Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2981 - 2917: To Speak or Not to Speak

Space, Magic Brush, Potion, she could speak of them, but the matter of rebirth was hard for her to articulate.

"Dad, is this the recent dream you’ve been having?" Although Meng Xinian felt heavy-hearted, he instinctively caught the suspicion, "But this image is already recorded in the crystal."

Jiang Xiao was taken aback.

Jiang Shiheng also paused.

He previously felt the dream was familiar; after seeing the image Jiang Xiao brought out, he was sure it wasn’t a recent dream.

He must have dreamed of it before, or—

Seen it.

But for now, he was still somewhat confused and needed to sort it out properly.

Jiang Xiao also looked towards Jiang Shiheng.

"At that time, Little hadn’t found you, and you hadn’t met her, so there wouldn’t be the concern you mentioned about her."

Meng Xinian was always like this, adept at catching points and flaws, then unraveling them.

Wasn’t it for this reason that Jiang Xiao felt defenseless in front of him, unable to hide anything and ultimately revealing all the secrets?

Initially, Jiang Xiao thought Jiang Shiheng would be speechless, but unexpectedly, Jiang Shiheng merely glanced at Meng Xinian and then retorted, "Then? You’re only left to worry."

Since he insisted it wasn’t an insignificant dream, indeed bearing predictive significance, then he was left worried and sleepless like him.

He had just intended to console a moment ago.

Consoling not Little, but Meng Xinian.

When Little might encounter trouble, besides him, Meng Xinian was the most worried.

Since he didn’t need comfort, he would accompany him in worrying.

Meng Xinian continued expressionlessly, "The irrational part of the dream isn’t just Little’s inability to self-rescue, but also my arrival without being able to save her. Furthermore, where is Dad in this dream?"

"I’m there too, trying to save Little, but lacking strength, barely able to climb the stairs, unable to keep up. You dashed past me."

"Who in the dream... pushed Little down the stairs?"

Although knowing it was a dream, speaking of this still made Meng Xinian hate with clenched teeth.

Wishing he could drag those people from Jiang Shiheng’s dream and tear them apart.

"Since I didn’t arrive in time, I didn’t see it."

"How old was Little then?"

Jiang Xiao, listening to their conversation, felt Meng Xinian’s question already hit the key point.

She also looked at Jiang Shiheng.

Did he even know her age in the dream?

"Near thirty," Jiang Shiheng said.

Jiang Xiao’s heart skipped a beat.

He indeed knew.

Meng Xinian felt completely uneasy.

For the first time, he somewhat disliked his habit of probing thoroughly.

It meant Little would face such an ordeal in over a decade?

His own worry made no difference, but he feared Jiang Xiao would be scared.

Moreover, who could remain unperturbed after foreseeing possibly encountering a life-and-death disaster in the future?

Was she to be panicked for ten-plus years?

He’d rather it be a recent occurrence; he would keep her by his side 24/7, and never allow such a thing to happen. But how would he guard against something decades later?

Thinking of this, Meng Xinian truly felt completely uneasy.

"But there’s something peculiar." Seeing his face change, Jiang Shiheng paused before continuing: "In the dream, we seemed like strangers."