𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 | 𝙃𝘼𝙊𝘽𝙄𝙉

13: Call Me...

"hyung knows that guy?" Gyuvin stood next to Matthew "And what's going on with you?" he ask, seeing the glare on his face.

"I don't like how close they are."

"Isn't he close to everyone?"

The older shoots him a glare before returning his attention to the two, disliking the look he's seeing on Hanbin's face while he talks with the teacher.

"So what did you see in your first dream?"

Hao thought for a moment. Aside from the unexplainable blurry one he had back in the hospital, the first vision where Hanbin appeared was before the Holidays.

"Your Highness?"

"Any information of that man?"

"It's written here he is a wanderer. He does not belong to any clan."

"Then how is this mere wanderer know the ways of handling a sword?"

"It appears to be that he joined the army during the previous Japanese invasion..."

"...He was one of the survivors from the hundred commoners that were deployed."

That's how the conversation went. For once, Hao thought it was just Hanbin appearing in his dream as a result of his guilty conscience, but it turns out it was a memory. A memory from his past life.

I can't believe I was a prince back then

"I was in a high place, I think a balcony? And I saw you below the grounds and a eunuch was telling me information. I think it was about you."

"So it was really you who I saw on the balcony... I was in a battleground in my first dream too. I didn't know you back then when I had this dream." He said, "When I saw you wearing an ikseongwan, that's when I realized he looked like you."

"Ikseongwan?"

Hanbin cracks a smile
"When I was observing your class? The game where you wear costumes-"

"Alright alright, I remember now." He cuts him off when memories of it resurface. It was too embarrassing.
"I had another dream recently, we were having a sword fight. You won against me."

The other slightly nods, reminded of the dream he had when the Prince invited him to a spar. But he lost in that fight.

A thought came into his mind.

"Then our dreams must be a sequence of events? In our first visions, it looks like our past lives didn't know each other. It's like we started from the very bottom of everything."

"You're right... They met each other in the same place. The battleground right?"

"Right."

"That means we have to go through the rest of their life chapters until we find the wish???"

"Maybe." He answered, receiving a distressed sigh from him

"I'm not complaining but, what if it takes us years to find that wish?"

He rested his elbows on the table and pinches his chin, thinking it through "I don't think so. Since our goal is to fulfill the wish, then our dreams should be about the wish."

Suddenly a phone rang mid-conversation, but Hanbin doesn't have his with him. "It must be yours." Hao realized this and quickly checks it. It was the alarm he set 15 minutes before his violin classes.

He stood up from his seat
"I have to go now, Sir. Hanbin."

"Your violin class right?" He guessed and Zhang Hao nods