The clothes on his body were so thin, and they were soon completely wet by the rain, and his forehead was soaked and scattered, covering his resolute forehead, and the man pursed his lips tightly, still motionless, just standing in front of the tomb in a daze.

"Li Shen Heng, Li Shen Heng ......"

She cried out, desperately trying to run to him, but in vain.

The rain dripped from the man's hair, and gradually meandered like a river, and she saw the man's tall, much thinner figure, and suddenly shook violently.

"Li Shenheng......" Her face turned pale, and her cry seemed to be choked by something, and she could no longer exit.

The man slowly stretched out his hand, the rain gradually became heavier, and his sleeves were dripping, he seemed to want to reach out to touch the words carved on the simple tombstone in front of him, but before his hand touched the tombstone, he suddenly shook again, and could no longer stand, staggered and knelt on one knee to support his body, but vomited a mouthful of blood in pain......

Little by little, her eyes widened, as if her spine had been removed, and she fell limply to the ground.

Li Shenheng, Li Shenheng......

I bear you like that, I bear you like that, why do you have to be so sad for me like this?

The man vomited blood, and the muddy ground under him was almost soaked with blood.

Several tall men with black umbrellas rushed over and lifted him up from the mud in a panic, but the men were still weak, and turned around, their eyes firmly nailed to the simple words on the tombstone.

The tomb of Nguyen Tinh Vie.

Tomb of Nguyen Tinh Vie......

She died, she actually died, just like that......

"Li Shen Heng, Li Shen Heng ......"

She kept calling his name hoarsely, trying to catch up with his car, but the fog was getting heavier and heavier, and she couldn't see the car, and she couldn't see him anymore.

The picture in the dream has been constantly changing, she saw him who worked hard for the people, she also saw him who was alone and sleepless, she saw Song Yecheng and Liu Aiying died a hundred times more miserable than her, and she also saw Ruan Siyu, who finally had nothing and hanged herself with a rope.

She saw that his sideburns had gray hair early, and she categorically rejected the proposal of Li Qin and his parents to force him to marry countless times, and she saw him lying at his desk all night, struggling to sleep but quickly waking up from his dream, standing alone by the window until dawn.

She saw that he was very ill at the age of thirty-five, full of black hair, all pale, emaciated and inhuman.

She saw that he was still holding something in his hand when he was dying, and he held it so tightly that he refused to let go until he died.

She saw countless people crying beside his bedside, and his mother, Mrs. Li, cried so loudly that she knocked her head on the ground several times and passed out.

But he finally died.

He closed his eyes and took his last breath, and a tear slowly trickled down from the corner of his eye.

For the first and last time she had seen him cry in her dreams.

His hands hung down, and his body grew colder.

Mrs. Li, who woke up, seemed to be crazy, threw herself on his corpse, broke off his clenched fingers one by one, and slammed the pendant that he had clenched to death and refused to throw away, and smashed it to pieces.

She saw Mrs. Li's eyes red, staring out the window somewhere.

She was a ghost, but Mrs. Li's eyes seemed to be able to see her, and she shuddered in her dreams.