Because of the candle that was lit, and some distance away, Shen Yi couldn't see clearly what was written on the deceased card.

All he saw was that the man was kneeling on the futon again, and the monk was standing beside him.

The man put on the incense and bowed down reverently, but he didn't get up, he still knelt there.

Suddenly, the man's cold voice sounded: "You once said that since I can't let go, I should accumulate good deeds." I listen to you, she has done a lot of good things over the years, is she still living well? ”

"Amitabha." The monk folded his hands and bowed slightly to the deceased card on the offering table, "Sincerity is spiritual." ”

"I haven't dreamed of her once in all these years, and I don't know if she's doing well or not." The man's voice was still cold and cold, but Shen Yi heard sadness.

His heart was beating a little fast, and the candle flame was shaking, making everything in front of him a little unreal, and that man was not as young as him, but Shen Yi had a voice in his heart telling him that that man was himself!

The reason why he looks so much older may be because that person is his future self!

So who is he talking about? Who died?

After a moment of silence, the man seemed to be very helpless, sighed slightly, and the voice continued, "I don't ask for anything, as long as she can go smoothly and live a long life." ”

"Amitabha." The monk still said the same thing, and it seemed that there was nothing else to say.

A very terrible thought surged into Shen Yi's heart for no reason.

His Adam's apple rolls. He swallowed hard and raised his feet and walked inside.

And the man himself, the monk, seemed to be unable to see him, and his eyes never fell on him.

In the dim candlelight, Shen Yi saw clearly the deceased card on the offering table.

On the death card, Ye Wanwan's name is clearly written!

In addition, there is also Ye Wanwan's date of birth, all of which are in line with Ye Wanwan.

Shen Yi was short of breath and rushed towards the offering table, but he didn't catch anything, he pounced.

Shen Yi turned around, the offering table was still well placed there, and the man and the monk were still looking at the deceased cards on the offering table.

He heard the man continue, "Don't be afraid, Wanwan. I have done a lot of good things in your name, many, many things, I give you all the good luck, and you will definitely be happy. ”

"If I can, I want you to fall asleep, not to disturb your life, but to see you, to see that you are living well, so that I can feel at ease."

Shen Yi got up from the ground, his eyes were already red, and his heart was very uncomfortable, as if it was broken.

Looking at the man, and then at the monk, I just felt that everything was extremely ridiculous!

His evening is fine, his evening is fine!

Shen Yi remembered, he must be dreaming, he must be dreaming!

It's all fake!

But even if it's fake, Shen Yi doesn't want to see such a thing!

He will live a long life one hundred years later!

"Don't talk nonsense here!" Shen Yi rushed over and pushed the man away hard.

But all his actions were in vain, they were like two worlds, he couldn't touch everything in that world, and they couldn't hear him!

Shen Yi tried hard to destroy this dream, but found that he couldn't do anything at all.

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(End of chapter)