C992 Life Was a Joke

Shen Ke nodded, "Alright. I will contact Duke Guan to control the public opinion and minimize the impact."

Public opinion... Shen Yi looked at Shen Ke, who was wearing a suit and calmly saying that he wanted to control the public opinion, and suddenly froze.

It turned out that she had not seen Nan Zhen since she woke up.

That long term dream appeared in her mind again. The scene of Nan Zhen sitting in front of her tomb seemed to have a life of its own in front of her eyes. That box of messy lunchboxes, one after another, inexplicably heavy apology after another. Those lonely and crazy tears that fell on the tombstone, his back when he left the cemetery without hesitation. The handkerchief he took out from the pocket on his chest, and the bottle of wine that took away his life...

The two years in the dream did not pass in the blink of an eye, but accumulated day after day. In those two years, there were countless rays of sunlight, wind, rain, and plants. Only Nan Zhen, from the beginning until the end, had passed through her time. He had given her a wish to see him again in her long loneliness.

Even if she knew that it was a dream and that it was a story after her death in her previous life, she would not be indifferent.

Shen Yi knew that her absurd worry was a little ridiculous, but she still could not help asking Shen Ke, "How is Nan Zhen? Why did he not come to see me?"

Then, Shen Yi saw Shen Ke showing the same stiff expression as when she asked Ni Chenjun. He even deliberately avoided her gaze in order to avoid her.

In just an instant, Shen Yi felt a chill run down her spine.

She also stiffened before saying, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Shen Ke's eyes actually revealed some grief, "Yi..."

Shen Yi's mouth twitched. A ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in her heart. She laughed stiffly, "Dad, why are you like this? Don't tell me he's dead. Ha, I can laugh at this joke for the rest of my life."

Shen Ke suddenly looked up at her as if he was very surprised that she knew about this matter. However, his expression changed several times, and he did not say anything.

After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Sometimes life and life are just jokes."

We spent our entire lives trying to make this joke look less like a joke.

A joke.

Shen Yi laughed until her eyes narrowed. But the slight twitching of her lips showed her panic, "I know this is a joke. How is this possible, Father. Don't lie to me, this isn't fun."

She was just thinking about an absurd dream and asked this ridiculous question, but Shen Ke actually gave her an even more ridiculous answer.

Dead? How was that possible?

Ming Ming Ren was still fine. He was clearly just going to the Nan family to find out the truth. Why did he say that he was dead? How could he die? He didn't even see her stand on that stage. How could he die?!

Shen Ke looked at her quietly. His calm tone was filled with undisguised sadness and helplessness. "How could I joke with my life?"

The extreme pain of watching the person she loved die in front of her eyes was so unbearable that she wished she could dig out her heart and lungs and leave with her. Until now, it had been hidden deep in his bone marrow. As long as he thought of her, those painful memories were like sharp blades piercing through his chest, and his heart was full of big holes. When the wind blew, it would be cold to the heart.

He had already experienced enough. How could he bear to watch Shen Yi suffer such a lie for no reason?

But was he really dead?

Shen Yi held back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Impossible. How could he die? How could he die!? This is just a dream. This must be just a dream!"

In 2020, he was only 32 years old. How could he die?

Her vision was blurred by tears, but Shen Yi seemed to have seen the scene of Nan Zhen sitting in front of her tomb.

He propped up one of his legs and rested his elbow on his knee. Naturally, he lowered his arm and held the wine in his hand. The golden sunlight did not hesitate to sprinkle all over his body, but he only raised his head. His eyes reflected the clear blue sky, and his entire body was filled with the loneliness and loneliness that could not be dissolved.

He asked her again and again, "Can I meet you earlier?"

Shen Yi could not endure the grief and finally cried out, "How should I wake up? What do I have to do to wake up?"

This nightmare had already been too long and too bitter. Nan Zhen, tell me, how should I wake up?

In an instant, two completely different spaces seemed to overlap. There was one person who died once again in this hot and cold July at the same age.