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The man in the photo appeared to be around forty, with a refined look, also wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, holding the hand of the woman beside him, whose demeanor was elegant and noble, and her smile was very gentle.
This scene looked exceptionally peaceful.
"Impossible, impossible, I... I don't believe it! Let me out!"
Sudden angry shouts came from Gu Chen on the bed; his hands were gripping the blanket tightly, looking like he was using a lot of strength, and the veins on his hands were bulging.
"Gu Chen, Gu Chen," Shen Xian, fearing he would exert himself too much and hurt himself, hurried over and knelt by the bed, laying her hand on his, gently soothing him.
Gu Chen's handsome brows were tightly furrowed, as if he were experiencing something particularly terrifying in his dream, with large beads of sweat falling from his forehead.
Shen Xian finally managed to pry open his sweaty palms.
"Gu Chen, wake up, Gu Chen."
