"Wanwan," Shen Yi's voice came out difficultly, dry from disuse or perhaps from a parched throat, small and somewhat hoarse.
Shen Yi's vision was blurred by tears; he could no longer distinguish whether he was in a dream or in reality at this moment.
His mind was filled with images of the gravestone carrying Ye Wanwan's sweet smiling photo and the Rebirth Plaque at the temple engraved with Ye Wanwan's name and date of birth.
Ye Wanwan had died.
Yet in his memory, Ye Wanwan was just fine, waiting at home for him to return.
They were happy together; they even had a baby, and the three of them would have a very happy life together in the future.
So, what's real and what's not?
Is Ye Wanwan still alive?
Is the Ye Wanwan before him a real existence?
"Cough cough cough!" Shen Yi suddenly began to cough violently, feeling pain in his throat and his entire chest.
Ye Wanwan, who had been sleeping in a daze, woke up immediately upon hearing the coughing.
