"No." Shen Ye lowered his eyes, concealing the sadness in them. "This slap is my atonement for all these years I've been a mistress."

In fact, one slap is never enough to destroy someone else's relationship. However, the things Lin Weihan did to him have already settled the score.

He didn't owe Lin Weihan anything; on the contrary, Lin Weihan owed him something.

Chen Xingshen stared at Shen Ye for a long time, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

At 2 a.m., Shenye had another nightmare.

He groped his way forward in the darkness when suddenly a white light appeared ahead, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes and could see nothing.

In the darkness, the roar of a car engine could be heard.

"Bang—"

Something collided with a loud bang. Shen Ye opened his eyes and saw a car stopped in front of him, blocking the oncoming fast car.

The car in front of him was severely deformed. Inside the driver's seat, a man covered in blood was using his last bit of strength to look at him.

The man weakly reached out to Shen Ye, trying to grab him, but he was too weak to do so.

His thin lips moved as if he were saying something, but Shen Ye couldn't hear him.

He couldn't hear anything and could only watch helplessly as the man's life slowly slipped away before his eyes.

Shen Ye felt her heart clench, and her heart ached terribly.

Tears streamed down Shen Ye's face as he tried to rush up to save the person, but a gust of wind blew in front of him, and the fog rolled in, and everything disappeared.

"Don't......."

Shen Ye suddenly sat up in bed, his whole body covered in cold sweat.

"Yan Huan!" Chen Xingshen pushed open the door upon hearing the voice and saw Shen Ye covered in cold sweat. His handsome face was full of heartache. "Yan Huan, you had another nightmare."

“Yes…” Shen Ye clenched his hands, his palms sweating: “Dreams and reality are opposites, right…”

"Hmm!" Chen Xingshen's Adam's apple bobbed. "Let's sleep a little longer. There's still some time before dawn."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ye's eyes were filled with sadness, and his hands fell limply to his sides.

"good."

Lying in bed, he couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did; this nightmare had been going on for a whole month.

Whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, as soon as I close my eyes, I see scenes of doctors announcing my death and car accidents flashing before my eyes.

Shen Ye sat down slowly, staring blankly out the window.

A month has passed, and the image of the man, his face covered in blood and declared dead, still haunts his dreams.

A week later, Shen Ye went to the supermarket alone to buy some food to take home.

Just as he stepped out of the community gate, a large truck came speeding towards him. The truck floored the accelerator and sped straight toward Chen Ye, giving him no chance to react.

Just when he thought he was going to die, a car suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked his way. At the same time, he was pulled backward by a great force...

"Bang—"

The deafening roar made it seem as if the sky was about to collapse.

Having just been pulled back from the brink of death, Shen Ye seemed stunned. He stared blankly at the scene before him, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

In a collision between a car and a truck, the car is always the one that suffers the loss.

The car was severely deformed, while the truck was unharmed.

In the driver's seat, blood smeared Jiang Chen's face, blurring his vision. He could hear nothing, see nothing, and could only feel his heart, which loved 'Lin Yanhuan,' gradually slowing down its beating.

He longed to hug him again, even just to touch his face...

However, when I stretched my hand out halfway, it was too weak.