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After three days of sound sleep, Madam Ye felt revitalized. She was so energetic that she walked with a spring in her step.

This night, after reciting her scriptures as was her routine, she lay down for sleep.

Ye Zheng was already fast asleep beside her.

"Sis, sis...."

It seemed like someone was calling her. A foggy scene unfolded before her eyes as Madam Ye kept walking through it but couldn't seem to reach the end of the fog.

Who was it?

"Sis, it's me, A Kang."

"A Kang? Is that you?" Madam Ye saw a middle-aged man standing amidst the fog, smiling at her.

Tears stream down Madam Ye's face. She rushed to embrace him but her hands passed right through him.

She turned around in disbelief: "A Kang, are you dead?"

Yes, her younger brother A Kang had passed away in a car accident three years ago.

When she heard the news, it struck her like a bolt out of the blue.