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Chapter 64 Horrible Big Lie! (Please recommend a monthly pass)

"Blog post..."

"Blog post..."

In the bright projection, on the bed, the skin was so shriveled and old that it seemed that there was only one breath left. Tears couldn't stop rolling down from the corners of the old man's eyes, and weak voices kept ringing out.

Siam, in the huge meeting room.

The gray-haired elderly couple stood up from their seats. The old couple held each other's hands and looked at Zheng Bowen and the projection on the mobile phone in front of him.

Young people in their 20s stepped on their feet, poked their heads, held their breath, and looked into the distance, the first meeting in 35 years.

Also, a middle-aged person is even more different from an elderly person or a young person.

These middle-aged people feel the most difficult at the moment. When they disappeared, some of them were old and some were young. In 35 years, their parents are probably gone; they also lost the most important thing of their children. Years, at this moment, young children have entered middle age, married and established a business...

The entire conference room was exceptionally quiet.

Everyone looked at Zheng Bowen with hope, apprehension, and fear.

The conversation between the mother and son is still going on.

"Where's Dad? Still...is he still there?"

"Your dad...Your dad has been looking for you, and he didn't give up until he died."

A hoarse voice sounded slowly.

Hearing such words, everyone present covered their faces, burst into tears, and choked with sobs...

Li Ji looked at the ceiling of the meeting and leaned back.

at this time.

In the ear, there was the sound of the middle-aged Zheng Bowen's emotional collapse.

...

The door of the conference room was pushed open again.

Zhao Guo Ambassador Li Hongkuo and his staff walked to Luo Xiayue, a 25-year-old girl with a high ponytail in the crowd.

Luo Xiayue looked at Ambassador Li Hongkuo with a nervous expression, and reflexively took a few steps back.

"Your parents went abroad 30 years ago."

"We have only contacted Chen Ziming, your boyfriend before you went abroad."

Ambassador Li Hongkuo said in a deep voice.

soon.

The same folding screen mobile phone, and the crystal triangle standing in the corresponding area above the screen.

With gray hair and glasses, the 60-year-old Chen Ziming appeared in front of Luo Xiayue.

Luo Xiayue, who was still 25 years old and looked youthful, covered her mouth with her hands as soon as she saw her boyfriend, and tears kept rolling down.

She was sobbing, speechless...

In the projection, Chen Ziming, who was getting old, wiped the corners of his eyes. He looked at Luo Xiayue with a complicated expression, and moved his mouth several times before finally speaking:

"very nice."

"I'm old, but you are still the most beautiful in my memory!"

Hearing this sentence, all the passengers in the audience felt sad and clenched their fists.

"After you left, I looked for you like crazy..."

"Three years, three years of searching!"

"Three years later, I got married..."

Chen Ziming's eyebrows moved, and he said in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, Luo Xiayue squatted on the ground, hugged her knees with her hands, and wailed loudly.

...

The door of the conference room was pushed open again and again.

More and more family members and friends have been communicated and contacted.

"I am 67 years old, and you seem to be still in your early thirties."

Cao Murong, who was made up into a 67-year-old appearance, showed affection in her red eyes that she admired but dared not touch. She stretched out her finger to Cheng Deyou, but quickly retracted it.

He touched his eyes and smiled:
"You look younger than our children now!"

Cheng Deyou, in his early 30s, opened his mouth and was at a loss.

Projections one after another, crying, despair, and hoarse wailing, happen all the time.

35 years.

Many people's parents are gone; most people's lovers are already married or married to strangers...

...

Li Ji glanced at Ma Qingru, who was talking to an uncle's younger brother beside him.

in settings.

Ma Qingru's parents, who didn't survive these 35 years, passed away a few years ago.

The eyes are red and swollen, and I am overwhelmed.

As soon as Li Ji stood up, Ma Qingru became nervous all of a sudden, stretched out her hand, and grabbed Li Ji's arm tightly, her body trembling, as if she was afraid that in this strange era, she would be abandoned again.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Li Ji whispered.

...

Follow behind the staff and walk out of this conference room.

When the doors of the two meeting rooms were slammed shut, Li Ji let out a long breath.

Hearing the footsteps of shallow high-heeled shoes on the ground, he raised his head, followed the sound, and saw the secretary Yan Chudan approaching.

"Fortunately, there is still time for everything. Now, it is not really 35 years later."

Li Ji smiled and said to Yan Chudan.

Just now.

He was also affected by the mood in the conference room.

There, gathered the most contradictory joys and sorrows in this world...

In this world, the farthest distance is not the distance in space; it is time, which is a long 35 years!
Even if it is back.

But my parents are old and even dead; the lovely one is old, but I am still young...

...

"It is interesting."

Li Ji paused and said again.

"Let's go."

Stride, walk in the long corridor.

In the huge staircase studio, Li Ji stood in front of the screen that occupied the entire wall, raised his head, and looked at the meeting room, where the 370 five passengers were sentient beings.

Not everyone is suffering, crying...

even.

There are also people who are secretly delighted!
"Call out the search records of those people."

Li Ji raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

Guo Zhenglong responded and manipulated the keyboard. In an instant, scenes of information continued to appear on the screen.

That was before, Qian Gaoyang, a young man wearing a black coat and old-fashioned glasses, was sitting in a corner, having a casual conversation with his aging father, but his fingertips were trying to move between the folding screens.

When the new search box was found, Qian Gaoyang's expression clearly showed joy, and then, it disappeared in a flash.

'Yanjing City Time'

'Current affairs'

‘35年前，2020年4月3日，暹罗国航空TU910’

A segment of search keywords appeared in front of Li Ji's eyes.

Through the local area network constructed by supercomputer, Qian Gaoyang is shrouded in a compiled virtual world.

All the news and content are in line with today's 35 years later.

This is a horrible big lie!

...

Apart from Qian Gaoyang, among the nearly [-] passengers, there were an additional [-] people who doubted everything at present.

"Mark them and watch them all the time."

Li Ji said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Secretary Yan Chudan and Guo Zhenglong responded one after another with solemn expressions.

"Then I'll go first. The time to go to the toilet can't be too long."

Li Ji raised his eyes and noticed that under the surveillance, Yan Chudan's mood had recovered a lot. He even hung up the video and said something with a smile.

Stop talking.

Turning around, he plunged into the long corridor on his own.

This "span time and space" fraud is far from over.

(End of this chapter)