I can only see the people inside through the photos, but there is no temperature, and even wanting to reach out and touch their skin is an unrealizable luxury, and tears are falling from her eyes one by one.

Su Qi's eyes looked at him, and it seemed that only he could do this thing now.

Fan Mo was silent, and suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Su Qingyun: "You should be able to do these things easily, how many times you have spied on the heavens over the years, only you know it!" ”

Life and death have their own numbers.

No matter who you are, you can't change life and death.

Su Qingyun's body suddenly froze, and his body slowly sat up from the bed, his eyes looked at Fan Mo with a slight apology, over the years, he spied on the heavens to see his son and daughter, not once or twice.

Although I can see them clearly, I can only watch them cold, reincarnated, reincarnated, and adults again, but they have no relationship with the Su family, and the blood relationship of a generation is exhausted, so no one can remember anyone.

For a time, a sad atmosphere filled the room.

Even if he has this ability, he can't pull them from the death line, which is also the most unwilling thing for him, and he can only watch his son and daughter-in-law die in front of his eyes over and over again.

But there is no way to reverse time and turn everything around.

Su Qingyun's whole body was trembling violently, but his throat was so stumbling that he couldn't say a word.

"Fan Mo, I beg you, let me take a look at my parents, okay?" Su Qi couldn't cry, and used the word begging in her words, and that night, even if she was worse than dead, she would have used the word begging.

Even when her shoulder hurt and she was about to die, she didn't ask him to let her go.

And now, she begged herself to fulfill her distant and extravagant wish, Fan Mo's ink eyes crossed a trace of deep meaning, her wrist moved slightly, and a water mirror appeared in the entire room.

The picture gradually becomes clear, it is the decoration of the hospital more than ten years ago.

There was a sense of sadness in the whole picture, Su Qingyun was standing in front of the operating door at the moment, pounding the wall in front of him with his fist, while the doll on one side was crying hard, but no one came to visit.

Soon, a cart was pushed out of the operating room, and the face of the person on it was covered with a white cloth.

Su Qi has forgotten to breathe now, the one who cries until his voice is hoarse is himself, and now the one lying on the bed is not his mother? The face was covered with a white cloth.

She couldn't see her mother's face clearly.

Suddenly, a transparent shadow appeared at the door of the hospital's operating room, with a delicate face, Li Jingshu looked at herself on the hospital bed in disbelief, could it be that she .... Is this still dead?

Running to the hospital bed like crazy, trying to get back into his body.

But her body went straight through the hospital bed, Li Jingshu's body stiffened for a minute, and finally understood that the will of heaven could not be violated, and a string of tears flowed on her face, looking at Su Qingyun's gaffe face lying in front of her corpse.

She tried to comfort him, but her own hand kept passing through his body, and no matter what she said, no one around her seemed to hear her.

When Su Qingyun saw this scene, his body still trembled, although he had seen it many times, he still couldn't restrain his mood and lowered his head for a while.