Jing Qingran's soul had left her body, and she was now in a state of emptiness.

She was at the grave and saw her eldest son, with the umbrella still kneeling, and her old face was covered with a kind smile as she lamented.

Son, go back, your filial piety, your mother and your father can feel it.

Jing Qingran floated in front of the umbrella and reached out to stroke his hair.

Like a gust of wind, gently blowing between the hair of the umbrella, this gust of wind is very gentle and kind.

Umbrella is also over eighty years old, but he is used to calling him umbrella.

"Son, Mom looks at you again, I don't know when I'm leaving......" Jing Qingran looked at the umbrella and wept secretly, although she was now a void, but her tears really slipped from her eyes.

However, the tears she shed were just a gust of wind, the kind of salty wind, but it was tear-jerking for no reason.

Jing Qingran is now a wisp of soul, and it is impossible for her to continue to stay in the world for too long.

Jing Qingran remained in front of the grave, looking at his son.

I can look at him more, it's a glance.

……

"Husband, your soul should be gone too?" Jing Qingran said to herself, she looked at her husband's grave, and shed a lot of tears for no reason.

"I ...... I really want to find you, where are you? "Jing Qingran is sad and desolate.

Her voice also distorted into the sound of the wind, which blew sadly and desolately, and the hair of the umbrella was blown by the wind.

Jing Qingran went into her husband's grave, and all she saw was a corpse that was so rotten that it could no longer be decomposed, and she could also see the white bones of Nasensen.

"Husband......" Jing Qingran was in tears and wanted to open his hands to hug him.

"Husband, are you leaving? If you haven't left, come out to me. "Well clear.

She is also dead, and now she is just a wisp of soul, and if her husband is also a wisp of soul, then she wants to see her husband.

"Husband, do you know how much I miss you?"

"After you left, I couldn't sleep well at night, and I rarely had insomnia, so I often had insomnia......"

"Husband, you see, how filial our son is, he still kneels in front of the graves of the two of us......"

"Husband, where are you? I'll definitely go to you! Jing Qingran cried.

For some reason, the umbrella heard the sound of the wind around the tomb, and mourned like weeping.

However, the umbrella is not afraid, from the time he was older, his parents taught him to be a man who stands on the ground, so that he will not be afraid!

"You can't avoid me, you can't push me away, you live, you also want to watch the sunrise with me in the next life."

"Husband, you have to wait for me, wait for me to find you! I'll definitely find you! No matter what the cost! In ancient times, I found you, in this life, I also found you, so in the next life, I will definitely find you again! "Well clear and top gun.

"Husband, I love you, I can't live without you, you must wait for me, wait for me to find you!"

"Be sure to wait for me!"

The wind was desolate and mournful, like a broken man weeping.

After a long time.

The voice of the umbrella sounded softly: "Father, mother, son go first." "I'll see you later.

"Son......" Jing Qingran shouted loudly.

The wind also became loud, but the umbrella didn't know that it was his mother's voice calling him.