Gong Shilie was still talking on the phone: "It's about to get on the plane in ten minutes. How is my son doing now?
I know you are worried, I will go back right away.
Son, what's wrong with you? Tell dad.
Dad will go back right away. Of course, Dad brought you a gift. You little guy felt uncomfortable, and he even asked you to remember Dad's gift.
When didn't your father buy you a gift? Of course, your mother also has a gift.
Take the antipyretic medicine and don’t be arrogant.”
Gong Yingluo sat aside, hugging her bear doll.
Gong Yingluo didn't want to sit and watch the video of their family of three. The woman on the phone was looking very proud.
Gong Yingluo didn't want to look at it, so she walked away.
In the waiting hall of an ordinary airplane outside, she also saw a haggard-looking woman in black clothes, holding a box wrapped in black cloth.
There was a little girl who was a little younger than her. Next to the woman, she kept talking, hoping that the haggard-looking woman would notice her.
However, it was still all in vain.
At this time, the little girl noticed that Gong Yingluo was looking at her.
This was the first time someone could see her. She immediately ran to Gong Yingluo and said, "Miss, can you see me?"
Gong Yingluo didn't speak, just nodded. The little girl was very happy.
"It's great that you can see me, little sister. Can you tell my mother for me and tell her not to be sad? She has done too much for me. It's because of my own fault.
I didn't check my body properly.
I was an unhealthy child who had dragged my mother down for so many years, causing her to suffer and make her sad.
Although I have to leave, I remember that she is my mother, and I will come back to her after I heal myself."
Gong Yingluo's cold eyes flashed with sadness: "Are you sick?"
"I have congenital heart disease. My mother spent a lot of money to save me. My father felt that the money spent was in vain and did not agree with further treatment for me. My mother quarreled with my father every day, and they were getting divorced.
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The words of the little girl's ghost made Gong Yingluo feel very sour and sad.
My mother tried her best to save me. But no one spared my life. But please tell her not to be sad. I recognize her as my mother. I will definitely come back to find her. Please keep her healthy.
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Gong Yingluo listened quietly to the little girl's ghost.
My heart is filled with sadness.
After the little girl ghost finished speaking, she walked towards the haggard-looking woman.
Because the woman looked haggard and was holding a box covered with black cloth, it looked like an urn.
Everyone felt unlucky and did not sit next to her. Suddenly someone sat next to her. The woman was a little surprised, but she still did not raise her eyelids.
Looking completely lifeless, Gong Ying felt the lifeless energy falling on him.
If there is no intervention, this aunt will probably not be able to think about it.
"A five-year-old girl, she looks really good, but she has been suffering from illness all year round and her complexion is not good and she is a little thin."
The woman suddenly raised her head and looked at the little girl beside her in astonishment.
"You...what are you talking about?"
"The child's father and grandmother probably wanted a son. They were dissatisfied when the little girl was born. Later she was diagnosed with heart disease, and they regarded her as a burden. They went from persuading you to give up to threatening you to give up.
Don't worry. But that's your child, how can you be willing to give it up?"
At this moment, the woman's ashen face finally gained some life.
She hugged the urn tightly in her arms, looked at Gong Yingluo in shock and said, "Who are you? How do you know?"
"Your child has actually always been by your side. Seeing you sad makes her very reluctant to let go, but it's time for her to go."
The woman held the urn and looked around. There was no sign of the child, but the little girl in front of her was right.
"Where is my child? Why can't I see her?"
"I know you want to see her very much. Just like I want to see my mother, I can see your child, but I can't see my mother."
"Can you see my child? Can you really see my child and tell me where she is."
"She is leaning on your leg now. She said she likes leaning on your leg like this."
After hearing this, the woman shed tears, but the child did not get off the operating table.
On the operating table, I left this world.
She has not shed a single tear since the death of her child. She discovered that when people are the saddest, tears really cannot come out.
It was so uncomfortable that she wanted to leave with her child, but she couldn't leave her child here. It was she who insisted on taking her child to this city for treatment.
The child could not get off the operating table, so she had to take the child home to her hometown.
Gong Yingluo cried when she looked at the woman, and the deathly aura on her body dissipated a little.
She was also a little relieved.
"Qiqi, mom is sorry for you. She couldn't cure you. It's all mom's fault. Mom didn't make you a healthy child and she didn't have the ability to cure you.
Mom is such a useless mother."
The woman's voice was hoarse, her eyes were scarlet, and her body was trembling slightly. She was so uncomfortable that people could feel sympathy for her.
"Your Qiqi, let me tell you, you are the most amazing mother in the world?
She knows how much you suffered to protect her. Her father and grandmother had already decided to give up on her when they knew she was sick, but you didn't give up and worked hard, working two or three jobs a day to raise medical expenses. She knew
You worked hard."
The woman held the urn and couldn't control her tears anymore.
"Qiqi, as long as mom has you, it's enough, but mom doesn't have the ability to keep you."
The ghost of the little girl tried hard to wipe her mother's tears, but she couldn't do so because of the different paths between humans and ghosts.
She frowned anxiously, not knowing what to do.
At this time, someone reached out and gently wiped away the tears on the woman's face. That was Gong Yingluo.
The woman looked at the little girl in front of her. Although she looked strange, she felt so warm when she wiped her tears.
This is the first time Gong Yingluo has helped someone wipe away their tears.
Human tears are so sad.
"I'm just helping your child and doing what she wants to do. She wants to help you wipe away your tears, but she can't do it even though she tries hard."
Her children, now by her side, wanted to help wipe away her tears.
The woman said with relief and sadness: "My child has always been very considerate and sensible. She helps me with housework at home. She is still so young, but she can help a lot. I know