"Yan'er, can you hear my mother?" There was a long time in the ward. My mother sat in front of the hospital bed, holding the hand of the person on the bed and murmuring to herself. There were tears in the words, and there were words in the tears, "Yan'er, wake up quickly, you can't leave your parents alone, can't you..." Sobbing voice with desolation, echoed in the sick room. -

"Mom, I'm here. I haven't left..." I rushed to the hospital bed to hold my mother, but I actually went straight through my mother's body, that is to say, my mother directly filtered me, how could it be? Is...