The figure of his mother jumping down and the blood-red flowers blooming on the ground became Ruan Qing's last impression of his mother in this life. The world seemed blurred in his hazy eyes, as did his mother's body lying in a pool of blood.
If there is an afterlife, I hope my mother will live a safe and happy life.
With this wish, Ruan Qing fell asleep exhausted after finishing his mother's funeral. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he saw a young version of his grandfather and a smaller version of his mother, and his mother was still calling him sister! ! Ruan Qing's whole body is not feeling well, what is going on!