Doomsday Era Touching System

The wind blew the curtains, and light poured into the room. On the table next to the hospital bed, there was a bouquet of lilies in a vase... Next to him is a woman with long hair and a suit, looking at the boy on the bed, with sadness in her eyes Bai Jiahui held the boy's hand on the bed and looked at the boy's face. She didn't know what she was thinking of... Her vision began to blur... "Xiao Qian... Xiao Qian... I beg you... Call me sister... I really..." Bai Jiahui sobbed. As the president of Chunming Group, no one could have imagined that she still has such a side... Tears fell on the young man's white jade-like hands, followed his fingers, and dripped onto the bed... The young man on the bed is skinny, but his delicate facial features can still tell how handsome this young man is, but his empty and lifeless eyes seem to say that he has lost his soul...