A year later.

“Well, it’s so noisy...” The man in bed closed his eyes and muttered unconsciously.

"Wow, wake up, God bless, finally wake up..." An old voice pulled Suxin's consciousness back.

Su Xin peeled his eyes, the dazzling eyes of the white flowers, subconsciously reached out in front of the eyes, and it took a while to adapt to such a strong light.

A face full of loving but incomparable fatigue is printed into the eyes.

The nose is sour, the eyelids are hot, and the tears fall from the corner.

“Mom, how long have I slept?”

She felt that this sleep was so heavy, and her body and thoughts were like a trek that never had a margin and goal, and only felt that her whole body was soft and clatter, but there was an indescribable sense of languid sourness.

“Soon, soon... just wake up, wake up.”

Xinma couldn't say the excitement, trying to reach out and wipe her daughter's tears silently into the corner, and was afraid that her rough hand cut her daughter.

Susin felt to the mother's most delicate and warmest care and love, there are countless things in his heart to say, and finally only became a word "Mom——"

When her mother wanted to withdraw her hand, she almost exhausted her strength and pulled her mother's hand full of callons in her arms, as if she had hugged the whole world.

Hold your mother’s rough hand tightly.

At this moment, the lonely soul that trekked in the boundless darkness finally came home, solid and warm.

The thin cheeks, full of vicissitudes, became blurred in the sight of Suxin.

What Susin didn’t know was that the card she had broken in horror had suddenly appeared in the spirit stage.

But for a moment, the footsteps came and became noisy in the ward.

The doctor gave Susin a comprehensive examination and finally sighed: "It is a miracle to wake up, but now her physical function is shrinking, and she must take a period of rest and recuperation..."

Looking at this skinny and old woman, I thought, this is the power of true affection!

She’s a strong voice, and her daughter wakes up better than anything else!

Susin consciousness has just returned, just now received so much information, so that she felt at this time extremely tired, everything became ethereal.

Close your eyes again, and some memory fragments come to mind.

Subconsciously, Susin began to silently and carefully sort out what happened around this year.

It all started with that “nightmare,” and now, as she recalled, she could no longer tell the line between the nightmares and reality of her dreams.

Nor do we know whether that dream is a warning to your own premonition of danger, or... something really happened, and then back in time?

If the former is the former, then you do not have the ability to predict the future?Can you still feel it so clearly?Why have you never had such an experience before?Do you have to be able to activate this ability before you die?

If it is the second case... then is he not dead in the first car accident, and is he now born again?

If so, why be reborn?Have you been reborn so many times?Every time at the same time?What about the others who died in that incident?Are there any reborn people in this world?

It is like a small stone thrown into the calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves.

Thinking about it, countless questions overlapped.

Finally, Susin consciousness became blurred and fell asleep again.

The red card that lay quietly in her spiritual note suddenly fluttered gently, like a thin wax flake, turning into a drop of blood, into her left eye.

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