In fact, she is selfish. Fang Qiao feels that her life is too hard and wants to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, no matter how much. If she has a next life, she hopes that God will count all these merits on Xu Mo and his parents' families.

Although I know this is just an expectation.

Until the end, the money left by Fang Qiao was only enough to buy the cemetery next to his husband.

She will die with him!

Not long after Xu Mo died, she was heartbroken and followed Xu Mo.

She died very quietly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She has always smiled since she met Xu Mo...

When she died, she was very quiet, and her mind was full of love with her husband.

He is very busy, but when he is busy, he will take time to take her on a trip. In spring, she walks in the park with his arm in his arms and picks a peach blossom hairpin in her ears.

She was obviously old, but she was so heart-wrenching that she was like an eighteen-year-old girl.

In summer, he lies with her on the beach with sunglasses, and makes her not wear too little to avoid being watched by bad people.

In winter, he carried her on his back to see the Shili Hongmei. When she was cold, he would hold her in his arms and wrap her in his coat.

Xu Mo: My wife will not be cold like this.

Xu Mo, I love you, if I have a next life, I will still be your wife.

If Xu Mo had a next life, I would like to give birth to a fat and fat child for you, preferably a man and a woman, and the whole family would live happily together.

But, Xu Mo, do we have a next life?

Xu Mo, where are you waiting for me...

...

Tick... Tick...

The ticking sound came from my ears, very familiar. It was the sound of the second hand walking on the alarm clock.

It's so noisy, I really want to slap it away.

She doesn't remember having this alarm clock at home.

Xu Mo never put an alarm clock in her room because he was afraid of disturbing her sleep.

How could I still hear this sound? Am I dead?

"It's so noisy, I won't let my mother live for a moment." Fang Qiao frowned and slowly opened her eyes. The familiar ceiling came into her eyes, making her feel uncomfortable for a moment.

Isn't she dead? How could she still see the ceiling?

Fang Qiao couldn't help but feel stunned when she looked at the ceiling above her head.

This place looks familiar?

Isn’t this her former home?

Could it be that she was not dead yet, and after billions of property were gone, she returned to where she used to live? But because of the reconstruction, wasn’t the entire area demolished?

It was after she divorced her ex-husband scumbag, and a big deal made him move with his father.

Fang Qiao frowned and turned over and sat up, raising her eyes to swept across the room with a headache.

The room is not big, clean and tidy, with a large bed next to a desk, with textbooks from high school on it.

"..." Seeing such a familiar and unfamiliar scene, Fang Qiao was completely confused.

This is what happened!

Why did she appear here? No, it feels like everything is wrong.

"Xiao Qiao, you're up. Don't sleep all the time on the weekends. Get out and go out for some activities, and buy a bottle of soy sauce for your mother."

The familiar voice at the door suddenly remembered, and Fang Qiao, who was still in a daze, looked up at the door in an instant and looked in disbelief.

What did she hear?

Is that my mother's voice?

How could it be? Didn’t she and her father die of illness?

"mom……"

Fang Qiao shouted stiffly, his voice choked.

She heard it wrongly just now, right? How could she hear my mother's voice, so clear and familiar?

"Dongdong"
Chapter completed!