Chapter 1250: Son, sorry

"Where is this?"
An unknown force was pulling, so that it was forced to float in a certain direction for a long distance. From a distance, I saw two figures standing side by side in front of a cold tombstone.
One figure, although there is a clear difference from the memory, from the back, you can see that it seems to be rickety a lot, and the whole body exudes a heavy weight and sadness.
But even if there is an obvious difference, I still recognize it at a glance, and want to step forward to see if it is that person?
At this moment, the voice of the figure beside the man sounded:
"Dad, I have seen my mother, you should go to the hospital."
It may be that the voice is changing, and the voice of the teenage boy is very low and light.
However, the man next to him still did not move.
"Dad~" the boy shouted again, very anxious.
"You can't leave the hospital for too long, we must go back quickly!"
At this time, the man finally said:
"Let me accompany your mother again. In this life, I am the one who lost her.
If I could protect her well, your mother would not end up in such a difficult situation.
Regardless of your mother studying medicine, in fact, she has not been courageous since she was a child. It is really impossible to imagine that ten years of life on the battlefield, your mother and her... why did she persist.
We have been absent for ten years. Now, we have finally found her and can accompany her. Let me accompany her more. "
Hiss~
What else do you not understand?
That boy... is Ningning?
There were some Jiang Tingxu who didn't control their souls. After hearing the conversation between the father and the son, he swayed and floated in front of the father and son.
The man in the memory has gray hair on his temples, and his whole person looks like a fifty or sixty-year-old man, his eyes are blank, or to be precise, he has no expectations for this world.
Glancing at the words on the tombstone, the most striking thing is the tomb of the beloved wife (Mo Jiang) clan.
And the time for erecting the monument was actually half a month after death!
So, after his death, this man still found himself?
But half a month earlier, maybe...
It's no use to mention these again.
It stands to reason that it is impossible for the soul body to cry, but Jiang Tingxu clearly felt a few traces of coolness on his face, and there was some cold water drop across his face.
He looked away from the tombstone and fell on the boy who had grown into a young man.
In fact, it is not much different from when you were three years old. When you were three years old, babies were fat, soft and cute. Now, 13 or 14-year-old boys have grown taller, grown up, and more mature than they were when they were young.
Of course, it is exactly the same now as when his father was young, except for the eyes that inherited his own, which is slightly different.
"Cough...cough cough cough..." Suddenly, coughing sounded one after another, and there was a feeling of being unable to stop.
Jiang Tingxu hadn't reacted mentally yet, his whole soul body had drifted over, and he wanted to hold the man, but he passed through the man's body all at once.
On the contrary, the son next to him, his eyesight and hands quickly supported his father:
"Dad, go back to the hospital, Ning Ning begs you!"
Coughing after another, the man's hand has been holding his son's wrist tightly:
"Son, I'm sorry. Dad doesn't seem to be able to grow up with you anymore, but don't be afraid, your second uncle will take care of you, cough...cough...poof..." a mouthful of blood was coughed up Came out.
"father!"