Qi Wen's tears fell down in large droplets.
All three siblings had a family photo in their space because they were afraid they might one day forget Mom.
But even without looking at the photos, they hadn't forgotten at all, not even a little bit. Dad told them there was a possibility they couldn't go back, which was really a blow to them.
Just when she was so sad that she couldn't control herself, she suddenly felt a pain in the middle of her forehead, like a burn.
She rubbed it, but it felt even more painful. Now she cried even louder, venting her dissatisfaction.
"Stop crying."
Qi Wen was crying hard when she suddenly heard a strange voice. It startled her. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a white apparition in front of her.
"What are you?"
"Stop crying. Tell me what you're thinking; maybe I can help you?"
"Help me? Why? Are there such good deeds in the world? I don't believe it."
