Lian Zizhan could no longer count how many times he woke up and fell into coma. His current memory has always been stuck on the moment when he saw Liancheng boarding the plane. Under the influence of his subconscious, he saved his mother between being awake and confused , but every time he became hysterical, he found that this was his own wishful thinking.

His mother, that proud woman, was dead, torn to pieces by explosives.

"What's wrong with him?" Nomi looked at the man ...