Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

Shao Dongmei may be unfortunate, but not the most unfortunate. She has An Guoxing who loves her deeply. Most people's lives are full of bitterness.

Keep the clouds open and see the moon, all the unlucky will disappear at a certain moment, and everyone will have their own happiness.

Seeing Shao Dongmei shed tears of happiness, the golden light at Li San's fingertips entered her body.

"Bang!" The door to Room 202 was slammed open, and several volunteers in nurse uniforms rushed in.

No one saw Li San standing in the room. When they entered the room, Li San had turned into golden light and disappeared. Only the faint scent of sandalwood in the room represented that Li San had just come.

"Grandma Shao, how are you?"

Xiaoli and several volunteers immediately stepped forward to inquire about Shao Dongmei's situation, but they found that Shao Dongmei's breathing had stopped.

Heartbeat, pulse, also stopped.

"Alas." a volunteer sighed, "I'll go through the formalities and contact the funeral."

"Dongmei...Did she leave?"

At this moment, An Guoxing appeared at the door with a hunched body and a trembling voice.

Hearing An Guoxing's voice, the volunteers nodded lightly.

They were also a little bit unbearable. Shao Dongmei and An Guoxing, the old couple, were famously loving couples.

"Grandpa An..." Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and quickly stepped forward to support An Guoxing who was about to fall.

......

Soon, doctors from the city hospital came to the Shuguang Welfare Institute and confirmed the news of Shao Dongmei's death.

Subsequently, under the contact of the hospital, the personnel of the funeral home also arrived one after another.

Some people go through the formalities in the hospital, some people are dealing with follow-up matters, and several volunteers are trying to appease An Guoxing.

At this moment, Xiao Li was looking at An Guoxing.

In her eyes, she felt that An Guoxing seemed to be much older.

Compared with this morning, An Guoxing is much older in both energy and spirit, and he no longer looks full of energy before.

The funeral personnel of the funeral home have arrived in Room 202 and are studying how to carry Shao Dongmei out.

Seeing the movement in the room, An Guoxing said softly, "Xiao Li, you don't have to look at me, go and help them."

"But...."

"It's okay, they don't have enough people, you can help." An Guoxing leaned on the pillar and said.

"Grandpa An, sit down on the stool for a while, and I'll help." Xiaoli helped An Guoxing and walked towards the stone stool in the corridor.

An Guoxing nodded and took a heavy step to sit on the stone bench at the door.

After a while, Shao Dongmei was carried out of the room wrapped in white cloth, An Guoxing looked at Shao Dongmei's figure with sour eyes, and tears flowed unconsciously.

“Dongmei...”

An Guoxing looked at Shao Dongmei who was being carried out. He really wanted to step forward to help, but even if he had inconvenient legs and feet, he would hinder the staff of the funeral home even if he stepped forward.

Thinking of the last words Shao Dongmei said to herself today, bringing up this life, An Guoxing felt as if the most important thing in his heart had been lost.

At this moment, An Guoxing felt that he was no longer complete.

It was as if the soul had been cut in half abruptly.

Fatigue struck, An Guoxing felt a little drowsy, he wanted to sleep, and took a long sleep like Shao Dongmei.

He and Shao Dongmei have been in the same boat all their lives. At this moment, An Guoxing feels full of loneliness. What's the point of leaving him alone in the world from now on?

In a leisurely time, An Guoxing had a thought of wanting to get rid of it. The obsession of this life seems to have faded with Shao Dongmei's departure. He wants to go with Shao Dongmei now.

An Guoxing's eyes were full of tears, his eyes were hazy, and his heart was filled with a sense of loneliness.

Over the past few decades, with Shao Dongmei by his side, he can still insist on finding his own children. Now that Shao Dongmei is gone, he feels that he can no longer hold on, and the thoughts in his heart have become out of reach.

"Jie'er, my child, we have been looking for you for a lifetime, and your mother is gone...Are you okay?" An Guoxing held the fortune sought from the River Temple in his hand, and rubbed it lightly.

Thinking of the figure of his wife and child, An Guoxing felt his vision blurred a bit.

Bowing his head, the tears in An Guoxing's eyes ticked, ticked, and fell to the floor.

He wanted to cry aloud, but couldn't cry.

Suddenly, An Guoxing lowered his head and saw a pair of black antique shoes appeared in front of him. The shoes were spotless and seemed to be standing in the air.

look up.

A blue man in a blue robe came into view, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a jade crown on his head, blue silk behind his back without wind, full of dusty aura like an immortal, his body exuding a faint scent.

The scent seems familiar, but I forgot where I smelled it.

This man looks like twenty-three or four-year-old, but the aura on his body is extremely ancient, with a deep aura like the years.

Suddenly, An Guoxing remembered where he had smelled it.

It was the scent of sandalwood in the river temple.

"Are you...?" An Guoxing was stunned. He wanted to ask the identity of the man in ancient costume, but the next moment he was stunned.

An Guoxing lowered his head, looked at the paper sign in his hand, and a statue of a god in the River Temple appeared in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, An Guoxing's eyes widened.

The appearance, clothing, temperament of this man in front of me...

It is so similar to the statues in the temple, it is simply tailor-made.

This is.....

Are you dreaming?

The man in front of him was exactly the same as the statue of Lord River.

An Guoxing rubbed his eyes subconsciously, he was shocked, he was puzzled, and he seemed to be afraid that he had made a wrong judgment.

The faint sandalwood scent seemed to have been smelled in the room just now, but he didn't notice it.

In An Guoxing's eyes, the blue-robed youth in front of him smiled softly at him, and then took a step and sat beside him.

The blue-robed man's every move was as elegant as a god, without the appearance of an ordinary person.

"An Guoxing, Shao Dongmei has no regrets, she is very happy, and she was very happy when she left..." A dusty voice entered An Guoxing's ears.

An Guoxing saw that the blue-robed youth was staring at Shao Dongmei who was being carried away, and he understood what this man meant.

Hearing this, An Guoxing nodded excitedly.

His eyes were hazy again, and tears fell on his clothes unwillingly.

At this moment, An Guoxiang had many questions in his mind that he wanted to ask the young man beside him.

Are you a river god?

Why did you come here, Lord River?

Lord River, did you appear after hearing my prayer?

What happened to the wife, and Jie Er...?