Dream Reading

On the third day after my death, my five-year-old daughter finally realized something was wrong.
She was afraid of the dark at night, but I didn't hold her to sleep.
She was hungry, and I didn’t cook for her.
She lifted the quilt trying to pull me up, but felt my hand was very cold.
"Mom, why are your hands cold, are you sick?"
"Mom, don't sleep, if you're sick you need to get up and take medicine."
Helpless, she found my phone and called her doctor dad.
"Dad, mom is sick and won't get up to take medicine. Please come and treat her."
My husband, however, was very impatient.
“A grown woman who can't take care of herself, is she disabled, is she dead! Don't use such cheap tricks to threaten me!”
“And also, tell your mom, I'll come home when she admits her mistake!”
He didn't know, I was indeed dead, dead on the night he forced me for the 18th time to donate blood to his 'white moonlight.'


After My Daughter and I Died, My Husband Regretted It

I floated in the air, following my daughter to the hospital where Huo Chengjun worked.


By this time it was midnight, and only my daughter's footsteps echoed abruptly in the hallway.


The draft blew through, and my daughter fearfully covered her ears. She gritted her teeth and rushed to the door of the director's office.


Like someone who found support, my daughter swallowed nervously, her expression relaxed a bit, and then she raised her hand to knock on the door.


But the person who opened the door was not Huo Chengjun, but his first love, Su Xin.


Upon seeing An'an, Su Xin instinctively looked around behind her, seemingly searching for me, but she didn't know that I was already in a spirit state, standing right behind An'an, just invisible to her.


Not seeing my figure, she became even more audacious.


The next moment, she dragged An'an inside and locked the door.


"Speak, what does your haunting mother want you to do?"


She arrogantly crossed her legs, her toe maliciously kicking at my daughter.


My daughter quickly dodged; she was afraid of Su Xin. When Huo Chengjun previously brought Su Xin home, she would often secretly bully An'an.


But thinking of me still lying on the bed, An'an suppressed her fear shortly after, stepped forward, and said word by word, "I'm not here to see you, I'm looking for my dad."


"Dad? Hahaha, you're killing me with laughter, didn't your mother tell you that you don't have a father anymore?"


"Exactly, Mr. Huo is my dad now, what does that have to do with you!"


Su Xin laughed aloud, her daughter Su Rui heard this and rushed over from the next room, pushing An'an to declare her dominance.


An'an, who hadn't eaten much for three days, was already very weak. She was instantly knocked down, her forehead hitting the corner of the table, blood flowing immediately.


Seeing my daughter's face covered in blood, her little face scrunched up in pain. I hurriedly floated over, wanting to hold her and stop the bleeding, but I was still powerless.


Beside me, Su Xin saw An'an fall and bleed, as if stimulated by the sight of blood, she looked even more excited and stepped closer to my daughter.


"If it weren't for your shameless mother stealing Chengjun from me, why would my Rui Rui and I need to suffer so much? Since you, little wretch, have willingly delivered yourself here today, you might as well bleed a bit too!"


While speaking, Su Xin had already taken out a syringe from the table, the needle pointed at my daughter.


I desperately wanted to stop Su Xin, standing up to shield my daughter, but Su Xin passed through me again and again, drawing nearer to my daughter.


A sense of helplessness overwhelmed me, tears uncontrollably streaming down.


My daughter's piercing scream broke through the room, and the thick syringe was stained with blood, then my daughter fainted.


But at this moment, Huo Chengjun's voice came from outside the door.


This voice, which should have suffocated me with disgust, now seemed like a lifeline, causing me to instinctively scream with all my might.


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