C183 I Want All of You to be Buried with My Son

"Son, son, why? Why did the heavens want my son? Why didn't they let me die? He's still so young, and she's only five years old. Heavens, why are you so blind?

Shen Bingxin's heart-tearing and lung-splitting voice came out of her mouth in a steady stream. Her hoarse voice was filled with despair. She, who was in pain and also grief, was currently lamenting to the heavens