C229 Death Without Burial

Seeing the middle-aged woman in pain from losing his son, Kong Min also felt it in his heart. It was not only out of sympathy, but also empathy.

Although Kong Xinyu was still alive, there was no way to wake her up. Sooner or later, he would lose her.

Life lost its color, and the world was like hell.

"My pitiful son, where did you go …?" The middle-aged woman grabbed her own messy hair