Metaphysics boss relies on live broadcast fortune telling to earn merit

His words left netizens in the live broadcast room scratching their heads. After all, he and his wife have shown a deep love for their children during this period.

Fan Sheng showed no signs of guilt. Anyway, what he said next was what really happened.

"After my daughter passed away, my wife fell into a state of confusion. She always said that she could see Qiqi still with us.

At first, I thought she missed her daughter too much. Unexpectedly, a few days later, my son also said that he could see his sister. "

Fan Sheng was sitting on the sofa with his son, looking at his wife who was holding her daughter's clothes and crying. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, but his wife was already like this, so he could only pretend to be strong.

"Honey, I know you feel uncomfortable, but you can't stop eating.

You always say that Qiqi is still with us and she is the most sensible. I will definitely be sad if I see you like this. "

Yue Wenzhu did not answer her husband's concern. She raised her head and looked at the door.

"Qiqi, you've gone home, why don't you come in? Is it because your mother didn't take good care of you?

Mom knows, do you think you look ugly now? Don’t worry, no matter what you become, you will still be the most beautiful child in your mother’s eyes.

Come in quickly. It's still raining outside. Isn't it cold there now? "

Yue Wenzhu carefully discussed with her daughter that this was the best way she could think of.

I don’t know what happened to my daughter. As long as she moves closer, her daughter will disappear immediately.

Fan Sheng couldn't bear to see his wife being so nervous. He put his son on the sofa and said, "Wenzhu, how many times do I have to tell you before you believe that our daughter will never come back again."

With that said, he was about to close the door to the living room.

Yue Wenzhu pushed him down on the sofa like crazy: "I don't allow you to drive my daughter away."

Fan Sheng did not accommodate him as usual, but opened her door directly: "No matter what you say, I will return our family's life to normal today."

Just as he was about to stand up, his son's voice came from behind: "Dad, please let me go to see my sister."

His son's words hit Fan Sheng hard. He lost his calm appearance and grabbed his son's hand hard: "What did you say! Qiqi is really standing at the door."

Perhaps realizing that he was a little out of sorts, he quickly made amends for himself: "Son, you can't just talk nonsense here to make your mother happy."

Lele nodded firmly: "Dad, I'm not talking nonsense. My sister is really standing at the door, and she is smiling at me."

When Fan Sheng was in a daze, he tried his best to pull his hand out, but to no avail. He could only remind his father loudly: "Dad, you are too strong. My hand hurts when you pinch it."

His son's reminder made Fan Sheng wake up. Before he could comfort his son, his wife's slightly crying voice came from behind.

"Fan Sheng, why do I think you are so strange? It seems you really don't want to see our daughter."

Fan Sheng hugged his wife: "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I want to reunite with my daughter.

But I am the backbone of the family. If I fall, what will you and your son do?

Okay, now that you and your son have seen Qiqi, I won’t stop you from now on.

But you have to promise me to eat and sleep well, and don't let me, Lele and Qiqi worry about you. "

“From that day on, I never stopped my wife again.

The focus of my wife's daily life has become playing games with Qiqi in the house, and her son often joins them.

I was the only one standing there, like an outsider.

Sometimes my wife also asks me why I can’t see Qiqi.

Of course I couldn't answer this question. I could only blame him on the fact that I was a man and my body was too yang-y, so my daughter couldn't get close to him.

If nothing happened later, I think I would have let Qiqi live at home. "

“Five nights ago, my wife frequently woke up from her sleep.

Every time I woke up, she would hug me and cry, saying I was sorry to Qiqi. "

Fan Sheng patted his wife's back gently: "Wenzhu, what's wrong with you? Are you dreaming about Qiqi again?"

Yue Wenzhu's voice was on the verge of collapse: "Fan Sheng, I dreamed about the scene when Qiqi died.

In the dream, Qiqi and I got on the elevator together, and just like what happened in reality, the elevator broke down halfway down.

I saw Qiqi crying helplessly in the elevator. She shouted to her parents loudly, asking us to save her.

But I could only stand aside, forced to be a bystander who could do nothing.

Fan Sheng, did you know that our Qiqi did not die when the elevator fell?

Her little hands were still moving and she was still calling mom and dad.

However, no one came to save her, so she lay in the elevator, waiting to die alone.

My Qiqi, she is so afraid of the dark, how scared she must be at that time. "

Fan Sheng felt the tears flowing down his neck, and his voice became hoarse: "It's all over, it's over..."

"There is no past. Qiqi letting me see this means that she is still angry with us."

Before the wife was coaxed, the son beside her also started crying in his sleep.

"Dad, help me, I don't want to die."

Fan Sheng looked at his son who was about to fall into a nightmare and quickly shook him awake: "Lele, what's wrong with you? Mom and Dad are here and won't let others hurt you."

Lele rubbed her crying little face: "Dad, I saw my sister falling from the elevator.

I wanted to pull her, but I couldn't. "

The performance of his son and wife made Fan Sheng break into a cold sweat. A terrifying thought arose in his mind: Could it be that his daughter blamed her family for her death and wanted them to go down to accompany her.

The next day, Fan Sheng deliberately walked into the elevator at the time of his daughter's accident.

"Qiqi, Dad doesn't know why you don't want him to see you, and I don't know why you scare your mother and brother in your dreams.

If you really feel that something happened to you because your family didn't take good care of you, come to your father and don't take them out.

It's not that you don't know that your mother is timid and she can't stand being frightened like you. "

While Fan Sheng was talking to his daughter, the elevator suddenly shook violently.

Fan Sheng was so frightened by this turn of events that he was thinking about how to call for help when the elevator door suddenly opened.

He quickly rushed out of the elevator, and when he reached the safe area, he collapsed on the ground in fear.

After a while, the property manager downstairs came out of another elevator.

He helped Fan Sheng up: "Mr. Fan, why did you get into the elevator again? Didn't you read the message I sent to the group yesterday?"

Fan Sheng's face was full of bitterness: "I'm not in the mood to look at my phone these days."

The property manager remembered the accident that happened to Fan Sheng and grinned awkwardly: "It was all my negligence. I should have come to tell you personally."