I don’t know if you believe in the hunch?

I always feel that there is a door between life and death. When I was 11 years old, my father went abroad to work for about two years. When he came back, I was not the first person to see him.

I don’t know why, I always feel that I didn’t see my father…

He didn’t have a strange illness long after he returned. Every time I go to see him, he always feels that he is less and less like my father…

At that time, I always felt that I was too young to have compassion for the sick. Because sick people always look like pitiful Sici.

One night, it was late. My grandma called me to get up and said that my father was in critical condition.

That afternoon, actually I just visited my father.

I didn’t feel anything in the afternoon.

At night, I suddenly felt that this stranger was leaving me. I didn’t feel sad. I always felt that the person sleeping in the bed was not me ‘S father, and my true loved one, never got off the plane.
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When people are dying, they always look ugly. At that time, I used my handkerchief to wipe his face, he was already in a coma, I At that time, his eyes seemed to be opened. At this time, I felt that this person was really my father, but after this moment, he never woke up and left nothing.

When I think about it later, a person who is about to leave may have something different from the ordinary person, and if the child feels more sensitive, he will find the difference. Maybe He was really occupied by things like sickness and demons, and only at the last moment did he regain his original appearance, then I recognized him.

I thought such a thing would be over, because it was a bad memory for me.

10 days ago, I went to the hospital to visit a sick student who was my classmate.

She was hospitalized for more than a month, and I got news from another classmate.

When I went, I felt that her spirit was still very good. Her husband was working in the field, and he came back.

I always feel that these two people don’t look like they usually do, and I didn’t think about it in bad places. Because this female classmate is usually a lively person, she will naturally be different when she is sick. It’s just that the yellow gallbladder is relatively high (liver disease), and the anti-inflammatory is down.

I went to sit with them for more than an hour this time. I arranged a dinner at night, but I didn’t want to go, I just didn’t want to go, I don’t know if it wasIt’s a hunch…