Chapter 420: Death of Bailing Mother

Waking up in the middle of the night, little Bai Ling didn't see the tender mother. But I heard screaming and familiar moaning outside, opening the curtains with fright and trembling, crawling in the window, under the moonlight, I saw the bridge not far from their house in my own eyes, and pressed my mother's neck alone Lift her up to the river.
When she ran desperately past, she saw the mother lying under the bleak moonlight in the shallow water of the deep river, with a pale complexion and a distorted body.
No matter how much she screamed, her mother could no longer hear her voice, nor would she smile gently at her, nor even speak to her.
The next day, the mother's body was not in the mortal, and someone came over to take their house. This man, but their biological father, once hugged them with a smile, told them stories, said that they loved them, bought them delicious, fun, and spoiled them to the Father!
Ha ha ha, that face has never been cold against theirs, and even her eyes never gave her mother's body a glance.
She and her mother hoped that the stars and the moon waited for him to go home, and waited for a year, but the result was this ending.
and after? Bai Ling's memory is a little vague.
The only thing she remembered was that she did n’t know how to hold her mother ’s ashes and walked away from her grandmother ’s house for a night. When she saw the man, she asked him,
Mother did you kill? "
Repeated sentence by sentence, even if the man who had loved their sisters had pinched her delicate neck, she still asked the answer she wanted to know.
He finally became furious and said, "Yes, I do n’t want to live an ordinary day. Now I have a chance to stand in front of me. Your mother is blocking me. I can only kill her. So, leave me alone. Do n’t let me see it in the future. Come to you and block my money. "
At that time, Bai Ling was just over five years old. He was pushed by this angry man and hit the chair where he used to teach her to play the piano.
She didn't know how to go back, just listened to her grandmother and took her out of the hospital.
Since then, mothers and fathers have always appeared in dreams, and the once warm home, but the next second is the scene of bloodshed, the death of the mother, the father's grim face like a devil.
"Huhhhhhhhh ..." With a click, Bai Ling's hand fell down, and Bai Ling, who was panting, held his forehead deadly, because he lowered his head and saw her thick. With a drop of crystal tears on her eyelashes.
Finally, slowly closing her eyes, this will always be a nightmare to her, how could the shadow of childhood be forgotten?
For a long time, he finally calmed down, opened his eyes, looked at the box on the ground, squatted down, picked it up, the moment Bai Ling's expression tranced again, the moment his look recovered, the white Ling turned the box up and down, and finally saw a small piece of cloth under the ring. Because it was very thin, it was half a sheet of A4 paper after being spread out.
There are words on it, written with a pen.
"Ling'er? You still found it. I don't know how old you are. Are you married and having children?"
"Ling'er, I'm afraid you already know the origin of this ring!"
It seems that in Bai Ling's mother's opinion, if she can find this thing specifically, she must know the purpose of this thing. How could anyone think that Bai Ling had accidentally picked it up.