Yang Wanyan's mind was in a trance, wondering if she was still in a dream.
She didn't know how she got out of the hospital. On her way home, Yang Wanxia called her and asked her. She just said she was in a hurry and left first.
The nightmare continues.
The same dream appears repeatedly in the dream.
In the dream, she became her own daughter, trying to escape from Yi Shuqian's hands again and again, but never succeeded.
Her most trusted sister and niece bullied her at night, and during the day she would see their tired and haggard faces.
She seemed to be divided into two halves, one half night and one half day.
Yang Wanyan couldn't help but call Mo Qin again.
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"Cell phone, the phone is ringing."
Mo Qin pushed Ying Lian, but Ying Lian held her too tightly and did not push him away.
Ying Lian's eyes were gleaming, and his bright red lips were shining with moisture. He stepped away slightly and said vaguely:
"in spite of."
As he was about to kiss her again, Mo Qin tilted his head and kissed her on the cheek.
She calmed down her slightly rapid breathing and said, "Get up and drive quickly."
Ying kissed her reluctantly before reaching out to take the mobile phone on the table.
The three words 'Yang Wanyan' were displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.
Mo Qin didn't want to answer the call, but when she saw Ying Lian staring at her, she answered the call anyway.
Yang Wanyan asked a few casual questions before tentatively saying:
"Qinqin, didn't you say you had a boyfriend last time? When will you bring it back to mom?"
Yi Shuqian is Wei Yuhe's ex-boyfriend, not her daughter's.
Dreams are all fake.
Ying Lian's thoughts that were about to start were instantly suppressed, and he listened carefully to Mo Qin's answer.
Mo Qin smoothed his messy hair, "It's not necessary."
"..." Yang Wanyan choked, why did her daughter become like this.
"Can't Mom care about you? No matter how busy you are at work, you can't come back to see me? Is there such an unfilial daughter as you?!"
Mo Qin didn't react at all, but Ying Lian was very angry. He was about to speak back, but Mo Qin beat him to it.
"Have you had any dreams lately?"
A sentence without beginning or end, as light as the snowflakes falling slowly outside the house, chilling my heart.
"..."
The room was silent for a moment, and then there was a busy signal on the other end of the phone.
Yang Wanyan's fingers were trembling when she hung up the phone, and her heart seemed to be hanging on a frying pan by spider threads.
How did she know she was dreaming?
What a coincidence...
The more Yang Wanyan recalled, the more she felt something was wrong. Her daughter seemed different from before, and she was different from the one in her dream.
Ying Lian stretched out his hand and twirled Mo Qinqin's hair hanging by his ears, his tone was accusatory:
"You don't want to take me to meet your family."
Mo Qin: "I don't even look at it, what do you think she is doing?"
"Then when we get married, we have to meet our parents, right? Or, you have no intention of marrying me at all."
After talking about it, Ying Lian's voice became softer and softer, as if he lacked confidence.
"..."
Even though she knew she had a bad relationship with Yang Wanyan, she still asked like this.
Mo Qin felt that he was looking for trouble and had evidence.
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Yang Wanyan tried to comfort herself, but she was still very flustered. With all kinds of clues adding up, she began to suspect that Mo Qin was not her daughter.
But she is not his daughter, then who is it?
In order to seek confirmation, or for peace of mind, Yang Wanyan drove to the place where her daughter died in the dream.
She was not familiar with the road conditions there, so she had to ask someone.
"Why are you looking for that person? It was so scary at first, so many people came to arrest people, and I heard that several corpses were taken out of the house!"
"That's a pervert!"
"If you go straight along this road, then turn right, you will see a sealed two-story building."
Yang Wanyan didn't walk long before she saw an old vegetable market. The meat sellers were closing the stalls on the peripheral tables. In the corner of the vegetable market, there were a few ferocious wild dogs rummaging through the garbage.
Scenes from the dream flashed through my mind.
Yang Wanyan felt a chill, as if those wild dogs were eating meat cut from her body instead of garbage.
…
In the community, a young man in a peaked cap swung his legs on a walking machine.
"Are you Mo Qin?"
The man greeted Mo Qin with a smile, looking familiar.
Mo Qin looked at him and didn't recognize him.
"What's up?"
The man jumped off the walker, raised his hand and moved the hat on his head, and walked to Mo Qin.
"You were the one who invaded the system and reported Yi Shuqian's location information, right?"
Mo Qin pretended to be confused, "What?"
The man put his hands in his pockets, leaned forward slightly, and said with a confident smile:
"Stop pretending, I've already caught your little tail."
He stretched out his hand and pointed in the air, "You have exposed too much. You also found the last victim. Aren't you afraid that I will hand these things over to the higher ups?"
The man in front of me is young, with very white skin and slender fingers.
Mo Qin's cold eyes fell on the man's face:
"Please."
The things she did were indeed not rigorous enough, but there was absolutely no evidence left behind. So what could you have guessed?
The man's lips pursed into a straight line, and then he smiled again.
"Are you really not afraid? What you did is illegal."
As soon as she finished speaking, the phone in Mo Qin's pocket vibrated. She moved her hand in her pocket and took out the phone.
Before he could quickly see what the message contained, he saw from the corner of his eye that the man had already retreated a few steps away.
Mo Qin: "..."
The man smiled awkwardly, and all the threats he had pretended to be serious were in vain.
Who can still calmly take out their mobile phone when threatened?
At that moment, he thought Mo Qin was going to stab him.
The message was sent by Ying Lian, asking how long it would take for her to get home.
Mo Qin replied with a message and went straight to the building without caring about He Jian.
The man stopped pretending and followed directly, "Sister, I'm a new transfer. My name is He Jian."
He Jian is a cutting-edge talent in computers. He was recruited into the unit when he was only 19 this year. Because Yi Shuqian's case involved related things, he was arranged to come over to investigate.
The joints in the case were not difficult to figure out, but even though he knew what was going on, he couldn't find any evidence.
After failing to hack into Mo Qin's computer, he was completely sure that Mo Qin did all those things.
He is running over now out of curiosity and fun.
"Sister, why do you want to resign?"
"You shouldn't have entered the unit specifically to arrest Bu Yi Shu Qian and bring him to justice, right?"
He Jian waited for the elevator next to Mo Qin, still asking questions endlessly.
Mo Qin didn't want to talk to him at all, "Why are you following me?"
He Jian: "This is my mission."
With a 'ding' sound, the elevator door opened and Ying Lian was seen standing inside.
Ying Lian had met He Jian, only once when he was at work a few days ago.
He ignored He Jian and came directly to hold Mo Qin's hand. "Seeing as you haven't been back for so long, I came down to take a look."
He Jian didn't feel embarrassed at all, and even looked at Ying Lianlai.
He said awkwardly:
"Sister, you should find a boyfriend younger than you. Once a man reaches his thirties, he will slowly die."
(End of chapter)
