Luo Xiaojing hard to chase, she chased to the top of the hospital building, at the foot of the abyss.

"Xiaojing, I remember my mother's words..."

"Don't go, your mother!"

Luo Rou's shadow falls down the high-rise building. In the heartbreaking cry for price, Luo Xiaojing is desperate to stop it, and follows Luo Rou to jump down

"Mom!"

Waking up from the nightmare, Luo Xiaojing suddenly sits up. Before she gets out of the nightmare, she can't tell whether the person in front of her is reality or not. She only knows that it's a shadow, maybe Luo rou.

"Mom, don't go, don't go!" Into Leng Yu's arms, her hands tightly around his waist, small face close to his slightly undulating chest, as before nestled in Luo Rou's arms.

Cold Yu stiff, warm palm stroked her messy hair: "I'm here, I don't go."

Her shoulders tremble, like a small beast that needs to be comforted. The mother crying in the dream makes Leng yu feel distressed. With a long sigh, Luo Xiaojing struggles to get out of his arms.

"Sorry, boss."

Her drooping head, her hair wet with sweat, looked helpless and miserable.

Leng Yu's words have sobered her up when I don't leave. She knows that it's not her mother who holds her, but the God. But she just doesn't want to leave this warm embrace.

Maybe she is too strong for a long time, or sick people are too fragile, if you can, she wants to greedy has been in the cold arms, enjoying the warmth of her peace of mind.

"Nightmare?" Leng Yu's eyes were gentle, and he handed her the water at the head of the bed. "It's terrible, isn't it?"

"Well." Sipping saliva to ease the dry throat, Luo Xiaojing voice gently, "I dream of my mother's death."

Leng Yu eyes a tight: "sorry."

He is very sorry to mention something that makes Luo Xiaojing sad again.

"It's nothing. I've long accepted that my mother has left." She won't tell Lengyu that she often has nightmares. Every time her mother is engulfed by the fire.

Yang lip smile, she said: "maybe I violated the original promise of mother's words, so she was angry."

"What did you promise to Miss Luo?"

"I promised her not to let anyone know that I would carve."

Leng Yu didn't expect that it would be the answer. After a few seconds, he said, "so you hid it at the beginning?"

In fact, he has been wondering why Luo Xiaojing conceals that her carving skills are handed down by Luo rou. He has thought about countless reasons, but he has never thought that this is Luo Rou's advice.

"Yes." The words hidden deep in Luo Xiaojing's heart, she naturally said, "she not only let me hide my ability to carve, but also let me not let anyone know that I am her daughter."

"Why did she do that?"

"Maybe the car accident that took her life was more than an accident."

Leng Yu's voice suddenly raised: "is this teacher Luo's last words?"

"Yes, yes." Luo Xiaojing looked at the man in astonishment, as if in great grief, a bit untrue, "boss, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Leng Yu was still frowning. "I heard you say that teacher Luo's car accident was not an accident, so..."

"I'm just suspicious." At that time, Luo Xiaojing was still young. She only remembered that the driver who caused the accident was sentenced to prison. She read through the verdict only when she was an adult. The accident was identified as an accident, and there was no human trace at the scene.

But when you think about it, there are many things worth considering.

If it was an accident, why would mother tell her those words before she died? That's the mother's protection for her beloved daughter, which she said with her last effort.

So she had to suspect that her mother must have found something before the accident, and the accident confirmed her discovery.

But the price is too high.

Moreover, there is no clue for Luo Xiaojing to prove her suspicions. The scene of the accident has long been turned into a highway, and the driver's whereabouts are unknown after he was released from prison.

Leng Yu opened his mouth and broke the silence: "what's the basis of doubt?"

His face turned pale, and his breathing began to rush.

"It doesn't need any basis. I know my mother well enough." Luo Xiaojing suddenly didn't realize it, and her voice was difficult. "Although my mother gave me a lot of love, she always felt that it was a shame for me to have no father when I was born. If it wasn't more urgent than to let me know who my father was, she would not have said that."

Leng Yu watched her for a moment: "do you want to find evidence to prove your guess?"

"I'd love to." After troubling Luo Xiaojing for so many years, she wanted an answer, "I even thought that I would expose myself and see what would happen."

Leng Yu tried to control his slightly trembling tone: "but you gave up."

"Yes, I dare not take risks." Holding the water cup, Luo Xiaojing's hands trembled slightly, and he said, "my mother knows that she will live very hard if she leaves me alone. She will tell me that before she dies, and also hope that I can live well. I can't let her down, so I've been working hard. I really want to know the truth. I really want to know whether the car accident was an accident or not. But compared with my mother's last wish, it's not worth mentioning. Only when I'm good, can my mother in heaven close her eyes. "Tears quietly slide, Luo Xiaojing don't want to be cold Yu see, don't head to the other side of the hand wipe.

"But now I want to know more and more, is it an accident that takes away my mother?" The tear mark of canthus is not dry, a touch of stubbornness pours from the fundus of the eye, "I want to find the driver who caused the accident that year."

With that, she grabbed Leng Yu's hand: "boss, if I ask lawyer Xin for help, can I find out the case of the car accident that year?"

"Lawyer sin will know you're Luo Rou's daughter." The cold hand seems to be burned by the heat of Luo Xiaojing's palm, "and it has been so many years."

"Then can you trouble boss..."

Luo Xiaojing wants to ask the God if he can help, but he swallows it back.

Leng Yu has helped her a lot. She can't ask for it any more. She experienced the car accident herself, so she still has to rely on herself to determine whether it is the truth.

"I'm being rude. I'm sorry."

"But I'll help you."

Luo Xiaojing has lost hope. Unexpectedly, the great God will

"I'm asking too much," she said in disbelief. "I have no position to ask you to help me."

"Yes." Leng Yu's deep eyes gazed at her, "teacher Luo is not only my most respected sculptor, her daughter is also my favorite woman, I know the secret, so only I am the most suitable."

Warm eyes with serious and firm, Luo Xiaojing Leng for a while, a kind of emotion in the chest.

"Boss, I..." She didn't even think about it. She took the initiative to kiss it.