Bing'er, are you asleep?

What are you doing?

Do you know my heart for you?

Ning Xiangtian asked himself over and over again, and the doubts in his heart were always insoluble thinking about how to break this catastrophe and how to break through this tug-of-war?

"Eh, go to sleep, she told me to study, I'll learn to go. Ning Xiangtian tossed and turned a few times, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Ning Bing'er, who was in the next room, took a shower, took out a few data materials in her bag, and looked through them carefully.

Sleeping is too luxurious, she has lived so many years longer than others, she has gone to bed early enough, how can she sleep easily now.

The incandescent light shone on Bing'er's delicate face, and the white light hit her body, like a layer of silver frost, and the black and bright black hair was draped vertically, covering half of her delicate little face, with a hint of beauty in the haze, this is a face that is so beautiful that it makes people suffocate no matter what angle it looks at.

With one hand on his chin and one hand drawing in circles with a pen, he carefully looked for the loopholes in the document, and focused on Bing'er's state when she was thinking.

Looking at the information over and over again, her brows furrowed, the chance of turning the tables is really slim, but it is not that there is no way at all, she believes that she can find a breakthrough.

The night was also late, Bing'er yawned one after another, and fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, she stepped on the auspicious clouds and soared in the vast world, the world was snow-white, there was no extra color, she was immune to the cold world, she didn't feel cold, she was used to such a situation.

Bing'er, who was wearing a thin long dress, continued to step on the soft white clouds with a blank face, I don't know where this is, why did she come here?

Bing'er is very calm in the face of the empty scenery in front of her, and even a little happy with this snow-capped beauty, so quiet that you can hear the sound of the heartbeat, breathe the purest air, experience the coldest biting bones in the world, feel the coldest cold land in the world, no matter the reason, just want to appreciate.

"Bing'er, my child, you're finally here. A kind and gentle voice with helplessness, so familiar, so sweet and soft, so comfortable.

Who's calling me?

Bing'er was not afraid, and was anxious to find the source of the voice.

She guessed that this was the voice of the woman who loved her the most, and she longed to see her appear.

"Bing'er, my child, you're finally here, come to Mom. "A holy woman in white, with long hair and a face as handsome and beautiful as peach, stretched out her hand, and her arms as beautiful as lotus roots, always open like her, waiting for her to throw herself into her arms.

"Mom, Mom......" Bing'er rushed over excitedly, if it wasn't a dream, how could she see her mother.

For so many years, her mother has never appeared in her dreams, and no matter how much she thinks about it, she will not come to see her in her dreams, Bing'er has been waiting for this day for a long time.

She longed for this day to come, dreamed of it, and today, it came true.

She shouted "Mommy" loudly and ran desperately to her mother.

The mother who had left her early, the greatest woman who had given birth to her and had not had time to raise her, had finally seen her in her dreams today.

"My child, my hard-working child, come to my mother, my mother hugs. Ms. Lin stood calmly in place, smiling, and waited with her arms for the long-lost child to be presumptuous in her body once.

"Mom, Bing'er misses you so much. Bing'er leaned on her mother's shoulder, hugged her mother with a happy face, and felt her mother's temperature.

It's a pity that the mother is so cold, there is no trace of temperature, she is completely an ice cube person, except for the mouth opening and closing to make a sound, there is no place where people can feel that she is real.

"Mom, Bing'er misses you, really misses you. Ning Bing'er hugged this ice sculpture tightly and hugged it tightly, but she didn't want to let go, she wanted to hold it tightly in her hands, even if there were thousands of words in her heart, they only turned into a sentence I miss you.

Gradually, the mother's body melted in Bing'er's arms, and the mother's smile was still very sweet, looking at Bing'er lightly, the satisfaction in her eyes made Bing'er very heartbroken, what the hell is going on?

"Mom, don't go, don't leave Bing'er. Bing'er hugged her mother tightly, unwilling to let her disappear into her dreams.

But she forgot that her mother was too cold, and Bing'er was human, she had temperature, and hugging her mother like this could only make her disappear quickly.

"Bing'er, remember, don't give up everything you do now, whether you are Bing'er or Lin Yiyi, you are the best child, mother believes in you. Ms. Lin still said the unexpected mildly.

Lin Yiyi?

How did her mother know that she was Lin Yiyi?

"Mom, what else do you know?" Ning Bing'er stared at the ice beauty in front of her with wide eyes, still the same as in her memory, gentle and elegant, dignified and atmospheric, just the right inner beauty combined with a beautiful face, and that nobility would never dissipate.

"Bing'er, Lin Yiyi's identity is very desirable, but you are Ning Bing'er, you should know what Bing'er......'s mission is? Love you!" and disappeared into the sky.

When her mother left, Bing'er knelt on the ground, without a trace of tears, desperately looking at the direction where her mother disappeared in a daze.

What is the mother trying to imply?

Mission?

What is Ning Bing'er's mission?

Ning Bing'er, who was in a daze, struggled to wake up from her dream, and the wind outside the window gently blew the curtains, with a hint of softness in the elegance, teasing Bing'er's back, and feeling goosebumps all over her body.

Raise your hand and look at the time, it's three o'clock in the morning, it's really too late, it's almost dawn, Ning Bing'er stretched, stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the quiet night scene in infinite reverie.

For so many years, my mother has never appeared in a dream, and what she said today is a hint or that she misses her mother too much, her own thoughts?

There are some questions that science may not be able to explain.

"Sleep, whether I am Ning Bing'er or Lin Yiyi, only by resting well can I complete what I want to do and have the spirit to complete my mission. Ning Bing'er muttered to herself.

Repeating the mother's words is like a promise and a reminder, no matter what, the road is under your feet, and you always need to move forward step by step!

Close the windows, close the curtains, and go to bed without distractions.

The warm morning sun shines through the black curtains, and the starlight is printed on it, and the dark room seeps into a trace of dappled sunlight, the birds outside the window begin to chirp, and the lively and noisy sounds of the street enter the room intermittently.

Kang Yi stretched his waist, rubbed his eyes, sorted out the case last night, analyzed the ideas, simulated the route, and fell asleep very late, dragging a tired body, with red circles under his eyes, slowly getting up, reacting to the chaotic brain, drinking a glass of water, waking up his brain, and preparing for today's most difficult agenda.

Send Tong Jia on her last journey.