It was she, who had always protected her father and mother with all her heart, that is, she was heartbroken, all the family property, all the connections, were all given to that person as a gift by her blindfolded heart of love, the man who finally made her break the mat and wrap her body in a lonely grave, in the end, when her father and mother passed away, she couldn't see the last face, and she didn't even have a place to cry.

The Rong Mansion was burned to ruins overnight, and the hundreds of people in the house were all turned into ashes, even if she was blind from crying, she couldn't tell which piece was her father's mother's bone and which piece was her brother's remains.

"Qingyi, don't be afraid, my father and mother are here, not afraid." Mrs. Rong's brows furrowed slightly, her daughter must have encountered something, a child who was only seven years old, but her face was frightened and regretful, if she hadn't bumped into unclean people and things, if she hadn't been secretly spelled by someone, how could this be.

Listening to his mother gently singing a familiar tune, there are no words, only a babbling tune, gentle and peaceful, gently echoing in Rong Qingyi's ears, and the familiar aroma of her mother, so that Rong Qingyi's love slowly relaxes.

She was actually still in chaos, and she didn't know if she had a beautiful dream before she was dying or if she had a terrible nightmare when she was alive. However, at this time, only the mother's little song gently echoed, making her tiredness float up little by little, and then slowly fell asleep.

The last memory seems to be that my father and mother are whispering, and it seems to be her.

The sound of puffing, as if something was falling, the light seemed to be much brighter, Rong Qingyi opened his eyes, his eyes were a little red and swollen, sticky and not easy to open, his brows wrinkled involuntarily, his vision was a little blurry, it seemed that some figures were walking lightly.

"Mother." She heard her own voice, soft and immature, her self when she was seven years old.

"Mother is here." The mother's voice immediately rang out, right in front of her bed.

"Mother, my daughter had a dream." Rong Qingyi tried to open her eyes wide, wanting to see her mother's appearance clearly, but she couldn't see clearly at all.

"Is it uncomfortable for your eyes?" Mrs. Rong said distressedly, "You have been crying last night, and you are crying when you fall asleep, you must have had some nightmare, don't be afraid, now that the sky is dawning, nothing bad will come out at dawn, there is good sunshine outside, and bad things will disappear." Hehuan, go get a clean towel and wrap ice cubes for Qingyi to put on his eyes. ”

Hehuan is a slave who serves her mother, a slave and maid taught by her mother herself, young, beautiful, and looks the most honest and reliable, but Rong Qingyi remembers that after she got married, she lost her innocence and was divorced by her husband's family, and she kept crying and crying, and her mother was afraid that she would not be able to think about it, so she accompanied her day and night, and at that time, the slave who was most trusted by her mother became her father's aunt inexplicably.

When his mother found out, Hehuan was already pregnant with his father's flesh and blood, snuggled in his father's arms with a big belly, and looked at his mother with a sincere and frightened expression, like the most innocent lamb.

It's just that she didn't know the reason, why did her father, who had always cared most about her mother, choose the slave maid that her mother believed in the most as her aunt in the short time that her mother took care of her, and she was pampered.

Rong Qingyi felt that her memories were chaotic, some fragmented images, some familiar or unfamiliar faces, she remembered that she was married, but she forgot the name of her husband's family, but she remembered the face of the man she called her husband, a handsome face that she could recognize even if it turned to ashes.

Moreover, the events in the memory are also chaotic, like a combined dream.