It's this dream again.

In the dream, that gentle voice called her again: "Sister, sister......"

Sister?

She clearly doesn't have a sister.

So who is this girl who calls her sister in her dreams every day?

Ever since her mother died that year, this dream has haunted her like a nightmare every day, and it has never stopped.

Was it brought by the mother? No, how could her mother be willing to make her feel uncomfortable?

But the dream was foggy, she couldn't see the girl's face clearly, and she only had a pale cyan ancient dress in her memory, with a beautiful posture and long hair like a waterfall, looking like an ancient woman.

The woman would occasionally bring a dark blue flute, and then in her dreams she would play a tune that was inexplicably familiar to her.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you keep appearing in my dreams?"

"Sister, I'm your dear sister."

Dear sister? The woman repeated this sentence as if it were a kind of demagoguery.

But why did she feel uncomfortable hearing this woman's voice? It seemed to make her feel like she was afraid of something? Afraid to face it?

The woman flickered near and farther away, and at last she came closer, her eyes wide and staring straight at her.

"Don't come near me! Fuck off! No! ”

I woke up in shock, still sweating profusely.

There was only her solemn wheezing in the air and the occasional birdsong outside the window, and the time displayed on the alarm clock was only a little past four and a little later, and it was early in the morning, and it was deadly silent, as if the world was about to abandon her.

She gradually calmed down and picked up the picture frame next to the bed, which was a photo of her and her mother.

The conspicuous black circle drawn with a marker on the calendar indicates that today is the day of my mother's death.

"Mom, I can go to see you again." Looking at the window of the blooming solitary flowers, she got out of bed and found a beautiful wrapping paper to wrap the flowers carefully, her mother used to love the solitary flowers, so every year on the death day she would bring her mother to plant her own hands.

I remember when I was young, my mother would plant a few plants and raise them at home, my mother often had to train, and I had very little time with her, and my mother said that these flowers could replace my mother to watch her grow up slowly.

But now, it has become her to accompany her mother with the lonely flowers she planted herself.

I sat on the edge of the bed for a while, afraid that I wouldn't have time to spend more time with my mother later, so I got up and packed up my things.

She was about to go out after she was ready, but she saw that her father had only come home at this time, she looked at the white hair on her father's head, a little distressed, but she still smiled and said to her father: "Dad, don't stay up late next time, it's easy to have dark circles and acne when you stay up late." ”

You can't let him lose his beloved, and make him even more uncomfortable with a bitter face.

"Silly girl, I know you feel sorry for me, it's okay, Dad will rest for a while, and I'll talk to your mother in the afternoon." So saying, my father went into the room.

Her father, Nie Mingzheng, is a well-known lawyer, so there is no need to work all night, but she knows that it was for her mother's accident.

She guessed that her father, like her, didn't believe that her mother's death was an accident, so he stayed up late every day to find the truth about the accident that year, even to the point of not sleeping, day and night.

Not knowing whether to continue to persuade or comfort, she hesitated for a moment and left.

Perhaps, no one is qualified to stop the father's longing and guilt for his mother.

After getting out of the car, she took the lone flower from the passenger seat, gently closed the car door and walked slowly towards the place where her mother was resting.

"Mom, you say, if it weren't for the accident back then, wouldn't we be happy now?" She gently placed the lone flower in her hand next to the tombstone, squatted on the side and whispered.

"Mom, it's going to be an official competition in a few days." She paused and gently dusted the tombstone, "I know, I won't let you down, and I will tell everyone the truth of the matter." ”

"Mom, you know what? The day before yesterday, I met my neighbor Aunt Zhang, who was a child, and she asked me where I go to school now......"

She told all the big and small things that had happened in her year, and she also detailed everything she knew about the recent situation of the people her mother knew, and when she said these things, it was as if her mother was listening quietly, looking at her eyes full of love.

Time passed quickly, and she hadn't come out of her death day, and the competition was about to start in a few days.

"I now announce the start of the internationally renowned British Show Jumping Race!"

"The number one rider is a well-known veteran jockey from the UK – Anderson Brooke! and his racehorse Jason! With thirteen years of experience in regular horse racing and an impressive performance in previous races, he is one of the strong contenders for the championship. There was a scream from the audience.

The host continued to introduce the next players: "And the second player is a dark horse rookie from China that has emerged in recent years - Bai Xiao!" And her racehorse tiny! ”

This is probably the most talked-about rider, one of the few female racers who quickly became an internationally renowned jockey in just two years, winning every race she participated in, beating countless professional jockeys to this internationally renowned race at a young age.

The audience erupted in screams and applause.

Bai Xiao's eyes were a little dull, leaning on her companion Xiaoxiao over the years, gently stroking the tattoo on her left wrist, not in the slightest affected by the turbulence caused by her in the audience.

The tattoo is a "乜 (nie)" character, her father's surname is Nie, and her mother said that she would leave a mark on her body, in case she was taken captive by bad people in the future, it would be good to have a recognizable mark, so when she was very young, she tattooed a homophonic "乜" character on her wrist.

So much so that some of her little fans call her a "god".

Since her mother's death, she has made her own decisions and changed her surname to Bai, which is her mother's surname.

In fact, this is how her mother Bai Qi played, like her mother, she was a rare outstanding female jockey, and her father said that her mother also played in second order in that race.

However, it was during that game that my mother had an accident.

Everyone said that the mother's death was due to some stimulus on the spot, which caused the horse to roll over on its back, and the protective gear was not worn properly, and the head hit the fence of the track to death.

Bai Xiao has followed her mother to participate in competitions since she was a child, she knows how important horse racing is to her mother, her mother's horse - Fenghua has always been very stable, not frightened and will not be irritated inexplicably, before each race, her mother will personally check the various conditions of the horse, she never wears protective gear casually, and her mother has always been a careful and cautious person.

She firmly believes that her mother's death must not be an accident.

When she was a child, her mother said that she hoped that Bai Xiao would one day be able to stand on the track of this international competition, so that she would be very proud.

Bai Xiao has been practicing so hard, not only to fulfill her mother's dream, this competition is internationally renowned, if she can stand on the champion seat and give a speech, suggesting that there is another reason for her mother's accident that year, I believe it will attract a lot of attention.

In this way, the truth of the year will have a chance to find out.

Mother, I won't let you down.

The two processes of horse walking and grandstand style have passed, Bai Xiao took a deep breath, and next, it's time to do his best.

"Let's get ready for the official competition, let's look forward to their performance!"

Bai Xiao clenched the reins, but her palms were sweating unconsciously, and her breathing became heavier and heavier, this was the first time she felt extremely nervous, which may not have a good sign, but there was nothing to stop her determination to win this match.

As soon as the opening gun rang out, Bai Xiao kicked hard and rode into the game with a little effort.

The competition was intense, and it quickly became white-hot, and the disparity began to grow, with her and another competitor leaving the others behind.

Just as the race was inseparable, she frowned as she looked at the road in front of her, and there was a series of obstacles in front of her.

Everyone began to boil.

That's the difference between victory and defeat! Now she's a little behind, and it seems that this is the chance God has given her.

Nie Ming was starting to get nervous in the middle of the seat, Xiao Xiao used to practice jumping obstacles very handy, I hope nothing will happen.

Above the track, there stood a boy in classical costume, who looked down at everything, squinted slightly when he saw the critical moment of the race, and strangely, no one could see him.