The edge of the skyline is white.

Su Min was awakened by the screaming in the living room, she rubbed her eyes, and exclaimed, "Mom, what's wrong with you?" ”

With a yawn, she glanced around and felt slimy, as if she had experienced a strong exercise last night.

There was a sudden loud "clang" sound at the door, which startled Su Min and woke up completely.

She widened her eyes and was about to complain, when she suddenly blinked incredibly.

"Mom, you seem to have fewer wrinkles on your face." Su Min said with some uncertainty.

"It's not just ......," Su Mu said in surprise, "Look. ”

She leaped slightly, and her right hand touched the roof.

Looking at her energetic mother, who seemed to be more than ten years younger overnight, Su Min's memories gradually connected.

She stretched out her right hand, feeling the changes in her body, and a smile overflowed her face.

"That's why it's worth more than 10 billion." Su Min's eyes flashed with an inexplicable brilliance.

……

Qiao Mu opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling overhead.

The side of him was already empty, and there was residual warmth on the quilt, obviously Tang Wei had not left for long.

Glancing at the phoenix-like mark on his arm, he looked away and rolled over to get up.

Tang Wei had already prepared breakfast, her spirit was much better than last night, and everything seemed to have never happened.

It's just that when she received Tang Dejiang's call, her expression was still a little unnatural.

"Don't think about it," Qiao Mu hugged her shoulders tightly, "Aunt Su may have some unavoidable hardships, but everything is in the past. ”

Tang Wei bowed her head slightly.

The two went downstairs and arrived in Tang Dejiang's exclusive car.

Tang Dejiang didn't say anything about Qiao Mu and his daughter coming out of the same apartment, in fact, he already knew and acquiesced to this relationship.

There was a rare hint of loneliness in his expression, and when he saw Qiao Mu, he just nodded, without even a perfunctory smile.

Qiao Mu could feel that Tang Dejiang's mood was very low.

He could understand that although the two were separated, Tang Dejiang had never given up on Su Su.

He may know some secrets about the other person and is confident that he will be able to see him again.

However, reality dealt him a hard blow, and the news of his wife's death completely shattered all his illusions.

The trio were taken to the airport and quickly boarded the plane.

After more than ten hours, I finally arrived in the United States.

This is the first time Qiao Mu has come to this strange country, but he is not particularly unfamiliar with everything around him.

Many of the planes he has experienced are dominated by the United States.

I don't know what concerns he was about this time, Tang Dejiang did not bring bodyguards.

They transferred to another plane, and it was not until late evening that the three of them arrived at their destination.

It is a small city in the eastern part of the United States, called Kanastya, named after the name of a World War II hero in the United States.

The city is small, the size of a county seat in western China, and the population of the city is even smaller.

The trio rode in a car and finally ended up under a dilapidated apartment building.

The building looks to have been built in the seventies and eighties of the last century, and much of the paint on the façade has peeled off, and there is a lot of funny graffiti on the low.

"She used to live here?" Tang Wei couldn't help frowning and asked.

Tang Dejiang glanced at the huge English letters on the apartment and nodded silently.

As the three of them walked into the apartment, a choking musty smell came.

Looking down the narrow corridor, Qiao Mu saw a man with a big shoulder and a round waist looking at this side with his bare back, holding a wine bottle in his hand.

A husband and wife are arguing, and the cacophony echoes in the hallway.

……

In this case, the three of them met with the apartment administrator.

This is a kind white old lady with a smile on her face, and while leading the three of them to the room where Tang's mother lived before her death, she told the three of them about each other's life before her death.

"Sue lived here more than twenty years ago, and it wasn't so dilapidated back then...... She has always been alone, if it weren't for the police looking through her belongings, I'm afraid I would still think that she has no relatives, how could I guess that she still has a husband and such a beautiful daughter......"

"Speaking of which, she's owed four months of rent."

With the sound of "click", the door opened, and the old lady's voice also turned suddenly, looking at Tang Dejiang.

Tang Dejiang didn't pay attention to the other party, but directly pushed the door in, looking at this house of less than ten square meters.

In addition to a bed, a small rear-projection TV, and a shabby desk, there was a low table with a stove.

Some of them here are rudimentary and narrow-minded.

Tang Wei looked at the other party where her mother had lived in the past, and her heart was more incredulous.

She had always thought that her mother had left them in search of a better life, but now it seems that she had been wrong from the beginning.

In that case, she would not have lived in a house that could be described as "shabby", and their villa here was simply incomparable.

Her gaze wandered to see the various pieces of paper taped to the wall.

Most of the paper is cut out of newspapers or magazines, but there are also some pictures and the like.

Tang Wei walked closer quickly, her eyes moved, and she saw the content above.

Almost every paper cut is related to her or her father, including an essay that she once published in the "Youth Monthly" when she was a child, and many photos she posted on the Internet, all of which were washed out and pasted on them, some of which were yellowed, and some of which looked brand new.

The last one was sixteen days ago, when the outside world caught the wind and caught the wind about her withdrawal from Tang's Pharmaceutical, which was accompanied by a photo of her attending a press conference.

Next to her photo, there is a line that is a little crooked, as if it took a lot of effort to write: "Weiwei has finally grown up, so I am relieved." ”

Qiao Mu stuffed a handful of dollars into the hand of the old lady who was the manager of the apartment, and looked at it with the same curiosity.

He had noticed that the apartment was almost isolated, there were no cameras inside, not even an internet connection, and it was no wonder that Lolita never found the other party.

"She hasn't been out in a long time?" Qiao Mu asked in a low voice.

The old lady got the money from Qiao Mu and had a very good attitude.

She nodded, "She used to work in a supermarket outside, but since the supermarket closed down the year before last, she hasn't worked anymore, only occasionally going out to buy some food or go to church to pray." ”

"She doesn't seem to be in good health, she often coughs violently in the middle of the night, sometimes she can cough up blood, and many neighbors complain, but she is an old resident, so I never drove her away......"

"I didn't hear her cough for three days, so I opened the door, but I didn't expect her to be dead inside...... It was the volunteers of the church who helped her with the funeral, and Bishop Cassadine was a good man......"

As she spoke, the old lady turned away from the topic, and Qiao Mu's understanding of these situations deepened.

From the other party, she didn't feel that she was lying.