There are still only those four words: as if it were a world away. It was less than a few seconds to step through the door, but I felt like a century had passed. I had long lost my strength, and the first to react was Jiang Jun, who let out an angry cry and hugged his mother who was hanging on the well rope.

Jiang Jun immediately pressed his mother's chest and started first aid, but his mother had already lost her breath, and in the end, Jiang Jun still failed to save her. She was laid flat on the ground, her eyes quietly closed. Except for the strangled blood mark on her neck, she didn't look like she was struggling at all, and she seemed to tell me that she was walking peacefully. I haven't seen her for months, and there are more gray hairs on my mother's head.

The mother's face was pale, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened. Only now do I know that my mother has endured too much pain in her life. Mother's shoulders are not broad, and her body is not healthy, but it is such a delicate shoulder, such an old skin, that bears the pressure that I cannot measure.

My mother knows all about my father's past, but I am the only one who doesn't know. But I understand that my mother has not said anything about my father for many years, and she has her own reasons for lying to me. It is not difficult to tell the secret, but it is the most difficult and painful to hide the secret. I suddenly remembered how many nights my mother had been crying quietly in her room.

She didn't seem to want me to find out, but her sobs were out of her control. There was no one to talk to, no one to tell, everything melted into the mother's tears. Year after year, the family of three became two people, and then from two people, to me alone.

Perhaps Mother once thought that as long as she hid everything and carried all the pain silently by herself, she silently endured it, and we could live in peace. However, disasters and conspiracies continued, and everything shattered the mother's expectations. Living in peace is such an ordinary expectation, but everything is broken by the trouble that comes to the door.

I suddenly regretted that if I hadn't chosen to investigate in the first place, maybe many people would not have left, and would not have left this world. With trembling hands, I gently stroked my mother's face, which was not as smooth as it used to be, and her skin was rough.

The corners of my mother's eyes were still filled with tears. She seemed to be walking peacefully, but I knew how much pain a person would endure when he suffocated to death. These tears may simply come out because my mother's physiology can't bear the great pain, but in my opinion, there are too many things and emotions hidden in these tears.

Or perhaps, death is the best relief for mothers. She closed her eyes, and from then on, the emotional disputes in the world no longer had anything to do with her. For the dead, death is the end of suffering, but for the living, it is only the continuation of suffering, the beginning of despair.

My mother seemed to be asleep, and I remember several times when I went to my mother's room, and she was lying in bed and asleep. It's just that at that time, my mother was lying in our house, and I was able to wake her up, but at this moment, my mother was lying on the cold floor, and the temperature of her body was slowly becoming cold with the earth.

At this moment, I have no way to wake my mother up. I didn't shake my mother, I thought she would be able to walk quietly. Tears flowed like broken threads, and it was dark all around, and I could only see my mother, and in my eyes, there was only this woman who raised me from childhood to adulthood.

She is the most beautiful woman in the world.

I thought that one day, when I found out all the truth, I would take my mother with me and spend her old age in peace. Over the years, I have been busy with work, busy with investigations, and spending very little time with my mother. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to raise but does not wait, my heart is like being twisted by a knife.

The heart is like a knife, and that's it. Only those who really suffer know how painful and bitter the so-called pain is. I gently wiped away the tears that remained in the corners of my mother's eyes, this was the last time I wiped my mother's tears, and after that, I could not hear my mother laugh, I could not see my mother crying, and I could no longer hold her into my arms.

I don't want to think about the pain of my head exploding, but the scene of my mother's death all came to my mind like an old movie. It's all fake, it's all my imagination, but it's all so real. An upside-down wooden stool fell aside.

I saw my mother step on the stool and dig her head into the rope. The mother's clothes were complete, and she stepped on the wooden stool by herself. For five minutes, the mother hesitated, but eventually, she stepped on the wooden bench under her feet, and her feet were dangling. The mother did not struggle, and let that rope rob her of her air and her life.

Maybe my mother looked out the window before she died. My mother must have been waiting for me to get her away, but at the last moment before she died, she still didn't wait for me. Or perhaps, her mother was desperate and suffered all her life, and she finally decided to be selfish, so she didn't choose to struggle, closed her eyes, and everything in this world had nothing to do with her.

My mother closed her eyes, the picture disappeared, and the surroundings were calm again, and what I saw was this wooden house with no temperature and no sunlight. My mother didn't get to see me for the last time, and I knew that it would be a lifelong regret for me, and I would regret it until I died.

"You're relieved, I'll take the rest." I said this to my mother who was lying on the ground. I used all my strength to pick up my mother, my head was dizzy, my eyes were pitch black, Jiang Jun wanted to help me, but Shen Cheng pulled him back.

In the wooden house, there is a small bed with a futon on the bed. I stumbled to put my mother on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

"You're afraid of the cold, I'll pick you up from here soon."

I stood up, and at this moment, there was only one thought in my mind: kill Moyin and avenge my mother.

I pulled out my gun and strode outside, stopping at the doorway. I wiped the tears from my face, and glanced back at my mother, who was lying still, and once upon a time, I quietly left the room after she had fallen asleep.

I have engraved the image of my mother firmly in my mind.

The mountain breeze is blowing and the temperature plummets. The sky is as good as people are, people are as they like, the clear sky is cut, the sky is thundered, and in an instant, heavy rain pours. I ran after him in the direction that Mone had left. There was a voice in my heart telling me to be sensible, but I forcibly left it behind.

I don't want to be rational, I just want to avenge my mother.

In those five minutes of life and death, I didn't know what was going on. I only know that my mother's death is inseparable from Mo Yin. Even if my mother voluntarily hung the rope, she was forced by Moyin, she was tempted by her, no matter what means Moyin used, she had already violated my bottom line.

I suddenly understood, Mo Yin would suddenly appear here, I'm afraid it was also planned a long time ago, her purpose was just to let her mother die!

I can tolerate them doing it to me, but I can't tolerate them doing it to the people I love the most.

This time, these people made a dead hand, they took my mother, they didn't let me see her for the last time, they didn't let me say the last word, they took my mother's life. The rain was drenching my body, and I didn't know where I got the strength, but I kept running forward.

On the mountain, the people brought by Shen Cheng were still fighting fiercely with Liang Kuan's men, with gunfire and heavy rain, and there was no way to hide the smoke of the battle. Jiang Jun and Shen Cheng kept chasing me behind me, but I ran faster than them, Jiang Jun kept calling me, but I didn't stop.

At the critical moment, I took out my mobile phone, I dialed a call, when the phone was connected, I yelled into the receiver of the mobile phone: "Block the way back to the city, this mountain, can only go up, not down, I don't care how many people come, but I want them, none of them can get out of Nanshan!" ”

After yelling at this sentence hoarsely, I threw away my phone and continued to chase forward quickly.