It's not a little shock.

Ning Xiang heard the results of Jinmo's investigation, and for a while, some broken clues seemed to be connected in her mind.

My mother had a lot of taboos, and occasionally there were things sent from Israel at home, such as dates, grape juice, and anointing oil. She remembers that since she was a child, she loved a balm called "The Light of Jerusalem" and used it to wipe her wrists.

When it was a little bigger, I heard that there were big brands of perfumes such as C and G.

"If nothing else, you give birth to a child, your mother will choose to naturalize." Jinmo thought of Qin Ming's other identity, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhang Yue is not ignorant, they pursue each other differently.

One is to pursue spiritual belonging, so they choose the holy place of Jerusalem, and people say, "If I forget you, O Jerusalem, I would rather my right hand forget the skill."

One is the pursuit of material abundance, so I will choose Los Angeles, the paradise on earth, which is also called the City of Angels (A).

geles means angel).

The world that Zhang Yue pursues is difficult for people to understand, and it is also extremely enthusiastic, presumably Qin Ming has had difficult moments with her. But Ning Xiang didn't know about Qin Ming yet.

Ning Xiang's expression slowly calmed down, if it weren't for her, her mother could have another life.

If she travels back to the past and persuades her mother to live her life, she just doesn't know if Qin Ningxiang will be born.

"I lied to you." Jinmo took out a stack of Zhang Yue's medical information from the bag handed over by Li Xiaowei behind him.

"Thank you, though you lied to me." Ning Xiang squatted on the edge of the tombstone, stroking the stone, it was very cold, but there seemed to be a trace of warmth.

She tried to generate a little bit of telepathy by touching the stone.

But no, she believed that Zhang Yue must be very happy in heaven.

"I'm sorry, but I don't regret lying to you." Jinmo kissed his fingertips lightly and clicked on Zhang Yue's name.

"This is the last time I'll see her." Jin Mo lowered his head and took a bouquet of flowers from the hands of the cemetery administrator, a huge white bouquet, he opened the bouquet, tore off the petals, and fell on the stele base of the tombstone one by one, one by one, as if it was clear snow, gradually covering the base.

There was no wind in the cemetery, it was quiet, only the birds chirping.

At this moment, the sun was obviously very hot, but Jinmo felt cold.

Ning Xiang secretly looked at Jinmo several times, but she couldn't speak.

"Let's go, this way." After Jinmo disposed of the bouquet, he turned around and walked back with Ning Xiang, and walked a little longer, until he reached the edge of a wordless monument, Jinmo raised his hand and sighed before opening his word, "Bye-bye, it's him." ”

When Jin Mo's cold eyes slid over Ning Xiang's face, she just felt a cold wind blow all around her, and this gust of wind made her realize that this tombstone belonged to Qin Ming.

It's her father.

She is the daughter of a murderer.

Even Liang Yuan said that she couldn't say Qin Ming's name, her voice rang out in her ears, "I know you didn't kill anyone, I used many methods to prove your guilt, and I didn't succeed, but I can't help but hate you." I tried not to think so, it didn't work. You have his blood in your veins, and you have his genes in you. His blood, genes, and even his last name were unbearable for me. When I see you, I think of my husband, I think of that murderer, and I want you to disappear and never appear in front of my eyes. ”

It's true that everyone has their own levels that they can't cross.

Mountains and obstacles that need to be flown over.

Ning Xiang stood in front of the tombstone, and there was nothing to say, "Actually, if you are alive, I still want to ask you some questions." But I'm glad I won't know your answer. Anyway, thank you for giving me life. ”

The time of hanging was shorter than expected, and Ning Xiang already wanted to leave.

When the slender woman in white turned around, Jin Mo took her hand, "Let's go, there are two more people." ”

"Two people?" Ning Xiang almost broke the sound.

How can there be so many? This......