In the darkness, someone seemed to be sobbing.

Who is it? Who is crying?

She desperately tried to push away the darkness, and finally saw a child sobbing in the darkness.

That was a very beautiful child, with white and tender skin, jet black hair, and delicate facial features, just like her beloved doll when she was a child, especially those beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were strangely attractive.

This is... Xiao Mo? No, it's not Xiao Mo, it's A Jin. Is this A Jin when she was a child?

The old clothes Ajin was wearing were the same as the ones she had seen in his photo album before!

She ran forward desperately and hugged the little boy into her arms, "Don't cry, Ajin, don't cry!" She heard her own voice saying this, but the next moment, she heard that

The childish voice is saying

"It hurts! I hurt!"

pain?!

"Where do you feel pain?" She asked urgently, and then she saw a large area of ​​bright red seeping out from the fabric on his chest, and the area of ​​​​the bright red area continued to expand.

That's blood! He's bleeding!

She almost subconsciously stretched out her hand to press on his chest, hoping to stop the blood from seeping out so quickly, but in the blink of an eye, her hand was already dripping with blood.

Just when she was extremely anxious, the scene in front of her changed again. Ajin disappeared, and instead, her master and his wife were smiling kindly at her.

"Yiran, if you are busy with work, then leave your child with us and we will take care of Xiaojin for you."

Immediately afterwards, the scene changed to the wife holding soup and passing it to her who was sorting out the case information under the lamp, "Yiran, come and drink some soup. I have been simmering this soup for several hours. I am replenishing it!"

"Master, thank you!"

"You called me Master Mu, so why are you thanking me? Your Master and I have no children. To us, you and Xiaojin seem to have given us an extra daughter and granddaughter."

At that moment, she only felt that her master's eyes were so gentle.

Then, the scene changed again. She was ill and hospitalized. Although her legs were not good, her wife was hobbling around in the hospital, helping her carry water, helping her go to the bathroom, and cleaning up some dirt for her.

The teacher's wife said, "Just take good care of your health. I, an old woman like me, can still do such things as taking care of you. Just take good care of yourself and stay safe."

At that time, she had not yet recovered her memory and could not remember everything about her past, but she felt that her mistress was like her mother.

The scene continued to turn, but it turned into Master's wife lying weakly on a tattered bed, suffering from a high fever, talking nonsense, while Master was helpless to take care of her.

She desperately wanted to step forward and get closer to her master and master's wife, but there seemed to be an invisible wall that prevented her from getting closer.

"Master, Master... how are you? Master!" Ling Yiran shouted, suddenly he was startled and suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was darkness.

It's a dream... She was dreaming just now. She dreamed about Ajin when she was a child, and also dreamed about everything she had with her master.

And she finally dreamed of her master's wife lying on a tattered bed... maybe it was because of the report she saw in Gao Congming's hand during the day...
Chapter completed!