ochen. They had been intimate and open with each other countless times.This woman still needs to be careful and keep things under wraps!Fu Mo Han reached out and threw aside the quilt covering Lin Jin...Lin Jinran knew she was a little jumpy, and her current situation required her to be careful about everything.

Her selfish hope was that Tianze wouldn't hold a grudge against her, and if they ever met again, she would definitely explain the reason to him.

Along the way, the trees are all ablaze with autumn colors. Yet, my heart feels uneasy. I can't help but imagine Tianze waking up, her little mouth pouted in grievance, her eyes misty with tears, accusing me of breaking my promise.

My chest felt like it was being squeezed tightly by a giant hand, the pain was unbearable.

She shook her head abruptly, couldn't think about it anymore, she just couldn't.

Even if she were blamed by Tianze, she couldn't be caught by those unidentified people!

She pressed down the overwhelming guilt in her heart, her gaze gradually hardening. She no longer looked back at what she left behind, and strode resolutely forward.

She still had a lot to do, and next she needed to investigate her mother's case. That was the most important thing to her right now.

I'm sorry, Tianze.

Fu Tianze had a dream, he dreamed that he lay in his mother's arms, and his mother was still singing lullabies to him.

Mom's embrace is very warm, and Mom's singing voice is very melodious.

He snuggled into her arms, inhaling her sweet scent, holding her tightly.

Suddenly, Mother's gentle voice sounded, gradually loosening her grip on his hand, "Tianze, Mommy is leaving."

"No, no." Tianze felt a pang of distress. His chubby little hand gripped his mother's clothes tightly, refusing to let go. He whined, "Don't leave, Mommy, don't leave."

"Baby, Mommy doesn't want to leave either, but you should be awake." The woman's boneless hand gently caressed Tianze's face, her smile tinged with guilt. "Next time you fall asleep, Mommy will come back to see you."

Saying that, Mom gently placed him in the bed from her embrace and carefully covered him with blankets, tucking in the edges.

A warm hand lingered, reluctant to leave his flushed little face. He straightened and turned towards the door.

A beam of light enveloped his mother's figure. Fu Tianze lifted the quilt and, barefoot, hopped off the small bed, stumbling towards that figure, "Mom, don't leave, don't leave."

The person walking ahead didn't stop even when she called out. The light gradually enveloped her, completely obscuring her mother from view.

The surroundings were empty, devoid of anything. Even the remaining warmth had turned into an icy chill.

Fu Tianze desperately shouted around, "Mom, Mom, Mom!"

"Tiānzé, wake up, Tiānzé, wake up." Another voice came, very familiar, very familiar, "Tiānzé, Tiānzé."

Fu Tianze's closed eyelids gradually opened, and the darkness around him was replaced by brightness. His blurry vision gradually became clearer.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, who was hugging him tightly and sobbing, "You little rascal, you scared me to death!"

After a while, she came to her senses. The familiar surroundings, this was at her uncle's house. The person holding her tightly was none other than Su Han, the sister he liked to tease.

Was he just dreaming

Fu Tianze frowned slightly, not paying any attention to what Su Han said, but was recalling his dream just now. He dreamed of his mother.

From a young age, he had never dreamed of his parents passing away.

This time, I even dreamed about Mom.

Could it be because of Sister Lin

By the way, he is back home, so where is Lin sistert. It wasn't that she didn't want to tell, but she didn't know herself.Then he shook his head and said, "I don't know who it is. This was given to me by Ji Yun Ting. I know he's a friend of Ji Yun Tin...