Apocalypse Rebirth: Commander, Don’t Move!

The Death of Bai Ling's Mother

Waking up in the middle of the night, little Bai Ling didn't see her gentle mother.
Hearing screams and familiar groans outside, she opened the curtains tremblingly, climbed to the window, under the moonlight, saw with her own eyes a man holding her mother's neck on the bridge not far from their house.
He lifted her up the river.

When she desperately ran over, what she saw was under the bleak moonlight, the mother lying on the shallow river with bloody head, pale complexion and distorted body.

No matter how much she screamed, her mother could no longer hear her voice, nor would she smile gently at her, let alone talk to her.

The next day, before the mother's body was buried, someone unceremoniously came to take away their house.
This person is their biological father, who once hugged them with a smile, told them stories, said he loved them, bought them delicious and fun things, and spoiled them to heaven!

Hehehe, that face has never been cold to them, and he has never even glanced at her mother's body.

She and her mother hoped for the stars and the moon and waited for him to come home.
After waiting for a year, they got this ending.

And after that? Bai Ling's memory was a little fuzzy.

The only thing she remembers is that she hugged her mother's urn for some reason, walked away from her grandmother's house all night and returned to the original home, saw this man, and she asked him, “Did you kill mother?”

Sentence and repetition, even if the man who once doted on the two sisters pinched her delicate neck, she still asked for the answer she wanted to know.

He finally got angry and said, “Yes, I don't want to live an ordinary life.
Now that I have an opportunity in front of me, your mother is in my way.
I can only kill her.
So, get out of here, and don't let me see you in the future.
Don't come to me and block my way of making money.”

At that time, Bai Ling was just over five years old, pushed by this furious man, and hit the chair where he used to teach her to play the piano, with a splitting headache.

She didn't know how she got back, but she just heard from her grandmother that she was picked up from the hospital.

From then on, mother, father, and the once warm home always appeared in dreams, but the next second was a bloody scene, mother's death, and father's ferocious devil-like face.

“Hoo hoo hoo hoo…” With a thud, the box in Bai Ling's hand fell down, but Bai Ling, who was panting heavily, pressed her forehead tightly, because she could still see her thick hair when she lowered her head.
There was a crystal clear teardrop on her eyelashes.

Finally, she slowly closed her eyes.
This will always be a nightmare for her.
How can she forget the shadow of her childhood?

After a long time, she finally calmed down, opened her eyes, looked at the box on the ground, squatted down, picked it up.
The moment she took out the ring, Bai Ling's expression was in a daze again, and the moment her expression recovered, Bai Ling Ling searched the box up and down, and finally saw a small piece of cloth under the ring.
Because it was very thin, it was half the size of an A4 paper when spread out.

There are words on it, which are written with a pen.

“Ling'er? You still found it.
I don't know how old you are now, are you married and have children? Ling'er, you probably already know the origin of this ring!”

It is estimated that in the eyes of Bai Ling's mother, if she was able to find this thing specifically, one must know its usefulness.
Who would have thought that Bai Ling picked it up by accident.