When Wen Luohua saw Han Jianing's eyes, he felt a little strange.

"What's the matter? What are you looking at me for, silly boy

"It's OK, mom. I just think you're beautiful."

"You child, you know to say these words to please me." Wen Luohua smiles. Han Jianing always has a sweet mouth and likes to say these words. It's not the first time that Wen Luohua hears these words. He still feels happy every time.

"It's true, mom." Han Jianing can drink soup one mouthful at a time, but she is very melancholy. She is very worried. "Mom, you are really the best mother. Your soup is really good to drink. I want to drink it all my life."

"Well, as long as you like, my mother will often cook soup for you." Wen Luohua didn't know why han Jianing suddenly said these words today. He thought it was abnormal.

"Thank you, mom. Mom, why are you so beautiful, but I don't look like you at all? "

Han Jianing is uneasy. To say this is just a trial. When he was young, someone said that he was not very similar to his parents, but he never took it into consideration. It was not clear that inheritance was such a thing, and not every child would be so like his parents.

"Ah." The smile on Wen Luohua's face froze for a moment, and he said, "what's so strange about this? There are many such things. I don't think so. Your temperament is very similar to your father's, isn't it?"

"Well." Han Jianing didn't say anything, but his uneasiness was like a whirlpool, expanding infinitely. Some things he didn't want to believe, but sometimes, the truth was like a step away from himself.

"What's the matter with you?" Wen Luohua noticed that Han Jianing's face didn't look right, so he asked some worried questions.

"A little tired." Han Jianing is chatting with a smile, but he dare not say something in his heart.

"Then go and have a rest early." Wen Luohua looked at him heartily, "don't put too much pressure on yourself. Although your father won't praise you in front of you, he often tells me in private that you are excellent and many things have been done well. I know you are progressive and want to do better. However, my mother also loves you. You must pay attention to your body, you know? "

"Well. Mom, how about going to LAN's today

"It's very good. Zhenzhen and Shao Chen are very affectionate, and the LAN family is also very good." Wen Luohua's face with a happy smile, it seems that even the eyebrows and eyes have become a lot softer.

"What do you think of Jane shaoshen?"

"It's a good child. It's cold and hot." Wen Luohua's eyes were warm, looking at Han Jianing, he did not know what she was saying, only felt his ears were buzzing.

"Mom, I'm tired. I'm going back to sleep."

Han Jianing didn't listen any more. He could see that when Wen Luohua talked about Jian shaoshen, his eyes were very gentle. Therefore, is Jian Shaochen his own son? Is it true?

He went back to his room without knowing what he had done. He just felt that the sky was spinning. He was washing under the shower head, trying to calm himself down. But he didn't know why. No matter how he washed it, his heart was always covered by those inexplicable emotions. He saw the ragged woman hysterical in front of him Inside the roar, told him, she is his own mother.

"Impossible." Han Jianing lies back on the bed, covers her face with a pillow, and wants to rest.

However, this night, Han Jianing was very restless. In his sleep, he drove his car and wanted to go home. Behind him was the woman who kept chasing after him, shouting and saying, "I'm your mother. Wait a minute, Han Jianing.".

"Han Jianing, don't run away. I am your own mother. You are not a young master of Han family. You are my son."

Han Jianing doesn't want to pay attention to the man, but the man keeps on chasing him. No matter how hard he can't get rid of him. He wants to go home quickly. Mingming's family is in front of him. It's only one step away. But why has he walked so long and still can't get there?

He became more and more impatient, but the car stopped at this time.

"Hateful, hateful. Why can't you move? Why can't you? Go, go. "

Han Jianing beat the steering wheel in front of him, ran down from the car, ran forward desperately, and finally entered the house. He went home. He went home. He was relieved. But the next second, he saw his mother.

"Mom."

Han Jianing ran to Wen Luohua, but when he came to Wen Luohua, his appearance changed, and he became the ragged woman, opening her mouth and smiling at her: "child, I am your mother. Are you back?"

"No, no, you are not my mother. Where's my mom? Where is she? Who are you? What do you really want to do? If you want money, I'll give it to you. I'll give you as much as you want. "

Han Jianing hysterically said, he kept back, it seems that only in this way can he find his original life, get rid of this woman."Ma, Ma, where are you?" Han Jianing wants to find Wen Luohua. After walking for a long time, he finally sees Wen Luohua. He wants to run over, but he sees Jian shaoshen, who is standing beside Wen Luohua, and his brother and father. They are all four people standing together. He is the only one who is an outsider.

"Mom?" Han Jianing was afraid to go forward.

"Child?" Wen Luohua turned to look at Han Jianing, "I'm sorry, I lied to you, you are not my son at all, that is your mother, you should go back, I have found my own child now."

"No, Ma, don't be kidding, will you? This joke is not funny at all Han Jianing collapsed.

"Go back. Go back. " Wen Luohua pushes Han Jianing fiercely. Han Jianing does not stand firm and falls into the arms of that ragged woman.

"Come back with me, go back with me. Jiangning, Jiangning, this is your destiny. " The woman laughed and hugged Han Jianing tightly, as if to drag him to hell.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Han Jianing cried out, but the front of Wen Luohua and Hanluo river became more and more blurred, and finally disappeared in front of him, and he thus fell into the endless abyss, doomed.