Chapter 183： Another secret (2/2)

I raised the window of the car.

My mother kept talking: ”When will we come back?”

”Will you come back during the Chinese New Year?”

There is still half a month before the Spring Festival, and today is Ye Wanqing's death day.

Ever since I grew up and left home, I tried to avoid it on this day of the year. My mother in the province saw me angry again.

Thinking about it this way, I haven't been with my mother on this day in ten years.

But this time, my mother was already sick.

”I have to incense my girl, stop, I have to incense her, and then buy some incense candles.”

My mother slapped the car door and kept shouting.

Hearing what my mother said, I asked her, ”Where is her grave?”

”In the suburbs, my Wan Qing is so pitiful. When I die, I use someone else's name.”

With that, she covered her face and began to cry.

I said to Qiao Liang, ”Do you know where Xia Xia's tomb was before?”

”I know, I will take you there.”

After Qiao Liang turned around, my mother's mood calmed down.

When passing by the flower shop, my mother clamored to get off.

I accompany her to get out of the car, and she said: ”She used to like these flowers. I always buy a little and give it to her.”

After that, she picked some flowers here, went on foot to buy incense candles nearby, and then returned to the car.

When I got to the place, my mother nodded, ”That's it.”

After that, she took the flower in her hand and found one of the tombs in the forest.

”This is my child.”

I looked at the photo of my friend's name on the tombstone, and I felt a little complicated.

Because it is engraved with Xia Xia, it is also a picture of my childhood.

But I know that the person below is actually another person.

My mother put down the painting in her hand, then squatted down to light the incense candle in her hand.

”Twenty years have passed, how are you doing?”

”Mom misses you, I really miss you.”

”Mom is always confused and her mind is out of control. I'm afraid one day I will completely forget you.”

Listening to my mother's words, I couldn't help but cry.

My mother was obviously awake at this time.

Maybe when I saw this tombstone, or when I thought that today was the real day of Ye Wanqing's death.

After my mother finished burning the joss stick, she stood up, her eyes clear.

She said to me, ”You are not Ye Wanqing, my real daughter is dead.”

”The photo above and the name are yours.”

”After my daughter died, when I was in grief, someone handed you over to me, and then came up with a way for me to stiff Li Daitao, and she told me that you won’t remember all of this. Ye Wanqing.”

When I heard this, my eyes widened.

I faintly feel that all this may actually have a hidden meaning.

Who took so much trouble to turn me into another person?

And that person is so sure that I won't remember anything.

”At that time, my daughter died and my husband cheated. I knew that if my daughter died, my husband would use this excuse to force me to divorce, so I simply agreed to this method.”

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