I want to know why my mother died!

Xia Yan fell into a long silence. Just when Xia Luobing thought that he would not answer, an old voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Bing Bing, I'm sorry for your mother." Xia Yan suddenly seemed to be ten years old, his eyes filled with regret and guilt. "She is a good woman, I hurt her."

Xia Luobing did not interrupt Xia Yan. He sat by the side and listened quietly. From his intermittent memories, she slowly ...