I missed seeing my mother Mia for the last time.

Mia suffered from depression and committed suicide by jumping off the building on the day I returned home.

I knelt in the morgue and cried my heart out, but my father Oliver Collins couldn't wait any longer and married his first love, Kathy Morgan.

Kathy was very kind to me in front of Oliver, but she was mean and harsh to me behind his back.

It wasn't until one day when I overheard their conversation that I realized Mia's death was not an accident.

I rushed over with red eyes, but Oliver pushed me to protect Kathy, causing me to fall off the stairs.

After rebirth, I vowed to protect Mia and make Oliver and Kathy pay the price.

***

I took a flight for more than ten hours and finally arrived home at midnight before Mia's birthday.

But just as I was pulling my suitcase downstairs of my house, I saw someone fall from the building onto the open space in front of me.

The person fell on his back with a loud thud.

Her eyes stared at the sky empty, blood was oozing from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and her expression was indifferent.

Large amounts of blood slowly flowed out from under her body, soaking her white dress.

My mind went blank and the whole world seemed to be emitting a deafening blind sound.

My legs went limp, and I knelt on the ground, shouting with trembling lips, "Mom?"

People were screaming around me, some were calling the ambulance, and some were asking me something.

But I couldn't hear anything. All I saw was Mia's dead body, with twisted limbs and covered in blood.

Medical workers put Mia on a stretcher and carried her into an ambulance. I subconsciously followed them.

"That's my mother..."

I followed them into the ambulance, my body frozen as I watched them put an oxygen mask on Mia. The machine that was testing her vital signs kept making a distracting beeping sound.

When we arrived at the hospital, Mia was pushed into the emergency room and I was kept outside.

There were a lot of people coming and going, and it was very noisy, but I couldn't hear or see anything at all.

I just stared at the ER light.

Time slowly passed, and finally, the lights went out and the doctor came out.

I rushed over and asked, "How is my mother?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "We have done our best."

I didn't know how I ended up in the morgue. The incandescent lights were shining brightly inside, but I felt cold all over.

Mia was lying there, the blood had been cleaned up, her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was asleep.

"Mom, I'm back..."

I couldn't stop shivering and felt the coldness in my bones.

"Mom, did you hear me?"

Even my teeth were chattering.

Mia lay there quietly

I stood there for a while, staring at her blankly, and finally, my legs went weak and I knelt beside her body, crying loudly.

When it was just getting light, the people from the funeral home took Mia away.

I followed in silence.

Mia, who would gently touch my head and speak sweetly to me in my memory, was sent to the incinerator.

An hour later, she turned into ash and was placed in a small pottery jar.

I held the urn in my hands, looking dazed.

My cell phone rang. It was Oliver calling.

After I answered the phone, I heard Oliver's joyful voice.

"Hey, Tina, today me and Kathy are getting married. We will hold a banquet at the Verdant Hotel. Come directly after you get off the plane."

I hung up on him straight away.

I slowly curled up my body and held Mia in my arms.

"Mom, why didn't you wait for me..."

I returned home holding Mia's urn, only to find that all of Mia's things were gone.

Oliver had no feelings for Mia a long time ago, and he had been having an affair with Kathy for many years.

But Mia still refused to divorce for my sake and slept in a separate room from Oliver.

But when I pushed the door open and went into her room, I found it was empty.

I rushed over like crazy and searched the drawers, closets, and under the bed, but the room was as clean as if no one had ever lived there.

Just then, I heard the door open.

I stormed out and yelled to Oliver, "Where are the things in my mom's room?"

Oliver smiled when he saw me and said, "Tina, you're back, why didn't you attend the banquet?"

I was shaking all over and clenched my fists tightly, saying, "Where is everything in my mom's room?"

Oliver frowned and said, "Tina, watch out your tone. Your mother's things are useless left there. I asked someone to clean it up."

At this time, a gentle voice came from behind him, "Don't be mad at the child. Today is our wedding day. Be happy."

I looked coldly at Kathy who walked out from behind Oliver, wearing a bright red dress and with bright red lips.

Oliver quickly grabbed her hand and smiled happily, saying, "Kathy, this is my daughter Tina, who just came back after studying abroad."

Kathy smiled at me and said, "Hello, Tina, I'm Kathy White, you can call me Kathy."

I stood there motionless and without making a sound.

Oliver was very dissatisfied and said, "Tina, why are you so rude? Don't you even know how to greet people?"

I turned around and went back to my room, slamming the door loudly.

Outside the door, Kathy still was comforting him faintly, "Don't bother with a child..."

I lay on the bed, closed my eyes, and tears rolled down my cheeks.

I locked myself in my room for the next few days

I searched the whole room and finally found a photo of Mia and me from a book.

I stroked Mia's face in the photo, my vision blurry.

These few days I feel like I had shed all the tears I would have cried in my lifetime.

Oliver was very angry about my resistance, and at first, he even banged on my door.

After he got tired of knocking on my door, he started cursing.

And Kathy would gently persuade him.

In the end, he got tired of scolding me and just ignored me completely.

I stayed in the room, holding the urn in my arms, talking to Mia in a constant stream.

I said whatever came to my mind.

I didn't feel hungry or thirsty.

When I was tired, I slept with the urn in my arms. In my dreams, I saw Mia when she was young, and her smile was so gentle.

I was about to chase after her when I woke up from my dream. The room was pitch black and there was only a cold urn in my arms.

I spent several days in a daze, and suddenly I heard Mia's voice coming from outside the door.

I stood up in a trance, opened the door, and walked out.

The sound disappeared.

I walked forward slowly and saw Oliver and Kathy standing at the second-floor stairs chatting.

Oliver sounded proud, "I told you this thing is useful, and that guy didn't lie to me."

Kathy said in a tender voice, "You're wise. I thought I would have to wait a few more years before marrying you."

Oliver hugged her tenderly and said, "Silly girl. If it weren't for Mia, why would I marry you until now? Mia can only blame for her bad luck and depression."

Kathy giggled and said, "Mia would never have thought that her phone was hacked. Seeing those negative news every day, it would be strange if she didn't commit suicide."

I was trembling all over and my hands and feet were cold. It turned out that Mia did not commit suicide, but was forced to death by them.

She couldn't even wait to see me.

My eyes were red, I picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and rushed towards them. I said, "You all have to pay for my mother's life!"

Kathy shrank back in panic, screaming, "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Oliver immediately protected Kathy behind him and yelled at me, "Tina! Put down the knife!"

I swung the knife at Kathy. She hid behind Oliver with a pale face, trembling.

"Tina, you are as crazy as your mother!"

Oliver yelled and reached out to push me hard. I lost my balance and fell straight off the stairs.

I fell from the second floor to the first floor, and with a clang, the knife in my hand fell.

My throat made a gurgling sound as if it was squeezed, and I vomited a large mouthful of blood. The back of my head hurt so much that I reached out and touched it, and my hands were covered in blood.

At that moment, I was thinking of Mia.

I wondered if she felt much more pain than I did when she jumped from the sixth floor.

In my last moment of being sober, I saw Oliver and Kathy rushing down, looking at me with panicked faces.

I raised my bloody hands toward them.

The next moment, I saw them pick up the knife I dropped on the ground and stab it into my heart.

I was woken up by the sound of an alarm.

I subconsciously picked up my phone and saw that it reminded me that I should board the plane in half an hour.

I sat up in confusion and found myself in the departure lounge.

The radio station was announcing boarding information, and people were waiting to board the plane all around.

Was I reborn?

I looked at the date on my phone in disbelief and finally became convinced that this was true.

I dialed Mia's number with shaking hands.

The waiting time was so long that it made me anxious.

"Hey, Tina."

My tears fell in an instant.

I couldn't stop crying.

"Tina, what's wrong with you? Did someone bully you?"

On the phone, Mia's voice was very gentle, and she was still alive.

I cried and said to her, "It's nothing, I just missed you so much."

"Silly girl. Aren't you going to be back today? I am waiting for you at home."

On the phone, Mia comforted me softly.

I suddenly remembered the conversation between Oliver and Kathy that I heard before my rebirth, and my heart tightened.

"Mom, what I'm going to say next is very important. You must trust me and do as I say."

Mia responded softly.

"Mom, please turn off your phone before I am back. I'll give you a new one when I get back."

After hearing what I said, Mia was a little puzzled and said, "My phone was bought only a year ago and it's still in good condition. Why waste money on it?"

I said coquettishly, "It's your birthday, isn't it? This is the birthday present I bought for you, you must use it."

Mia had always loved me, so she agreed with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, I prayed silently in my heart, hoping that Mia would be safe before I went back.

When I thought of Oliver and Kathy, I could hardly suppress the anger in my heart.

Not only did he kill Mia, but he also stabbed a knife into my heart. I must avenge this!

After getting off the plane, I bought a new phone at a nearby store.

It was the same model and color as the one Mia was using now.

I returned home and subconsciously glanced at that space. It seemed as if I could still see the bloodstains spreading.

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down.

It didn't matter. Since God had given me a new life, I must protect Mia.

When I entered home, Mia came over to me with a smile, touched my face, and said with concern that I had lost weight.

Looking at Mia's gentle smile, I couldn't help but have red eyes. I took two steps forward and hugged her tightly.

She was smiling warmly and alive.

"You have grown up, but you still act like a child in front of me."

Mia said with a smile, patting me on the back.

"Mom, where's your phone? I'll change the phone card into your new phone."

Mia handed me the old phone and went to cook in the kitchen.

I immediately put the phone card into the new phone and secretly put the old phone away.

Oliver didn't come home that night but called to say he was working overtime at the company.

I sneered. It was obvious that he was hanging out with Kathy.

After dinner, I took Mia's old phone to my friend and asked him, "Can you help me check what virus has been installed on this phone?"

The other party took the old phone from my hand, connected it to the computer, and then started typing on the keyboard.

After a while, he cursed, "Damn, the person who installed this is really wicked."

I leaned over and asked, "How is it? Have you found out?"

He pointed at the code on the screen and said, "I found it. It's a modified Trojan virus that can manually control the news it receives. That means, it can control what you see. I restored the previously deleted records. They are all very suggestive and negative messages. One with fragile psychology will collapse if he reads this type of news too often."

I was shocked and said, "What if that person has already been suffering from depression?"

My friend hissed and said, "It's very likely that he will trigger a depression attack. This method is too ruthless. It kills people without being noticed."

I asked him, "Can you modify this? It's useful to me."

I had a smile on my face, but my eyes were cold.