sinovels Chapter 147 I really don't want to leave you just like that
Chapter 147 I really don't want to leave you just like that
23,
This is Yuewang Mountain!
What year and month is it now?
I looked at Zhang Wensheng, and he was also looking at me. Before I could ask, he nodded vigorously at me.
Now it is, that year and that month!
I feel like my hair is about to stand on end, it's really creepy!I exclaimed: "Then can we save my mother?"
Zhang Wensheng said: First, we have to find the place where the carriage fell off the cliff...
According to his prediction, we should arrive earlier, be able to climb the cliff, and directly set up roadblocks to prevent the carriage from falling off the cliff.But it took too long for him to regain consciousness after the time travel.
It's getting dark now, we haven't even followed the trail of people, and we just heard a little noise...
I couldn't even wait for Zhang Wensheng, and as soon as I lost my face, I ran towards the direction of the voice on the cliff.
I want to meet my mom!Although I haven't known or asked her name for so many years, although I can't remember her appearance at all, I want to see her!
She is my mother, maybe I can save my mother!
This river valley is not wide, but there are many forks and branches.There are many muddy paths covered with frost and snow in the river valley. I try my best to listen to the source of the sound, and follow their guidance to run into the side road.
Getting closer... the call sign from the cliff.But at the end of the valley closer to me, it was as silent as death.When I ran to the end of the side road and crossed an abrupt corner—after I turned around, what I saw in front of me really made me feel cold all over my body, as if someone had suddenly stuffed a handful of snow into my heart and lungs.
An uncovered carriage crashed to the ground, its wheels and axles were shattered, one wheel rolled beside it, and the other disappeared.
Its side wall is like a blooming lotus petal, completely exploded and shattered thoroughly.The things in the car were scattered on the frost, and they were basically rotten. Even things like soft pillows had been cracked, exposing the stuffing in the pillow core.
The shattered wall of the broken car did not completely fall down, temporarily blocking my sight and making it impossible to see anyone.
The plum red paper on the side wall of this carriage is vaguely a safety talisman... Only this detail is exactly the same as the memory residue left in my memory.
The carriage has fallen, and it must have been longer than I thought.Even if Zhang Wensheng can regain consciousness earlier, we may still not be able to catch up.
Zhang Wensheng was carrying the box, and he kept chasing me.After turning the same corner, he finally catches up and grabs me, dragging me staggering just in time.
Fortunately, he held me back.Because at this moment, the top of the carriage dragged by the vines finally broke off the dead branches, fell down, and fell to pieces right in front of my eyes and feet.
This brief interlude dragged my chaotic mood back to the human world. Panting for breath, I looked at Zhang Wensheng, and then at the steep cliff top with pine torches swaying vaguely.
Go and see... Zhang Wensheng let go of his five fingers that were tightly clenched on my arm. He persuaded me to go and see your mother.
Right in front of me, I hesitated, and looked up at him again.And his old Zhang raised his chin encouragingly: Even if it's too late, he still remembers her face...
I moved towards the shattered carriage, and at that moment I heard a groan.A woman's voice.
With a pair of bloody hands, a child with a bloody head was pushed out half of his body from the crack in the car wall.
The child was completely unconscious, his face was rubbed against the black mud and hoarfrost, and he showed no signs of waking up.
I strode over and shouted loudly: Brother Sheng, save people first!
When I reached out and pulled the motionless child, I realized that he was not just unconscious.His chest didn't heave, his nostrils didn't breathe.Touch the side of his neck, the warmth is still there, but there is no pulse.
He is dead.
I turned the little body around so that his face was facing me... After wiping the blood indiscriminately, I saw a dead, eight-year-old me lying flat.
I recognized him as me.
Even if I didn't want to scream, I actually screamed.
I screamed and let go of the "I".The head of the little "I" hit the frozen mud with a thud.
At this moment, a bloody hand sticking out from the carriage moved towards me feebly.A thin, gossamer-like voice pleaded to me: Save him... save my son... Shi Yue...
is her.
It's my mother.
I crawled over and grabbed the hand: Mom!
Zhang Wensheng didn't rush over to salvage the dying woman like I did. He also rushed over, but directly threw himself on the little "me", and began to check his trauma, heartbeat and mouth.
If he dies here, there will be no you!He growled at me.
I didn't quite understand what he was trying to say, and I was holding my mother's hand with both hands.Just tear off a piece of wood and I can see my mother's face.
Of course, it might not be a very beautiful face. Her hands were covered with blood, and her face might also be covered with blood.
Now my wedding dress for the big wedding day is stained with both my father's blood and my mother's blood.
I pressed her hand to my face, her hand was almost a dead man's hand, when I grabbed it, it was already so cold that I couldn't even feel a star's pulse.These hands are full of the smell of salty blood, but I can't bear to let them go... This is the first time I have touched my biological mother's hands after many years.
--Mother!
I called her and tried hard to dismantle the broken car wall.
--Mother!
A wooden thorn pierced my palm.It only hurts a bit and I don't really care about it...I just want to see my mom.
--Mother!
I finally saw her face.
My mother... at this moment her face is covered with blood, which is not dirty, but it is difficult to distinguish her face for a while.A sharp wooden blade pierced her abdomen, and the wound was bleeding, which had stained her winter coat and robe red, and I couldn't see their original color and style.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and even touching her heart and the side of her neck, she couldn't feel her heartbeat.
The request she sent to us just now was the last sentence she uttered with all her might.
I don't know if it's my fault that made us late... I don't know if Zhang Wensheng dragged me through the journey, is it wrong again...
I knelt beside her and tried to put my head on her heart.There was a hollow, faint echo in the depths of her chest, the last gasp of a person before death.
Mother!I called out to her, and tears welled up, leaving two tiny wet spots on her brocade robe.
She was dying, and I couldn't even do anything but stick to her body and hug her.
Suddenly, her hands, which were as cold as driftwood in the water, slowly lifted, wrapped around, and lightly rested on my shoulders.
Shi Yue... don't cry... Mom is...
She squeezed the last, echoing air out of her chest, trying to soothe me.
...she thought she was holding the dead eight-year-old me in her arms.
The young marshal has been really lucky recently. Fortunately, my stepmother is coming to an end, and this story is really coming to an end.