Panther Commando

There was no one on the street, I ran in the middle of the white road with my child in my arms, and stumbled to the lake. I ran to the edge of the lake and jumped off the shore, and I kept repeating in my heart: Son, mother take you back, mother take you back! This is not where our mother and son stay, let's go back to that peaceful world!

I fell heavily, and the child suddenly cried loudly in my arms. I was stunned on the cold lake with my child in my arms. The lake is frozen! When I came here for a walk a month ago, it was still rippling with blue waves, but now it has become a cold and hard lake.

I was lying on my back on the lake, looking at the gray night sky, my heart was crying: God, didn't you sprinkle the white sky and wait for our condolences? Why are you freezing the lake? I beg you, please crack the ice under me, please, we mother and son beg you!

The lake was icy cold, and gusts of wind and snowflakes cut my face like knives. The child cried bitterly. The cry was like the gusts of cold wind, and it stabbed in my heart like a knife.

I rolled over and sat up on the ice, exposing the child with all my strength. I looked up at the dim night sky and suddenly realized that God meant that the child was innocent, and everything was the fault of my unmarried mother! Otherwise, why would it freeze the surface of the lake as strong as a block of iron!

I stood up from the ice holding the crying child: Yes, children are not guilty, but their parents are guilty! What right do I have to deprive the child of his life! I staggered onto the shore with the child in my arms and walked slowly to the side of the road.

The child is innocent, the child is innocent! The words echoed over and over in my head! If the child is innocent, then let the child escape from my sinful mother, let him find his own new life, and let me, the mother, bear all the sins!

The silent street was covered with white falling snow, the cold wind swept the snow flakes in the air, and the whole world was silent.

The bus shelter of a bus station stands alone on the roadside, I walked over in despair: child, here it is, there is no tile on the top of mother's head, and there is a roof here to shield you from the wind and snow, Just here!

Child, mother put you here, maybe some kind person will touch you! Children, don't blame mom, mom go first! If you don't meet a kind person, go underground to find your mother, she is waiting for you there!

With tears in my eyes, I raised my hand to sweep the snow off the bench and slowly put the child on the bench. The child suddenly let out a loud cry, I opened the blanket wrapped around the child's face, kissed the child's red face from the cold, covered his mouth with one hand, and staggered to the distance with one hand over his chest. go……

The cry of the child echoed in the back, as if calling me back, and as if a sharp blade was gouging out my broken heart bit by bit, my heart is bleeding!

I fell, I fell under the curb on the side of the road, the scattered snowflakes slowly fell on me, and in a blink of an eye, I became one with the earth...

The child's cries were intermittent, I lay helplessly in the snow, staring blankly at the white world with wide eyes, there was no one around, who would save my child? Who can show up and save my poor son!

My heart is crying over and over again! I was desperate, the dim street lights on both sides of the road reflected this icy world.

Just when I was desperate to get up again, two bright beams of light suddenly lit up at the end of the road, and hope ignited in my eyes, come here, save my child, my child for a long time! I weakly raised my hand, but my body was stiff and motionless. I opened my mouth to shout, but there was no sound in my throat anymore...

I watched helplessly as the car passed me and passed the bus shelter, my heart froze! Tears flowed from my eyes, and my heart was screaming: Come back, come back, come back and save my child!

Suddenly, the child's cries grew louder, as if shouting for a passing car. The son is also screaming, he is calling for help from strangers! ...

The car stopped abruptly after driving dozens of meters away, and slowly backed up. A middle-aged man in a coat got out of the car and looked around. He walked quickly to the bus shelter. He bent down and picked up the child. He hugged the child tightly in his arms, unbuttoned the coat and held the child tightly to his chest, the child's cry was intermittent...

My tears condensed on my face, the child was saved, a kind person saved my child!

I lay on the ground and watched the car slowly leave. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart. It was my own son who was leaving. I didn't know where the strength came from, and I sat up with both hands. Looking at the car that goes away, the child that goes away...

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance, a figure was running towards me, I heard a person calling my name in a trance, I slowly turned my head and turned my face away, and slowly closed my eyes. The upper eyes fell into the arms of the person who came.

Two days later, when I woke up, I found myself lying on a hospital bed with a haggard-faced Dad Rongrong sitting beside the bed. I looked at him blankly, and in a trance I remembered that he was the one who came running in the snow! It was Rongrong's father who saved me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After I was discharged from the hospital, I followed him back to my original university. He is now teaching at the school. He took me in, took care of me, and comforted my wounded heart.

After I calmed down slowly, I realized that Rong Rong's father guessed that I was in Shanxi on the phone, and he came immediately. He searched all over the city, and finally saved my life at a critical moment. After the incident, I picked up the book again, was admitted to the school's graduate school, and stayed at the school and with Rong Rong's father...

A few years later, Dad Rong Rong and I got married. Today is the day before the wedding. I sat quietly in my dormitory and wrote this diary. I don't want anyone to see this diary, I just want to Recording this, I have no hatred in my heart. Everything is my own fault. Let everything pass. If I can meet my son one day, I really hope he understands my mother's bitter and tragic experience, and don't complain about my cruel mother! "

This is the end of the diary. Rongrong's tears soaked the pillow towel, she gently wiped the tears that fell on the diary, slowly closed the diary, hugged the diary tightly to her chest and turned her head to look out the dark window: In the sea, can I really find this brother? Can you really fulfill your mother's last wish? Can God allow this brother who has never met to take care of himself and his younger sister?