There was no one on the street. I ran with my child in the middle of the white road and stumbled to the lake. I ran to the lake and jumped off the lake shore. I kept repeating in my heart: Son, mother, take you back.
, Mom, take you back! This is not a place for us, mother and son, let us return to that peaceful world!
I fell down hard, and the child suddenly cried loudly in my arms. I hugged the child and lay on the cold lake and was stunned. The lake was frozen! When I came here for a walk a month ago, it was still here.
The blue waves were rippling, but now they have turned into a cold, hard lake.
I lay on my back on the lake, looking at the gray night sky, and my heart was shouting: God, didn't you sprinkle the sky with white and wait to express condolences for us? Why did you freeze the lake? Please!
Please, please crack a crack in the ice beneath me. We, mother and son, beg you!
The surface of the lake was bitingly cold, and the gusts of cold wind carrying snowflakes cut my face like knives. The child cried heartbreakingly, and the cry was just like the gusts of cold wind, and it was like knives.
Stab in my heart.
I turned over and sat up on the ice, exposing the child as hard as I could. I looked up at the dim night sky and suddenly understood that God meant that the child was not guilty, and everything was the fault of me, an unwed mother! Otherwise, why would it do anything?
The lake is as frozen as solid iron!
I stood up from the ice with the crying child in my arms: Yes, the children are not guilty, but their parents are guilty! What right do I have to deprive the child of his life? I staggered to the shore with the child in my arms.
Side, slowly walked towards the roadside.
The child is not guilty, the child is innocent! This sentence echoed in my head over and over again! The child is not guilty, then let the child get away from my guilty mother, let him find his own new life, and all sins will be eliminated
Let me, as a mother, take the responsibility!
The silent streets were covered with white falling snow, and the biting cold wind blew snow flakes in the air. The whole world was silent. I held my child and stumbled alone in the middle of the road in the snow.
A bus stop shelter stood alone on the roadside. I walked over in despair: "My child, this is it. There is no tile to cover the top of my mother's head. There is also a roof here to protect you from the wind and snow."
Here it is!
My child, my mother put you here, maybe some kind-hearted person will meet you! My child, don’t blame your mother, your mother took the first step! If you don’t meet the kind-hearted person, go to the underground to look for your mother, your mother is waiting there.
you!
With tears in my eyes, I raised my hand to sweep away the snow on the bench and slowly placed the child on the bench. The child suddenly cried loudly. I opened the blanket on the child's face and kissed the child hard.
With his face red from the cold, he covered his mouth with one hand, covered his chest and staggered away...
The child's cry echoed behind, like calling me back, and like a sharp knife digging into my broken heart bit by bit. My heart was bleeding!
I fell, falling under the curb on the side of the road. The scattered snowflakes slowly fell on me, and in the blink of an eye I became one with the earth...
The child's cries were intermittent. I lay helplessly in the snow, staring at the white world with my eyes wide open. There was no one around. Who will save my child? Who can show up to save my poor son?
Bar!
My heart was shouting over and over again! I was desperate. The dim street lights on both sides of the road reflected this cold world.
Just when I was desperate to get up again, two bright beams of light suddenly lit up at the end of the road. Hope ignited in my eyes. Come on, please save my child. Please save my child! I
I weakly raised my hand to Xiang, but my body was stiff and motionless. I opened my mouth to shout loudly, but no sound came out of my throat...
I watched helplessly as the car drove past me and passed the bus shelter. My heart went cold! Tears flowed from my eyes, and I screamed heartbreakingly in my heart: Come back, come back, come back and save me.
Save my child!
Suddenly, the child's cry became louder, as if he was shouting for a passing car. The son was also shouting, he was calling for help from a stranger!...
The car suddenly stopped after passing dozens of meters, and slowly backed up. A middle-aged man in a coat got out of the car, looked around, and walked quickly to the bus shelter. He bent down and picked up the child.
He held the child tightly in his arms, unbuttoned his coat and held the child tightly to his chest. The child cried intermittently...
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 biological son who was leaving. I didn’t know where the strength came from, and I sat up suddenly with my hands on the ground.
Looking at the cars going away and the children going away...
Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance, a figure running towards me. I vaguely heard someone calling my name. I slowly turned my head away and closed my eyes slowly.
She fell into the arms of the visitor with her eyes up.
When I woke up two days later, I found myself lying on a hospital bed. Sitting beside the bed was Rongrong's father, who looked haggard. I looked at him blankly, and in a daze I remembered that it was him who came running in the snow! Yes!
Rongrong's father saved me.
After I was discharged from the hospital, I followed him back to my original university, where he now teaches. He took me in, took care of me, and comforted my injured heart.
After I slowly calmed down, I realized that Rongrong's father had guessed on the phone that I was in Shanxi, and he ran over immediately. He searched all over the city and finally saved my life at the critical moment.
Afterwards, I picked up my books again and was admitted to the school as a graduate student. I also stayed in the school and stayed with Rongrong’s father...
A few years later, Rongrong's father 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
After writing this down, I no longer have any hatred in my heart. Everything is my own fault. Let it pass. If I meet my son again one day, I really hope he understands the bitterness of his mother’s life.
, miserable experience, don’t complain about my cruel mother!”
The diary ended here. Rongrong's tears soaked the pillow cover. She gently wiped away the tears that fell on the diary, slowly closed the diary, hugged the diary tightly to her chest and turned to look at it.
Outside the dark window: In the vast sea of people, can I really find this brother? Can I really fulfill my mother's last wish? Can God still allow this brother I have never met to take care of myself and my little sister?