"Mom, I’m here. I am Chenxing. Do you rember ?"
Chenxing slowly moved closer, trying hard to think of how to persuade her, but her mind was blank. She really didn’t know how to talk to her mother. For so many months, her mother had been like this, no matter how much she tried. Her mother was always lost in a daze, sotis giving a little surprise, but just a little. The doctor said her mother had a heart illness. She thought that accompanying her mother every day would cure her, but it was actually not that simple.
She was still the sa as always!
Tears unknowingly rolled down her cheeks. She felt so sorry for her mother and truly ached for her. This woman, whom she had no mories of in her mind, had beco like this because she lost her daughter and her family had faced huge changes. How could she ever recognize her and know that she was indeed her daughter?
"Mom, I am Chenxing. I am Chenxing. I am your Little Xing Xing. The one in your arms is your grandson, not your daughter..."
Wang Fengtong didn’t listen, focusing only on calming Little Sheng Sheng in her arms.
Chenxing took another step closer, and everyone quietly watched the two of them. She took another step, and another, moving five steps closer in total. Suddenly, Wang Fengtong scread, standing up and retreating in panic: "Don’t co near, don’t hurt my child, don’t co over, don’t!!!!"
"Mom, don’t get excited. I am Chenxing, your Little Xing Xing. I won’t hurt the child, Mom. I am your child. The one you are holding is my child, your grandson. Look closely, he’s a boy, not a girl, just see for yourself."
"Your child?"
Chenxing tightly held her own hands: "Yes, it’s my child. Check for yourself, he’s a boy."
Wang Fengtong seed to understand and uncovered the swaddling clothes. At that mont, she suddenly scread excitedly: "Boy, it’s a boy, not my child. Where is my child? My child..."
She said this as she leaned against the bridge and lifted the child high, almost making Chenxing scream out loud: "Mom, I am your child. I am. Put the child down, put him down..."
She actually, actually lifted the child high up as if to throw him into Jiangxin Island.
Not just Chenxing, even Gu Shaocheng, who had been watching steadily from behind, felt his eyes fill with blood as he gave Crimson Shadow a signal. His breathing nearly halted.
But Wang Fengtong was completely unaware. She only knew that was not her child, not her Little Xing Xing. At that mont, she even felt that what she was holding wasn’t a child at all, so she was eager to throw it away. The usually quiet Little Sheng Sheng opened his eyes at that mont, blissfully unaware of how much danger he was in, his round eyes gazing up at the sky, and then he suddenly felt his body emptying, like a parabolic curve.
"Ah........." Wang Fengtong scread!
"No........." Chenxing shouted!
"Wah wah wah........." The Little Zun Zun in Gu Shaocheng’s arms cried in sync!
"Bang........." Crimson Shadow released the safety on the gun!
All the sounds erupted together, followed by Gu Shaocheng’s loud shout: "Chenxing, don’t!!!!"
But it was already too late. In the next second, Chenxing climbed onto the bridge pier; the people a hundred ters away had no way to stop her. Two small splashes followed, plop, plop, first Little Sheng Sheng, then Chenxing.
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