Chapter 290

He chased to the door of the community and saw the shadow of the man and woman flash and disappear at the front corner. Catch the thief! He shouted and ran over, but after the corner, the two men disappeared again.

Cars come and go on the road, but there are not many pedestrians. He estimated that the two people didn't get in the car so quickly. They should have entered a shop on the roadside.

He went from shop to shop. It's late and many shops are closing, so it's not troublesome to find it. But he searched all the open shops and found no one.

Just when he was depressed, he turned and saw that two figures were crossing the road at the crossroads not far ahead. He scolded something in his mouth. His irritable heart was ignited at once. He was excited and rushed over at the speed of 100 meters.

But when he rushed to the intersection, the two had already crossed the road, and the green light jumped into a yellow light, which was about to turn red. He was so anxious that he rushed over without slowing down under his feet, regardless of whether it was dangerous or not. At this time, he had only one idea in his mind: catch them, catch the cat thief, get the cat back and get the money back.

The horn sounded wildly, like a clarion call.

He didn't see what car it was, so he was hit hard and flew away. Horn sound, impact sound and brake sound together form a beautiful movement.

In this movement, everything slows down. The car moves slowly, like a wheelchair for a stroke patient; People stop slowly, then turn slowly, cover their mouths slowly, and squeeze air out of their lungs. Therefore, many people's shrill cries were added to the movement.

He was flying in the air, but he didn't feel any pain except a moment of dizziness. His eyes can still see things, and even his eyes are better than before. The world revolved slowly before his eyes. He saw that the man and woman turned slowly like others. The man seemed to hold a cat in his arms. He even heard a cat cry.

But at this time, he could not worry about the cat. Because he knew he was dying.

The movement continued. He made two turns in the air and his body was straight, like a gymnast. It's a pity that he didn't fall on his feet like a gymnast, but fell straight across.

Everything is still so slow, except for the impact with the ground.

Boom! There was a loud noise, as if Mars had hit the earth. He felt that his body suddenly turned into soft dough, and some hot, salty and greasy things boiled in his body, like magma during volcanic eruption.

Then everything calmed down. The movement stopped, and the sound of cars, people and the wind... There was no sound, only some tinnitus, like autumn insects entering his ear canal.

He tried to open his eyes. In a fuzzy white light, he saw many fuzzy faces. Someone stretched out a finger to point at him, and someone was making a phone call with a mobile phone. The man and woman were among them and were laughing at him.

He saw people's faces fading away, like a lens pushed away bit by bit. After a while, there was nothing in front of him, only the vague white light.

Then he saw his mother.

The blind woman stood in the hazy halo and waved to him, "son, come."

He remembered that when he was very young, he had just learned to walk. His mother waved to him and encouraged him to move forward.

"Son, come on."

He struggled to get up, his body soft and his head dizzy. He felt that he had lost a lot of things, empty, as if he had lost his heart and liver, leaving only a skin bag.

"Son, come on."

The blind woman is still waving.

There was no road at foot. There was a vague world in front of the me. Except for my mother's hazy figure, there was only random flickering white light.

He walked with deep and shallow feet.

Son, come on.

He heard his mother's call and felt his body wrapped in a soft and warm place.

Son, come on.

His face hit his mother's warm and thick chest. A strange and familiar feeling came, and the inexplicable desire in my heart jumped like a rabbit caught by the ear. He unconsciously sipped with his mouth and sucked hard. A sweet, greasy, light and fishy liquid flowed into his mouth, wrapped his tongue, slid down his throat into his abdominal cavity and ran all over his body. Happiness comes like a summer storm.

Son, come on.

He stumbled over and saw his mother's young face with a smile. With a bowl of hot paste in her hand, mother scooped it into his mouth. He felt hot and cried out. The smile on Mother's face froze and immediately turned into pain, as if it was her. She carefully blows into the spoon and scolds herself. Oh, if she doesn't cry, it's her mother's fault. Baby doesn't cry. His mouth didn't feel hot, but his heart was hot.

Son, come on.

His mother took his hand and shuttled through the dazzling market, buying him brand-new clothes and the most beautiful schoolbag. He was very happy. Wearing new clothes and carrying a new book bag, he entered a strange campus. When he looked back and looked at the school gate, there were many mothers standing there, including his own mother. He clearly saw many patches on his mother's clothes.

Son, come on.

He returned from his studies far away. Mother waved on the platform, her lips moving gently. He heard his mother's call from a distance. He saw the white hair on his mother's head and the deepening wrinkles on his forehead.

Son, come on.

He ran forward with a black nose and a swollen face. Behind him was the chase of the casino loan sharks. The wind in front roared in a low voice. He saw his mother trembling in the wind. Mother knelt down, gave a large bag of change to the usurer and begged to let my son go. I'll pay back the money he owed.

Rain and wind, lightning and thunder. He saw his mother wearing a raincoat and picking up by the garbage dump. Every bottle and every piece of cardboard finally became money for him to squander.

Son, come on.

The light and shadow changed rapidly, and he followed his mother in a muddle headed way. It was like revisiting his whole life. When the front door of the hospital appeared, my mother stopped and looked back and said:

Son, I'll go first.

His tears burst out.

He rushed into the hospital's emergency room, where his mother could not be found. He rushed to the ICU ward again. The nurse stopped him from entering. He said to find his mother. The nurse checked the roster and said there was no such person.

He was crazy and looked all over the world. Finally, he saw his wife at the door of the ordinary ward.

"Where's mom?" he asked eagerly.

The wife said indifferently, "it's inside."

He asked, "didn't you send it to ICU? Why did you come here?"

The wife said, "I asked my friends who were doctors. They said it was almost the same whether they could enter the ICU or not. There was no need to spend the wronged money. If I hadn't had more eyes, you would have been fooled by the doctor..."

He held out his hand angrily and interrupted his wife with a slap. His wife stumbled to the ground, covered her painful face and looked at him strangely, but she didn't dare to speak again.

But without looking at his wife, he rushed into the ward.

The blind woman lay peacefully in bed and had stopped breathing.

"Mom -"

He let out a piercing cry.

The nurse was startled and said, "what are you doing? You're crazy!"

He looked up at the nurse and found himself sitting in the waiting chair at the door of the emergency room, with tears on his face and sleeves.

The nurse looked at him and asked if you were okay?

He shook his head and said it was all right.

The nurse took a list and said, "your mother woke up, but she hasn't passed the dangerous period. It's best to go to the ICU ward for observation. The cost is relatively expensive. Your family members will consider it by themselves..."

Before the nurse finished, he had grabbed the list: "I'll pay the money."