Chi Guang

Chapter 130 One cavity alone brave, nowhere in sight

suicide.

Cut wrist.

Xu Chichuan.

This is a word that should not be associated in a lifetime.

A beam of light fell on the top of his head, making Shen Sijing dizzy and dizzy. He raised his head and touched it. The blood splashed on his face was not dry yet, and there were lingering blood in his fingers.

The blood red left is still slippery and sticky.The sign of "in operation" outside the iron gate is dazzling and eye-catching. After staring at it for a long time, he lowered his head again,

Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her tears wet her clothes drop by drop, smearing a deep red.

The crying ranged from whimpering to sobbing to heart-piercing, and the empty hall resounded with the most painful sorrow of a mother.

The phrase "Mom, save me" echoed in her ears for a long time, like lead being poured into her throat, burning her heart, and then gouging her to pieces, just like, just like...

It was she who killed her own child.

"You forced him."

A voice came from behind coldly, she turned her head, a tall boy stood behind her, condescending, her eyes were full of strong hatred.

Zhou Xiao crossed his arms and watched the expression on the woman's face with cold eyes. Although he knew that Xu Chichuan was ready to go all out from the moment he agreed to help, he never expected such a tragic and decisive determination.

"Do you know, that knife, he cut towards the artery?"

"Do you have to force him to death before you will be satisfied?"

Shen Sijing shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face as if she couldn't bear such questioning: "No..."

That was her child, if something happened to Xu Chichuan, she wouldn't have to live anymore, those sharp-tongued truths seemed so insignificant in the face of life and death.

A few muffled thunders sounded from the sky, and the dark clouds in the distance gradually gathered into a group, brewing a storm that was about to rain. Facing the woman's

Regretful, Zhou Xiao looked extraordinarily indifferent: "If you don't want him to die, don't push him too hard."

"That's your son, not your puppet and enemy."

There was a loud thunder, and dense raindrops suddenly fell from the sky, soaking the ground instantly. Shen Sijing looked out the window, and suddenly remembered the scene of rushing to the hospital last time. It was also such a rainy day. A stick.

At that time, her heart was full of gratitude and distress for Mu Shihai, and she really treated Mu Shihai as her own child.

"Ms. Xu!"

A voice interrupted her, the door of the operating room opened, Zhou Changyuan hurriedly took off his mask, with a happy expression on his face: "Your son is awake!"

Xu Chichuan was still not fully awake when he was transferred to the ward, Xu Chichuan frowned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his pale face was like fragile porcelain, Shen Sijing bent down, gently put his ear close, and heard his raving clearly.

He said, brother, I hurt.

The woman covered her eyes, fell back in the chair, and began to cry again.

When Xu Chichuan woke up completely, it was already dark.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw Shen Sijing, all the emotions rushed up again, ignoring the arms that were wrapped into rice dumplings, he opened his mouth with a dry voice: "Mom..."

"I know what you want to say," Shen Sijing interrupted him, eyes full of pain.

"you win."

"Early tomorrow morning, I will take you to the airport, and you can stay there all day."

Xu Chichuan was overjoyed, he felt no pain in his arm in an instant, and was thrown a basin of cold water in the next second, which made his heart feel cold: "But you can't see him."

A smile froze at the corner of his mouth: "Why!"

Shen Sijing looked at him calmly: "Departure time, flight number, destination, which one do you know?"

The smile disappeared suddenly, and Xu Chichuan suddenly raised his head, as if he knew what he wanted to say, Shen Sijing cut off his last hope: "I don't know."

"At this point, mom won't lie to you."

"Give me the phone," Xu Chichuan stretched out his hand tremblingly, stubborn and determined, "I want to make a call."

This time, Shen Sijing was very straightforward. Xu Chichuan got the mobile phone and dialed the familiar number, and a cold female voice came from the receiver: "Hi, the number you dialed is empty, please check before dialing, sorry... ..."

It's not shutting down or hanging up, it's an empty number.

Under the gaze of the woman, Xu Chichuan widened his eyes and checked the dialed number again and again. He checked and read the eleven digits over and over again, but it was all in vain. Shen Sijing turned his head and couldn't bear to see him like this: " Do you still want to send it?"

The mobile phone hurt my hand, my joints were white and painful, and a tear fell on the bed sheet, dizzy into a ball of small water marks.

"deliver."

The first ray of dawn awakens the dawn, and the air is filled with the damp smell after last night's rain. Xu Chichuan, with a bandage on his left hand, walks out of the hospital door step by step. After being locked in for No. 12 days, he finally leaves the magic cave that almost killed him. , opened the car door and sat in the back seat, just like the pain when being sent, but even more desperate than then.

Xu Youhua also came. I haven't seen you for half a month. The man became more taciturn, and his temples became grayer. Xu Chichuan was a little sad, and called Dad in a low voice. The man ignored him, turned the car key to ignite, and focused on a driver.

Silence enveloped the car, the breathing of the three people was oppressed and dull, Xu Chichuan opened the window, the cold wind poured into the gap and blew on his face, it was painful and cold, it made people wake up at once, and the wind accidentally choked into his throat , coughing up tears, Shen Sijing turned her head, and before she could speak, the man shouted angrily: "Shut it up!"

Shen Sijing froze for a moment, but still didn't say anything.

When the car was five kilometers away from the airport, the car suddenly turned off and broke down. After entering the emergency lane, Xu Youhua got out of the car to check and found that the engine had failed. In a hurry, I simply opened the door and got out of the car: "Anyway, I'm going to get off the highway, so I'll go ahead and hail a taxi."

"How can I do that?" Shen Sijing also got out of the car and reached out to stop him, "Wait a minute, Dad is..."

"Let him go!" Xu Youhua dropped the phone heavily, and it shattered with a slap. The man's eyes were gloomy, panting heavily, "Get out now!"

Looking at each other, Xu Chichuan saw clearly the disgust in his eyes, ignored Shen Sijing's shout, turned and disappeared into the traffic.

The road was so long, so long that I thought there would be no end in sight. After walking for a long time, I came across an empty taxi. When I got off the bus, a plane just took off, whizzed past overhead, and soon disappeared into the clouds. There is only a stream of air passing by.

Clean and tidy, no turning back, no turning back.

Fifteen hours, from dawn to dusk, Xu Chichuan counted the international flights scrolling on the screen, listened to the roar of the planes taking off and landing, but couldn't find any destination that he should miss and look forward to. In the cycle of boarding-urging boarding-check-in-ready to take off, I silently repeated the name engraved in my bones countless times.

The last plane took off, and Xu Chichuan walked out of the airport. As night fell, neon lights flashed and leaped over the clouds, 230 seven planes, he thought of 230 six reasons to give up, but was only cleared by those seven words.

Only he is Mu Shihai.

Then just wait, Xu Chichuan thought, he has nothing but a lonely courage that is far away.

It's just that he didn't know at that time that Mrs. Jiang Gong had been away for seven years.