"No... don't say it anymore. I beg you, please don't say it anymore... I'm going to make a call, I'm going to make a call..." When she saw the blood spurting out, Bing'er collapsed completely.
"No need...I...can't hold on much longer...Like her, I don't like going to the hospital...Don't call...I don't want to die in that place...Don't..."
Mother Zuo pleaded;
"You will be fine, as long as you go for treatment... nothing will happen! No!" Everything can no longer be concealed...
"I know it myself...I hope you...take good...take good care of Ye...without me, he can't live without you anymore...promise me...promise me, okay?"
?" Zuo's mother was full of expectations.
"Yeah! Yeah! I promise you, I promise you everything... You have to promise me too. You have to live well. Nothing can happen to you. Nothing happens to you... Wuwu... Nothing happens to you..." Bing'er cried.
He held Zuo's mother's hands and kept pleading with her, waiting for her answer.
"Even if I can deceive you... I can't deceive myself... right? I can see Ling'er... I'm very happy..."
"No! If you want to see Ling'er, then you should live well. Otherwise, how would you see her? How could you hear her call you mom..." Bing'er cried and shouted.
"Only...only if I go there...can I see her. Only then...can I...hear her call me mom..." Zuo's mother was very tired and wanted to sleep...
"No, you can't sleep! You can't sleep! Mom, mom. I'm calling you. Ling'er is calling you. You can't leave Ling'er anymore. You can't abandon Ling'er... Don't sleep..." Bing'er roared in a low voice.
Ignoring the sheets that were almost full of blood, I lay on Zuo's mother.
"Ling'er...are you Ling'er? No, you are not. You are lying to me...you are lying to me...Ling'er is dead...already dead...dead..." Zuo's mother's
The sound is very small.
"I'm not lying to you. I'm really Ling'er. I'm back. Mom, I'm back. Ling'er is back." Bing'er took Zuo's mother's hand and put it on her cheek, letting her experience the real feeling.
"You...how could it be Ling'er...how could it be..." Zuo's mother still didn't believe it.
"I'm really Ling'er. I'm your baby holle kitty! Mom, don't sleep. Open your eyes and look at me. I'm Ling'er. I'm Ling'er, mom!" Bing'er shook her mother Zuo, no.
Let her 'fall asleep'.
"Ling'er...holle kitty...you are really Ling'er...you are really..." Holle Kitty was Bing'er's favorite when she was a child. So when she was a child, she always emphasized that her mother should call her baby holle kitty!
This is something Zuo’s mother will never forget...
"Mom, it's me. I'm Ling'er... I didn't die. I'm by your side. I didn't die. You can't die either. You can't die either, okay? Promise me. Promise Ling'er, you won't die.
I won’t die!” Bing’er cried and begged her to promise her.
"Ling'er... my baby is not dead. She is not dead... not dead..." Zuo's mother said excitedly.
"I'm not dead. So mom, you have to promise me. You have to promise me that nothing will happen to you! Nothing will happen to you..." Promise me, promise me. Please mom. Promise me that nothing will happen to you, no