Chang Mian rushed to the Rainbow Bridge in a hurry to find stability.
At this moment, Chang Shang was sitting in the center of the Rainbow Bridge with her knees in her arms, alone, feeling the cool breeze, her eyes were cloudy, and her mind was filled with lingering terrible memories and those... pictures.
His pace became faster and faster, because he was worried that Changshang would be alone, so he believed that she would get better if she stayed alone.
Under the goose-yellow moonlight and soft colorful light, her curled up body was still so fragile and still so heart-wrenching.
When such a woman fell into his eyes, he felt like he couldn't breathe for a moment.
Hearing the child's cry, Chang Shang seemed to have some reaction. She raised her cloudy eyes and looked at Chang Mian in the distance and little Che Che in his arms.
The tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"Che'er..." She murmured with trembling lips.
"Chang Shang, Che'er is crying so much. No matter how you coax him, it's useless. You hug him. This child will only be obedient if you coax him." Chang Mian walked toward her cautiously, approaching step by step. Seeing that she didn't stop him, he secretly
Breathed a sigh of relief.
But after taking five steps, Chang Shang suddenly screamed.
"Don't come over."
"You don't even care about Che'er?" Chang Mian frowned: "Look at him crying so hard, you don't know if he's hungry or peeing. Anyway, I can't coax him. You don't love Che'er the most.
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"I won't go over. Come over by yourself. Che'er is your heartthrob. If you can't bear to see him cry all the time and his voice becomes hoarse from crying, don't blame me."
Chang Shang just shook her head and was speechless.
Chang Mian came closer step by step. He quietly took out the anesthetic gun from behind and kept talking to divert her attention.
"You woman, what's the matter that makes you even care about Che'er? How can you be a mother?"
"Come here and help me coax him. It's midnight and the wind is strong here. Be careful that Che'er catches a cold and gets sick."
"Che'er..." Chang Shang cried again and bit her lip: "Che'er..."
"Come here, be good, give Che'er a hug. If you give him a hug, he won't cry so sadly." Chang Mian coaxed, "You're still staying there. Don't you care about Che'er's life or death?"
But she bit her arm to stop herself from crying. She actually held a fruit knife in her other hand. Only now did Chang Mian realize that she actually held a fruit knife in her hand. His heart skipped a beat.
But she really stood up next.
No mother is indifferent when she sees her child crying, no matter how desperate or painful her heart is.
"Che'er..." Chang Shang couldn't restrain the pity in her heart and walked towards him.
Chang Mian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and calmly put away the anesthetic gun.
He just held the child quietly, waiting for Changshang to come over on his own initiative.
"Che'er, don't cry..." Chang Shang ran over, took Che'er from his arms, stood in the mountain breeze, and kept coaxing, "Don't cry, Che'er, don't cry, mother is here, Che'er."
Don't cry, son..."
Halfway through her words, her neck suddenly hurt, her vision went dark, and she fell down softly.
Chang Mian caught her with one hand and grabbed Che'er's calf with the other hand in time to catch him and prevent him from falling.
With extremely quick movements, he caught both the big and small people.
With a big hand, he pushed the unconscious Chang Shang onto his shoulder. He hugged little Cheche with his other hand and strode towards the villa.