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Lu You's eyes were fierce, and he asked him over and over again: "Why are you crying? Why are you crying?!"
The young Lu Ming didn't understand why, he cried out in pain and begged for mercy: "Mom, I was wrong! I hurt you so much, don't call me... I was wrong, I will never call Dad again... I was really wrong... "
The mother in front of her lost her former tenderness, and she screamed, maddened: "Do you want to abandon me too?!"
Lu Ming shook his head desperately, he just wanted to call Lu Rongtian to come and have a look at Lu You, he just wanted to make Lu You happy.
"..." Lu You said hoarsely, she looked at Lu Ming who denied everything, her pupils shrank, suddenly she didn't know him.
She grabbed Lu Ming's neck suddenly, her eyes widened, and she asked suspiciously: "What were you doing with that woman? Did you have a baby? I know... I know everything! Lu Rongtian, why did you lie to me? Why? Want to lie to me??"
She regarded Lu Ming as Lu Rongtian.
This was the first time that Lu You went crazy in front of Lu Ming and couldn't recognize anyone. If it wasn't for the well-meaning nanny rushing over to snatch Lu Ming away, Lu Ming would have died in that room without a ray of light.
Lu You shouted in shock: "Don't leave me—"
The nanny didn't look back for a moment, she rushed out of the villa with Lu Ming in her arms, it was raining outside, and the damp swept all the blank spaces of memory. Lu Ming, who was only 7 years old, was trembling with fright, and the pinch marks on his neck were conspicuous. He nestled tightly in the nanny's arms, not daring to take a breath.
After escaping from the dead, he had a great fear of this "home" for the first time.
The nanny stroked his back and comforted him: "Young master, why don't I take you to Mr. Lu's place? Madame can't do this!"
Lu Ming didn't speak. After a long time, he looked at the villa that had become weird and terrifying in the rainy day, and said hoarsely, "I don't want to leave my mother alone."
He thought, he couldn't leave poor Lu You behind.
Lu You only has him.
But Lu You didn't think so, she finally chose to end all this with death.
Lu Ming wondered if Lu You thought of himself when he made this decision? Maybe it was just thinking of herself that she made this decision to punish Lu Ming for life.
Lu Ming's memory began to become disgusting, and the writhing maggots were not as disgusting as it.
He remembered.
When he was 17 years old, he accompanied Lu You abroad for treatment, but there was an accident on the way, and he suffered a big wound on his head.
Lu Ming was admitted to a small local hospital. At that time, Lu You, who was a little more stable, was by his side, holding Lu Ming's hand with her thin hand. She rarely spoke to him calmly: "When my treatment here is over Now, we will go to your grandfather. Then we will never go back to China, and we will live here, okay? I am finally divorced, Xiaoming, we have to start our life again, we have to live a good life. "
She muttered to herself, her hands getting harder and harder.
There was a trace of trance in Lu Ming's eyes, he still remembered the agreement he made with Chi Qiu: "Mom, I..."
Lu You instantly covered his mouth with one hand, his eyes were so gentle that it was suffocating. Although she was haggard, it could be seen from her eyebrows that she was a rare beauty when she was young.
She laughed and whispered softly, like a strong rope strung around Lu Ming's neck: "Xiao Ming, you will not leave your mother behind, will you? You will not be like your father, with others Together, leave mom alone, right?"
Lu Ming had no way to answer her, only to be silent.
"If you go back and look for him, mother will die for you." Lu You went completely crazy, and she didn't get better.
Her tenderness is disguised, and her jealousy takes possession of her body. Under Lu Rongtian's repeated trampling and Zhen Zhen's repeated stimulation, Lu You is still the innocent Lu You back then.
Right now, she is in a strange mental state, her eyes are bottomless, full of terrifying unknowns.
For the first time, Lu Ming had the mentality of wanting to escape. He had lived with such a mother for 17 years. He felt that his whole body was wrapped in thorns, and the spikes pierced into his heart, tearing him apart.
He had seen a spring day, and wanted to embrace that spring day.
When he grows up, he will also become greedy and want to be happy.
The damp rain had soaked him for too long.
For the first time, Lu Ming waved away his mother's hand, summoned up the courage to refuse: "I will accompany you here for treatment, and I will not leave you alone. But after that, I will return to China. I'm sorry, Mom. I'm going to find him, I promised him."
Lu You's eyes gradually became cold, and she stared at Lu Ming firmly.
Lu You appeared in Lu Ming's nightmares countless times. It was not until Lu Ming forced himself to forget many things that she restrained herself a little in Lu Ming's dreams.
Right now, Lu Ming curled himself up bit by bit. He was tormented by fragmentary memories, he clenched his teeth in pain, and didn't make any sound. Because he knew that even if he shouted for help, no one would come to help him.
Chi Qiu had never seen Lu Ming like this before, and his whole heart was tightly squeezed.
Chi Qiu mistakenly thought that Lu Ming's back was seriously injured, so he was so guilty that he let Lu Ming lean on him with tears in his eyes. He couldn't continue to wait for rescue, he had to think of other ways. But he knew that in this case, there might not be any better way at all.
At this time, all he could think of was Ji Yanchen who was nearby in City C.
He wanted to use Lu Ming's mobile phone to call Ji Yanchen, but he couldn't unlock the screen. In the dim light, even Lu Ming's face unlock didn't work.
Chi Qiu tried to unlock the phone's password. He tried Lu Ming's birthday, the lunar calendar and the Gregorian calendar, but nothing was right. With trembling fingertips, he tried his own birthday, but the result, as one can imagine, was wrong.
In desperation, Chi Qiu hugged Lu Ming tightly, trying to ask the woman opposite to borrow her cell phone. It's a pity that the woman's mobile phone was running out of power, and it turned off automatically as soon as she picked it up. Their light source was only a mobile phone on Chi Qiu's side.
Chi Qiu didn't give up, he wanted to ask people outside to borrow his mobile phone so that they could call Ji Yanchen for help. He remembered Ji Yanchen's number, he could tell them. But it seems that the whole world has become noisy, and no one listens to his needs carefully, but keeps repeating to him: "Hold on! Hold on!"
The crying child had calmed down, and he was sobbing weakly in his mother's arms.
Chi Qiu's whole face was covered with tears, he didn't know what to do. He could only touch Lu Ming's face, hold back his crying and talk to him softly, trying to wake Lu Ming up.
Dust still fell from the top of their heads, and the messy environment was not conducive to wounds.
Chi Qiu heard the woman yelling anxiously: "The people with us were also injured, it seems to be serious! Can you hurry up, why haven't the rescuers arrived yet?!"
The staff of the theater were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They were unprofessional and kept saying the same thing over and over again: "It's only been ten minutes, it's going to be a little while! Hold on!"
She looked down at the child in her arms, took out the wet wipe in her pocket, pulled out half of it, and wiped the child's face. She threw the remaining half at Chi Qiu's feet without hesitation.
"Wipe him, maybe he will feel better."
Chi Qiu couldn't stop thanking him. He bent down and took the wet wipes.
He wiped Lu Ming's face carefully, touched the wet sweat on Lu Mingyi's forehead, and couldn't help sobbing: "Lu Ming, don't scare me, okay? From now on, I won't make you come out again, don't you scare me."
Chi Qiu cried, and the tears fell on Lu Ming's face unknowingly. He wiped his face indiscriminately, and then wiped away the excess tears for Lu Ming.
Suddenly, Lu Ming moved slightly.
Chi Qiu immediately caught his movement, but didn't dare to hug him tightly.
Chi Qiu stared at Lu Ming in a daze, only to hear Lu Ming say drowsily: "It hurts..."
"Where does it hurt, the back?"
"cold… "
Lu Ming didn't answer him, his consciousness was still wandering in the nightmare. The cold rainy day, the pain from Lu You punching and kicking him, everything made him feel lonely.
He didn't want to make a sound, but he heard a voice calling him constantly, so he made a faint cry for help.
Pain, cold.
The current Lu Ming is no longer the 27-year-old Lu Ming.
His pretended indifference mask was ruthlessly cracked, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He was Lu Ming who was afraid of many things. Those things were his 7-year-old childhood and his 17-year-old hell.
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