Chapter 233: Long Scene (Update 1)
It's like the frame in a movie that was deliberately slowed down.
The slowly elongated picture gradually freezes on the moment when the two people's eyes meet.
Song Shengsheng seemed to be frozen in an instant, as if cement was poured under his feet and he couldn't move.
Shen Zai seemed to be looking at it through a long period of time.
Dark, silent, a mixture of many emotions, with dark eyes staring at her quietly.
Staring at her.
It seemed as if she couldn't bear to even blink, for fear that she would disappear if he blinked.
Song Shengsheng's vision gradually began to blur, as if everything around him was becoming blurry, only the young man in front of him was clear.
She looked at him, unable to tell whether she was dreaming or reality.
The young man was tall and slender, with a gentle temperament, thin and stern, yet seemed a little fragile.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Song Shengsheng was speechless, and she subconsciously grabbed the hand of the person next to her.
Fu Luochi's palm was a little painful when his mother grabbed it, but he endured it and didn't make any sound.
He glanced at his mother, whose face seemed a little pale, as if she was not feeling well.
The public security officers sensed a somewhat subtle atmosphere; the way the two men looked at each other clearly showed that they knew each other, and standing together, they really looked alike, especially their eyebrows and eyes.
If it weren't for their age, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they are mother and son.
However, the two of them are only about ten years apart in age, so there is no way they can be mother and son, they are definitely sister and brother.
The police were relieved that they found the boy's family. Otherwise it would have been a big problem for them and no matter how they handled it, it would not have been right.
When the police saw that the two hadn't spoken for a long time, they thought that the brother and sister were just having a quarrel and neither of them wanted to pay attention to the other.
"Comrade, take your child home as soon as possible. You can't let an underage child wander around outside. The comrades in our department found your brother at night. Fortunately, he is a boy. Otherwise, it is hard to say what would happen to him if he was alone at night."
"The capital has good security, but we can't do anything reckless."
The police officer then pulled the boy over and brought him to his sister. He then scolded this boy who was so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off him. He said, "You can't run away from home even if you have a quarrel with your family."
"Hurry up, apologize to your sister, and go back with her obediently."
There was no one else in the boy's eyes, only his mother.
A vivid and lively mother.
Not the mother whose body temperature slowly cooled in his arms, not the mother who would no longer respond no matter how much he called her, not the mother who was covered in blood wherever he touched her.
She is still alive.
Live well.
In this world.
In the era he tried so hard to return to.
The boy curled his lips and tried to force out a gentle, well-behaved, and beautiful smile. His eyes were full of his mother. His voice was also very pleasant, without the slight awkwardness that he had when speaking Chinese. Instead, he said it fluently, many times, and in an intimate tone, "Mom."
his mother.
The person he cares about most in his life.
When Song Shengsheng heard the familiar word, she seemed to be pulled back into those real dreams in an instant, trapped by her and his father in a high wall, surrounded by thorns, in a stifling, suffocating environment.
She looked into his eyes, gentle and kind, just like his father's.
But the cold wolf nature deep in his eyes cannot be hidden.
The cruelty, grief and sadness in the depths.
And it stung her eyes deeply.
The boy looked at her somewhat surprised expression, slightly parted lips, gradually pale face, and a slightly panicked look.
He took a step forward.
Song Shengsheng subconsciously took a step back, and hastily pulled Xiaochi back two steps as well.
The boy seemed to have just realized that there was a burden beside her. His gaze calmly shifted to the boy beside her. It was a familiar face. They had actually met each other quite often since they were little.
Of course, we don't really get along.
They hate each other, dislike each other, and wish the other would disappear.
But no one can hurt anyone.
He was jealous that he received more love and favoritism from his mother.
He was jealous of the fact that he had almost all of his mother's attention, and that he had forced it.
The boy's eyes were fixed on his mother holding his hand tightly, showing intimacy, care and love.
Twisted jealousy surged beneath the boy's calm eyes. He found it blinding and began to break down again.
He wanted to laugh and cry.
But in the end he just smiled very calmly, the kind of well-behaved smile that worldly people like the most.
She stepped back and he moved forward again.
Stubbornness will force people to the point where they have no room to retreat.
The boy looked directly into his mother's eyes, seeing her panic and other emotions. He curled his lips, smiled and said, "Mom, I'm back."
simple vocabulary.
relaxed tone.
The air was heavy, as if dead.
All Song Shengsheng could hear were these words, which were intimate yet somewhat scary.
She broke out in cold sweat on her back and her whole body was trembling. She didn't know whether it was because of the cold or fear.
Song Shengsheng didn't know why the person who had only appeared in books or in her dreams appeared in front of her, and with an attitude as if he knew everything.
Landed in front of her.
The boy said with a smile, but tears slowly fell from his beautiful dark eyes.
Clear, silent tears slowly flowed across his delicate face.
He cried as if nothing had happened, as if his heart was cut into pieces by glass, but he was still able to maintain such a smile.
Song Shengsheng looked at the tears on his face and met his eyes. At that moment, she seemed to recall the scene in her dream where he cried in front of her again and again.
——"Mother, do you really not like Zaizai?"
——"If I die, will you be sad, mother?"
——"Yes, yes, better than him."
Song Shengsheng's heart felt as if it was pierced by a needle. It was extremely painful and stuffy.
At this moment, her tears fell without any warning, silently, like pearls falling from a broken string, one by one.
Immediately following.
Next second.
Song Shengsheng's eyelids fluttered, and his groggy mind completely lost its function.
She fainted.
The police officer nearby was startled.
The boy was quick to catch his unconscious mother.
The police quickly called for a doctor, and then ordered, "Hurry up and take your sister to the rest room inside, and lay her on the bed to see how angry you are with her."
"And what did you mean by that?"
"Stop saying things that are irritating."
The police station was far away, so I didn’t hear clearly what he said those two foreign sentences.
The police officer in the bureau was very responsible. He immediately asked his colleagues to find the medical kit, and then called a careful female colleague to pinch the man's Ren Zhong point.
A group of people were in a panic.
Only the young boy held his mother tightly.
Fu Luochi really disliked the man in front of him. He had a stern face and was about to tell him to let go and let go of his mother.
The female police officer kicked them both out first, "You go out and wait."
She had to unbutton this lesbian's collar so she could get some fresh air.
Don't let yourself get bored.
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