Chapter 83 Steamed Buns (Part 1)
My left leg was a little numb, and I walked unsteadily, like I was having a seizure, holding onto the tree trunk.
After twisting and turning for a while, I looked back and really wanted to find a tree to smash my head against and die. I had only walked less than two meters. When I looked down, my heart was pounding. I didn't dare to look at my left leg anymore. There was a big wound, and blood was seeping out. It was terrifying to look at.
Just one glance felt like all my strength had been drained away. My legs gave way and I collapsed to the ground. Luckily, there were fallen leaves on the ground, so I didn't hurt my bottom.
Unable to move any further, I simply lay sprawled on the ground. Looking up, I saw the moon climbing above the treetops amidst the maple trees. The sky was filled with twinkling stars, and I lay there like that. Warm blood was still flowing from the wound on my left leg, but I was growing colder and colder.
At this moment, I lay amidst a vast expanse of fiery red maple leaves, my left leg stained crimson with blood that soaked my robe. What word could describe it? Tragic and beautiful?
What a pathetic sight! I angrily closed my eyes; I'm destined for desolation!
Heaven have mercy, I'm starving and freezing. I lick my dry lips. Ah, how wonderful it would be to have a steamed bun at a time like this.
Could my short life end here... just when I finally have a new family? My cold hands slowly moved to my abdomen and pressed tightly against it.
"Baby, talk to Mommy."
silence.
"Hehe, Mom..." I grinned and chuckled softly.
I am not alone, I am not alone, I am not alone...
"Oh, it's so cold. Aren't you cold? It's okay, Mom will keep warm." I pulled my robe tighter and covered myself up again.
"By the way, let's give you a name now. It's pitiful for a child to be nameless."
"What should we call him? What should we call him..."
Silence, silence.
"A steamed bun, how wonderful it would be to have one at a time like this..."
"Baozi, baozi... Can I call you Baozi?" I was so hungry my eyes were practically glowing green, and I was rambling incoherently.
A breeze rustled through the maple forest.
"You like it too, right..."
"Warm and cozy, little bun..."
"I envy you so much, I envy you so much... You have a mother, I don't..."
I muttered to myself.
My body grew colder and colder, and I shivered slightly. I gritted my teeth and stood up. "Baozi, don't be afraid. Mommy won't die here. Mommy is known as the unkillable cockroach!"
Seeing the bloody mess of the wound was really unsightly, so I bent down and tore off a large piece of my sleeve with my teeth and ripped it off, wrapping it around the wound.
I gasped and tied the wound tightly with a strip of cloth.
It hurts, it hurts...
It hurt so much that the hairs on my body stood on end. But it was good, though, because it cleared my head. While I was still conscious, I used all my strength to find a tree branch to support myself and got up.
"Back then, I got sixty lashes and I was still alive and kicking. So what if I fell down? I've fallen down countless times, and I'm still alive and well!" I muttered to myself. (Young man: Pay attention to prenatal education! Prenatal education! Don't swear! (Smilingly: You don't know anything! I'm teaching my little dumpling to have an indomitable spirit in the face of adversity! To bravely face the most tragic aspects of life! To take Xiaoqiang as a role model! To…) fc8
"Xiaoxiao!" someone suddenly shouted from not far away.
Is someone calling me?
Haha, it's just an auditory hallucination.
Who would come to save me? Every time, I've had to save myself. I bury my head in the sand, refusing to look up. Don't have hope, don't hold onto any hope…
Because without hope, there will be no disappointment...
"Xiaoxiao!" A pair of large hands touched my shoulders.
I looked up in surprise and met a pair of clear, bright eyes in the moonlight.
"Hehe, you terrible navigator, how come you suddenly know the way?" I looked at him and laughed.
"I'm waiting for it to get dark," he said, his voice sounding distant.
"Huh? Idiot! Why wait until it gets dark... Do you know I've been looking for you for ages!" I stared, my vision blurry.
“Once the stars come out, we’ll be able to tell which way to go.” He turned around, squatted down with his back to me, and said, “You’re tired, I’ll carry you home.”
"Let's go home..." I was really tired, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and climbed onto his back without thinking.
"Yes, let's go home." A very gentle voice, so gentle...
"Heh, going home..." I muttered.
"Okay, let's go home," he replied softly, his left hand gently avoiding my wound.
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