Chapter 59
The more she analyzed, the more concrete and clear Ke Xin's originally chaotic understanding of some events became!
"Yes, if her family had cared for her a little more, and had screened her when she got married, at least preventing her from meeting Liu Yong, a shameless scoundrel with only an elementary school education, then she wouldn't have given birth to Little Ball, and the ripples caused by all kinds of ignorance wouldn't have accumulated into a greater evil. So, in the final analysis, many women have tragic fates, mostly due to a lack of care and education since childhood, which leads them to run blindly into society, accepting all kinds of hardships and beatings. As for whether they can succeed and be happy, it depends entirely on their luck!"
Jiaqi interjected, "That's how it came to be euphemistically called, 'Women are like rapeseed, they go wherever they're sown. If they land on fertile ground, they thrive in the wind; if they land on lean ground, they suffer a lifetime of hardship!"
What they didn't know was that in the gaps between their analysis, a bigger event was quietly happening.
When the three of them arrived at their destination, Jiaqi exclaimed in surprise: "Kexin, isn't this the rental house you lived in before?"
Ke Xin got out of the car with a frown on her face. Her feet stepped on the mottled concrete floor. A gust of wind blew dust past her face, making her cover her mouth and nose involuntarily!
Looking at the old building in front of her, this was the place she rented with her daughter after her divorce, and it was also here that she met Fu Xuan. All the things that happened in the past made her feel as if she was in another world!
As he was complaining in his heart, several police cars passed by behind him.
"What's going on?!"
Curious passers-by looked sideways.
Seeing the police car and Ke Xin's nanny car parked downstairs, as soon as they got out of the car, they saw policemen with firm eyes rushing towards Room 802 on the eighth floor one after another.
Ke Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling.
Fang Huai took out a few cigarettes from his pocket and casually handed them to the policemen behind him.
At first, several policemen glanced at him indifferently, but only became respectful when they saw the police ID in his hand.
He just whispered a few words to the policeman and then walked over with a gloomy face.
"What's wrong?" Jiaqi asked subconsciously.
Fang Huai was silent for a while, then glanced upstairs, a hint of desolation emerging in his eyes.
Jiaqi is an impatient person. Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, she hurriedly pulled the two of them and prepared to rush forward.
Just then, the police downstairs subconsciously stopped him: "Excuse me, there's a murder upstairs, please take shelter first!"
As they were speaking, medical staff from both sides rushed into the building hurriedly carrying carrying poles, and police officers on both sides also began to set up a cordon.
This scene began to attract the residents nearby, and some residents from upstairs began to look over, muttering something, but from their expressions, it was clear that they were surprised.
The pedestrians downstairs were also attracted. Some elderly people who were buying vegetables couldn't help but stop to watch, and the other young people couldn't help but take out their mobile phones and start recording videos.
The sky was dark and gloomy, and the whole place was inexplicably filled with a cold and desolate atmosphere.
Fang Huai stretched out his hand to block Jiaqi's way. He tilted his head solemnly, motioning them to go over, then walked into the corner, leaving his back to her.
During this time, he took a deep puff of his cigarette. When Ke Xin and Jia Qi walked to the corner with a slightly heavy step, Fang Huai threw the empty cigarette stem onto the small pile of dirt one step away from him, crushed it lightly with his foot, and then slowly exhaled: "Cheng Cheng has bucketed the little ball!"
"Wha...what?"
The two of them immediately covered their mouths, with a look of disbelief on their faces!
Ke Xin waved her hands. Besides being shocked, she couldn't believe what she heard. "How could Cheng Cheng stab Xiao Pi Qiu? You know how much she suffered for Xiao Pi Qiu. She could have killed anyone but Xiao Pi Qiu!"
"Yeah, tsk, how is that possible!"
Jiaqi also exclaimed.
But the next second, the carrying pole pulled out from upstairs completely shattered their remaining delusions.
The shoulder pole in the medical staff's hands, the body covered under the red-stained white cloth, the pale and distorted face of the little ball can be vaguely seen, his tightly closed eyes and the shocking bloodstains visible on his body, make people's hearts feel like being twisted into a ball!
The next person following behind was Chengcheng. She had a pale face and withered eyes. She stood between the two policemen, as if her soul had been taken away. No matter how Ren Kexin and Jiaqi called out to her, she was like a puppet without a soul.
Liu Yong was also pushed out by the police. As soon as he came out, he received a lot of stares from the pedestrians downstairs. Among them were a few familiar faces. He rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to yell at the pedestrians: "A while ago, you were still scolding me for taking the child away. Now look, the child was killed by her biological mother. Now you know who is right and who is wrong!"
Until his death, Liu Yong still wanted to distinguish right from wrong, and even wanted to take the opportunity to establish a good image for himself, with all the good guys being him and all the bad guys being others!
Occasionally, passersby around him exclaimed, "Oh my God, what kind of vicious mother is this? She actually killed her own son with her own hands!"
Several young people said with resentful expressions: "I just said that there is no such thing as a bad parent!"
"Yes, the child is so pitiful, having such a mother!"
"It seems that people can't be judged by appearances. At first, I saw this child following her father around picking up trash every day, looking like a refugee, and I thought she was quite pitiful. I didn't expect that she and her mother would die. It seems that people can't be judged by appearances alone!"
Jiaqi, unable to bear it any longer, shouted at the person behind her, "What nonsense are you talking about? There must be something hidden here!"
One of them pointed at Cheng Cheng who was walking into the police car and said, "Isn't this obvious?"
Everyone's eyes followed him to Chengcheng, only to see that her hands and sleeves were covered in blood, and she looked horrible, making people feel uncomfortable at the sight of her. Liu Yong, who was standing next to her, was barefoot and had a wretched look on his face, with only a few bloodstains on his body.
It was obvious that the murderer was Chengcheng. What was even more strange was that in the face of rumors, Chengcheng was surprisingly quiet, as quiet as if she did not exist in the three-dimensional world.
Ke Xin clenched her palms, her attention was all on the small ball on the carrying pole. She pushed through the chattering crowd and watched the small ball, which should have been lively and energetic, lying quietly on the carrying pole and being quickly pulled into the ambulance. Inside the car, several doctors were treating the wound in a chaotic but orderly manner. One of them put on an oxygen mask. She only took a glance and the door was closed with a "click".
She anxiously asked the doctor behind the door, "Doctor, how is the little ball man? Can he be rescued as soon as possible?"
The doctor wearing a mask glanced at Ke Xin with an indifferent look in his eyes. He said, "We are doing our best to save her!"
He turned around and got into the car. Ke Xin's spirit seemed to be drained away along with the car. Her feet went weak, and as the police car and ambulance left, the gathered pedestrians also dispersed.
Jiaqi came over hurriedly. Ke Xin subconsciously supported her arm and said, "Let's go to the hospital!"
Several people understood each other tacitly and followed the ambulance to the Municipal People's Hospital.
Along the way, Ke Xin was still puzzled as to how it was that a living child, a child she had pulled out of the garbage dump, had such a scene when she saw him again within a month.
In the emergency room, several people waited and waited, until three hours later, the person who was pushed out was covered with a white cloth.
Cheng Cheng suddenly rushed out, trembling all over, and shouted at the cart: "Little Ball, Little Ball, please wake up. Your birthday is in a few days, and Mommy has already reserved your favorite Ultraman in advance. Please wake up. What I bought is a limited edition, a limited edition. You have been asking me to buy it for a long time, so I just bought it. How can you leave without taking a look at it!"
Everyone at the scene looked at Chengcheng in silence as she covered her chest with her hands. She kept calling out, but no matter how she shouted, the little ball just lay there quietly.
"ah..."
With no one responding, she yelled like a madman, and the entire corridor echoed with her heart-wrenching roar.
She lifted the white cloth, and the grayish-white face of Little Ball appeared before her eyes. Cheng Cheng stroked it carefully, and tears fell on his cheeks. For a moment, her expression wavered, and she foolishly thought that it was Little Ball crying. She would rather it was Little Ball crying than death, even though she couldn't let him cry at ordinary times, let alone she stabbed a knife into his arms with her own hands. When she thought of this, her heart suddenly ached so much that it could not be stabbed.
She murmured to herself in a hoarse voice to the little ball:
"Gods, Buddhist beads, Guanyin Bodhisattva, I never make wishes, but this time, I beg you, please let my son live. Even if it means sacrificing my life, I beg you, please let him live. If you can let him live, I'd be willing to go to the eighteenth level of hell!"
If praying to gods and Buddhas is effective, perhaps there would be more believers in hospitals than in temples.
If praying to God worked, the hospital would be filled with my mother's corpses.
Looking at the baby she had carried for nine months and brought up to be full of life, she could still hear the little ball smiling and saying to her yesterday, "Mom, when I grow up, I will definitely respect you and let you live in a big mansion. If I'm busy with work and don't have time, I'll hire a nanny to take care of you. I want you to be the happiest mother in the world!"
As the hearty laughter of the little ball echoed in her ears, Chengcheng's eyes, which were filled with tears, became blurred. She gently raised the corners of her mouth, and a few lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.
A wave of memories flashed by like slow motion in a movie. She gently stroked the little ball's vibrant smiling face and said lovingly, "Mom just wants you to be safe and happy." At that time, her eyes were full of hope as she said to the little ball, "Now your black-hearted father and I are divorced. As long as we're divorced, our new life will begin. From now on, you are the motivation for mom to work hard. I, your mother, will make good money and make you the happiest child. If there's a chance, I'll find you a new father who loves you dearly!"
Hearing this, the little ball sensibly held onto his mother's hand and said bluntly, "Mom, I don't need you to find me a dad. You are enough for me!"
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