At the moment of falling, a strong feeling of weightlessness lingered around the body, and a strong wind passed by the ears, blowing the hair flying and scratching the cheeks with stinging pain.
Everything happened so fast. When Zhang You was still imagining that they would be smashed into a pulp, Chunhua found the strength from nowhere and pushed her away.
Because of her action, the two separated. Zhang You fell uncontrollably backwards, while Chunhua fell towards the cliff. The distance between them was getting farther and farther. Zhang You stretched out his hand to grab Chunhua, but only Chunhua's warmth remained.
Zhang You opened her eyes wide, puzzlement, bewilderment, and shock intertwined in them. She opened her mouth and shouted, "Chunhua!"
But I only had time to shout this one time.
The next second, she fell into endless darkness. The second before her consciousness faded, she only saw Chunhua falling heavily on the stone wall and spitting out blood in pain.
That scene pierced Zhang You's eyes and her heart.
The coldness and stinging pain intertwined and wrapped around Zhang You tightly, pulling her into endless darkness.
…
Zhang You's consciousness was floating in and out. She realized that she was dreaming, otherwise, how could she see the two people she had been thinking about day and night.
She was like a soul hanging high in the sky, floating in that ordinary house. The furnishings in the house were just as she remembered. Just looking at it quietly made people feel sad.
Suddenly, I heard a couple talking. The voice was vague at first, but it became clear when they mentioned that name.
Zhang You suddenly turned around.
They were only in their early twenties, the man handsome and dashing, the woman gentle and demure. The woman lowered her head and lovingly held the baby in her arms, while the man looked at them with a gentle smile, saying, "Our Youyou is naturally as beautiful as her mother!"
Zhang You's eyes suddenly turned red and tears blurred her vision. She couldn't help but get closer to them. She raised her hand to touch them, but it went straight through their bodies, and she felt them passing through her soul.
Zhang You turned around and watched the man carefully helping his wife and daughter sit on the sofa. His expression was full of tenderness and love.
Dad…Mom…
Tears quietly rolled down her cheeks, and Zhang You stood there, unable to move for a moment.
These memories, from before she could even remember anything, left Zhang You unsure if they were real, or why she was seeing them. At this moment, she no longer considered the reasons behind all this. She simply greedily gazed at their faces, inch by inch, each scene etched firmly into her mind, unwilling to forget it again.
It has been too long, so many years, she can't even remember their faces. Zhang You never thought that one day she would see them again.
They are still as loving as they remember. Dad always takes care of Mom with great care, and Mom also understands how difficult it is for Dad, and they both love her the same way.
Zhang You just looked at them, wishing that time could go slower, slower. Time wouldn't pass so quickly, she wouldn't have to grow up, and her parents wouldn't have to go through that catastrophe.
But these are memories, and she can't change them at all.
She watched her parents grow from a babbling infant to an adorable six-year-old. They doted on her, but not indulged her. They taught her the difference between good and evil, and instilled optimism in her. They never spanked or scolded her. Even when she was naughty as a child and stained her mother's makeup with the fur of her beloved ragdoll cat, her mother didn't spank her. She simply feigned anger and watched her, a young girl, take responsibility for her misdeeds herself—bathing the ragdoll herself and buying her mother new makeup with the money from her piggy bank.
The little me threw myself guiltily into my mother's arms, apologized guiltily, called her "Mom" sweetly, and tried to please her.
Zhang You watched and suddenly burst into tears. She also wanted to hug her mother again and feel the warmth in her arms again.
Zhang You slowly approached, raised his arms, and lightly hugged her. Even though she could not feel her mother's warmth, she felt satisfied.
It was a cold winter day, but the little girl only knew the pure white snow was adorable, and she begged her parents to help her build a snowman. Halfway through, her father threw a small snowball at her, which infuriated her. She started a snowball fight with him, which eventually involved her mother, leaving her alone to fight the couple. In the end, she "won."
Zhang You had never seen her parents playing with her so childishly before. She couldn't help but smile, her eyes gentle.
As a child, she was full of energy. After playing a snowball fight with her parents, she was still looking forward to having fun. So her father took them to the cinema on a whim.
The movie was very interesting. Little Dumpling was fascinated by it. His eyes were shining as he stared at the big screen without blinking, not wanting to miss any of the excitement.
The same is true for Zhang You after he became an adult.
She didn't want to miss every minute of watching her parents, so she just looked at them without blinking.
Until the little dumpling suddenly took her mother's hand and whispered: "Mom, Mom, does my name have any meaning?"
Zhang You was stunned when she heard that, and looked up at the screen. On the big screen, an old woman was looking at the little girl lovingly and patiently telling her the origin of her name.
Little Zhang You was curious and pulled his mother Tiantian to ask.
Father Zhang spoke first. He handed the popcorn to little Zhang You, then quietly leaned over to the little girl and whispered with a malicious smile, "Because your mother really likes to eat grapefruit."
Little Zhang You pouted when she heard this, looking a little unhappy. Although she was young, she could understand the meaning expressed in the movie. A person's name contains the love of the person who gives it. How can it be chosen casually?
"Hmph!" Little Zhang You crossed her arms across her chest, not wanting to look at her father, and looked very angry.
Mother Zhang smiled helplessly, raised her hand to hold the little girl in her arms, and whispered in her ear to speak well of her father: "Your father was just joking with you. Okay, little Youyou, don't be angry."
The little girl's mood changed quickly. In the blink of an eye, she raised her head and looked at her mother with sparkling eyes: "Really? Then what does my name mean?"
The mother hugged little Zhang You and said patiently, "Because mom and dad want Youyou to be a free adult, to choose what she likes and live a fulfilling life. But, 'You' (free) doesn't sound like a name for a pretty little girl, so mom named you 'You'." As the mother spoke, she raised her hand and gestured the word "You" on the palm of little Zhang You's hand.
The young girl looked at her with a confused look. She didn't understand what her mother said, but she knew that her name was not chosen casually. Her name, like the little girl in the movie, carried the love of her parents for her.
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