Tang Xili was originally waiting for Yong Zhixu outside the passenger seat of Pagani.
Suddenly, she heard a cry of alarm, "Someone is about to jump off the building."
Subconsciously, she looked up and saw a woman in a white dress standing on the building opposite.
She stood in the sun with her hair disheveled. Even from such a distance, I could feel the strong aura of despair coming from her.
Tang Xili didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but at this moment, she heard the crying of a little girl coming from downstairs in the building.
"Mom... wuuuu... Mom... don't leave Yuanyuan behind..." The little girl cried heartbreakingly and jumped up and down, thinking that she could jump to where her mother was.
Even if she fell down, she would not stop, but would get up and continue dancing.
Countless people were watching from below, all shouting, "Girl, don't jump. Come down and tell me what's going on..."
Tang Xili looked at the little girl on the ground, then looked up at the desperate woman on the rooftop.
Vaguely, I seemed to see my mother's figure.
The sun in the sky dimmed, and her eyes blurred. She traveled back in time to that snowy night sixteen years ago. She was like the little girl on the ground, crying non-stop, "Mom, don't leave Yangyang..."
But in the end, her mother left her...
"Mom..." Tang Xili murmured, and her figure rushed towards the building like an arrow...
When Yong Zhixu returned the shopping cart, he found that Tang Xili was missing and looked for her anxiously.
He found a group of people gathered under the building opposite, so he ran over quickly and saw a little girl crying. Her mother was about to jump off the building, while Tang Xili ran into the building and got on the elevator.
Her expression was one of panic, fear, and anxiety.
In a flash, information about Tang Xili's childhood flashed through Yong Zhixu's mind.
Her mother died by jumping off a building.
So, she wanted to save that woman?
Yong Zhixu didn't hesitate and ran into the building quickly.
On the rooftop, a pale woman stood on the edge of the roof, facing the wind, her eyes empty and dead.
She heard the shouting and the crying of the children below, but she was so tired.
She looked up at the sun and was about to jump down without any reluctance.
At the critical moment, a loud scream suddenly came from behind, "Mom, don'tââ"
The woman stopped and looked back, and saw a pretty girl with tears in her eyes running towards her.
The woman brushed her messy hair away from her eyes, a strange look flashing in her eyes, "Who are you?"
Why call her mom?
Tang Xili was panting, her emotions out of control, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, "Please don't die, okay? Mom, please don't leave me, okay?"
She cried and begged.
The woman became even more curious, "Who are you?"
Tang Xili stopped crying and looked around with a dull expression as if she had just woken up from a dream. It was not the snowy night sixteen years ago, and this person was not her mother.
The woman's long hair and white dress looked very much like my mother that night.
In my heart, a strong emotion screamed: Save her, save her...
"Mom, I am the grown-up Yuanyuan." In just a moment, she thought of a solution and looked at the woman sadly, "Mom, Yuanyuan can't live without you..."
"Yuanyuan?" The woman tilted her head and looked down at the building several dozen meters below. Little Yuanyuan was still crying on the ground.
She turned around again and looked at Tang Xili, a brief look of confusion appeared on her face. Was this a hallucination caused by schizophrenia?
How can we see two circles in the same space and time?
However, the woman didn't dwell on this question. She smiled slowly, the kindness in her eyes overflowing, as if she was talking to herself, "Yuanyuan, do you regret having a schizophrenic mother like me?"
"I'm sorry, Mommy often hurts you uncontrollably. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She sobbed, full of self-blame.
"No..." Tang Xili shook her head, tears rolling down her face. She wondered if the look in her mother's eyes when she looked at her that night was also full of love and guilt?
"Mom, Yuanyuan has never blamed you. I know Mom has no choice. Please come down and don't leave Yuanyuan behind, okay?"
Two lines of clear tears flowed down the woman's pale cheeks, and she raised her skinny hands, as if touching someone lightly through the void.
"Don't cry, my child. Mom is just going to heaven. Once you get there, you'll be free and will never suffer again..."
When Yong Zhixu caught up, this was the scene he saw: Tang Xili was crying and begging, calling herself Yuanyuan.
When he passed by downstairs just now, he heard the child called Yuanyuan.
She is saving Yuanyuan's mother...
For fear of disturbing the woman who was about to jump from the building, Yong Zhixu stopped where he was and did not act rashly.
The wind was howling fiercely on the rooftop. Tang Xili looked at the heartbroken woman and said with a muffled nasal voice, "But Mom, are you going to leave all the pain to Yuanyuan? Do you know how Yuanyuan has been through all these years?"
"The night after you died, I was sent abroad. In a foreign country, I had no family, no friends. Every day I had to look at my adoptive parents' faces, trembling with fear, treading on thin ice..."
The woman's heart ached, "Yuanyuan, my daughter..."
Tang Xili couldn't stop sobbing. She was talking to the woman, and also to her mother through her.
"When I was eight years old, I picked up a puppy and named it Lily. Mom, I thought Lily must have been sent down from heaven to keep me company..."
"But mom... when I was 13, Lily died trying to save me. My only light was gone."
The woman covered her mouth, her heart aching. At this moment, she couldn't tell whether it was fantasy or reality. Just listening to what her daughter had experienced made her so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.
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