Chapter 71 Planting Jade on the Que (3)

He was taken out of the dissected womb, separated.The blind girl had mixed feelings and didn't know how to deal with him for a while.The pastor hastily picked him up and lifted him up in his strong arms. He opened his eyes and saw the blazing fire, and his body became warmer and warmer.However, behind him, his mother's body was getting colder and colder.Come and go, handover of warmth and coldness, inheritance of love and hate, all in an instant. The moment the baby was taken out, a dazzling light appeared in front of Chunchi.The powerful light pierced her closed and scabbed eyes and reached the depths of her, making her feel bright again.

This kid is amazing.Chunchi felt that because of his coming, she was illuminated and a kind of strength was injected into her body. Before he was born, she never knew what emotion to use to face this child.Hate is also reasonable, and any emotion is not too much.But the waiting process is so long and quiet, like a wash.What's more, she personally penetrated into her body and took out the child.The blood on the hand doesn't know whose it is, it melts into the body just like it's own.When the umbilical cord was cut, she also twitched.It was strange, maybe because she was in the whole process, she had an illusion, as if the child was delivered by herself.

When a baby is born, it cries passionately and bravely; when the dying person returns to the light, there is a slight sigh echoed.The pastor wrapped his arms around the bright red child tightly, and there was a choking sound in his throat.At this moment, the world is so lively.There has never been a time like this, when life is so precious. Chun Chi knelt beside the bed, holding Gu Gug's hand.She has already left, and the warmth is still there.The body is not stiff, but there is an inexplicable floral fragrance overflowing.It was like returning to that chaotic afternoon, in the fragrant datura bushes, they hugged each other tightly.Or, on the boathouse, she bathed her and gently braided her hair.Don't speak, because there is suspicion when there is speech, they don't need to speak, they just lean on each other quietly.

Blessed is he who dies first.Even if they are guilty, they will dissipate, and only receive remembrance, how blessed they are.Although Chun Chi was unwilling to forgive, he could not forget it either.Gurgling indeed fulfilled her wish and became a cloud that shrouded Chunchi all her life. As for the child, it was passed on in the hands of everyone and blessed.But Chun Chi never walked over to hug him, because he couldn't bear the strong light. She was almost suffocating, so she had to let go of the gurgling hand, walked to the window, opened the window, and she heard the sound of swarms of fireflies flying in panic.She decided to call him a "night walk", so decisive that she did not discuss it with anyone.

"Xing Xing" is a swarm of fireflies in July, and a group of fireworks rising into the sky on a clear night in summer.The day when Xiaoxing comes is like a solar term.Chun Chi felt that the swimming in the dark had come to an end, she crawled up to the shore dripping like an animal.