Chapter 290 (1/2)

He chased to the door of the community and saw the shadow of the man and woman flash and disappear at the front corner. Catch the thief! He shouted and ran over, but after the corner, the two men disappeared again.

Cars come and go on the road, but there are not many pedestrians. He estimated that the two people didn't get in the car so quickly. They should have entered a shop on the roadside.

He went from shop to shop. It's late and many shops are closing, so it's not troublesome to find it. But he searched all the open shops and found no one.

Just when he was depressed, he turned and saw that two figures were crossing the road at the crossroads not far ahead. He scolded something in his mouth. His irritable heart was ignited at once. He was excited and rushed over at the speed of 100 meters.

But when he rushed to the intersection, the two had already crossed the road, and the green light jumped into a yellow light, which was about to turn red. He was so anxious that he rushed over without slowing down under his feet, regardless of whether it was dangerous or not. At this time, he had only one idea in his mind: catch them, catch the cat thief, get the cat back and get the money back.

The horn sounded wildly, like a clarion call.

He didn't see what car it was, so he was hit hard and flew away. Horn sound, impact sound and brake sound together form a beautiful movement.

In this movement, everything slows down. The car moves slowly, like a wheelchair for a stroke patient; People stop slowly, then turn slowly, cover their mouths slowly, and squeeze air out of their lungs. Therefore, many people's shrill cries were added to the movement.

He was flying in the air, but he didn't feel any pain except a moment of dizziness. His eyes can still see things, and even his eyes are better than before. The world revolved slowly before his eyes. He saw that the man and woman turned slowly like others. The man seemed to hold a cat in his arms. He even heard a cat cry.

But at this time, he could not worry about the cat. Because he knew he was dying.

The movement continued. He made two turns in the air and his body was straight, like a gymnast. It's a pity that he didn't fall on his feet like a gymnast, but fell straight across.

Everything is still so slow, except for the impact with the ground.

Boom! There was a loud noise, as if Mars had hit the earth. He felt that his body suddenly turned into soft dough, and some hot, salty and greasy things boiled in his body, like magma during volcanic eruption.

Then everything calmed down. The movement stopped, and the sound of cars, people and the wind... There was no sound, only some tinnitus, like autumn insects entering his ear canal.

He tried to open his eyes. In a fuzzy white light, he saw many fuzzy faces. Someone stretched out a finger to point at him, and someone was making a phone call with a mobile phone. The man and woman were among them and were laughing at him.

He saw people's faces fading away, like a lens pushed away bit by bit. After a while, there was nothing in front of him, only the vague white light.

Then he saw his mother.

The blind woman stood in the hazy halo and waved to him, ”son, come.”

He remembered that when he was very young, he had just learned to walk. His mother waved to him and encouraged him to move forward.

”Son, come on.”

He struggled to get up, his body soft and his head dizzy. He felt that he had lost a lot of things, empty, as if he had lost his heart and liver, leaving only a skin bag.

”Son, come on.”

The blind woman is still waving.

There was no road at foot. There was a vague world in front of the me. Except for my mother's hazy figure, there was only random flickering white light.

He walked with deep and shallow feet.

Son, come on.

He heard his mother's call and felt his body wrapped in a soft and warm place.

Son, come on.

His face hit his mother's warm and thick chest. A strange and familiar feeling came, and the inexplicable desire in my heart jumped like a rabbit caught by the ear. He unconsciously sipped with his mouth and sucked hard. A sweet, greasy, light and fishy liquid flowed into his mouth, wrapped his tongue, slid down his throat into his abdominal cavity and ran all over his body. Happiness comes like a summer storm.

Son, come on.