The newborn looked at the mother on the bed and watched her faint breathing. The hatred in his heart was like a flame, and he felt that every ornament around him was an eyesore, and he was full of deep hostility to every swaying figure around him, as if it was them, it was these human beings who created this dirty world, which eventually led to his mother's coma, and revenge was not a gentleman. He secretly made a promise in his heart that all this would be repaid with human life, and he was thinking about when he would cut off a few heads and sacrifice them to his mother.

Ranran's mother has red eyes and holds the newborn in her hands, the abandoned baby she has always rejected. At the beginning, for the sake of her daughter's future, she would do whatever she could to make the newborn disappear from her daughter's side, but now, she repeatedly prayed to the gods that as long as her daughter could wake up, no matter what she wanted, she would definitely agree.

She gently stroked the newborn's head, and the nose kept coming out of the sourness, what a painful pain it was, these people, completely ignoring the worries of motherhood and the preciousness of life, just for the sake of routing, they destroyed their daughter's innocence and harmed their daughter's life.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door.

Ran Ran's mother wiped the tears from her cheeks with her hands, walked to the door, and opened the door. Outside the door stood a strange lady, in her thirties, wearing a black shirt with a red satchel over her shoulder.

"Who are you looking for!" asked Ran Ran's mother timidly.

"Excuse me, is Li Ranran here?" the woman asked in a kind voice.

"What's the matter with you?" Ran Ran's mother was vigilant.

"Auntie, you are Ranran's mother. The woman took out a red envelope from her red satchel, "I saw Ran Ran's thing on TV, how could such a good child encounter this kind of thing, God really doesn't have long eyes, this is a little bit of my heart, leave it to Ran Ran to recuperate." ”

Ran Ran's mother opened the red envelope and saw that it contained more than ten Grandpa Mao. She was both grateful and anxious at the moment. "This, girl, I can't ask for this!"

"Auntie, Auntie, listen to me. I also encountered things that happened to Ran Ran when I was a child, and I know that it feels worse than death. No one can be strong for us but ourselves. After this period, life will gradually get better...... Ran Ran needs money now, and you can take it. That's a little bit of my heart......"

"Girl!" Ran Ran's mother tilted her head, tears like beads with broken threads, and kept falling, "Thank you." ”

"Auntie, you must be strong. Life will have difficulties, but there are still many good people in this world. The woman comforted Ran Ran's mother and said, "I'll go in and see Ran Ran." ”

"Hey. Ran Ran's mother agreed to come to Ran Ran's bedside with the woman.

"Ranran, Ranran!" Ranran's mother called softly, "Open your eyes and see, there are well-wishers who have come to see you." ”

Li Ranran was lying on the white hospital bed, breathing very evenly, without any reaction, only falling drop by drop.

The woman sat quietly on the edge of Li Ranran's bed, touched Li Ranran's arm with her hand, and her eyes revealed a secret sadness. "These beasts living in the lower limbs, don't look at what evil they have done. The woman said.

After sitting for a while, the woman didn't say much, got up and said goodbye silently.

As soon as the woman left, the newborn showed a kind of doubt. "Aren't these people supposed to be full of sin, why, why did they come to see my mother, it's because of them that my mother has become what she is today, she must be pretending! ”

Without waiting for the newborn to confirm any judgment, soon, several college students walked into the ward, holding flowers and fruit baskets, bringing their condolences to Li Ranran.

"Auntie, this is the 10,000 yuan that our school organized to donate, you take it, Sister Ran Ran can't do without the money now!" said a beautiful female student handing a stack of money in a cloth bag to Ran Ran's mother

"This, how can this work?" Ran Ran's mother burst into tears, "how can I ask for your money." ”

"Auntie, Ran Ran is our loveliest and closest classmate, and we are all waiting for her to wake up!" The female student said softly, "You take the money, wait for her to wake up, dress up Sister Ran Ran beautifully, and then send her to school." You told her that we had a big cake for her and a lively welcome party. ”

"Thank you, thank you!" Ran Ran's mother made a strong gesture, "I can meet you as classmates, our family Ran Ran is really blessed." ”

And so it goes, batch after batch, from students to journalists, from journalists to unknown people. More and more enthusiastic people came, and the tight medical expenses were quickly resolved. The newborn looked at Grandpa Mao, who was getting thicker, and there was a kind of silence and doubt in his eyes.

"There are still many good people in the world. Listening to the repeated words in the grandmother's mouth, the hatred and fire in the newborn's heart were like encountering a violent wind and hail, and they could no longer flourish. It was as if he had been sexually satisfied when he was sick, and although it was not enough to relieve the pain, he experienced a different feeling.

At night, Ran Ranma fell asleep against Li Ranran's hospital bed. The newborn flew out of the window, and he fell to the ground, transforming into a handsome teenager. He walked down the street in confusion, next to the cars coming and going, and the young man looked at the people who came and went with his eyes, and he asked himself repeatedly, "I have always wanted to destroy the human race, is this right? They hurt their mother, didn't they, but some of them came to visit her again, and when she was at her most desperate, they extended a warm hand!"

"What should I do!" the newborn's face tightened slightly, and he walked forward slowly, and as he walked, a white Western-style building and a church appeared in front of him. Walking into the hall, there is a cross of Jesus in front of you, facing rows of neat chairs. On the choir in front of the hall, the choir was singing hymns in a neat manner.

"There is a kind of love, like the eternal cry of the summer worm, the spring silkworm spits out the silkworm endlessly, there is a voice, chasing me to move forward bravely, the Holy Spirit is in front of me to guide my heart, I am stepping forward, to Jerusalem, wind, frost, snow and rain, and the will is stronger. I will preach, proclaim the name of the Lord, and vow to win in the kingdom of God. I will go forward with a mission, to wake up the sleeping China, even when the blood is shed, I will never look back, I will go forward with a vision, to see the missionary China, to spread the gospel to every corner of the world"

"Yes, good singing!" said the church priest, "Everyone sings well, you should practice more when you go back!"

"Got it, Father!" the choir closed its book and walked around laughing.

The priest was about to leave with a kind face, but he saw a newborn baby staring intently at the image of Christ.

"What is the matter with you, young man?" said the priest, curious.

"Father, there is something that has bothered me for a long time. "The newborn made a little change to tell the story of what happened to the mother. "I don't understand," he said at last, "aren't these people responsible for all this, why, why are they coming back to visit Mother!"

The priest straightened slightly, "I see. Young man, I think this is God's test for you. ”

"Test, he?" the newborn said, gesturing to the statue of Jesus. "Why did he do this, I am not his people. ”

"Hehe!" said the priest with a kind smile, "all living beings in the world are God's people. He looked up at Christ with reverence and said, "On the right hand of God there are powerful angels, fate, suffering, twisting, flipping, and so on." This time, fate has sent you suffering and distorted your life, but it has also used the translation to make you feel the warmth of the world. I think this is a unique test of God for you!"

The newborn seemed to be enlightened, looking at the icon of Christ.

"I can't judge right from wrong for you, you have to think for yourself, and whatever you choose, I think God will give you a reward. With that, the priest walked slowly to the inner hall.

"Test!" the newborn walked out with his head down, next to a frolicking crowd that came and went. Two roads, one left and one right, appeared in front of the newborn. He took a deep breath and walked back in the direction of the hospital, but inwardly, it was unknown whether he would choose revenge or forgiveness.