Under the bridge, there is endless darkness, an abyss that cannot be seen, just like a big mouth of blood, as long as people fall, they will be swallowed up by the big mouth of the abyss.

Deng Kui's condition was very dangerous, and he fell straight down along with the little Xiangyang on his back.

People, in times of danger, can always instinctively reach out and try to grasp something.

At this time, Deng Kui said that she was unlucky, but she was also lucky, because when her whole body fell, she reached out and grabbed the rope on the bridge deck with both hands.

She clung so hard that she used all the strength of her life.

At this time, Deng Kui and the little Xiangyang on her back were hanging straight under the bridge deck.

When the person is hanging, the gravity down is very heavy, and Deng Kui is still carrying Xiao Xiangyang on his back at this time, which is even heavier.

The soles of the feet are suspended and there is nothing to support.

The only thing that can be grasped is the rope, Deng Kui's hand holding the rope, because of too much force, the green tendons on the back of the hand burst out.

Deng Kui felt that her arm was almost broken, but no, she must not let go.

She had to climb up.

"Mother......" At this moment, Xiao Xiangyang, who had been sleeping since the afternoon, suddenly opened his eyes.

In fact, during this time, Xiao Xiangyang has less and less time to wake up, and he may not be able to wake up once a day for a lot of time......

Deng Kui didn't expect Xiao Xiangyang to wake up at this time.

"Mom, couples, here, take it......" Xiao Xiangyang's words were slurred and said slowly.

ALS is like this, and as the disease progresses, it can make it difficult for people to even speak clearly and hard.

In the end, it may be difficult to even speak and breathe.

ALS is also more likely to occur in people with high IQs.

Although Xiao Xiangyang is only more than four years old now, he has a high IQ and is also precocious.

At the beginning, he learned to walk and talk earlier than other ordinary children, and he could understand many things that children of the same age could not understand.

Xiao Xiangyang naturally knew that he was sick, and he had a very serious illness that would die.

If you die, you will leave your mother.

He was reluctant to leave his mother, but he had no way to control it.

He also knew that his mother had been working hard to keep him alive.

For more than a year, he was carried by his mother, and every time he opened his eyes, seven or eight times out of ten he saw his mother worshipping the gods and Buddhas devoutly.

He knew that his mother was trying to get a way out for him.

He knows that his mother is very hard and hard, and many times he wants his mother to give up on him, and he doesn't want to see his mother work so hard.

But he still didn't say anything.

He knew that he was very important to his mother, so important that if he asked his mother to give up on him, maybe at the same time as giving up on him, his mother would also give up on herself.

So, he can't say.

And before waking up last time, my mother was very excited and told her that the Bodhisattva had given her a dream, saying that she was destined to be a person, and as long as she worshipped sincerely, he would be able to get a glimmer of life and get better.

In a drowsy state, Xiao Xiangyang knew that his mother had brought him to the place called the Nameless Mountain to worship.

Later, he fell asleep.

And now, waking up again, he never expected to encounter such a scene.

In the dark and terrible night, he and his mother hung under the ropes on the face of the bridge, unable to get on and unwilling to fall.

Xiao Xiangyang could feel that his mother had used a lot of strength, so that he didn't have the strength to speak.

He also knew that he was a heavy burden for his mother at this time.

If she hadn't carried him on her back, maybe Mom would have been able to climb hard.

Xiao Xiangyang's tears fell, even if his speech was still slurred, his voice was immature, and he still spoke eagerly. net

"Mom, Xiangyang, Lost, Hang, Lost,

Lose ......"

At the age of four, his voice was still that of a child, and he kept repeating the word "lost".

Expressing what he meant at this time.

It doesn't matter if he wants his mother to throw him away and throw him under the bridge.

Only by throwing him away can the burden be lightened, and my mother can climb back to the bridge and live.

It doesn't matter, anyway, Xiang Yang is also a baby who is going to die anyway, so it's okay to throw it away now.

As long as mom can live.

Xiangyang can be thrown away.

It's true.

Xiao Xiangyang spoke very hard, and even before Deng Kui needed to get close to hear it, but now in the silent night, all the sounds are infinitely amplified.

His words were vague, and it might be difficult for others to listen, but Deng Kui heard it clearly at once.

The word was thrown like a sharp knife, poking at her heart, and every blow made the blood in her heart continue to flow.

It also made the tears in her eyes fall in an instant.

After more than a year of worship, no matter how difficult it was, no matter how hard it was, even if she was so tired that she fell ill in the end, Deng Kui never shed a single tear because of the hardship, but at this time, Xiao Xiangyang's words made her heart have to be touched.

She knew the reason why Xiao Xiangyang said this, and she always knew that Xiao Xiangyang was precocious and precocious.

She knew that Xiao Xiangyang saw her situation at this time, lost him, lightened the burden, and left her the chance to live.

When he realized this, Deng Kui's heart instantly hurt, and he was distressed for Xiao Xiangyang's sensible and early wisdom.

But at the same time she was angry.

Very, very angry.

Even though it was difficult to speak at this time, she still couldn't suppress her anger.

"Do you know what you're talking about, you're digging your mother's heart when you say this. I tell you, don't say anything like this again."

"Xiangyang, if Mom could give up on you, she wouldn't have waited until now."

"Xiangyang, you are your mother's life, if you give birth, your mother will give birth, if you are gone, what's the use of leaving your mother alone."

Deng Kui cried as he spoke, but the expression on his face was very stubborn.

"Mom's ......"

"Don't say it." Realizing that Xiao Xiangyang still wanted to continue to persuade her, she directly interrupted Xiao Xiangyang's words, "You are quiet, I don't believe that I Deng Kui can't take you to climb up."

"Xiangyang, you have to remember that in your mother's heart, you are the most important, more important than your mother's life."

Xiao Xiangyang was silent.

Yes, he shouldn't have said those things, he knows better than anyone how strong and stubborn his mother is, and he knows how important he is to his mother.

Just like my mother said, when he said those words, he was digging into his mother's heart.

He couldn't say that.

Deng Kui didn't pay attention to Xiao Xiangyang anymore, and continued to work hard to adjust and climb up.

Because of the exertion, the expression on her face was really not good-looking, and it could even be said to be hideous, but she couldn't care about these at this time.

I don't know how long it took, but for a moment, Deng Kui suddenly felt that together with the little Xiangyang on his back, the weight seemed to have become lighter.

Although I don't understand why, with the sudden lighter weight, Deng Kui finally returned to the bridge with difficulty.