boyutpedia Chapter 143 Mom, Don't Leave Me
Chapter 143 Mom, Don't Leave Me
Cheng Cuo was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't realize he could already touch the object.
Xiao Hansheng felt the warmth on her head and looked up at Cheng Cuo.
When did this person touch his head?
Xiao Hansheng pursed her lips, looking rather troubled.
How should he bring it up? The person in front of him seemed to enjoy patting his head.
At this moment, the boss had already come out of the small room with the fish tank.
He wiped the sweat from his brow. Finding a similar fish for him was no easy feat.
"Here you are, little friend, your little fish is healed."
"Oh, by the way, the store is having a promotion today, I'll give you a few bags of fish food, here you go."
Xiao Hansheng stood up excitedly, her eyes sparkling with joy.
"thank you boss."
Xiao Hansheng took all the money out of his pocket, stood on tiptoe and placed it on the table, then ran away with the fish tank in his arms.
The boss was both amused and exasperated, chasing after them with a helpless expression.
"Little friend, slow down so you don't fall. Also, you gave too much money."
Unfortunately, Xiao Hansheng disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As the boat rocked, water splashed up, wetting a few strands of Xiao Hansheng's hair.
After running only a few steps, I was already drenched in sweat from the heat.
Cheng Cuo put his hands on his hips and looked down at Xiao Hansheng, who was hiding in the corner panting.
He hugged the fish tank, just smiling foolishly, but that smile was uglier than crying.
Cheng Cuo half-squatted down, keeping eye level with Xiao Hansheng, and spoke in a gentle voice.
"Do you want to go home?"
Then he stopped talking, shook his head with a wry smile, knowing that Xiao Hansheng couldn't see him at all, and certainly wouldn't hear him.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Hansheng looked up and glanced in his direction.
"May I?"
Xiao Hansheng asked uncertainly.
Cheng Cuo nodded calmly. He was truly surprised that Xiao Hansheng would be able to see him.
"Then you're not waiting for your dad?"
Xiao Hansheng didn't respond to him anymore and walked to a bus stop on her own.
With her small body all alone, Cheng Cuo leaned against one side, constantly watching for any potential dangers.
A bus slowly pulled up, and Xiao Hansheng immediately boarded it, carefully carrying the fish tank to the back row.
Xiao Hansheng remained silent after boarding the bus, and Cheng Cuo, not finding it boring, watched the scenery outside the window with him.
He's so young, yet he already knows which bus goes home from here; he's quite clever.
After a bumpy ride of about ten minutes, Xiao Hansheng got off the bus.
He almost ran to the villa's door. The door wasn't closed tightly; it was ajar. Xiao Hansheng pushed it open with her little hand and went inside.
With a loud "bang," the stool hit the ground.
Without thinking twice, Xiao Hansheng ran to her mother's room.
"Mom, are you at home?"
"The little fish has been saved! Mom, look!"
As soon as the door opened, Xiao Hansheng's words came to an abrupt halt.
Inside the room, Xiao Hansheng first saw a pair of feet dangling in the air, and then a stool was kicked over.
With a sharp crack, the fish tank crashed to the floor, scattering shards everywhere.
The water inside the tank gushed out through the broken opening, wetting the surrounding ground.
The goldfish fell out of the broken fish tank and struggled helplessly on the floor.
The goldfish has a sleek body and its scales shimmer with a subtle golden light, but at this moment it is twisting and rolling on the smooth ground, looking extremely disheveled.
The hard floor and the cold air created a double torment.
The goldfish opened its mouth as if it were panting.
Its eyes darted around frantically, trying to find a source of water, but it could only sway helplessly on the smooth ground.
Its mouth was slightly open, and it slapped its tail hard, trying to crawl on the floor.
However, due to the lack of buoyancy from the water, the movements appeared clumsy and powerless.
Xiao Hansheng steadied the stool, stepped onto the wobbly stool, and began to pull at his mother's body, trying to save her.
Cheng Cuo's body became transparent again, and he could do nothing. Xiao Hansheng could no longer see his presence.
Little Hansheng cried out for her mother helplessly. The stool couldn't support her, and she fell to the ground, a shard of glass piercing her palm.
Crimson blood flowed out, but Xiao Hansheng did not cry.
Cheng Cuo paced anxiously to the side, feeling increasingly frustrated as he couldn't do anything.
Hearing a noise from the entrance, Xiao Hansheng rushed out the door. Even though she tripped and fell, she bravely got up.
He ran while shouting, "Save my mom!"
In the entryway was their hired housekeeper, Zheng Ma. Hearing the noise, Zheng Ma immediately came in.
Xiao Hansheng, his hands covered in blood, pulled her towards the room.
Fortunately, the woman was rescued in time. Zheng's mother called 120, checked her breathing, and told Xiao Hansheng that his mother was still breathing.
Finally, the woman was lifted onto a stretcher.
Xiao Hansheng finally broke down in tears, her eyes red and swollen from crying.
He wiped away his tears, his little fingers grasped his mother's hand, and he nuzzled his head against the woman's palm.
She sobbed softly, "Mommy, don't leave me."
That year, Yu Hansheng was only seven years old.