Crack: Not loving you is the way back

"No...no, don't!!" Su Mo sat on his seat, shaking his head from side to side, muttering something in horror.

"Girl? Girl?" The woman sitting next to her holding a child gently pushed her and called out in a low voice.

"Ah!" Su Mo screamed when he was woken up. His eyes suddenly widened and he stared blankly at the surrounding passengers who were looking sideways.

Knowing that her sudden scream had disturbed people, Su Mo felt extremely sorry. Her eyes were blurred and she was a little out of sorts. However, it did not affect her sincere apology to the people around her. However, when she spoke, her voice was slightly dry and hoarse, " Sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

The woman sitting next to her helped her sleeping child while coaxing her sleeping child. Her tone was shallow and very comfortable to listen to: "This girl just had a nightmare. Please bear with me. Accidents will inevitably happen when you go out, and she is not one of them." On purpose, everyone continues to sleep, haha, continue to sleep."

Su Mo apologized sincerely, and the person who was woken up could not express his anger, so he could only put on his headphones and continue sleeping to avoid being woken up again.

"Girl, are you having a nightmare?" The woman looked down at the child who was not sleeping peacefully in her arms, and adjusted her holding position.

He gently patted the child's back with his gentle hands. Seeing that Su Mo was silent, he raised his head and said to Su Mo with a smile: "Go and wash up. There is sweat on the forehead and neck, and the hair is stuck together."

Su Mo finally came back to his senses, his blurred eyes slowly focused, and he looked at the woman in front of him with great gratitude, thanking her for her help.

He reached out his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on his forehead nonchalantly, and squeezed his ribs with his left hand.

She was indeed having nightmares. She had been trapped in a vicious cycle of insomnia since at some point. She always had trouble sleeping. She woke up from nightmares again and again, causing stomach cramps and cold sweats every time. She looked like she was terminally ill. of terminally ill people.

There is no cure, and he desperately waits for the arrival of death while awake.

People will selectively forget pain and retain good memories, but the good memories in her mind seemed to have been suddenly formatted, leaving only painful experiences, over and over again, and came out from time to time to stimulate her and make her Remember this pain always clearly.

Ji Lufeng rescued her regardless of her own safety, but fell into a pool of blood forever; Huangfujue kept beating her, pinched her neck, and tortured her with a sinister face, why she was not the one who died, and why she could still live well...

The woman saw that something was wrong with Su Mo's expression, and then saw that she only had a backpack. She sighed secretly, turned around and took out a bottle of water from her bag, twisted the lid and handed it to her, "Here, Drink of water."

Su Mo looked at the bottle of water with a dazed look on his face, but did not take it. Several unfamiliar pictures flashed through his mind.

The woman pushed the water towards her again, touched her arm, and smiled kindly: "Take it."

Su Mo suddenly became excited, his eyes slowly focused in front of him, and he quickly recalled everything that happened in just ten minutes. He hesitantly reached out to take it, tightened the lid again, held it in his hand, put it on his legs together, and whispered in a low voice. He said to the woman: "Thank you."

The woman smiled, said nothing, lowered her head and continued to coax the child who was sleeping uneasily in her arms.

It was pitch black outside the car window, and a cool breeze crossed the half-opened window and blew onto Su Mo's face. At first, she felt okay. The coldness made her sober. Soon, she just felt It was cold and hard, numbing the bones in his face.

Shrinking his neck, he glanced at the backpack placed aside. He raised his hand to pick it up, opened the zipper, and groped inside for a while, and finally felt two chocolate bars.

She handed one to the woman in front of her and gave one to herself. Looking at the familiar packaging bag, her calm eyes stirred up a storm, but she quickly suppressed it.

She has eaten this brand of chocolate, and has endorsed it before.

It's still the same advertising slogan, still the same weight, but the girl on the packaging is no longer her.

Tear open the packaging bag and chew hard, as if you want to chew everything in the past completely in your mouth, swallow it in your heart, and cease to exist as the intestines digest it.

The carriage was very quiet. Except for the occasional sound of wind blowing in, there was no longer any abnormal sound. Everyone was wearing headphones and doing their own thing quietly. There was no desire to whisper to the strangers sitting next to them. .

Su Mo put his hand back into his backpack and found a bottle of water. When he was about to take it out and take a sip, he saw the bottle of water on his lap that was kindly handed over by the woman across from him. After thinking about it, he finally put down his backpack.

Seeing the woman coaxing the child with a gentle look on her face, she curiously asked, "Wouldn't it be tiring if you go out alone with your child?"

"There's nothing you can do about being tired. It's all the flesh that fell from your body after all." The woman smiled at Su Mo. Although there was fatigue in her smile, it was filled with happiness. "My husband is a soldier. When I gave birth to my child, he He originally wanted to come back to accompany me, but unfortunately the plan couldn't keep up with the change. He happened to have a task to perform, so he hasn't seen the child yet. I happened to be free during this period, so I thought about taking the child over to show him and let the child Look at your father, lest your children grow up without being close to him.”

It turned out that she was a military wife, and there were countless sad names hidden behind such a great name. Even if she felt wronged, she still had to grit her teeth and walk across this tortuous "single-plank bridge" alone.

Su Mo nodded and sincerely admired and praised: "You are great." Whether as a mother or a wife, she added silently in her heart.

She always feels that not only are the soldiers who protect their families and country and spread their blood on the motherland great, but the military wives who stand behind the soldiers and silently guard their part of the world are equally great.

Suddenly being praised, the woman blushed in embarrassment, "There is nothing great or not, it all depends on the heart that loves him." After saying that, the woman couldn't help but sigh: "If it wasn't like this, how could it be possible? I willingly gave birth to children for him and endured this hardship with joy."

The water in the spring river is warm and the duck is a prophet. Only the people inside have the right to speak about the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

Su Mo could tell that the woman in front of him was very happy. Although she was alone with her child on a long-distance train and had to take care of not only herself but also a child who had not yet learned to speak, she did not feel aggrieved at all.

Su Mo looked at the child in trance and asked softly: "Can I see him?"

The woman was slightly stunned. Seeing the eagerness in Su Mo's eyes, she nodded and said with a smile, "Of course."

Su Mo leaned forward slightly, looked at it reluctantly for a few times and then looked away with greedy eyes.

Love is poisonous, children are cute, and maternal love is great.

Once upon a time, she had thought about getting pregnant and giving birth to a child for one person, and she had also imagined a sweet life for a family of three. However, reality slapped her hard. After all, she had thought too much.