Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Chapter 179 Jing Ting, Don’t Be Afraid

The past is long and heavy.

Su Qing's original name was Weng Qing, and she was Weng Yuqing's half-sister.

Weng Qing and Xiao Hongshen met in college. Although her family background could not be compared with that of the Xiao family, it was still very wealthy.

The two admired each other, fell in love freely, and got married with the approval and blessings of their elders.

They got married early, perhaps because they were really blinded by love at that time. They both lived too independently and calmly before, but they were impulsive when it came to marriage. At that time, it seemed that their hearts and eyes were full of each other.

At that time, Weng Qing delayed his plan to study abroad, thinking that it would be okay to get married first and then start a career.

They had a child in the first year after their marriage. This was Xiao Hongshen’s first child, so naturally the whole family welcomed him with love.

The old man named him Jingting.

Judging from the name, this is the eldest grandson who has high hopes.

The birth of the child added laughter and joy to the family. Weng Qing also stayed at home to accompany the child, take care of her husband, and guard this small home.

Those two or three years might have been their best time, but Weng Qing later realized that it was just her own perception.

As the children grew up, Weng Qing slowly resumed her career, studying, furthering her education, and then working again.

Xiao Hongshen is also busy. As a young and energetic new successor, he always encounters various difficult things when he takes office.

He thought that when he returned home he would receive his wife's gentle company and comfort, but often when he returned home, he couldn't even see his wife.

The children were all taken care of by their parents, so Xiao Hongshen often found an empty room when he returned home.

Every time I called her, she would apologize and say she would be back soon or wait a little longer.

At first, Xiao Hongshen was considerate of his wife's hard work, but after a while, he just felt impatient.

No one knew when it started, but Weng Qing and Xiao Hongshen often had quarrels, perhaps because she came home late, perhaps because of the children's education, or perhaps because of something so small that it couldn't be any smaller.

Xiao Hongshen was very dissatisfied with Weng Qing's work and asked her not to go out to work more than once or twice.

The Xiao family is wealthy and powerful, and they don't need her salary at all. There's nothing wrong with her being a rich wife at home, taking care of her husband and children. Why does she have to go out and keep herself so busy all day?

Weng Qing tried to talk to him rationally many times. She had her own pursuits and career, but she had neglected it for a long time in the past few years. It would take some time to pick it up again. As long as she could get through the past few years, everything would be fine.

But Xiao Hongshen didn't want to hear her say this. Whenever the topic was mentioned, he would just keep asking her to resign.

At the beginning, Weng Qing could still talk to him rationally, but later she gradually became numb and didn't want to say a word to him.

Men initially like women's beautiful appearance and appreciate women's independent personality charm. It may be true love when they love, but love changes rapidly.

Weng Qing and Xiao Hongshen didn't know when it started, but gradually their only quarrels became to the point where they were too lazy to even argue.

Weng Qing gradually spent more time with her son.

She spent all her spare time with her children. At that time, her son was like a little sun and always gave her a great sense of happiness.

Xiao Hongshen spent more and more time away from home.

On one occasion, the two of them had another quarrel.

The cause was that Weng Qing found a complete lipstick mark on Xiao Hongshen's shirt.

The lipstick mark was complete and clear. It was either an accidental smear or a blatant deliberate one.

Xiao Hongshen accused her of staying out all day and asked her in a wild way, "Do you have a lover outside?"

After that, Weng Qing began to think about divorce.

She took her child back to Xiyuan to live, but seeing how the child got along with his grandparents, she couldn't make a decision for a while.

The old lady saw that there was a problem in the relationship between her son and daughter-in-law, but she could only persuade them and then educate and scold Xiao Hongshen.

But these problems have accumulated over time and are not that simple.

Weng Qing tried to save her marriage and get along well with her husband.

But she found it was all in vain.

The smell of perfume on her husband became more and more frequent, and the female secretary who sent him home late at night could only reply with the words, "It's just normal social interaction."

One night, the young son walked into Weng Qing's room and sat next to his mother as usual, carving small toys with his wood carving machine.

The five-year-old child's hands-on ability was not that strong yet. He opened his bright eyes and asked his mother how to carve a butterfly.

Weng Qing was surprised by the child's question and asked him with a smile, "Do you like little butterflies?"

The young child smiled shyly and said that he wanted to give it to his mother.

Weng Qing asked him why.

He said that because butterflies look beautiful and free, they are happy every day.

His son's words stirred up quite a stir in Weng Qing's heart.

It also made her determined to make the decision to divorce.

She asked someone to draft a divorce agreement and then contacted Xiao Hongshen to discuss the divorce seriously with him.

But Xiao Hongshen always procrastinated and ignored her topic.

Sister Weng Yuqing was on vacation abroad at the time. When the two were talking on the phone, sister told Weng Qing that she had met a man and was in a bad mood, so she wanted Weng Qing to accompany her for a while.

Weng Qing was worried that her sister had met a bad man, so she quickly booked a plane ticket to go abroad just to accompany her and relax.

Five-year-old Jingting insisted on going with her. He said that he always felt that his mother would never come back after she left this time.

So Weng's heart softened and he took the child with him.

It just so happened that he was accompanying his younger sister Weng Yuqing to relax for a few days. She was about to pass through another neighboring country to order a batch of raw materials needed for jade carving.

Just treat it as a vacation for yourself and take the kids out to play.

Weng Qing was not alone when she went out. The old man gave her two people to accompany her and protect the safety of her and her child.

On the surface they are all drivers, but in fact they are all bodyguards.

The meeting with my sister was very pleasant, and the humid climate in that country also made me feel much more relaxed, so I stayed there with my children for a few days.

She reminded her sister not to be fooled by men's sweet words. Love and liking are just momentary adrenaline impulses. Never give up loving yourself and moving forward.

Her younger sister is a few years younger than her, just in her early twenties, which is the time when she is easily obsessed with love.

Weng Qing doesn't want her sister to follow in his footsteps, but she won't discourage her from pursuing love either.

The three of them parted at the airport.

My sister returned to China, while Weng Qing took the children to a neighboring country.

And the accident happened on that day.

When passing a bumpy mountain road, the bodyguard in the passenger seat suddenly got into an argument with the driver. The car shook and fell to the edge of the road several times.

It happened to be the rainy season, the mountain roads were muddy, and the car was driving very unsteadily.

Weng Qing hugged the child beside her tightly, trying to comfort him and tell him not to be afraid, but she herself could not stop trembling with fear.

In a flash, the bodyguard in the passenger seat took out a knife and stabbed the driver in the driver's seat.

Weng Qing covered the child's eyes in horror, not wanting him to see the bloody scene.

The car then lost control and fell off a cliff, and the bodyguard who injured the man jumped out of the car and fled at the last moment.

During that dizzying moment, Weng Qing seemed to have lost all her senses. She didn't know fear, couldn't hear, and couldn't feel pain. She could only hold the child tightly in her arms.

When everything returned to calm, day had turned into night.

The sky is gloomy and the clouds are dark and heavy.

Weng Qing was brought back to consciousness by a faint voice beside her. She opened her eyes with difficulty, reached out to touch the child in her arms, and tested his body temperature and breath.

Fortunately, the child is still alive.

Weng Qing didn't care about the pain in his body and immediately went to ask about the driver's condition.

They rolled down the cliff, but fortunately there was a long gentle slope that prevented the car from being destroyed and people from being killed.

The driver was seriously injured and she shouted many times but could only get a very slight response.

Weng Qing kept kicking the deformed car door. She had no strength left and her whole body was cold, but she didn't know where she got the strength to hold on for so long.

After a long, long time, she finally kicked open the door and forced herself to take the child out of the car.

When the boy opened his eyes and saw Weng Qing's face, he burst into tears immediately. While crying, he reached out to touch the blood on her face and asked her in a weak and choked voice, "Does it hurt?"

Weng Qing covered his eyes with her hands and said in his ear over and over again, Jingting, don't be afraid.

She then tried to open the driver's door to get the driver out, but the door was so severely deformed that she couldn't open it.

The younger children followed her, pulling with all their might against the motionless door.

Fear and despair spread at the foot of the cliff.

The injured woman and the weak child were not strong enough to open the car door.

The driver, holding on to his last bit of consciousness, told the two of them to hurry up and walk away. If they got out, there would always be a chance they could find someone to rescue him.

They could already smell the gasoline, and if they didn't move, the car might explode.

With tears in her eyes, Weng Qing knelt down in front of the driver's seat, and the children around her who knew nothing about the world also followed her example and knelt down in front of the driver's seat.

She then struggled to leave the accident car with her child.

But that day, the area below the cliff was so empty that there was nothing but despair, a muddy mountain road, a foggy valley, and the occasional cries of wild beasts.

However, a sudden heavy rain blocked their hope of survival.

Weng Qing was injured and lost too much blood. She was already exhausted. Her whole body was cold and her consciousness was beginning to become unclear.

With her last remaining consciousness, she hugged her son and repeatedly whispered in his ear, "Jingting, don't be afraid. You must try your best to live."

As long as you live, there will be hope.

The young child cried and said to her: "Mom, I will come back to find you..."

That was the last time Weng Qing heard his voice. She watched him walk away after a few steps, then look back, and watched his small body gradually disappear from her sight.

Her world fell into chaos.

More than 20 years passed in a flash.