Li Xiang fell into a coma and had a dream...

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When I was very young, my mother liked to wash me cleanly and throw it on the bed and roll it around, making me think that I and the many piglet dolls on the bedside were in the same series.

But when my mother was cooking, she would tie me to her back and play with music, which made me different from the piglet on the bedside - she never carried the piglet on the bedside.

This magical woman seems to be tireless, shaking her back on me during the day and shaking her back on me at night.

On weekends, she could shake me on her back for a whole day, completely ignoring my feelings.

Every time I encounter such a treatment from a non-little baby, I can only look at the back of her head with helpless eyes, and spit out the milk I just drank from my stomach.

I was almost beaten to death by my mother many times. It was not until she spitted her breasts on her neck that she would wake up, spread me to the ground, let a little white puppy take care of me, and then she continued to jump.

I looked up at the plane flying in the sky and cherished this rare moment of peace. If the little puppy around me didn't lick my face enthusiastically, I would be in a better mood.

It won’t take long before my mother will continue to tie me to her back, hold me in her arms, or ask other aunts to take turns to hug me, dancing square dance while hugging me, laughing and enjoying it.

It's really hard to understand these women!

When I was 5 years old, the doctor told my mother that I can’t die and I should exercise more often, otherwise my muscles will atrophy.

I only realized that this was probably the reason why my mother kept shaking me, turning over me, getting out of me, lifting me, and even beating me.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she is really happy with it.

Because of my frequent exercise, I did not die.

Because of her frequent exercise, my mother, this 29-year-old widow, lives a good life and has a better figure. The aunts who dance square dance are envious and jealous, and she is also proud.

Life lies in tossing, and this sentence is really correct.

When I was 18 years old, my condition worsened.

The doctor said that this child has amyotrophic cervical disease. If his neck can move by the end of the year, God will let him go.

My mother told me that I have to think of a way to make you move.

I said, my mother, I don’t want God to let me go, I just want you to let me go.

I was so angry that I was so young. Now that I was 18 years old, I will definitely encounter even more ruthlessness. I am so scared.

My mother touched my head and said kindly, "You have to call me sister, hurry up, call me sister."

I didn't call me a little sister, but she got rid of it.

She let go of her hand on a slope, and I was in a wheelchair and ran down, the wind whistling in my ears, and I was so scared that I screamed.

She chased me and shouted happily, Run, Li Xiang! Run~

Why are you running? I really can't run!

My pair of legs that shrank into pieces could not support my body, even for a second!

I have never been successful in 18 years!

Does it feel like flying? My mother caught up and asked breathlessly, "This time, adrenaline is secreting a lot."

The feeling of flying a bird! I was so scared that I was so scared! I was about to piss out!

The neighbor with round framed sunglasses came back from walking the bird, and I looked at his black starling. I thought I understood it, it should have understood me too, we all lost our freedom~ It was trapped in a cage, I was trapped in a wheelchair.

The old man covered the bird cage with a black cloth and left leisurely.

My mother also dragged my wheelchair and climbed up the slope.

I was almost scared to death! I quickly said to my mother, "Miss, how about you finding a man and having a healthy child to play?" I don't want to play with you anymore, I'm too tired! I would rather die early."

She said, do you think I don’t want to? But I have to be a widow for your father!

I didn't die! I didn't fall to death when I was walking on the slope, nor did I succeed in being myself when I was broken.

The idea of ​​killing myself wandered in my mind for many years and took action many times, but every time it ended in a farce and a comedy. Afterwards, my mother laughed at me. This made me very sad. I couldn't even want to die. I really don't know what else this person can do.

More than a dozen times, dozens of times, I finally gave up. I didn’t want to die, it was too harmful to my dignity! Although my dignity had faded to my ankle.

Let it be natural.

The result of letting things go naturally was that I lived until I was 25 years old. I graduated from college that year.

Others graduated at the age of 22, and some of the classmates graduated at the age of 18.

They are really geniuses, obviously not. I am the oldest in the class, and the 18-year-old genius girl called me uncle.

My mom said I am a genius because I spent 25 years in wheelchairs and hospital beds.

I was able to get into college and graduate successfully, thanks to my mother.

I think that she can get into college by herself while studying. She is the amazing person. The 18-year-old genius little sister is not as good as her 50-year-old aunt.

I found a job. I couldn't do physical work, so I could only do some relaxing work. With the influence of music since I was a child, I made arrangements for people.

The first song was composed of square dance music, which came from my childhood deep memory. I couldn't control my hands during the arrangement process, so I made such a hi song.

I was almost fired.

The boss said that I didn’t expect that I, a disabled person, would be so unrestrained. For the sake of being a disabled person, I would try again. So I started a week of internship.

After two days of internship, my mother came to pick me up home.

The night before, I didn't get up again after falling asleep.

Okay, I just graduated from college and wanted to show off my skills. I just wanted everyone to see the unrestrainedness of me, a disabled person, and now I have declared a premature death.

After waking up that morning, not only did I not move my feet, but my body and my neck could not move either.

I remember what the doctor said at the age of 18 that if my neck can still move, I can still live. On the contrary, if my neck cannot move, I can't live anymore.

Obviously, I can't survive anymore.

It is a miracle that I can live until I was 25 years old. I live my life with the mentality of dying every day, so I maintain my mentality well.

Logically speaking, in my state of "lying on the corpse" until I swallow my last breath until the body becomes stinky and faints from the landlord, otherwise I will not be discovered.

Fortunately, I have a puppy, which is as smart as the little puppy I loved to lick my face when I was one year old.

One of them is called Shishi and the other is called Dou Dou. Since I was a child, my mother has trained me to help my master ask for help.

Dou Dou saved me many times, but it couldn't save itself. Once he was hit by a car while crossing the road.

Now Shishi is also fighting hard on the front line to save me, hoping that it will have a good end in the future, but I can't wait for the day to send it off.

I love them. They are a few wisps of warmth in my dark life.

Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda. These two puppies will definitely be reincarnated as humans in the next life.

Shishi beeped in the phone with three long, one short, five long, nine tones in total, and then my mother came.
Chapter completed!