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After the car accident, darkness enveloped my vision. I could feel my body sinking continuously. I lost track of time until suddenly, I saw a light. It was a large truck driving towards me. Looking at that familiar model, I felt a wave of confusion—wasn't that my vehicle?
At the intersection of Sanliqiao, there stood a young woman holding a swaddled baby. She anxiously gazed into the distance, constantly looking around. The child in her arms cried incessantly due to a high fever. The woman lowered her head and softly comforted the baby, saying, "Be good, baby, don't cry. Mommy will take you to the hospital soon."
The woman was very young and beautiful, but at that moment, her face was filled with worry and exhaustion. She had been waiting here for over half an hour without a single car passing by. She promised herself that next time, no matter what kind of vehicle it was, she would stop it.
Finally, after a while, a light appeared in the distance. The woman hurriedly stood up and walked to the center of the road. As the light got closer, she realized it was a large truck. The blinding headlights illuminated the road in bright white. She raised one hand to shield her eyes while using the other to protect the baby in her arms.
"Beep! Beep!" The truck emitted a piercing horn sound. The woman's heart leaped with joy as she quickly spread her arms wide, standing in the middle of the road.
"Ah!"
With a piercing screech of brakes, the large truck came to a stop half a meter away from the woman.
The woman let out a sigh of relief and hurried forward, knocking on the door.
The window rolled down, and the driver leaned out.
He was a middle-aged man in his forties, looking weary.
"What’s wrong?" the man asked impatiently.
The woman quickly replied, "Sir, my child has a high fever. Could you please take us to the hospital?"
"It's hard to get a cab around here; I really can't help you," he said, and the woman's eyes turned red as she nearly burst into tears.
The man hesitated for a moment, glancing at the woman and her child in her arms, before finally nodding.
"Wait by the roadside for me. I'll move the truck up front and then take you to the hospital."
"Okay."
The woman nodded gratefully, holding her child as she walked to the side of the road to wait.
The man got out of the truck and approached her.
"Can you still stand?" he asked.
"I should be able to," she replied.
The man supported her and helped her to her feet.
Suddenly, his hands began to wander inappropriately over her body.
The woman was startled and struggled free.
"What are you doing?"
"Hey there, sister, why not have some fun with Brother Chengzi?" he said with a lewd laugh, his hands continuing to roam over her.
"Stop it!"
The woman screamed and struggled continuously.
But the man's strength was overwhelming, and the woman could not break free.
Suddenly, the man yanked the swaddled baby from her hands.
"Don't!"
The woman screamed, trying to snatch back her child.
But the man had already thrown the swaddle to the ground.
With a loud thud, the crying from within the swaddle abruptly stopped.
He walked in front of the woman, who lay on the ground in disarray, his large hands tightly gripping her neck.
The woman's eyes were filled with helplessness and despair, her gaze fixed on the swaddle not far away.
The man climbed off her, panting heavily.
He turned to see the child in the swaddle and walked toward it.
The baby was still making faint cries, the sound barely audible.
The man picked up the swaddle and raised it high...
No! He's just a child, put him down!
I shouted in anger...
When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a hospital bed, tears soaking my pillow.
I had dreamed of that scene, of the woman holding the swaddle, and the tragedy that befell her.
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