In front of the big screen, Qiao Xi responded, but Xiao Luhuo couldn't hear it.
"Xixi, Xixi." Xiao Luhuo blinked his big eyes, fluttering, and cautiously called Qiao Xi's name.
Qiao Xi wrote on the paper: I am here.
During class, Xiao Luhuo listened carefully to the teacher's teaching, and after a while couldn't help but whispered: "Xixi."
In the next second, the white paper appeared again: Well, I am here.
The sadness of being ridiculed by classmates just now has disappeared, and the pain of being bullied has also been forgotten. Xiao Luhuo is very happy now. He seems to have found a rare treasure, a treasure that belongs only to him.
When school is over, every little classmate is happily carrying their schoolbags and going home.
Xiao Luhuo took out his schoolbag from the drawer, he packed things slowly, a little uneasy, "Would Xixi not like me?"
For the convenience of communication, Xiao Luhuo held a small notebook and a pen in his hand. Qiao Xi took the pen and wrote on it: No.
Xiao Luhuo put the schoolbag on his legs, covering his legs in embarrassment, and carefully told Qiao Xi: "Xixi, my legs can't walk."
He is different from others, will Xixi also like him
Qiao Xi reached out to touch his little head, and she wrote on the paper: No matter what you are, I like Xiaoluhuo best.
Sitting on the wheelchair, Xiao Lu Huo carefully read the words on it repeatedly, his fair and tender face blushed with embarrassment.
A pair of big eyes sparkled, full of joy, and he whispered, "I like Xixi the most, too."
On campus, Xiao Luhuo was pushing the wheelchair while chatting with Qiao Xi. He watched Qiao Xi write in the small notebook expectantly.
In front, two little boys walked slowly.
"Tomorrow is my birthday, and my mother prepared a cake for me, as well as a birthday gift." One of the little boys told the classmates next to him a little proudly.
Another little boy asked, "Will you invite me to your house for cake?"
The little boy nodded, "You don't have to go to school tomorrow, you come to my house, and my mother prepared a lot of snacks..."
The small wheelchair slowly turned behind, Xiao Lu Huo certainly heard their conversation, Qiao Xi could see that his little face was a bit lonely.
She wrote in a small notebook: When is Huohuo's birthday
Xiao Lu Huo looked at the words on the paper, he lowered his head, a little embarrassed, and seemed to be inferior, "Tomorrow."
His birthday is tomorrow too.
Originally, he didn't know what a birthday was, but every time Lu Rongrong had a birthday cake, he would receive a lot of gifts, and many children would play with him.
He asked the aunt who took care of him, and then he learned that everyone has a birthday. Once a year, parents will help birthday children celebrate their birth.
Later, he asked the housekeeper uncle, knowing that he also had a birthday time. On that day, he found out the cleanest clothes, put them on, and waited in the room to celebrate his birthday.
Until dark, he did not eat birthday cake, nor received a present.
He found that no one remembered his birthday.
After that time, he knew that not everyone would celebrate their birthday.
Xiao Lu sniffed confusedly, raised his head, and told Qiao Xi, "It's not my birthday."
On his little head, small leaf buds popped out.
His voice was childish, "Birthdays are not fun."
Xiaoyeya shook.
He continued in a low voice: "Not everyone has a birthday, and I don't like birthdays."
On the top of the head, the small leaf buds shook vigorously a few times, cute and pitiful.
Qiao Xi didn't want to bully Xiao Luhuo, she didn't reach out to play with his lobular buds, she wrote on the paper: What gift does Xiao Luhuo want most.
After a while, Xiao Lu's big eyes concealed his shyness, and he said, "You."
Although Xixi can't be seen, she is his best gift, a gift that no one else can have.
In front of the big screen, Qiao Xi's beautiful lips curled up. The little guy can be coaxing at such a young age, but he's not cute at all when he grows up.
She wrote on the little book: Besides me, what gift do you want
Xiao Luhuo thought carefully for a while, blinked his big bright eyes, and said milkyly, "I want to see Xixi."
Qiao Xi couldn't help it, reached out to touch his little head, and wrote: You can't see me.
Xiao Luhuo nodded obediently, it doesn't matter, Xixi has been talking with him all the time, and he is also very happy.
At night, Xiao Luhuo returned to the small house. After eating, he did his homework seriously, but every once in a while, he would call Xixi.
Xiao Luhuo wanted to confirm whether Qiao Xi was always there.
He was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.
In front of the big screen, Qiao Xi looked at little Lu Huo who was doing homework. She took out her mobile phone and called Da Lu Huo.
The other end of the phone answered quickly.
"Lu Huo."
"Yeah." Lu Huo's voice was deep and low, and even a soft reply made people tremble.
"What kind of cake do you like?" Qiao Xi asked him.
There was silence on the phone.
"Tell me, what kind of birthday cake do you like?" Qiao Xi was very curious.
"I don't know." Flipping through the book, the boy said slowly, "I haven't eaten."
Qiao Xi's hand holding the phone trembled. Little Lu was so confused that he had grown into a big Dalu, didn't he even eat his birthday cake
She looked at the little guy who was doing his homework seriously on the screen, and there was a sore feeling in her chest, she said softly: "The strawberry flavor is a little sweet, the chocolate flavor is more fragrant, or the mango flavor, are you allergic to mango? "
On the other end of the phone, the young man turned off the flame with his big hand, and lowered his eyes, "Qiao Xi, I don't eat these things."
Qiao Xi didn't listen to him, "Okay, I understand."
She hung up the phone.
Lu Huo clenched his phone tightly and sat in front of the desk for a long time without moving.
After a while, the fire under the palm couldn't hold back, and escaped desperately from the big hand. Lu Huo squinted at it with his dark eyes, and continued to flip through the book.
Qiao Xi asked Fengfu: "I'm going to make cakes now, if I leave, will the images on the big screen keep playing?"
"Yes, master, don't worry, the big screen will follow you and appear within one meter of you."
So even if Qiao Xi leaves the room, no matter where she goes, the big screen will always follow her until she completes this task.
Qiao Xi thought this setup was really good, so she went downstairs to the kitchen.
Seeing Qiao Xi come into the kitchen, the master was very surprised. He hurriedly said, "Miss, what do you want to eat, I'll cook it for you."
"Uncle Li, I want a cake."
Master Li quickly put on his chef's hat, "What flavor would you like to eat, miss? I'll make it right away."
Qiao Xi shook her head, "Uncle Li, you taught me how to do it, I want to do it myself."
Looking at the little Lu Huo who was sitting upright on the screen in front of her, with a stern face, and was super serious about her homework, she smiled and said, "I want to make a cake with many flavors."
"Miss, do you want to do it yourself?" Master Li couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
Qiao Xi is the jewel of Qiao's father and mother. She has always been pampered, and she has never been in the kitchen.
"Well, I want to make it myself, Uncle Li, you can teach me how to make cakes." Qiao Xi put on a new white apron, and she stood in front of the kitchen counter, ready to start.
Master Li knew that Qiao Xi was serious, so he didn't say much, and started to teach Qiao Xi how to make cakes.
At night, Xiao Luzhuo came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He immediately got his little notebook to see if Qiao Xi had left a message on it.
He was wearing a blue pajamas with puppies printed on it, his white and tender face was stained with water, and his short bangs were wet by the water, obediently lying on his forehead, he was like a freshly baked milk bun.
"Xixi, Xixi." The milk bun Xiao Luhuo called her name in a childish voice, which made people's heart soften.
Qiao Xi was sitting in front of the big screen, she was drawing, when she heard Xiao Luhuo call her name, she wrote in his little notebook: I am here.
Xiao Luhuo put the small book on his lap, and then he turned the wheelchair to the bedside, supporting the wheelchair with his two little hands, and moved his body onto the bed.
"Xixi, I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow." Xiao Luhuo was a little reluctant.
Qiao Xi wrote: See you tomorrow.
Xiao Luhuo put the little book in front of his little pillow, making sure that he would not lose it, and then closed his eyes to sleep.
The little guy didn't know, but at twelve o'clock, Qiao Xi wrote in his notebook: Happy birthday!
Then, Qiao Xi went to the Lu family's garden to pick a lot of flowers, and she even found some spare ribbons.
In the middle of the night, Qiao Xi began to quietly decorate Lu Huo's small house.
She puts flowers into small vases and places them on every table, and she also hangs bright colored ribbons in the small house.
Just before dawn, Qiao Xi put the prepared cake and the gift she had prepared on the screen.
The sky is completely bright, and the sunlight shines through the glass and falls on the flowers by the window, lighting up the room with tenderness.
On the bed, Lu Huo woke up.
He opened his eyes, probably not awake yet, his big eyes were full of sleepiness, he blinked, and immediately looked at the little book next to the pillow.
Looking at the words above, his small mouth burst into a smile.
This is the first time anyone has said happy birthday to him.
"It's not my birthday," he whispered shyly.
Above the head, Xiaoyeya shook.
When Xiao Luhuo got up with his little book in his arms, he found the decoration in the house.
"Ah." He exclaimed softly, and the room became very beautiful.
Seeing a big gift box on the table and a small gift box next to it, the little guy couldn't wait to sit in the wheelchair, and he quickly went to the table.
"Xixi, Xixi." Xiao Lu couldn't conceal the joy in his big confused eyes.
Qiao Xi took his small notebook and wrote: I'm here, you open the gift box.
The gift box is beautifully packaged with a cute bow tied on the lid.
Xiao Luhao clumsily and carefully opened the gift box. Inside was a cake of four colors. The color of the ice cream made the cake look super cute.
He sucked in his saliva, "It's a birthday cake."
Qiao Xi wrote: Do you like it
The cake was reflected in Xiao Luhuo's eyes, and he could hardly move his eyes away. He was a little shy and happy, "I like it."
Qiao Xi put candles on the cake and lit it. She taught him: Huo Huo, make a wish on the cake, blow out the candles, and the wish will come true.
The light of the candle was reflected on Xiao Lu Huo's face, and fell into his eyes, shining brightly. Nai Zai Zai sincerely said to the candle: "Xixi will always be with me."
Qiao Xi didn't hold back, she patted the little guy's head, but she didn't tell him that when he grew up, he treated her coldly all day long, and often drove her away, making her teeth itch with anger.
The candles were extinguished, and Qiao Xi helped cut the cake.
She made four flavors, different colors are different flavors.
Qiao Xi wrote on the white paper: Is it delicious
Little Lu Huo took a bite of the cake, he squinted his eyes in joy, and murmured childishly, "It's super delicious."
Qiao Xi also handed him the long gift box next to him: This is your birthday present.
Xiao Luhuo opened the gift box, and there was a painting inside. He slowly opened the painting. I saw a bright and beautiful girl drawn on the white paper, with the words: Xixi next to it.
His immature voice was full of surprises: "This is Xixi."
Qiao Xi wrote: It's me, you have to remember my appearance, don't forget.
Xiao Luhuo nodded vigorously, he remembered Xixi's appearance, and he would never forget it.
Qiao Xi stayed with Xiao Lu Huo for a while, watching him eat the sweet cake, listening to his milky and praising words, the two got along harmoniously and happily.
The big screen reminded Qiao Xi that the task time was almost over.
At this time, the door of the small house was opened, Lu Rongrong was bored at home during the holiday, and brought his two little brothers here.
"The little cripple is stealing the cake." Lu Rongrong saw the beautiful cake on the table. He stepped forward and snatched the cake, "Where did you get the cake? Why didn't I have one."
"This is my cake, you can't take it." Xiao Lu was anxious because it was the cake Xixi gave him.
He turned the wheelchair over, trying to grab the cake back.
Qiao Xi has long wanted to teach Lu Rongyao a lesson, he bullies little Lu Huo so arrogantly every time.
She reached out and snatched the cake from Lu Rongrong's hand easily. Under the terrified eyes of several children, she spread the leftover cream on Lu Rongrong's face, and slowly wiped it away.
"Ah, honor your face..."
"Ghost, there is a ghost."
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"
The two little boys were so frightened that their legs limp in an instant, and they wanted to cry.
But Lu Rongrong was much more courageous. He touched the cream on his face and wanted to scold someone, but a ball of cream was stuffed into his mouth instantly, "Ummmmmm..."
Xiao Luhuo knew that Xixi was helping him, and the villain Lu Rongrong was taught by Xixi.
For the first time, he knew that not everyone likes Lu Rongrong, Xixi only likes him.
Qiao Xi gagged Lu Rongyao's mouth with cream. She wanted to scare him again, and when she beat him up, the big screen reminded that the task time was about to end.
As soon as she let go, Lu Rongrong stepped forward angrily with a creamy face, picked up a long gift box on the table and was about to throw it at Xiao Luhuo.
"Don't throw it away!" Little Lu Huo saw that Lu Rongrong was picking up the painting that Qiao Xi gave him, and stared fiercely at him with his big black eyes.
"I'm going to throw it away!" Lu Rongrong threw the long gift box to Lu Huo.
The long gift box fell to the ground, the lid opened, and the painting inside fell to the ground.
Qiao Xi wanted to teach him a lesson, but the next second, the big screen disappeared.
On the screen she couldn't see, Lu Rongrong stepped forward to pick up the painting.
"Give me back my painting." Xiao Lu Huobai's face was stern, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to take the painting back.
"I won't return it to you." Lu Rongrong was so bad, he tore up the painting in front of little Lu Huo, "Let you bully me, let you paint my face."
"I'm not afraid of you." Lu Rongrong scattered the shredded paper on the ground.
"My painting, a gift from Xixi..." Little Lu Huo saw Lu Rongrong tore up his painting, tore it up, threw it on the ground, and even stepped on it, and Nai Baozi was so angry that his eyes turned red instantly.
He bent down anxiously, and fell off the wheelchair, ignoring the pain of the fall, Xiao Luhuo crawled on the ground to pick up the scraps of paper.
This is Xixi's birthday present to him.
Lu Rongrong didn't know what it means to stop when it's appropriate, he just did it for pleasure, he let the two brothers who were hiding outside the door come in, "Let's throw the paper on the ground into the fountain, and let the little disabled go into the water to pick it up."
Xiao Lu's eyes were red, and he held a handful of shredded paper tightly in his little hand. Under the shocked eyes of several people, he stuffed all the shredded paper into his mouth.
Xixi is his, don't be snatched away.