Bai Yutong felt weird and puzzled, and Bei Yao asked her: "Can I come in and see Pei Chuan?"
The girl's voice is clear and sweet, because it has a nasal sound, it is a little softer. Bai Yutong hated him and thought, God knows that stepbrother is dead or not, if he is infected, he will become a mad dog, and he will catch someone and bit him.
She and her mother didn't dare to see, Bei Yao came just right.
Bai Yutong staggered and let Bei Yao in.
Cao Li's mother and daughter looked at each other, but they didn't say a word. They watched Bei Yao walk to the closed door.
The girl quipped the knuckles: "Pei Chuan, are you okay?"
Pei Chuan sat up from the bed with a slightly hollow gaze, "What are you here for?"
Bei Yao suppressed her crying: "I saw that you were injured. Shall we go to the hospital and see?"
Pei Chuan whispered: "You go, I'm fine."
Bei Yao was worried and sad, and she couldn't leave. Pei Chuan knew she was still outside, and Cao Li's mother and daughter must be there.
Pei Chuan looked at the scrapped prosthesis at the foot of the wall and closed his eyes. Because it happened to hurt his calf, when those people saw his broken trouser leg, the first thing they saw was his unique prosthesis, not the hideous wound.
This room is like a cage. Without a pair of artificial legs, he can't even go out on his own.
"Pei Chuan." Bei Yao's voice was soft, and she stuck to the door. But I can't say anything.
In fact, Pei Chuan doesn't need her pity.
He and Bei Yao were separated for one year, living and working like normal people. He learned to play ball, card and boxing. He wished that when he first saw Bei Yao, he looked normal and healthy.
He aspires to be a normal and powerful man, not a handicapped who is close to her by sympathy as he did when he was a child.
But once the prosthesis was broken, he even struggled to get up from the ground.
Pei Chuan knew that he would stay longer, and he must be waiting for Pei Haobin to come back and take him to check.
He didn't want this ending. For so many years, even his biological father had never seen his stump again.
Pei Chuan took out his mobile phone: "Wang Zhan, the prosthesis is broken, come and pick me up."
Pei Chuan was not a person sitting and waiting for death. After a while, he moved to the bed and pulled over the wheelchair he hadn't used for a long time.
This is the wheelchair that Pei's family bought him when he was fourteen or fifteen years old. It was far better than the wheelchair he used when he lived alone in an apartment later. However, relying on the strength of his arm, he easily sat on it.
In autumn, his quilt was thin, so Pei Chuan pulled it down and put it on his leg.
He drove the wheelchair, put the prosthesis in the corner into the storage box, and locked it in the cabinet.
After doing all this, he only had his hands stained with the blood of wild dogs.
Pei Chuan lowered his eyes and turned on the kettle in the room.
The water was very hot, it was the boiling water that Cao Li used to show his "concern". But Pei Chuan didn't wait for it to cool down, Bei Yao had stood outside his room for too long. He poured it into the cup, and the water ran down his fingers, his fingers trembling lightly, and he didn't say a word, washing his hands clean.
He packed these, and then opened the door.
Bei Yao did not expect that the door in front of her would suddenly open, and there were silent tears in her eyes, like dewdrops on the treetops in the early morning.
The boy's lips were pale, he glanced at Bei Yao: "You go home, I'm fine."
Are you used to it
Cao Li was surprised that Pei Chuan would come out, but she didn't know what to say. Bai Yutong's reaction is much more intuitive. She has always known that her step-brother does not have double legs, but every time he sees him in the past, he wears a prosthesis, which is no different from a normal person.
This was the first time she saw Pei Chuan in a wheelchair, and she clearly realized that he was disabled.
However, this crippling is extremely uncomfortable. She still remembers the miserable appearance of that dog's brain burst, so that she did not dare to ridicule Pei Chuan.
Soon the doorbell rang. This time Pei Chuan didn't look at anyone. He pushed the wheelchair to open the door.
On the wheelchair, his fingers were slender and strong, but his palm was buried with redness and swelling that no one saw.
Outside the door is Wang Zhan.
Wang Zhan was wearing a white coat and was gasping for breath. He almost drove over and ran all the way into the community.
"Bei Chuan?"
Pei Chuan nodded, and Wang Zhan pushed him away intentionally.
Cao Li's mother and daughter kept silent. When he came, the family was quiet, and when he left, the air was quiet. Like a passerby in this home.
Pei Haobin had not had time to come back from the task. Pei Chuan was no longer the one who couldn't do anything in his childhood. He was able to arrange his back and leave the community with his back straight.
Bei Yao wiped her tears and followed them speechlessly.
Wang Zhan looked back in surprise, and this doctor didn't care about Pei Chuan's private affairs. The little girl was so pretty that it was hard to ignore. However, his client, Pei Chuan, who had always been very bad-tempered, didn't drive her away, and Dr. Wang had no choice but to ignore it.
It is extremely difficult for Pei Chuan to go down the stairs in a wheelchair.
Besides, Pei Chuan is not physically weak. Wang Zhan is a literati, and it is very difficult to go down with his man and wheelchair.
Their old community did not install an elevator. When they got down to the second floor, the wheelchair Wang Zhan really lost his energy, his hand shook, and the wheelchair rolled down. Wang Zhan's heart jumped with fright, but he saw that Pei Chuan grabbed the railing with one hand and stabilized himself and the wheelchair.
However, Pei Chuan's expression was not fortunate. Because of this action, the quilt covering his legs slid down.
The other hand only had time to grasp the corner of the quilt. Almost for an instant, he chose to let go of the hand holding the railing, preferring to fall down instead of lifting the layer of cloth to reveal the empty trouser legs.
The scent of cloves came around, and she pulled the quilt up with a pair of slender hands, covering his legs well.
He lowered his eyes and met the girl's red eyes.
She pursed her lips, trying to help Dr. Wang straighten her wheelchair. Pei Chuan took her slender wrist and removed her hand from his wheelchair. Wang Zhan sighed lightly, and resigned to his fate to help the grandfather go downstairs.
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In the evening of September, the night fell quietly.
Wang Zhan assisted the person who installed the prosthesis to fix the new prosthesis for Pei Chuan. In the past two years, Pei Chuan has grown up, and the data of the residual limb will not be replaced. As Pei Chuan's attending physician, Wang Zhan is very clear about his situation.
The crowd was busy until 8:30 in the evening, and the neon lights of the city were already lit up.
After Pei Chuan put on the prosthesis, Wang Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, but Dr. Wang couldn't help but said, "What did you do? The prosthesis can be broken."
Pei Chuan’s artificial limbs are waterproof, which is currently a relatively high level of domestic prostheses.
"Kill a wild dog."
Wang Zhan was dumbfounded, thinking he was joking: "What, what?" He quickly said, "I'll check your body."
Pei Chuan brushed away his hand: "I was not bitten anywhere else."
Pei Chuan also found it ridiculous, it turned out that the prosthesis saved his life.
When he got out of the hospital bed, Wang Zhan said, "She is still waiting outside."
I didn't know what the jerk kid meant, but let the little girl follow along all the way.
Pei Chuan gave a low "um", he knew.
He opened the door, the autumn night was a bit cool, and the city lights came on for the second time. Bei Yao sat on the hospital's blue escort stool properly. When he came out, she stared at him nervously with big eyes.
He walked over and asked her: "Is it cold?"
Bei Yao shook her head. She was afraid to ask the result, but she still asked with a trembling voice: "Are you okay?"
Pei Chuan said, "It's okay."
She opened her mouth. What happened today has almost subverted her cognition for many years. People are cold and warm, Pei Chuan has already seen it thoroughly, but she is the only one who lives innocently and happily, hoping that he will be a good person.
But everyone treats him this way, why does he have to be a good person
The children's parents were so flustered that they looked at their baby, and even Zhao Zhilan was almost fainted by her son Bei Jun.
Bei Yao was very sad, she felt ashamed.
It was wonderful to see the world when I was young, but some things forced young girls to grow up.
It was late, Bei Yao told Bei Lizai before going out, but the car from the city hospital didn't wait so well. Pei Chuan didn't drive his own car, and he didn't ask Wang Zhan to send it.
He took Bei Yao forward.
The night wind was light, and the boy put his hands in his pockets. Pei Chuan has never spoken much. If no one talks to him, he can stay quiet all day.
The moon came out and hung high in the sky.
Bei Yao slowly followed his steps, the redness at the end of her eyes had not disappeared. The more she thought about it, the more sad she became. If Pei Chuan didn't come back by herself, would she have lost him in the years
Some things have nothing to do with ignorant love.
She looked left and right, and saw an old man selling hydrogen balloons. Bei Yao said, "Pei Chuan, wait for me."
Pei Chuan stood still, watched her trot over, gestured at the old man, and pointed to the balloon above. The old man gave her a dragonfly balloon.
She took it and ran back all the way.
Countless children looked at her and her balloons. She spoke with a nasal voice, which was unique to girls: "Pei Chuan, stretch out your hand."
He clenched his fist and stretched out his left hand in his pocket, without letting her see the redness and swelling in his palm that hadn't faded.
Bei Yao tied the balloon to his wrist, she tied a knot, and the poor balloon floated in front of them, it was funny.
Pei Chuan didn't solve it.
The inflated dragonfly flies gently in the air, like her fingertips inadvertently touch.
His self-esteem is no more than desire, so she is here now.
Pei Chuan asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
Bei Yao said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Was it sad that you left home a year ago?"
He looked at her silently.
The girl gave a nervous smile, and the dewdrop fell from the branch, looking very beautiful in the moonlight, waiting for his answer.
At that moment, he faded away. After a year of arrogance and exaggeration, he also felt a little sad.
He said, "No."
He is inherently bad, but he is sad. Just wanted to go and left.
She said: "I almost lost it once when I was a child. My mother tied a hydrogen balloon on my hand. She said that she could see me at a glance and found me back. Pei Chuan, I'm sorry for not being able to find you. please forgive me."
His eyes fell on her.
Autumn night was a bit cold, she wore a beige mid-length sleeve, shivered by the cool breeze. It's just that her smile brightened up, and she stretched out a tender little hand: "Splash you, forgive me, okay?"
It's like when he was a child when he was so angry that she was too old, she asked timidly, give you a call, forgive me, OK
Long street.
The sound of the wind rushed into his ears, and his heart suddenly softened.
What's wrong with her? He has always treated her badly, so she was surprised that she liked her. He even came back only for passion and lust.
She hasn't changed, he is worse.
He wanted to hold this hand even more, because she should have been holding it when she was asked to follow it. But no one at all.
He thought desperately, when he was done, he liked her even more.
So he said: "Go home."
Countless conspiracies and tricks were useless, but it was no match for her real and close smile. It turned out that someone had never thought of abandoning him.
The last bus home came as scheduled, and the car shook.
Bei Yao slept so peacefully for the first time.
Pei Chuan was sitting next to her with a small slit in the window. The street lights were dim, and the shadows of the trees could not cover the moonlight. There was only an old record store outside with older songs. He listened carefully, yes. Li Keqin's "Moonlight Serenade", he turned his head to look at her, she fell asleep unsuspectingly with her long eyelashes hanging down—
…
But my heart is still occupied by her every moment
She seems still not speaking this month
The solo violinist plays the bright moon and half leaning against the late autumn
My concern and my longing till later
Still leaning against the insomnia night looking at the stars
I still hear the violin crying like weeping and then provoking.
Why is only one crescent moon left in my sky
After this night, the audio will be cut off
People like the bright moon in the sky cannot be owned
He felt sorrow and sorrow in his heart, but he was grateful that he had not had time to really hurt her.