The young man's breath was clean and clear, like deep-buried ice and snow, Bei Yao ran out of the hospital for a long time, clutching her hot cheek, and groaning in annoyance.
What is she doing
Although there is no exaggerated emotion on the Internet, the heartbeat is also very disturbing.
She ran far away, with a blushing face, and stood in the snow for two minutes. The heavy snow fell on her hair and long eyelashes, but the hot temperature could not be repelled. Beiyao hugged her knees and squatted down and buried her into a small ostrich.
After calming down for a while, Bei Yao suddenly felt that she seemed to have forgotten something.
"..." Her brother Bei Jun is still in the hospital!
She resignedly went back, hey, what if this brother doesn't want it anymore.
Pei Chuan's ward is next to Beijun. She ran away and her brother is still there. Do you want to go back now? Bei Yao's cheeks were hot, she walked to the bottom floor, hesitated for a while and went upstairs again.
Bei Yao's face flushed, and her footsteps were soft.
Bei Jun is in Ward 312. She is most afraid that Pei Chuan will be there, so she can't wait to dig a hole and bury herself in it after thinking about it.
Bei Yao took a quiet look. Bei Jun was still there, with dried tears hanging on her cheeks, and she slept soundly without heart and lungs. She breathed a sigh of relief, and went to squeeze his cheek to wake him up.
"elder sister… "
"Shhh." She put her finger on her lips, holding Beckham downstairs.
Beckham didn't understand why he wanted to be quiet: "Are we going home?"
"Ok."
"Where is that brother?"
Bei Yao's cheeks were red: "Don't ask if it's okay today? Another day, my sister will take you to thank you."
Bei Jun was also frightened by his uncle today, so he shut up.
Beiyao took her younger brother to the car. She was sixteen years old. She was full of helplessness and youthfulness with the girl, ignorant as if she had been pried open, and her mind was messed up.
She walked for a while, but Pei Chuan still couldn't calm his heartbeat.
His whole body was stiff, and his heartbeat was so fierce that he was about to die. When he slowed down, he went to the next door to see that the two brothers and sisters were long gone.
Bei Yao's emotions that failed to be fully fulfilled were fulfilled one by one in him.
He leaned against the cold wall and watched the heavy snow in December. After a long time, he touched his right cheek with his finger. After so long, it seemed that it was just a second.
It was soft, as light as a dragonfly, and it landed on this place.
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The snow still doesn't stop on Christmas Eve, and the snow scene in City C this year is particularly beautiful. Even on the news, Bei Jun watched cartoons at home after eating, and this time the little friend shouted outside that he would not go out.
After the uncle's affairs, the little boy who was not afraid of the sky finally learned to be afraid.
Zhao Zhilan was pleased that her son was no longer stubborn, but she was really afraid that Zhao Xing would leave a psychological shadow on their brothers and sisters.
Zhao Xing was still locked up at the police station, and after inspection, his body was injected with drugs. If he was asked to take Bei Jun away and the end would be unthinkable. Fortunately, Zhao Xing couldn't wait to attack Bei Jun on the street, otherwise it would be the worst if he waited until Bei Jun went to kindergarten.
Bei Licai said: "We don't expect to get the money back, and the scum who started with our nephew will be cleaned up early."
Zhao Xing was led by Zhao Zhilan when he was a child. But no mother in the world dared to use her children to tolerate her younger brother. She resolutely called Bei Yao's grandmother: "Mom, you can treat me as cruel or sympathetic. I don't recognize Zhao Xing's younger brother. What should the police comrades do?"
The old man covered his face with tears, and did not force it. All of her wealth is given to her son. Zhao Zhilan has not been easy in the past few years and it is all because of Zhao Xing. No one deserves a lifetime for whom. Although her grandmother prefers sons to daughters, she also knows that Zhao Xing really stepped on Zhao Xing this time. Zhilan has the bottom line, otherwise Zhao Zhilan would not say such a thing.
Zhao Zhilan asked Bei Yao: "Who saved you and brother?"
Bei Yao hadn’t spoken yet, Bei Jun said, “It’s Brother Pei Chuan!” Pei Chuan rescued him twice. Like a hero, Bei Jun is not as good as other grown-up teenagers or adults in the community, and he doesn’t know this. The brutal brother has no legs.
It's too powerful to hit bad guys with one hand.
Zhao Zhilan frowned slightly: "It's Pei Chuan again..." The favor is getting bigger and bigger.
Bei Yao didn't say a word, she clasped her fingers, and she was still shy and annoyed. A gentle kiss that day made her heart beat so fast, saying that she took Bei Jun to thank you, but she was ashamed as a creeper climbing. She just wanted to cover her head with a quilt.
However, she was concerned about Pei Chuan's injury, and her sentiment hadn't fully sprouted, so she had to ask her mother: "Shall I take Bei Jun to thank him?"
Zhao Zhilan glanced at Bei Yao, not knowing what he thought of, and finally said: "You and Bei Jun don't go, I will go with your dad."
Bei Yao was startled: "Why?"
Zhao Zhilan said, "Do you know from my mother? Your uncle has been locked up. There is no danger recently. The final exam is about to come. You should study hard and don't worry about some of these. You said he hurt his hand. Could you go? Can he get better or not? I owed him a solemn thank you last time. It's time to visit someone this time."
Zhao Zhilan is not a strong one, but she is extremely determined on this matter.
When sleeping at night, Bei Licai said, "Just let Yaoyao and Xiaojun thank you. Pei Chuan doesn't like talking, so it's embarrassing for us to go."
Zhao Zhilan knew that her husband did not like diplomacy, so she squeezed him when she heard the words: "You just be lazy and let Yaoyao go! They are not little babies now, Pei Chuan is almost adult, and your daughter is 17 years old. , Do you think Pei Chuan looks like the kind of nosy character? He saved Xiaojun twice!"
Zhao Zhilan had a two-for-one comparison. Seeing her husband's expression changed slightly, Zhao Zhilan sighed: "Whether he treats Yaoyao or not... In short, the favor must be paid back. I, I don't look down on him, but Yaoyao can't be with him. ."
Bei Licai said: "Could it be that you think too much?"
Zhao Zhilan said: "You said to yourself, when you were young, did you have the courage to block a knife? When you went back to the mountain col, you were not willing to recite it."
Bei Licai's face blushed and coughed: "Did you not have enough to eat, were you hungry, and couldn't move your back in those days."
But that said, Bei Licai also understands.
It was not a trivial matter like crossing a mountain pass, the boys were fighting each other with fate on both occasions.
Silent, but trumps everything. Bei Licai was also a little surprised.
As a past person, he is always much more sensitive than the ignorant and innocent Bei Yao. Bei Licai said: "Take out all the money in your passbook tomorrow."
Zhao Zhilan's meat hurts.
Bei Licai said: "Son and daughter, everything is worth it." I only hope that the young man can really rest his mind.
When the light went out, Bei Licai sighed softly in his heart.
Really can't match the secular, Pei Chuan has done nothing wrong. He is just physically disabled.
Bei Licai and Zhao Zhilan would feel uncomfortable doing such a thing, but as parents, both of them can walk through the mountain of thorns, how can they be willing to have their daughter really be with someone like that.
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At the end of 2007, all the money in the Zhao family's passbook was only 40,000 yuan.
However, it's not a small number anymore. The money was taken out heavy and packed in a bag rigorously, just like Zhao Zhilan and Bei Licai's mood.
The gate of No.3 Middle School was covered with snow and ice, and the winter wind was blowing cold on his face.
Zhao Zhilan asked about Pei Chuan's class from Cao Li, and took Bei Licai to Class 9 of the Third Middle School.
Bei Yao was about to take her final exams. The second year of high school was much heavier than the first year of high school. Zhao Zhilan told her that she would go to thank her in person, and Bei Yao thought it was thanks.
However, Bei Yao didn't know that for 40,000 yuan, all of their Bei family's savings in the past few years are in this "thank you".
Pei Chuan lowered his head to write the question, and Jin Jinyang smoked a cigarette in the classroom. He was smoking and playing games with his cigarette holder in his mouth, and the math class representatives handed out papers.
They sat together, and the class representative handed out the papers to Ji Wei.
When the class representative turned to Pei Chuan, his face changed.
He glanced at Pei Chuan hesitantly, copying, copying
Ji Wei took it, and first closed his eyes nervously: "God bless you, pass, pass, must pass!"
As soon as he took his hand away, the bright red 69 stabbed Ji Wei's heart. He held back his tears and slapped himself in the face.
Jin Jinyang laughed loudly: "If you use Viagra, don't abuse yourself. You do this every time you send papers. Why bother? It's a big deal next time."
Ji Wei divided the other people's papers.
When he turned to the last piece of Pei Chuan, he thought he had read it wrong!
With a perfect score of 150 and a pass of 90 in mathematics, how much is Pei Chuan
150!
With shaking hands, Ji Wei looked at the paper over and over again. On the paper, the young man's handwriting was strong and steady, and the numbers were written wide and wide, and the full marks seemed to shine.
For more than a year, no one in their mathematics has ever passed the pass, and this full score made Ji Wei suspect that he was dreaming.
He turned his head: "Brother Chuan, Chuan, your paper..."
Pei Chuan took it and took a look.
Jin Yang caught a glimpse of the light from the corner of his eyes, and he was dumbfounded: "No, no, how many?"
Zheng Hang turned his head, the game stopped playing, and several teenagers were confused.
Peichuan 150! That's not 50, it's 150!
The gold masculine wanted to ask something, a pair of middle-aged men and women at the door stood awkwardly at the back door.
Pei Chuan raised his eyes, his eyes condensed slightly.
Zhao Zhilan nodded at him, and Pei Chuan got up and went out.
Zhao Zhilan brought a large bag of money, and she squeezed her pockets tightly: "Xiaochuan, Auntie has something to tell you, is it convenient for you now?"
Pei Chuan nodded silently: "Go to the ginkgo forest, there is no one there."
Bei Licai deliberately glanced at the boy, and Pei Chuan was very polite. However, around his table just now, a few teenagers smoked smoky smoke, and even Pei Chuan came out with a slight smell of smoke.
After the wind blows, the smell is gone, but Bei Licai's worries cannot be dissipated.
Three people came to the ginkgo forest in the third middle school.
The leaves of the ginkgo tree are all gone, and there is a thick layer of snow on the branches, which is a unique scenery.
Bei Licai was not good at words and was a little embarrassed.
Zhao Zhilan said: "Aunt Zhao and Uncle Bei are here to thank you for saving our family Bei Yao and Bei Jun. Last time you saved Xiaojun, we did not have time to thank you, and hope you forgive your uncle and aunt."
Pei Chuan pursed his lips: "You are welcome."
Snow fell on the top of his hair, and the slightly hot body temperature melted the snowflakes all at once, bringing a bit of coolness.
Pei Chuan didn't want to hear what they said next.
But the dialogue continued.
Zhao Zhilan said: "This is our gift to you. I heard that it must be very difficult for you to live alone now. Auntie watched you grow up and knew that you are a very good child. Yaoyao, she and she are also very Good boy, she is very grateful to you. If you need help in the future, even if you come to the aunt, our family will help. Zhao Xing is in the police station, and Yaoyao and Beijun will not have it in the future. What's the matter."
The snow is slightly cool.
Zhao Zhilan looked at the silent boy and stuffed a bag of money in his hand.
"We won't delay your study, thank you for taking it. Don't dress so thinly in winter."
The young man wore a black fingerless leather glove on his left hand, forty thousand yuan, heavy.
After Zhao Zhilan said these words, she felt uncomfortable, and took Bei Licai to the school gate.
He took this bag of money, his right hand was clenched into a fist, the bandage broke open, and the blood came out again. A young girl's kiss that day has kept him obsessed for so many days, and he has been thinking about countless possibilities.
But now, someone tells him clearly that everything is wishful thinking.
It was because the snow was so scared this year that it fascinated people, and it actually gave birth to such extravagant hopes.
Pei Chuan said, "Wait."
Zhao Zhilan turned her head, Pei Chuan walked over and returned the bag: "I understand what you mean, I can't collect the money. Thank you, I have already accepted it."
His voice was muted, like a rough halberd.
Pei Chuan returned the money and walked to the classroom with his back to them. How ridiculous, isn't it? Someone broke his family and wanted him to stay away from their baby.
It was icy and snowy outside, but it was warm in the classroom.
Jin Yang and Zheng Hang were still watching the math paper with full marks in amazement. Ji Wei was the most excited. He looked at Pei Chuan with a divine gaze: "Brother Chuan, how did you get a full score on the test? It's amazing. Bar."
Jin Jinyang grinned: "Brother Chuan is not interesting enough. If there is an answer, I don't need to say in advance. Send it on the phone."
Zheng Hang said, "Brother Chuan, you really copied it?"
Pei Chuan took the paper in his left hand, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can at the back of the classroom. The blood in his right hand had stopped, and the bandage was red.
Hearing Zheng Hang's question, he lightly wrote: "Yes."
Handicapped efforts and sincerity are nothing.