In October, the creeper at Bei Yao's window withered.
"Do you think I'm joking?" Pei Chuan lowered his voice and said in a cold tone, "My calf was cut off when I was four years old. Now I only have two amputations with prosthetic legs. Would you like to see it?"
The noise of the classmates in the back of the classroom suddenly disappeared, and Zhuo Yingjing was forced to ask in such a repressed and lightly mocking tone, she paled and took a step back. She didn't dare to look at Pei Chuan, and staggered to the debris pile at the back of the classroom to take the kerchief.
Zhuo Yingjing's hands were shaking when she was cleaning the windows. She was standing outside the balcony, looking at Pei Chuan through the transparent glass.
The little boy bent over and mopped the floor with everyone with the mop.
The classroom is full of dust, and he has no expression on his face, unlike other classmates who sweep the floor and fight. He repeated the monotonous movements, quietly silent, as if the extreme and malicious words just now were not what he said to himself, but his own imagination. Zhuo Yingjing felt absurd and terrible.
She finished wiping the window with a pale face, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, trying to verify if it was a bad joke.
Zhuo Yingjing grabbed a female classmate who had gone to the bathroom and asked in a low voice, "Do you know that Pei Chuan in our class has his legs..."
The girl glanced at Zhuo Yingjing in surprise, and remembered that Zhuo Yingjing was Pei Chuan's new tablemate. The girl looked awkward for two seconds, looked at Zhuo Yingjing with sympathy and sigh, and then said in a low voice: "He has no calves, it is said that he has a prosthesis. You can take a closer look at his walking posture, and it is normal People are different."
Zhuo Yingjing was struck by lightning, and she never thought that the indifferent and cold boy had such a terrible incompleteness.
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There was a basketball court on the way out of the junior high school. When Pei Chuan walked over with his schoolbag on his back, a basketball flew straight over.
He raised his hand to catch the ball that almost hit him.
Several teenagers over there were shocked in a cold sweat, and a teenager who picked up the ball said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! We didn't mean it, are you okay?"
"fine."
"You are so quick to react, and you have good skills, let's play together when you have time."
It was the first time that Pei Chuan heard such praise, and found it ironic and funny. He didn't reply, and turned out of the basketball court with his schoolbag on his back.
Pei Chuan was very upset.
In fact, he didn't expect that the thing he minded the most would one day be said so radically by himself. However, Pei Chuan was much calmer than he thought. He could almost guess Zhuo Yingjing's psychological journey. She would go to verify with other classmates, and then gradually alienate herself.
If it's serious...
If it is serious, she will apply to the teacher to change the same table.
A few pomegranate flowers bypassed the tortuous path. They have passed the flowering period, and withered somewhat in the autumn.
In the depths of the flower, Bei Yao was sitting on the rock with her knees hugging her schoolbag in her arms.
She was wearing a red and white school uniform, and when she saw Pei Chuan pass by, she quickly followed.
"Pei Chuan." She held her schoolbag, "I didn't understand the last math problem that Teacher Qin said today. Do you know how?"
He was silent, without squinting: "No."
"Then I'll go back to understand and tell you if it's okay."
"No need to."
"are you angry?"
"no."
She bit her lip and couldn't help but smiled: "Pei Chuan, you can change your name to'Pei is not happy'."
Pei Chuan was very angry, he couldn't tell what he was angry with, even in her opinion it was naive for no reason. "Pei is not happy" with a cold face, dark eyes glanced at her.
Bei Yao said: "Don't be upset, I'll give you my nine-linked ring, OK?"
She bowed her head and took out an exquisite nine-link chain from her schoolbag, which Bei Licai bought for her specially. Bei Yao is still not willing to play, it is said that it is difficult to unlock.
She smiled and shook the nine series, and it jingled.
Pei Chuan took it over with a cold face, and in her surprised sight, he untied the whole nine chains in less than two minutes.
He pushed it back into her hand and walked forward without saying a word.
Bei Yao held the neatly solved nine-links, froze for a while and followed. The autumn wind blew the boy's black hair. She lowered her head and messed up Jiu Lianhuan as she walked.
Bei Yao solved it by herself, but couldn't solve it.
Bei Yao was not angry at his indifference, she walked beside him, humming softly. She sang Joey Yung's new album "My Pride" in 2003.
"Pride in your eyes
Write a half-life for me..."
Bei Yao's voice is soft and soft, and she sings very well.
Pei Chuan slowed down and walked side by side with her. The girl's footsteps are brisk, it is obviously autumn, but with the tenderness and vigor of spring.
"Pei Chuan, do you think the Chinese teacher looks good?"
Pei Chuan paused: "It doesn't look good."
"Oh." Bei Yao was a little disappointed. The Chinese teacher is a pure and moving woman. In Bei Yao's memory, she was almost like this when she lost weight in her second year. Then Pei Chuan must also feel that he will not look good in the future.
"Pei Chuan, let's make up."
He pursed his lips.
"The new puppy from Grandma Zhou's house keeps barking when she sees me. I'm scared when I go home these days."
Pei Chuan suddenly turned around and looked at her with his eyes down. He paused every word: "So, my role is to drive the dog for you."
Her Myolie’s eyes reflected his appearance at the moment, and then those eyes slowly bend, like the most moving peach blossoms that once filled the sky: "No, I will not be afraid if you are here, if it rushes over, I will protect you."
The bulging balloon in his heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, and he was suddenly discouraged.
When he got home, she hesitantly asked him: "Pei Chuan, are we reconciled?"
He said, "Shut up and go home."
Bei Yao understood what he meant and smiled happily.
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Pei Chuan felt that he was particularly unbelievable. He obviously didn't intend to forgive Bei Yao so easily, but he was inexplicably reconciled.
Zhuo Yingjing went to the teacher and asked to change her seat, but she couldn't say why, so she didn't change her seat.
In the spring of the first semester, a major event happened to the children in the community—Fang Minjun’s family bought a house in the center of the city. After the Chinese New Year, the family will move out of the community. This is exactly the same as Bei Yao’s memory, Fang Minjun The family will gradually become rich, because house prices will rise in the next two years.
A large group of teenagers watched Fang Minjun get on the motorcycle reluctantly, and Bei Yao also went to see her off.
Baiyao in the first grade is not very tall, so she can only stand behind the crowd. She saved a month's pocket money and bought a little rabbit coin purse for Fang Minjun.
The arrogant Fang Minjun accepted everyone's gifts, then nodded with his chin raised.
Pei Chuan looked at him coldly from a distance, seemingly out of tune with them. Bei Yao saved pocket money and he knew that she hadn't bought a candy or any bottle of drink in a month.
Bei Yao waved her hand vigorously: "Minmin, come back to play!"
Fang Minjun looked at the young girls behind him, apart from the joy of moving to a new house, he finally felt a little melancholy. She held her change purse and looked at Bei Yao with a complicated expression. Fang Minjun and Bei Yao have been compared for ten years. She doesn't like Bei Yao, but there is no way to hate her.
Bei Yao is like a soft little moon, without any sharp edges.
However, looking at Bei Yao's delicate but fat facial features, Fang Minjun almost subconsciously aroused a sense of crisis in his heart.
Now Bei Yao looks like a cute child, what if one day she becomes a beautiful girl? Then the only thing that can compare to Bei Yao is gone.
"It doesn't matter, I still go to a school with you." Fang Minjun waved, got in the car and left.
At the end of the spring, Chen Hu and Li Da were digging out ant dens. Pei Chuan went downstairs to throw rubbish and passed the corner.
Li Da smiled and said, "Chen Hu, you are not happy these few days, did Fang Minjun leave?"
"No."
"Don't lie to me, do you like her?"
Chen Hu's ears were red: "Fart, fart, it's not."
"If you like her, go and tell her, or take her home after school."
Chen Hu said dully, "I think too, but my cousin said,'distance produces beauty.' Girls don't like slimy boys. People will treat you as an older brother if you get too close. When I become tall and tall Shuai, I'll go find Minmin."
Pei Chuan squeezed the plastic bag tightly, and when they left, he went out and threw the trash away.
After school the next day, Bei Yao found out that Pei Chuan, who had been reconciled, had not waited for her, and left alone.
Bei Yao has a sense of crisis recently, because in her memory, Pei Chuan's parents had divorced in junior high school, but they seem to have not yet.
It is about to usher in the second year of the second year, and many important things will happen in the second year.
For example, Pei Chuan's personality will change drastically.
For example, Fang Minjun's appearance began to change, and Hong Kong star Chang Xue fell off the altar because of her involvement in other people's families.
And Bei Yao... finally she has the memories of her freshman year.
She looked at her white and soft face in the mirror.
In the memory, once this winter... she will begin to transform like a butterfly out of a cocoon.
The memory is too vague and long, Bei Yao even doubts, will she really become that amazing school girl in high school
As soon as Teacher Xiao Zhao left, Chen Hu stared at Bei Yao with red eyes. Then the little fat man snorted and left.
In the afternoon, the children were making paper, and Pei Chuan was standing at the door, never coming. Teacher Xiao Zhao pushed him into the wheelchair, and he pressed his lips tightly against the door with his fingers. Teacher Xiao Zhao was afraid of pinching his fingers and had to give up.
Bei Yao knew what he was looking at, and his parents have not come to pick him up yet.
She vaguely remembered that Uncle Pei and Aunt Jiang Wenjuan were divorced when they were in elementary school, and Pei Chuan and her father were divorced. However, she didn't pay attention to him at that time, and she forgot about the specific grades of elementary school.
Bei Yao stayed for the whole afternoon.
She is not a real child, and naturally it is impossible for her to be as interested in these games as a real child. And she was having a fever, the high fever made her chaotic and devoid of energy.
If you really want to grow up with the memory and soul of an adult, it's actually quite uncomfortable.
When school was over, parents came to pick up their children one after another.
Chen Hu's father was still the first to come, and the little fat man stood up from the small bench triumphantly, and gave Bei Yao a sideways glance when he passed by Bei Yao. However, what he hates even more is Pei Chuan. When he went out, he said loudly to Pei Chuan: "Your father will not come to pick you up!"
Pei Chuan raised his eyes and looked at Chen Hu quietly with a pair of dark eyes. Pale fingers gripped the wheelchair silently.
The little fat man ran away in a hurry.
Bei Yao is so angry!
bad boy!
Bei Yao’s mother, Zhao Lanzhi, got off work a bit late, so Fang Minjun usually came to pick her up. In the end, only Bei Yao, Pei Chuan and Teacher Xiao Zhao were in the classroom.
Teacher Xiao Zhao cleaned up the confetti left by the children, Bei Yao looked at Pei Chuan's back, and walked over.
The sunset fell in the courtyard, and she took a paper airplane in her hand and placed it gently on his lap.
Pei Chuan's wheelchair is not tall, but sitting on it is taller than the four-year-old female doll.
Pei Chuan looked at her.
She smiled, and Myolie's eyes curled up, and she said in a soft milky voice: "Here you are, my name is Bei Yao. Our house is very close, shall we go home together?"
Pei Chuan was cold, and was caught off guard and threw the plane.
Go away without you.
She actually understood the message in his eyes.
However, Xiao Pei Chuan had forgotten that it was a paper airplane. The breeze drove the paper airplane and flew away lightly. Fall in front of the plum tree in the garden.
Bei Yao glanced at the paper airplane, then turned to look at him.
The next moment she stepped on her short legs to pick it up, she ran back and put the paper plane on his lap cherished, the light in her eyes remained unextinguished.
Pei Chuan felt angry, even though he didn't know why, he gritted his teeth and threw it.
The little girl continued to pick it up for him, every time she picked it up, she was afraid of slapping her ashes, put it on his lap, and smiled at him with her head up.
Waiting for the sixth time, she carefully placed it on his lap.