After Zhu Hui ran out of Yang Qianfan's apartment, she wandered around the street unconsciously like a critically ill patient whose anesthetic had not subsided after the operation. She didn't want to go home, so she ran to the park not far from home, found a clean bench and sat down. She stared blankly at the vehicles that shuttled back and forth on the road, desperately looking at everything.
At this time, the sky was also very merciless, and suddenly there was a strong wind and rain. The rain was fueled by the wind, and they were united in a line, like a blade of cold light, the knife cut mercilessly on Zhu Hui's unresponsive body. Pedestrians holding umbrellas passed by her, all looking back curiously, wondering what kind of blow the poor bug in front of her had suffered, and she would be so embarrassed.
The rain didn't stop until dusk. After Zhu Hui got home, Zhu Hui ignored no one, did not eat, did not take a bath, and went to bed after she fell out of bed. Once she fell asleep, she slept until the next morning. She opened her quilt and pulled her up from the bed. Then she opened her eyes in a daze, as if she had just awakened from a faint and began to know the pain, unforgettable pain, recalling everything that happened yesterday, as if she had done something. A nightmare, I can't bear to look back.
After getting up from the bed, she cried while brushing her teeth. Since growing up, she has never been as sad as she is now. She kept regretting that she hadn't listened to the advice of her friend Tang Xiaohui in the first place, believing that the rogue Yang Qianfan's rhetoric, and finally ended up in a ruined field. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she was so angry that all the guilt was scattered all over the innocuous couple's watch. She ran back to the room angrily, and took out the women’s couple watch from the bed. Just when she raised her hand to throw the watch out of the window, she suddenly hesitated and thought: "This watch is so expensive, just throw it like this. What a pity to drop it! Forget it, let it go first, and after a while, the flea market in the school will sell this watch cheaply, so that it can recover a little cost, at least not to lose money. "But every time I saw it at home, I was shocked every time I thought about it for a while, and when my heart became stronger, I simply put this watch in a plastic bag, sealed it, and buried it in a flower pot of a cactus planted by myself, as a tribute to myself. Looking back on the first love.
She went to school listlessly with her schoolbag on her back. As soon as she entered the school gate, a few girls standing at the gate on duty saw her as if they had seen a UFO. They pointed at her, whispered and whispered. Covering his mouth with his hands from time to time, as if talking about state secrets, I was afraid of being heard by aliens. Zhu Hui was taken aback in her heart, a trace of fear burst into her eyes, and she thought to herself, what happened yesterday would not have spread so quickly! Thinking of this, she didn't dare to continue thinking, holding her breath, speeding up her pace and rushing towards the teaching building. When she rushed to the door of the classroom, she couldn't help but hesitate, her heart beating as if it was about to explode, and she thumped. She took a deep breath, opened the door cautiously, and sneaked her head in to find out if there was any movement that was unfavorable to her in the classroom. Fortunately, there were not many people in the classroom and it was unusually calm. Liao Chengwei's seat was as she had hoped, but it was still empty and no one was sitting. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the classroom boldly.
Throughout the four classes in the morning, she has always been restless, as if what was beating in her chest was not a heart but a time bomb, and she was about to take her life at any time. This uneasy feeling was like a storm before the arrival of rain. Even if the teacher asked her to get up to answer the question, she was half silly, and she didn't know what the teacher asked.
At noon, Tang Xiaohui ran to her class and asked her to go to the cafeteria for lunch. But she said that there are too many people in the canteen, and bad air will affect appetite, so Tang Xiaohui will help her bring a box of lunch and eat in the classroom. Seeing that she didn't want to go, Tang Xiaohui was disappointed, but he didn't avoid it anymore, so he went alone.
Before long, Tang Xiaohui ran back hurriedly carrying the lunch. As soon as he put down the lunch box, he asked her excitedly: "Did you go to Yang Qianfan's house yesterday?"
When Zhu Hui heard it, her eyes went dark, then her ears rang and her face flushed like an explosion. She opened her eyes wide with tension and asked Tang Xiaohui: "How do you know? Who told you?"
"Do you still need someone to tell me now?" Tang Xiaohui sighed and shook his head helplessly at her, and said: "I heard a lot of rumors about you just now when I was eating in the cafeteria, saying that you ran to Yang Qianfan's house with affection yesterday. Threw arms to him, said a lot of nasty things to him, and knelt down to him in public, confessed to him that you like him very much, and begged him to agree to be your boyfriend, but in the end you got caught Yang Qianfan refused in public because Yang Qianfan said that he already had a love, and his love was Li Lingfei, the famous school flower in the school."
Zhu Hui turned blue with anger and trembling all over. She stood up excitedly and yelled at Tang Xiaohui: "What, who made my rumors behind and told me like a clown, when did I? Kneeling to Yang Qianfan and confessed to him that I like him." When she said, she squeezed her fist, wishing to get rid of the people who made rumors behind her and throw them into the shit bowl to feed the dog.
"Xiao... Xiaohui, don't want to be like this. I also believe that those are just rumors. How could you like Yang Qianfan that rascal?" Tang Xiaohui comforted her.
At this moment, the campus radio suddenly rang across the entire campus. First, a Jay Chou nunchaku was played, and then somehow a love radio drama was played somehow. There was nothing special about this radio drama at the beginning. But the more weird it became when I put it later, the accent of the characters inside suddenly changed, and those who were still speaking Mandarin just now spoke Wuhan dialect in a blink of an eye. But what is even more strange is the lines inside, which sound very familiar. The lines are as follows:
"Because... because I have something to think... I want to tell you." said the man.
"What are you talking about?" said the woman.
"I... I like you, would you like to be my girlfriend?" the man said.
"You...you...what did you say, you...you like me." the woman said.
"Yes... Yes, I... I like you." said the man.
"Actually I like you quite a lot," the woman said.
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"Since I met you in the backyard last time, I have had a strange affection for you. This affection cannot be explained clearly. It is as if Cupid's arrow shot into my heart instantly, making my heart beat. , Makes me unforgettable, I think this feeling is probably the legendary love at first sight!" said the woman.
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"I promise to be your girlfriend." The woman said.
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"You... You... You have seen it too, all this is just a joke, a joke, you-shouldn't you take it seriously?" the man said.
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As Tang Xiaohui listened, he couldn't help frowning and grabbing his chin. With a puzzled look, he said to himself: "How come these two people's voices sound so familiar? They seem to have heard them somewhere." He pondered, suddenly in his heart. Surprised, he looked back at Zhu Hui and shouted: "Xiaohui, isn't this your voice? How could your voice appear in radio dramas."
At this moment, Zhu Hui suddenly freezes like a movie film halfway through, and the whole person is as stiff as a frozen fish that has just been taken out of the refrigerator, stiff, standing there stupefly and air-drying. She never thought that the scum would be so boring. She painstakingly recorded all the stupid things she said in Yang Qianfan’s house yesterday, and she also took great pains to transfer the flowers to the love radio drama and broadcast them in school. come out.
Tang Xiaohui saw that she seemed to have been fixed by Monkey King, and instantly frozen, ignorant, so scared that she called her name repeatedly in her ear, hoping to wake her up. After a while, Zhu Hui finally moved, but she was so slow that she was rusty and squatted. She turned her head blankly and looked at Tang Xiaohui. When she was about to say something to him, she stunned again, and then a stream of heat gushed out of her nose. Tang Xiaohui screamed in shock when she saw this. "Xiaohui, you have a nosebleed." As soon as his words fell, Zhu Hui fell to the ground and fainted.
"Xiaohui, Xiaohui..." Tang Xiaohui was so scared that he carried her and ran to the hospital. The doctor took out a thermometer to measure 41.5 degrees. Zhu Hui is having a high fever and needs to be hospitalized for observation. Grandma Zhu quickly rushed to the hospital when she heard the news. She saw Zhu Hui lying on the hospital bed being infusion, so she didn’t get angry. She turned around like a shrew cursing the street, no matter what the situation is, she bashed her head. She gave Tang Xiaohui a scolding slur, saying some messy, oil-free words.
"You stinky boy, because I treat you so well, I take care of your little bastard like my future grandson-in-law, and I plan to wait for you two to grow up in the future, and I will leave our Xiaohui beautiful and beautiful. Marry to your house and be your wife as your kid. You are fine. Now you start to bully our family Xiaohui and make her look like this. Did you mean you did it?"
"I didn't bully her..."
"Don’t pretend to be garlic in front of me. Yesterday, I saw that something was wrong with her. When I came back, I didn’t eat or take a bath. The whole person seemed to have lost my soul. She stayed with your kid all day. It wasn’t you who hurt her. Who else is there in your heart?" Grandma Zhu pointed at him fiercely and said, she didn't give him any chance to explain.
Tang Xiaohui was stunned by her scolding and wanted to explain to her, but she didn't give herself a chance to explain at all. Out of helplessness, she had to bow her head and remain silent. At this time, a beautiful little nurse ran over and handed her a medicine bill respectfully, asking her to pay the bill. She took the medicine cost and looked at 368 yuan. She was so angry that her eyebrows were connected upside down and hung upside down on her face. Then she spit on the little nurse and yelled at the little nurse, saying that the hospital was so conscientious that she would be cremated. The scene hooked up and started a company. He also accused the doctor of being too fat and the nurse of being too beautiful. There must be something tricky in it. It must be the oily water and rouge gouache scraped from her 368 yuan medicine bill. Raise them one by one in vain and fat, painted magnificently.
Zhu Hui hasn’t come to school for three days after being ill. In the past few days, the rumors about Zhu Hui’s serious illness in the school have been surging, and there are many versions. Some people say that she is dying and her life is on the line. Putting on a decent shroud, she was about to send her to Huangquan Road. Some people also said that she was not sick at all. She was just hit by the campus broadcast incident that day and had no face to see people, so she had to hide at home and pretend to be sick and dare not come to school. When Yang Qianfan heard these rumors, he felt very guilty and worried all day long. He would pretend to be nonchalant and run to Zhu Hui's class every day, all reasoning is to secretly see if she has come to school.
Guilt is the most vicious insect in the world. It will slowly erode people's minds and make people suspicious. Yang Qianfan has been tortured by this feeling of guilt in the past few days and is dying. If Zhu Huizhen can't come to school alive, maybe even he himself will go to the funeral with her. He thought for a while, instead of waiting in the school, he might as well go straight to her house to find out whether she was a real death or a fake one.
After many inquiries, he learned the address of Zhu Hui's house. He followed the address and finally found a three-story old dilapidated house. There are twelve rooms in this old house, and I don't know which floor Zhu Hui lives in. While he was standing downstairs worrying about this, a big cock suddenly crowed at him. When he looked back, he saw that the big, laid-back cock was tilting its buttocks and walking past him pretentiously. He didn't mean to be afraid of him at all. Seeing this, he couldn't help but panic, and he screamed at this defiant cock. He walked to the big cock, and when he just raised his leg to kick it hard, he accidentally discovered that a few old women were sitting around the big cock not far from behind, playing comfortably. card. He thought that these old women would know where Zhu Hui lived in her house, so he had to pay attention to the stupid chicken in front of him. He hurried over to say hello to the old women and asked them about Zhu Hui's family. Specific address. These old women must be on guard when seeing strangers visiting, so as not to lead wolves into the room, they still asked Yang Qianfan carefully.
"Who are you from Zhu Hui, do you have anything to do with her?" one of the old women who spoke Huangpi cautiously asked him.
"I—I am not one of hers, I am a gas supplier." Yang Qianfan was afraid that these old women would have long mouths, so he bluffed them that he was a gas supplier.
"The gas supplier? No way! When did Mrs. Zhu become so generous and burned the gas generously." The old women couldn't help laughing when they heard Mrs. Zhu used the gas.
"This-I don't know about this. Anyway, I'm sending gas." Yang Qianfan replied quietly.
"What about the gas you gave?" The old lady with a yellow-pi accent rolled her muddy eyes, and kept looking at Yang Qianfan, as if thinking about something.
"I—I must first go to her house and take the gas tank before sending the gas over!" Yang Qianfan felt that these dead old women could not afford to have enough food, and Luo Li was even more impatient.
"Then you shouldn't say that you are here to deliver gas! You can just say that you are here to get the gas tank." The old woman corrected his statement slowly.
"I know, I know." Yang Qianfan was too lazy to talk nonsense with their old women, so he nodded and said yes.
These old women saw that he was neatly dressed, tall and handsome, and looked like a villain, so they assured him that Zhu Hui lived in the third door on the second floor. Yang Qianfan thanked them and rushed upstairs. These old women looked at Yang Qianfan’s back from a distance, and couldn’t help but shook their heads and sighed that it’s not easy for young people nowadays. A young guy who is tall and handsome like him still can’t find a decent job and can only rely on help. People carry gas to earn a small amount of money to make a living. As they talked, they couldn't help but sympathize with their grandson who was about the same age as Yang Qianfan.
Yang Qianfan ran to the second floor and finally found Zhu Hui’s home, but he did not dare to knock on the door to enter. First, he was afraid of being driven out by Zhu Hui, and second, he had no face to enter. He just stood at the door and hesitated for a while. Suddenly I saw a pot of cactus on the windowsill of her house which was very conspicuous, so I ran over curiously to take a look. As soon as he walked to the window sill, he was so scared that he immediately hugged his head and squatted down, because he saw Zhu Hui sleeping in the room through the window, and he didn't know if Zhu Hui saw him at this time. After a while, there was no movement in the room, and he was certain that Zhu Hui hadn't seen him, so he straightened up slightly and peeped into the room.
Zhu Hui lay groggy on a small bed, with a pitiful look, closed eyes, sweating profusely, her mouth like a fish out of the water, shrunk as if bubbling. Yang Qianfan stood outside the window like a dog, peeking at her secretly, and seeing her sick look made her feel even more uncomfortable. At this time, the window cracked and opened a small slit. Seeing that the window was open, he wanted to go in and take a look. So he turned his head back and looked around like a thief. Seeing no one around him, he flipped sideways and flipped into Zhu Hui's room like lightning.
He walked to Zhu Hui's side and watched her moaning in pain on the bed, feeling so guilty that he really wanted to hit her head to death. At this moment, Zhu Hui suddenly coughed. Yang Qianfan thought she was awake, and jumped up with fright. She was so anxious that she didn’t live in the house and swept around, looking for a place to hide, but her home is really too small. There was no place for him to hide. In a hurry, he finally fell under Zhu Hui’s bed. When he was about to dive in, she found that Zhu Hui was not awake, she just talked nonsense in a delirious manner. Li kept calling grandma to say that she wanted to drink water. Seeing that she was so weak, Yang Qianfan reached out and touched her forehead, oh my god, she had a high fever again, this time she really became a cooked crab. Just when Yang Qianfan found the cup and was about to feed her water, the door lock suddenly rang. Yang Qianfan's ears were sensitive enough, and immediately realized that someone was coming back. He was so frightened that he quickly dropped the cup and jumped out of the window hurriedly along the same path.
As soon as he jumped out of the window, there was an old and loud voice from inside. He hid in the window, peeping inside, and saw a tall, door-like old woman who was screwing a basket of vegetables into the house. The old woman was Zhu Hui’s grandma. Grandma Zhu took out a bottle of syrup from the vegetable basket, poured a cup of boiling water and walked to Zhu Hui’s side, pulled her up from the bed, unscrewed the bottle of cough syrup, and turned it into her mouth. After pouring some, Zhu Hui smelled it and wowed disgustingly. She vomited all the syrup that had just been poured into her mouth onto the ground. Grandma Zhu became angry when she saw it. She frowned and knocked on Zhu Hui's forehead, cursing: "You damn girl, you don't make a cent of your money, and you're wasting things. Did you know that this bottle of medicine cost me more than 5 yuan."
Standing outside the window, Yang Qianfan saw that this dead old woman was so stingy with her granddaughter. She couldn't help but overflow with sympathy, and she started to stand up for Zhu Hui in her heart. He secretly scolded this dead old woman as not a human being, and no one would die after death. But then I thought about it, cursing this dead old woman to die, isn't it cursing Zhu Hui to die sooner, thinking of this, he spit out again and again, just as if he hadn't said those words.
How can Zhu Hui’s illness get better after taking 5 yuan medicine? He thought about it, and found out that he went to the "Yangkang Pharmacy" not far from Zhu Hui’s home and bought a lot of them at a high price and curative effect. A good cold medicine was secretly placed on the window sill of Zhu Hui's house, and then he left with peace of mind.
After Yang Qianfan came out of Zhu Hui's house, he felt relieved. This time he didn't go in vain, at least he knew that Zhu Hui was still alive. He was walking on the way home. It was late, the moon was so shy that he only showed half of his face, and the stars gradually emerged from the gauze-like Milky Way. Facing the starry sky, he secretly prayed for Zhu Hui to recover as soon as possible. It would be best to see her sweet and brilliant smile tomorrow.