That day, she was spinning around in Grandpa's study.
My throat hurts when I wake up in the morning, and I feel dizzy. She has become accustomed to having no one at home during the day, especially during the winter and summer vacations, and is accustomed to solving any problems by self-reliance.
But the problem now, she feels that she is sick and needs medicine.
But I didn't get sick for a long time, and I forgot where the medicine box was.
After finally looking through seven or eight drawers, she finally found the pill box.
Two tablets of anti-inflammatory drugs, two tablets of cold medicine, do you want one tablet of bezoar detoxification? It seems that when I had a fever last year, my mother ate it once for herself, so let's have one slice too.
She pulled out the pills from the tin cardboard one by one, poured the water, and heard the doorbell.
She put the pills on the napkin, ran to the door, and looked at the cat's eyes with her toes.
The sunlight in midsummer penetrated the corridor glass and fell into the corridor, and even every corner, leaving almost no shadow. And in this dazzling sunlight, she saw Ji Chengyang.
He told her later that this was actually their second meeting.
At this moment, he was a stranger to her that she had never seen before. Through the cat’s eyes, Ji Yi saw a young elder brother, tall and thin. He was smoking a cigarette with his head down. He was not like his grandfather’s students in military uniforms. He was just wearing black knee-length sports shorts and white short sleeves...
Because of his head down, the short hair slipped slightly from his forehead in a scattered manner, blocking his eyes.
She didn't make a sound, like watching a slow motion movie, watching him with one hand on the white wall, pressing the cigarette butt in the hand on the metal trash can in the corridor. The most interesting thing is that he pressed out the cigarette butt and deliberately wiped the small gray spot with the cut of cigarette in his hand, and then threw the cigarette butt in from the side.
Then, he raised his head and looked over with a pair of clear and dark eyes, as if he frowned slightly because there was no sound inside the door.
Then, he rang the doorbell again.
She finally remembered that she had come to open the door, so she asked through the door: "Who are you, please?"
This family area is in the entire compound. If you want to get in, you have to pass at least two gate guards. This building has a password, so no outsiders will come in at all. The entire family area is a four-story building, and one family is on the first floor. They are all familiar with each other and can no longer be familiar with each other, but this person is very strange. Who should be the big brother studying outside
"Ji Yi, this is Ji Chengyang."
The voice was cold, but gentle, telling her his identity.
Ji Chengyang... She remembered that she was from Grandpa Ji's family, and it was Uncle Ji who had promised to send herself to report on the performance.
It's Ji Nuannuan's uncle.
This is a name that appears frequently.
Ji Chengyang started to learn piano at the age of six, later than his peers. He has already performed on stage at the age of nine. I skipped two grades in elementary school, studied for four years, and went to the University of Pennsylvania at the age of 16.
He is a student in the United States, American imperialism and so on... He is often talked about by his grandfather. She remembered that when she was a few years old, she could be joked by her grandfather when she was a few years old when she wore a pair of red leather shoes, "small leather shoes creaked, capitalist stinky thoughts", so this university has gone to the capitalist country's uncle Ji’s family, and she is always hung up by her grandfather. Talking about it, saying that there are so many good universities in China. If you don’t want to stay in the country and make contributions to the country, you must go to study abroad...
But it seems that it’s better now and less talkative.
Ji Yi opened the door, looked up at the person who was still impatient a second, and called Uncle Xiao Ji, then opened the shoe cabinet and found him slippers. Before the guest came in, he ran to the kitchen to wash it. hand.
When Ji Chengyang changed her shoes and entered the door, she saw that she was lifting the turquoise transparent jug and poured some water into the glass, then frowned, and took five pills in one go.
so bitter.
After taking several sips of water, she finally swallowed the biggest bezoar detoxification tablet, but because the tablet stayed for too long, her mouth was full of bitterness. She wanted to talk, but she was wringed up with bitter eyebrows, and then she drank water, and then found that Uncle Xiao Ji walked in front of her and squatted down.
He asked himself to look level with her, and his voice was as soft and amiable as possible: "What are you eating?"
"Medicine," she said softly, and then touched her forehead, "I have a fever and my throat hurts."
She tried to swallow, it hurts.
There was a flash of surprise in his dark eyes: "Why eat so much?"
"It doesn't work if you eat less," she told him with a very skillful theory, "I love to have a fever. I used to eat half a slice, but then I will have one slice. Now I must have two slices."
He frowned, stretched out his hand and placed it on her forehead: "Have you ever measured the temperature?"
With some light tobacco smell, the palms of the hands are still a bit cold.
She stood obediently, wondering that his body temperature was so low in summer: "No... thermometer."
The thermometer broke herself last time, and she didn't dared to tell her grandpa... She was so stupid at the time. She picked up the silver beads with her hands and couldn't grasp it, so she took a pile of napkins and wiped it clean. Speaking to Zhao Xiaoying at the same table the next day, she even scared herself that the thing was poisonous... Fortunately, she didn't eat immediately after wiping it.
She was still glad that when she was not poisoned by the thermometer, the person in front of her had already stood up, and quickly threw a sentence saying that she would go back upstairs to get the thermometer and tell her to stop taking medicine. Within three minutes, this little uncle Ji really took a thermometer down, let her sit on the sofa, and handed the thermometer to her mouth: "Come on, open your mouth."
She held the thermometer before she remembered, and muttered in a low voice: "Aren't they all wiped clean with alcohol in the hospital..."
Before she finished muttering, the thermometer in her mouth was pulled out all of a sudden. She was taken aback and went to see him. The latter's white side face clearly had some annoyance. After wiping the thermometer with a napkin, she handed it to her: "Tuck it under your arm." She hummed, she learned how to perceive her words and colors early, and found out this little season. Uncle really made a mistake... Don't expose him.
But... With that thermometer just now, doesn't it get worse again
Ji Yi clamped the thermometer between his arm and body, picked up the remote control, and started dialing the TV series to watch.
This time happens to be a slam dunk master.
But... Isn't it bad for her to quietly aim at Ji Chengyang from the corner of her eye, asking the guests to watch cartoons with her? So she dialed in solemnly, her heart was very entangled in stopping the station on the news broadcast, but her mind was still running through the Rukawa Maple and Sakuragi Flower Road... But obviously Ji Chengyang didn’t need to look at these things. He just went to get the thermometer. I brought down a book from the upper floor, opened it and looked at it casually, and seemed to be patient with her as a child.
Ji Yi thought about it for a while, then quietly tuned the TV to Slam Dunk.
That night, he first drove her to a McDonald's in Wangfujing.
This is the first McDonald's opened in Beijing. Not long after it opened, many students went for a stroll, although most people came back and said that the taste was really not good. She remembered that Ji Nuannuan complained that there is no good food abroad, but she can only share the delicious or not delicious experience, and no one has time to take her to eat once.
At first she was looking forward to it, but then she didn't have any obsessions anymore.
Unexpectedly, a few years later, on this evening, she was taken by Ji Chengyang for the first time. However, it took a lot of time to take the medicine at home to check the body temperature. Ji Chengyang just took the French fries burger to the car and watched her finish eating while driving.
That day was actually a presentation performance by the art troupe. She participated in the children's group program just to have fun, or to let the elderly people who have been meritorious in the audience look at their children and enjoy themselves. Because Ji's family was too busy to see anyone, he temporarily asked the old friend's son. Ji Chengyang, who was at home temporarily and was going to go abroad for further studies, took her to the show.
"Don't be nervous." Ji Chengyang squatted down and told her in a low voice.
After speaking, his hand patted her on the back.
He is a twenty-year-old man, and he has no experience of coaxing children.
This was not the first time she was on stage, but it was the first time she was accompanied by a "family". She was not nervous at first, but she became nervous because of these simple words. Even standing behind the crimson curtain, he began to beat his heart and couldn't see the way forward.
Of course, she made a mistake.
This is a Tibetan dance she performed with another boy. She was dizzy because of fever. When she lowered her waist back, the headgear slipped from her hair and landed on the stage floor with a snap. This was something she had never encountered before. For a while, there was only a large blank in her mind, but she bent down subconsciously, picked up the headwear, and then raised her head.
For an instant, I was completely confused.
There are spotlights on the stage, but no faces can be seen under the stage, and only slices of people can be seen in the dark.
She was really stage fright, she only felt that her legs were soft, and she had only one thought in her heart, that is, she would never jump again. In the end, she really turned around and ran off the stage. She didn't finish the show with only ten seconds left. The boy was left standing alone on the stage...
After a long time, when people mentioned this little girl from the Ji family, they could still talk about it.
Mostly it was a harmless smile, saying that the little girl was very shy, and she was probably frightened.
That night, Ji Chengyang also felt that she was frightened. He couldn't think of any way to comfort him. He drove her to the closing door of McDonald's again, got off the car and bought her a cup of Xindi, strawberry-flavored. When he got back into the car, he handed her a plastic cup wrapped in napkins: "It's okay, I'll have experience next time."
Ji Yi took the cup, opened it and ate the ice cream, it was delicious.
She suddenly felt that this uncle Xiao Ji, who was always not too fond of laughter and not too talkative, was also quite amiable.
"I think... no next time..." She ate two or three bites of ice cream and wanted to say that she didn't want to dance, but she didn't dare to say it, and continued to eat ice cream one bite.
"You dance very well. I heard a lot of people complimenting you just now in the audience."
She held the white plastic spoon and blinked her eyelashes slightly, and suddenly asked Ji Chengyang softly: "Uncle Xiao Ji... Do you especially want to comfort me?"
He bit the cigarette, before he could light it up, if there was a groan, he said, "What else do you want to eat?"
Ji Yi shook his head, his eyes curled up with a smile, and continued to take a bite of ice cream. Halfway through the meal, it seemed to think of something. After swallowing, I felt that my throat hurts so much that I don’t feel like my own: “Am I sick and can’t eat ice cream?”
He looked at the ice cream in her hand for a while, and finally the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled a little helplessly.
Two low-level mistakes were made in one day, unexpectedly.
From afternoon to night, he finally showed a little softness from that smile, and then quickly got out of the car to buy a cup of hot milk for the little girl.
The street lamp is connected to the street lamp, with a dim and warm color. It was too late, the two small doors that could open to traffic were closed, and the car could only enter through the door. When the soldier with a gun jumped off the guard platform and checked his vehicle access card, he found that the little girl was asleep, and he was holding unfinished milk in his arms, and the plastic pocket was tied up with a knot. , It seems to be to prevent milk from spilling out...
Such an attentive little girl.
The soldier saluted and allowed to pass.
He reached out to touch her forehead, it was really high fever.
So... Did she get a high fever when she took her out for the first time