To Your Island

Chapter 9: bike

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Yin Xian brought his bicycle.

The car is brand new, even the plastic film on the outside has not been peeled off.

"Here." He generously handed the handlebar to her.

Wang Jiexiang was not polite, and rode directly on it.

The children noticed them and deliberately rode by. Because they didn't know each other, no one came up to say hello. Wang Jiexiang looked up at the children. They squeaked their pedals and looked back at her when they rode far.

"OK, I accept your challenge as a cycling expert."

She stepped on the ground with one foot to borrow strength, stepped on the pedal with one foot, and set off smoothly.

Yin Xian watched as she gradually followed behind the children and blended into them. When she went around the neighborhood and she reappeared in his field of vision, Wang Jiexiang was already at the forefront.

Her hair was draped behind her, blown by the wind, and she laughed unrestrainedly. The children chased her desperately, and when she made a sharp turn, she finished it neatly, and even the wind couldn't catch her clothes.

Faster than all the children, she finished a lap, stopped the car steadily, and returned to him.

"Come on, it's you."

Wang Jiexiang jumped out of the car, and handed the handlebar of the bicycle back to him.

Yin Xian nodded.

He stepped into the car, took a deep breath, and stepped on the pedal.

"Bang!!"

With people and the car together, Yin Xian fell to the lawn next to him and fell on his back.

Wang Jiexiang's smile froze on her face. She didn't expect such a situation to happen at all, she immediately reached out to stop it, but was a little slower.

"Are you okay?" She hurried over to check.

"Come on."

The children who watched the excitement gathered and laughed around the fallen Yin Xian.

"Hahaha, he can't ride a bike, he fell down."

Yin Xian lowered his head in embarrassment.

Wang Jiexiang waved her fist and drove all the children away: "Hey, you guys! What's so funny about falling down?"

Seeing that she was not easy to mess with, the children stepped on their bicycles wisely.

"You can't even ride a car, how stupid."

Throwing this sentence at Yinxian, they were afraid of being beaten by Wang Jiexiang, so they ran away on a bicycle laughing.

After brushing off the dirt rubbed on his body, Yin Xian stood up.

"I don't ride anymore."

Wang Jiexiang held him back: "I can teach you."

Yin Xian shook his head: "No more."

she sighed.

"Really don't ride?"

He nodded firmly.

"Okay," she smiled at him and got on the bicycle: "If you don't ride, I will ride."

Yin Xian looked at Wang Jiexiang speechlessly.

She rode her bike around him in circles.

"Look, I'm good at riding."

He took a step, she followed, ringing the bell to attract his attention.

"Hey, riding a bicycle is actually very easy, you can learn it after a while."

Wang Jiexiang tossed her hair back and forth, with a smug expression.

"But since you don't want to ride, I won't force you. I have to ride this bike by myself. I'm sure you don't mind if you walk?"

Yin Xian was hit by her hair several times, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Are you sure you want to teach me?"

"If I learn slowly and take a long time, will you teach me too?"

"Yes." She said without thinking.

"Why?"

"I don't know how to ride a bike, so I can't play with you. My five yuan has already been spent, so I can't buy you ice cream. If you treat me nicely, what's the use?"

"You took what I said at your house before, it was for the ice cream?"

Wang Jiexiang caressed his complicated head and said casually.

"No reason, no reason. I want to treat you well, I think you have a good life, and you don't need to give me something back as a prerequisite."

Twenty-eight-year-old Yin Xian can't trust people and finds it difficult to enter into intimate relationships. About tiredness, about sadness, about love, these normal expressions of feelings make it difficult for him to express.

Yin Xian in front of him was eight years old.

He was ignored, belittled, and taken out, while at the same time he was told that this was the way to love him.

He's still confused, still hesitating, whether to trust unwarranted kindness, to be able to show weakness when he needs someone to give him a hand.

Wang Jiexiang can do too little. The hand she held on a rainy day, the tear she hastily wiped away for him, I don't know if it can help him. If it helps, that's great.

"Okay, actually, if you don't want to learn, we..."

"I want to learn." Yin Xian interrupted her.

This time, without Wang Jiexiang's persuasion, he consciously got on the bicycle.

"good."

Smiling reassuringly, she hopped onto the back of the bike, clutching the back seat with both hands.

"The first thing you have to learn is to find your balance. Hold the handlebars, stay in the middle position, and then you ride forward. If you feel out of balance, you have to remember that your feet can reach the floor, and I also support with you."

Yin Xian rode a slanted car, advancing crookedly.

Wang Jiexiang stopped the bicycle: "Keep the balance on the handlebar first, don't rush to ride forward."

After her guidance, his posture improved a little.

"Yep."

He listened to her too much, and his new problem appeared again.

"Yin Xian, I said don't be in a hurry, but you are too in a hurry. The more you pedal, the slower the car will definitely fall to the side."

"Still slow, speed up."

I can't remember how many times I fell, Yin Xian fell and fell until the sun went down.

Wang Jiexiang's praise of his intelligence is not in vain. He learns things faster than most children.

She remembers learning to ride a bicycle for a few weeks. Yin Xian, who has zero foundation, only studied for one afternoon, and can already ride a short distance independently while maintaining balance.

Wang Jiexiang moved her sore arm from dragging the bicycle, and looked at Yin Xianqiyuan's back.

It seems that it's time for dinner. Although Yin Xian's parents look like rubbish, he has to go home, right? What reason would she use to go to his house for dinner and sleep

While thinking about it, the children who were going home to eat passed by Wang Jiexiang on their bicycles.

Something shiny dazzled her eyes.

Following the light, she saw a child riding a bicycle with a key hanging on his seat.

The setting sun far away in the sky seemed to be partially absorbed by the key, and the sky darkened visibly with the naked eye.

"That, that's not it."

This familiar sense of focus, this unusual breath.

"That kid in front, stop, my key!"

When Wang Jiexiang realized it, the child had already ridden a long way, she ran to catch up, and he rode faster and faster.

"boarding."

Yin Xian, who was riding a children's bicycle, followed up and showed her his back seat.

"..." Wang Jiexiang wanted to ask him to step aside and ride by herself. However, Yin Xian's back was tense, and he was obviously fully prepared to ride hard.

Ashamed to hit his positivity, she gritted her teeth and got into his stroller.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jiexiang was still directly benefited from teaching Yin Xian to ride a bicycle.

Romantic couple bikes, my head rests on your back, my arms around your waist... She didn't enjoy this thing when they were in love, but now she has experienced it.

Resignedly, Wang Jiexiang wrapped her arms around Yin Xian's waist, a primary school student, to prevent being thrown out by the excessive speed of his buggy.

"What should I do? If I stop, I will fall down immediately. I can't balance."

Under the rapidly improving car skills, there is a panic hidden insider. Yin Xian, who is about to cry, informs Wang Jiexiang.

"I, I, I, I can't stop, I can only keep stepping on it."

Wang Jiexiang didn't care whether to fall or not at this time, and they had unknowingly caught up with the kid who had the key in the back seat.

"Yin Xian, hurry up!"

She straightened her arms and reached for the key.

"Hurry up, I'm going to fall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car lost its balance.

Wang Jiexiang's fingertips touched the key.

Just a short distance away, she fell and the key fell into her palm.

Be prepared for the pain to strike.

Wang Jiexiang held the key and closed her eyes tightly.