After the girl shouted the words "Brother", she felt ashamed. She covered her face with her small hands, and a soft voice came from her fingers: "Is it all right now?"
Ji Rang feels that he is innocent and cannot live.
But he had to keep his credibility and promised to let the little girl yell, and he had to do what he said. He put his hand down, stroked her upturned hair, and said in a dumb voice, "Go home."
She nodded, and the thumbs of both small hands tucked the schoolbag straps, and confessed to him earnestly: "You have to go home early too, don't catch a cold."
Ji Rang said yes.
She waved at him happily, turned and ran to the gate of the community. As soon as the wet sneakers stepped on a watermark, they left small and well-behaved footprints on the ground, which were quickly smoothed by the spring night wind.
When I got home, my uncle and aunt were watching TV, and Yu Cheng fell on the sofa to play games as always.
Hearing the door opening, my uncle turned around and asked: "Yingying is back? Is the basketball game good?" When she saw the clothes that didn't fit her, he stood up and said anxiously: "What's the matter?"
Wu Yinghua also looked over and frowned and asked, "Whose clothes are you wearing? Yingying your own clothes?" She walked over and saw the shoes on the ground that were still leaking. "Why are the shoes wet too?" "
Qi Ying put down her schoolbag, pursed her lips, and whispered, "I accidentally fell into the swimming pool."
The room was quiet for a few seconds.
All three of them looked at her in shock.
Yu Zhuo was still young, his mind turned fast, and he jumped up from the sofa: "Sister, you can talk?!"
Qi Ying smiled and nodded, her eyes sparkling, "Yeah."
Yu Cheng sat on the sofa and looked at her blankly. For a long time, his eyes gradually became red. He hurriedly rubbed his eyes, hurriedly got up and walked to Qi Ying's side, pulled her around and looked around, "Is it all right? Huh? Is it all right?"
Qi Ying said softly: "Uncle, I'm fine. I accidentally stepped on the basketball court. This is my classmate's clothes."
Yu Cheng took his niece in his arms.
God knows how depressed he has been during this period of time. When the psychiatrist told him that Yingying might not be able to speak for a lifetime, his heart seemed to sink to the dark bottom of the sea, and he had to breathe hard every day.
Wu Yinghua persuaded him many times in private, saying that it was the child’s life, and to think for the good. It was a gift from heaven to survive the accident at the time. Even if she could not speak, it would not affect her to live a peaceful life. .
He also comforts himself. If he can't speak, he can't speak. She also secretly checked a lot of professional jobs that can be read without talking, and started planning for her future after graduating from high school.
Unexpectedly, God will always take care of good children.
Yu Cheng was about to cry with joy.
Such a big happy event, who can care about her falling into the swimming pool. Yu Cheng immediately called the psychiatrist to explain the situation and made an appointment for tomorrow's consultation. Wu Yinghua asked her to take a hot shower again and wash the wet clothes and shoes.
Only Yu Zhuo wondered to himself that there seems to be no swimming pool in the basketball court of their school
The next day was the weekend. Yu Cheng was so excited that he didn't sleep much all night. He went to call Qi Ying to get up early in the morning and stood at the door nervously and asked: "Yingying, can you still talk now?"
Qi Ying curled up on the bed with only a small head exposed. She yawned, her nasal sound was a bit heavy, and she said softly, "Yes."
Yu Cheng felt relieved.
After breakfast, the family accompanied Qi Ying to the psychological clinic for an examination. The psychiatrist was also shocked when she heard that she could speak. But it was the doctor who patiently asked her what happened yesterday and under what circumstances did she speak up for the first time.
In front of Yu Cheng, Qi Ying could only lie blushing: "When I fell into the swimming pool..."
In the end, the doctor can only be attributed to being frightened, and stimulated the potential.
No matter what, her condition was completely recovered, and Qi Ying finally ended nearly a year of psychological diagnosis and treatment. My aunt cooked fresh freshman table dishes to celebrate, and it was like another year at home.
Just after eating, Qi Ying's cell phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID, secretly ran back to the room, closed the door, and said in a small voice: "Hello?"
The other side laughed: "Hey what, call someone."
Qi Ying honestly said: "Brother."
The self-satisfied boss almost bit his tongue.
It took a long time to suppress the trembling voice, and asked if nothing had happened: "Well, have you eaten yet?"
She obediently said, "I have eaten, I ate at home, my aunt made a lot of dishes."
This was the first time she spoke on the phone after she woke up, and it was also the first time Ji Rang called her. She felt so happy, and the soft ending was upturned: "The doctor said I have recovered."
He couldn't help laughing: "Yeah."
She got into the quilt, covered her head with the quilt, and whispered: "My aunt has washed your clothes. I will bring them to school on Monday and return them to you."
He teased her: "Didn't aunt ask who your clothes belong to?"
She was a little embarrassed, and her voice under the blanket was soft: "I asked, I said it was from a classmate."
Ji Rang said, "My aunt didn't ask, which classmate is such a good figure?"
Qi Ying: "..."
Why is this person getting more and more... Wandering!
When Ji Rang finished teasing her, he was in a good mood. After stretching over the phone, Qi Ying asked him, "You haven't gotten up yet?"
Her voice was soft and waxy, and she felt like it was in his ears.
His heart beats so fast for a moment.
Thinking of her by his side, waking up early in the morning, holding her in his arms, and kissing her soft lips.
Ji Rang felt like he was indecent.
The little girl is still underage.
He turned over and sat up on the bed: "This is up, see you next week."
She obediently said, "Yeah."
Ji Rang hung up the phone and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.
When I arrived at school on Monday, Yue Li was already there in the second class classroom.
While gnawing on the bread, she excitedly told the surrounding classmates about Qi Ying's ability to speak, and a group of people were looking forward to it. As soon as Qi Ying entered the classroom, she felt a dozen scorching eyes.
Yue Li greeted her excitedly: "Yingying, good morning!"
She came over and spoke in front of her classmates for the first time. She was a little embarrassed. After a pause, her voice was sweet and soft: "Good morning everyone."
There was a "wow" sound all around.
"Sure enough, the cute girl's voice is also very cute!"
"Yingying, congratulations on being able to speak!"
"After being able to hear it, Yingying can speak again. What kind of blessing is our second class!"
Everyone was happily making a fuss.
Soon, the classmates who came to the classroom one after another knew that Qi Ying could speak, and those who were well-connected ran over to talk to her, and those who were generally related asked her a few words while she was collecting history homework.
Zhao Dunan's face turned green when he heard the discussion at the front and back desks that Qi Ying's voice was so sweet.
She used to say that she did not bother to compete with the disabled for school scholarships, but now that the disabled have become normal people, she can't fight even more.
When studying early, even Liu Qinghua knew that Qi Yingneng had spoken. She smiled and felt that her decision to let Qi Ying go to lead the dance between classes was simply too wise, so she called Qi Ying, who was memorizing classical Chinese, to the corridor and asked her a few words.
Seeing her clear and sweet voice, a stone finally fell to the ground in her heart.
The end of the morning self-study is the flag-raising ceremony. The classes in the school gather in the playground, and there are many people who know each other. After all, they all have small classes together.
Whispering while gathering:
—You know, the special students in our class can talk.
-The school girl can talk, and now he can listen and talk, it is no different from a normal person.
—Seeing that you are still called people disabled, and they are not disabled at all, okay!
It spread back and forth, and even the students in Class 9 who were standing in the last class knew about it.
Qu Dazhuang excitedly shook Ji Rang's arm, who was standing and dozing off, "Brother Brother! Have you heard that? Your little fairy can talk!"
Ji Rang kicked him away: "Could I know? Need you to say?"
Qu Dazhuang's grievances stood back and complained to Liu Haiyang: "If you know it, you will know, why is he proud of it."
The raising of the national flag is a routine speech and notification. The name that has not appeared for a long time appears again in the list of critics: "The second and ninth class of high school, Ji Rang, deliberately quarreling and fighting, behaved badly, and had a great impact. Criticism was notified and penalties were recorded. !"
The students in front all looked back secretly.
Ji Rang was indifferent, standing there casually, as if he didn't take this punishment seriously.
In fact, the fight this time was far less serious than the things he caused before. After all, the teachers and classmates were all present at the time, and they quickly pulled him away. But who made Fang Xu a good student at the top of the school's pyramid
Qu Dazhuang scolded harshly next to him: "This idiot! I'm sorry if I don't kill him after school!"
Ji Rang glanced at him: "Don't make trouble."
The flag-raising ceremony was over, and they went back to each class. Although Ji Rang didn't care on the surface, he still felt a little irritated when he heard the criticism from the little fairy, so he went to the small store to buy cold drinks to reduce the fire.
A row of ginkgo trees were planted on the way to the store, and they had begun to sprout.
When he reached the corner, Fang Xu and a group of boys came down from the office building next to him, talking and laughing.
Ji Rang glanced away and looked away. He didn't bother to care about this idiot now. Unexpectedly, Fang Xu would take the initiative to find death and move towards him.
He smiled and yelled at him: "School brother, is the punishment still acceptable?"
Ji Rang paused, his eyes were wild and cold when he turned his head to look over, but the corners of his mouth curled up, and he made a shocking smile: "I don't mind more punishments. Do you want to try?"
Fang Xu couldn't laugh anymore, and looked at him coldly.
Ji Rang sneered and raised his leg to leave.
Fang Xu whispered in the back: "It wasn't just punishment. They wanted you to apologize to me face to face. I persuaded you to go back." He paused, smiled and said, "It seems that your mother had a good relationship with my mother back then. , For the sake of buying me toys."
The boy's indifferent back froze.
For a moment, even the wind seemed to detour.
He turned his head, his eyes were filled with violent hostility.
Fang Xu just waited for him to go crazy.
He was deliberately irritating him.
He checked it over the weekend. Knowing that Ji Rang is already beginning to change, he doesn't go out to cause trouble. He goes to class every day, and he also participates in tutoring, and his test scores improve every time.
He is changing for that little girl.
And the little girl seems to be eating him.
Why
The excellence from the beginning to the end is not accepted, but the prodigal will be favored when he looks back
He is not reconciled.
He wants everyone to see that rubbish is always rubbish.
The young man walked towards him, full of brutal anger.
Fang Xu glanced at the office building behind him, and there were many teachers who had just left the meeting in the lobby.
The breeze blew, and the ginkgo leaves that were still hanging on the branches for a winter dangled down.
Among the flying golden leaves, the little girl rushed over, holding a lollipop in her hand, and hugged the teenager's waist from behind.
Ji Rang smelled the familiar sweet fragrance.
He looked down at the hand around his waist.
Thin and white, the pink lollipop is embedded between the fingers.
Behind her came the little girl's breathless, soft, soft voice: "Don't fight."
He slackened his tight body, turned his head and touched the little girl's stray hair from running, his throat moved, and he issued a low word: "Okay."
Qi Ying smiled with her eyes bent.
She put the lollipop in his hand, held the corner of his unzipped school uniform, and whispered, "Go, go back to class."
The boy nodded and followed her back.
Fang Xu stood on the steps, fingers clenched into fists, and sneered, "Junior girl, do you know what kind of person he is? Just dare to defend him like this?"
Qi Ying was dead.
She turned her head, glared at Fang Xu, and said angrily: "I like him anyway, I won't like you anyway!"
Ji Rang didn't get angry anymore, he burst out laughing beside him.
His girl is so good.