Although Bian Nan fell asleep in the doctor's office, he still heard the doctor's criticism and education to Qiu Yi before falling asleep.
If he doesn't come to help, Qiu Yi has two choices, either continue to toss on his own and his legs will not recover well, or let Erbao and Qiu's father to toss.
As far as Bian Nan was concerned, he hadn't thought about making Qiu Yi really good or bad at first, and he didn't want Qiu Yi's legs to really heal and leave any problems, but he wanted to let the little Er Bao and the disabled uncle Every day is so hard, he can't accept it.
The only solution is for him to bear the consequences and pay for it.
I just hope that Qiu Yi's leg can give him some face and get better soon, so that his time as a laborer can be shortened.
On the bus, he made a few phone calls to order food. The first restaurant said it would only deliver food within a distance of five kilometers, the second restaurant said it was unable to deliver food due to lack of staff, and the third restaurant said it would not deliver food for a distance of less than 300 yuan...
"Fuck," Bian Nan was so annoyed, "Then you can just add two more dishes to make up 300 for me!"
After hanging up the phone, Qiu Yi looked at him and sighed after a long time: "Have you ever eaten ordinary takeaway?"
"Why haven't I eaten?" Bian Nan was very depressed, "A bowl of beef noodles from the school can also be delivered to the fence, and you can also help buy drinks in the supermarket by the way!"
"Then can't you call a serious fast food restaurant that can deliver food? Do you have to order it at a restaurant?" Qiu Yi was a little speechless.
"Fast food doesn't taste good. I'm hungry and want something delicious." Bian Nan said.
After getting Qiu Yi home, he waited for almost an hour, and when Bian Nandu had decided to go to the small restaurant at the entrance of the alley to pick up a few boxes, the delivery person finally arrived.
"Wow!" Qiu Yan scratched the table, "There are so many! I can't finish eating..."
"Go get a few plates," Bian Nan patted his head, "There is nothing to eat."
"It's a lot of money, right?" Papa Qiu looked at the large and small lunch boxes on the table.
"Not much, just eat the dishes I cook for a while, let's improve the food." Bian Nan opened the boxes one by one, and poured the dishes into the plate that Qiu Yan brought, "I can't bear it myself."
"Qiu Yi." Papa Qiu glanced at Qiu Yi.
Qiu Yi responded, and reached into his pocket, as if he wanted to take out his wallet.
"Don't." Bian Nan looked at his hands.
Qiu Yi didn't move, and was silent for two seconds, then drew out his hand and hooked his fingers at him: "Come here."
Bian Nan hesitated for a while and moved closer to Qiu Yi.
"You want a treat?" Qiu Yi asked in a low voice.
"Nonsense," Bian Nan also said in a low voice, "Can I have this little if I don't treat you?"
"My wallet is in the back room, go get it." Qiu Yi said in a normal voice.
Bian Nan understood what he meant: "Let's wait a while, don't worry."
"Hey, get the second treasure," Qiu's father pushed Qiu Yan, "I forgot about it later."
"I'll go, I'll go," Bian Nan hurried to the back room, "Erbao holds rice, let's eat."
Bian Nan went into the room and looked around, took out a few coins from his wallet, stuffed them into the wallet and walked back to the living room: "I took a lot of coins."
Qiu Yi smiled and said nothing.
Bian Nan originally ordered three dishes and one soup. When the restaurant made up the numbers, he added two or three dishes. Fortunately, two of the added dishes were boiled chicken and roast goose. eat.
Qiu Yan was very excited. After eating, he took the Transformers and the remote control car and ran to the courtyard to play, shouting and laughing in the courtyard by himself.
Qiu Yi looked at the clock on the wall: "Qiu Erbao!"
"What's the matter!" Qiu Yan replied loudly in the yard.
"Do you know what time it is!" Qiu Yi frowned.
Qiu Yan ran back to the house and looked at the clock, then covered his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's one o'clock, I didn't see the time."
"Wash the dishes." Qiu Yi pointed to the bowls and chopsticks on the table.
Bian Nan helped to pack all the dishes and chopsticks to the pool in the yard, squatted down and watched Qiu Yan wash the dishes: "I'll take you out to play with the car in a while."
"Okay," Qiu Yan's eyes lit up, and he quickly turned the plate in his hand, "We can go to the nearby match factory to play, no one goes to work there anymore."
When Bian Nan was washing dishes with Qiu Yan, he heard his mobile phone ringing in the room. He touched his body, not knowing when he stuffed his mobile phone into his bag.
It was my dad who called, and when Bian Nan got through, he heard his dad's dissatisfied voice: "What are you doing?"
"I..." Bian Nan frowned, he knew that his father was referring to his going home today, "I'll go back in the afternoon."
"I told you that aunt bought something for you, can't you come back earlier?" Dad sounded a little angry, "Bian Hao called you and you didn't answer..."
"He called me?" Bian Nan was stunned for a while, Bian Hao calling him was like asking him to call Bian Hao, it was not even a low probability, it was impossible.
He held the phone in front of his eyes and looked at it, but he didn't see a reminder of a missed call: "I don't have one here, how could he call me?"
"Okay, don't talk about it," Dad said in a calm voice, "you'll be right back!"
"...Understood." Bian Nan was agitated for a while, and after hanging up the phone, he stood there without moving for a long time.
Qiu's father took the medicine and went back to the house to rest. Qiu Yicai called him from the sofa, "Hey."
"Huh?" Bian Nan recovered and looked at him, "What are you doing?"
Qiu Yichong raised his chin at the door, Bian Nan turned his head and saw that Qiu Yan had finished washing the dishes and was looking at him expectantly while holding the door frame.
"If you want something, I'll take him out to play." Qiu Yi said.
"It's okay," Bian Nan walked over and patted Qiu Yan's shoulder, "Let's go play with the car."
Anyway, it was too late, and Dad was already unhappy, so he didn't bother to hurry back. If he wasn't afraid that his "ignorant" image would be deeply portrayed in Dad's mind again, he wouldn't bother to go back today .
Sometimes he feels helpless, his mother will not show up if she doesn’t want money, Bian Nan has never experienced family affection from her, his only life-saving straw is his father, but his father is other people’s father first, being kissed by him The father and husband of the family that Mom hurt.
And he is a waste who is not liked but spoiled and brought up.
Sitting in the abandoned yard of the match factory, Bian Nan watched Qiu Yanman chasing the car in the yard, and suddenly felt a little emotional. Sometimes he really felt depressed, but thinking of Qiu Yi, he felt a little unbelievable.
According to Qiu Yan, he has never seen his mother, that is to say, at least eight years ago, Qiu Yi's mother died in a car accident. Qiu Yan said that Qiu's father's leg was also caused by a car accident...
Bian Nan frowned. If it was the same accident, then Qiu Yi started his current life when he was nine or ten years old
"Second Treasure." Bian Nan called Qiu Yan.
"Ah!" Qiu Yan replied loudly.
"Come here and give me a hug." Bian Nan opened his arms.
Qiu Yan grabbed the remote control car and ran over and threw himself into his arms: "It seems that the battery is about to run out."
"Just go to the supermarket to buy batteries." Bian Nan put his arms around Qiu Yan, rubbing his chin on the top of his head.
After driving with Qiu Yan for more than an hour, Bian Nan brought Qiu Yan home with his forehead covered in sweat.
"I..." Bian Nan followed Qiu Yan into the room, just about to say that he was leaving, when Qiu Yan suddenly turned around and put his finger on his lips and let out a "shh".
"My brother is asleep." Qiu Yan whispered.
"Oh," Bian Nan glanced at Qiu Yi lying on the sofa with his arms pillowed on his head, his legs resting on the armrest of the sofa, and he seemed to be asleep. He whispered, "Go wash your face first, it's all sweaty." .”
Qiu Yan took a towel and ran to wash his face, Bian Nan walked into the room, hesitating whether to wake up Qiu Yi to say something.
"Qiu Dabao." He bent down and called Qiu Yi softly.
Qiu Yi didn't respond, so he leaned forward again: "Hey, classmate Dabao, Qiu Dabao, Qiu Yi... little white girl..."
Qiu Yi probably fell asleep. He clicked his tongue and raised his hand to wake Qiu Yi up. He stopped after raising his hand. He found that Qiu Yi's eyelashes were quite long, but he didn't notice it normally. It didn't feel right. conspicuous.
Because the eyelashes are not black
He leaned over and stared at Qiu Yi's eyelashes, what color are the mixed-race eyelashes
Will it be a roll
"You look like a fireball, do you know?" Qiu Yi suddenly opened his eyes.
"Damn!" Bian Nan was startled, and shouted under his breath, "Are you asleep?"
"Asleep, I woke you up," Qiu Yi glanced at him, "What are you doing?"
"For no reason, I just told you that I brought Erbao back, I have to go home," Bian Nan took his bag, thought for a while and asked, "What color are your eyelashes?"
"What?" Qiu Yi was taken aback.
"Eyelashes, what color?" Bian Nan pointed to his eyes, "Mine are black, although I can't find them very often."
"I don't know, I haven't studied it before," Qiu Yi laughed, "You are really free."
"Isn't that why you've never seen a mixed-race child?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue, and pulled Qiu Yan who came into the room after washing his face, "Erbao, let me see what color your eyelashes are."
"It's dark." Qiu Yan closed his eyes and raised his face to him, his eyelashes trembling along with his eyelids.
"I thought it would be brown," Bian Nan pinched his face with a smile, "You take a break, I have to go home."
"When will you come again?" Qiu Yan asked him.
"Come when you are free." Bian Nan replied.
He suddenly found himself quite comfortable saying those words.
Habits are horrible.
After getting out of Qiu Yi's house, Bian Nan took a taxi home, and within a few minutes of getting in the car, he fell asleep leaning on the car seat.
When the driver woke him up, he opened his eyes and saw the gate of the community and the name of the community on the gate, and he felt a lot of pressure.
Going home is really not an enjoyable thing for him, especially when Bian Hao and Bian Xinyu are at home at the same time.
He didn't let the driver drive the car into the community, got out of the car and walked slowly along the path.
When he got outside the courtyard door of his house, he was also very slow to take out the keys, always wondering if the phone rang again...
"Xiao Nan is back!" Aunt Lin's voice came out when the door of the living room was pushed open.
"Auntie," Bian Nan called out and smiled, "I had lunch with my classmates, so I came back late."
"It's okay, it's okay, your dad is still talking about it, so I said he must be with his classmates," the aunt came over and looked him up and down, "Why do you feel tanned just after summer?"
"I didn't do it in vain." Bian Nan said with a smile, he was about to take his bag back to his room upstairs, when he looked up and saw Bian Hao sitting in the living room, his smile froze uncontrollably.
"I'm sweating all over, go upstairs and take a shower. I put all the clothes I bought for you in your room. See if you like it." Auntie patted him on the back, "Your dad is in the study."
"Well," Bian Nan walked upstairs, "Thank you, Auntie."
Dad's room is on the third floor, and the third floor is basically his territory, the study, the gym, and the collection room. It looks like that, but Bian Nan rarely goes up there.
After he put the bags in his room, he looked at the bags on the bed and several sets of clothes and pants. Bian Nan likes the inconspicuous colors of black, white and gray, but his aunt likes bright colors. They are all bright.
He picked out a few more plain ones, and planned to take them with him when he went back to school, and then he went out of the room to go to the study to chat with his father.
As soon as she walked out of the room, she found Bian Xinyu leaning in the corridor. Seeing him coming out, she seemed to hesitate before raising her chin: "Hey, Bian Nan."
Bian Nan stopped and looked at her. She cleared her throat and looked at the wall behind Bian Nan: "That... you and that... Qiu Yi... do you know each other?"
"Alright." Bian Nan said, he was surprised that Bian Xinyu would suddenly talk to him, and the content was still Qiu Yi.
"Did he hurt his leg?" Bian Xinyu asked him, his eyes still wandering all over the place.
"Well, it's broken." Bian Nan turned around and prepared to go upstairs.
"Hey! What are you in a hurry for?" Bian Xinyu frowned and raised her voice, then lowered her voice, "How is the injury? Do you know where his family lives? Is he not in the hospital?"
"You..." Bian Nan looked at her, and quickly sorted out the relationship between Bian Xinyu and Qiu Yi and the reason why Bian Xinyu would ask him about these things in his mind, "Call him and you'll know?"
"Should I ask you if I can find him! His phone is turned off!" Bian Xinyu said a little unhappily.
shutdown? Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that every time he called, he always called the number that Erbao had left for him. Qiu Yi's cell phone was turned off
"Speak up." Bian Xin urged him.
"I don't know either. I heard someone say it. I don't even have his phone number." Bian Nan said.
"How is it possible, I don't believe it!" Bian Xinyu suddenly stretched out her hand, "Call me to see!"
Bian Nan ignored her, turned around and walked directly upstairs. If it wasn't because of this incident, it would be impossible for him and Qiu Yi to have any mutual relationship.
"Show me!" Bian Xinyu grabbed his arm and raised her voice.
"Xin Yu?" Bian Hao called out in the living room downstairs.
"I didn't talk to you." Bian Xinyu also shouted downstairs, then turned her head and continued to stare at Bian Nan.
"Let's go." Bian Nan was extremely irritable, but finally after Bian Xinyu let go of his arm, he took out his mobile phone and threw it into her hand, then went upstairs.
He saved Erbao's number in his phone, and the name he used was Xiao Curly.
Dad was sitting in front of the upstairs window of the study making tea, and when he heard him come in, he beckoned: "Come, drink tea."
Bian Hao is not interested in tea, but prefers coffee. Bian Xinyu loses weight every day. If it is slimming tea, she might have a sip. The only person at home who can play tea with her father is Bian Nan, although he is also not interested in tea. , but he is the only one in the family who will not openly resist Dad.
He dare not, he has no confidence.
"Did you go out to eat with your classmates at noon?" Dad poured him a cup of tea.
"En." Bian Nan nodded, took the tea and drank it.
"Have you seen the clothes Auntie bought for you?" Dad asked him.
"Look, it's pretty good." Bian Nan took the pot raising brush from one side and brushed it back and forth on his hand.
Dad paused for a while, as if he couldn't find a topic to talk about, so he leaned back on his chair and stopped talking.
Bian Nan didn't speak, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, he didn't sleep well all night, and today he had a busy day, within two minutes of closing his eyes, he felt limp and talked to Zhou Gong I went to Tai Chi.
When he woke up again, a small towel was put on him, and his father was no longer by his side.
He drank a cup of cold tea, got up and left the study to go downstairs.
When he reached the second floor, he heard laughter coming from the living room downstairs. He leaned on the railing and looked. Bian Xinyu was leaning on his father and talking. The family laughed happily.
Bian Nan gave up the idea of going downstairs to make up the numbers, and went back to his room.
Bian Xinyu put his mobile phone on the table, and he picked it up to check, guessing that Bian Xinyu didn't find any useful numbers.
He sat down at the desk, turned on the computer, and called Wan Fei: "What are you doing?"
"Where is Dota!" Wan Fei said, "Are you at home?"
"Well, come to fight the landlord." Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
"I'll... just do it, if you fight the landlord, you will fight the landlord," Wan Fei sighed, "You're so boring."
Bian Nan bared his teeth and smiled, hung up the phone, and devoted himself to the great cause of fighting the landlord.