Devil’s Warmth

Zhuo Yingjing froze completely, her eyes went uncontrollably to look at the teenager's legs.

For a moment, she felt that Pei Chuan was engaged in a prank, like all adolescents in their teens, to play with girls.

"Do you think I'm joking?" Pei Chuan lowered his voice in a cold voice. "I was cut off at the age of four. Now I only have two stumps attached to the artificial leg. Would you like to see?"

In the back of the classroom, the noise of the classmates suddenly went away, Zhuo Yingjing was pressed by such a repressive and ridiculous tone, and stepped back with a pale face. She did not dare to look at Pei Chuan, and ran to the debris storage area at the back of the classroom to take a puppet.

Zhuo Yingjing's hands were shaking when she wiped the window. She stood outside the balcony and looked at Pei Chuan from the transparent glass.

The little boy stooped, holding the mop and mopping the floor with everyone.

The classroom was filled with dust, and he was expressionless, unlike other classmates who were sweeping the floor and making trouble. He repeated the monotonous movements, quiet and silent, as if the extreme malicious words he had just said were not what he said to himself, but his imagination. Zhuo Yingjing felt absurd and terrible.

She wiped the window with a pale face, and finally didn't hold back, trying to verify whether it was a bad joke.

Zhuo Yingjing grabbed a female student who had finished using the toilet, and whispered, "You know Pei Chuan in our class ..."

The girl stared at Zhuo Yingjing stupidly, remembering that Zhuo Yingjing was Pei Chuan's new table. The girl's eyes were awkward for two seconds, and she looked at Zhuo Yingjing with sympathy and sigh, and then lowered her voice likewise: "He, he has no calf, it is said that he has prosthetic limbs. Look carefully at his walking posture, and normal People are different. "

If Zhuo Yingjing was struck by lightning, she could not have imagined that the indifferent boy had such a terrible defect.

There is a basketball court on the way out of the junior high school. When Pei Chuan walked with his schoolbag on his back, a basketball flew straight up.

He raised his hand and steadily caught the ball that almost hit him.

A few boys over there were in a cold sweat, and a boy picking up the ball said, "I'm sorry, we're not intentional, are you okay?"

"It's all right."

"You have a quick reaction, and your skills are good. Let's play together when you have time."

For the first time, Pei Chuan heard such praise and found it ironic and funny. He didn't answer, and walked out of the basketball court carrying his schoolbag.

Bae Chuan was unhappy.

In fact, he didn't expect that the things he cared about the most would be uttered by himself so badly. However, Pei Chuan was much calmer than he thought. He could almost guess Zhuo Yingjing's psychological path. She would go to other students to verify, and then gradually alienated herself.

If it is serious ...

If it is serious, she will ask the teacher for a table exchange.

There are several pomegranate flowers on the winding path. They have passed the flowering stage, and have fallen a little bit in the autumn.

Deep in the flowers, Bei Yao was sitting on the rock with her knees in her arms, and her schoolbag was held in her arms.

She was wearing a red and white school uniform, and when she saw Pei Chuan passing by, she quickly followed.

"Pei Chuan." She held her schoolbag. "I didn't understand the last math question taught by Teacher Qin today, would you?"

He was silent, without squinting. "No."

"Then I will go back and understand and tell you how it is."

"No need to."

"are you angry?"

"No."

She bit her lip and couldn't help laughing: "Pei Chuan, you can change your name to 'Pei unhappy'."

Pei Chuan was so annoyed that he couldn't tell what kind of anger he was, even in her opinion being naive. "Pei is not happy" looked coldly, her dark eyes glanced at her.

Beiyao said, "Don't be upset, I will give you my nine serials, OK?"

She bowed her head and took out a delicate nine-chain from her schoolbag, which Bei Licai bought for her. Bei Yao has not been willing to play yet, it is said that it is difficult to untie.

She smiled and shook the nine serials, and it jingled.

Pei Chuan took it with a cold face, and in her amazement, she untied them one by one, and the whole nine series were untied for two minutes.

He shoved back into her hands and walked forward without a word.

Bei Yao holding the neatly connected nine serials, he staggered and followed. Qiufeng blows the teenager's black hair, and she bows her head while messing with the nine serials.

Bei Yao solved it by himself, but couldn't solve it anymore.

Bei Yao was not angry at his indifference, she walked beside him and hummed softly. She sang Rong Zuer's new album "My Pride" in 2003.

"Prideyoureyes

Write for me half a lifetime ... "

Bei Yao's voice is light and soft, and she sings well.

Pei Chuan slowed down and walked side by side with her. The young girl walked briskly, clearly autumn, but with the tenderness and vigor of spring.

"Pei Chuan, do you think the Chinese teacher looks good?"

Pei Chuan paused: "It doesn't look good."

"Oh." Bei Yao was a little disappointed. The Chinese teacher was a pure and moving woman. In Bei Yao's memory, she was about to lose weight in her second year of middle school. Pei Chuan must also think that he will not look good in the future.

"Pei Chuan, let's make up."

He pursed his lips.

"The new puppy at Grandma Zhou's house keeps screaming at me when I see it. I'm scared these days when I get home.

Pei Chuan turned suddenly and looked down at her. He said, "So, my role is to catch the dog for you."

She Xinger's eyes reflected his appearance at the moment, and then those eyes slowly bent, like the most touching peach color that used to be everywhere: "No, you are not afraid of me, if it comes over, I will protect you. "

The bulging balloon in his heart seemed to have been stuck with a needle and suddenly deflated.

Arrived home, she hesitated to ask him, "Pei Chuan, are we okay?"

He said, "Shut up and go home."

Beiyao understood what he meant and smiled happily.

Pei Chuan felt that he was particularly unconvinced. He obviously did not intend to forgive Bei Yao so easily, but he reconciled somehow.

Zhuo Yingjing went to the teacher to ask for a seat change. She couldn't say why, so she didn't change the seat.

In the spring of the first semester, a major event happened to the children in the community-Fang Minjun's family bought a house in the center of the city, and the family will move out of the community after the New Year. Fang Minjun's family will gradually become rich because house prices will rise in the next two years.

A large group of teenagers reluctantly watched Fang Minjun get on the motorcycle, and Bei Yao went to see her off.

Beiyao in the first day was not very tall, so she could only stand behind the crowd. She saved a month's pocket money and bought a bunny coin purse for Fang Minjun.

Proud Fang Minjun took everyone's gift, then nodded his chin.

Pei Chuan looked coldly in the distance, and seemed out of step with them. He knew that she hadn't bought a candy or any bottle of drink in a month.

Bei Yao waved his hand vigorously: "Minmin, come back and play!"

Fang Minjun looked at the young girls and girls behind him, except for the joy of moving to a new home. She held her coin purse and looked at Beiyao with a complex expression. Fang Minjun and Beiyao had been more than ten years old. She did not like Beiyao, but there was no way to hate her.

Bei Yao looks like a soft little moon, without any sharp edges.

However, looking at Bei Yao's delicate but fat-fat features, Fang Minjun almost felt a sense of crisis in his mind.

Now Bei Yao looks like a cute child. What if she becomes a beautiful girl someday? The only one who was better than Bai Yao was gone.

"It's okay, I'm still going to a school with you." Fang Minjun waved his hand and got in the car and left.

At the end of the spring, Chen Hu and Li Da were digging in the ant's nest, and Pei Chuan went downstairs to throw garbage and passed the corner.

Li Da smiled and said, "Chen Hu, you are not happy these days. Is Fang Minjun gone?"

"No."

"You lie to me less, do you like her?"

Chen Hu's ears were red: "Fart, fart, only, not."

"Go talk to her if you like her, or send her home after school."

Chen Hu said dumbly, "I also want to, but my cousin said 'distance produces beauty'. Girls don't like slimy boys. People who walk too close will think of you as brother. When I become tall Handsome, I'll go to Minmin. "

Pei Chuan clenched his plastic pockets and waited for them to leave before he went out and threw away the trash.

After school the next day, Bei Yao found that Pei Chuan, who had been reconciled, did not wait for her, and left alone.

Bei Yao has a sense of crisis recently, because in her memory, Pei Chuan's parents have been divorced from junior high school, but it seems that it has not yet.

The second day of the second year is coming soon.

For example, Pei Chuan's personality will change greatly.

For example, Fang Minjun's appearance began to change, and Hong Kong star Chang Xue fell into the altar because of her involvement in other families.

And Bei Yao ... she finally has the memories of high school.

She looked at her pale, soft face in the mirror.

In memory, after this winter ... she will begin to transform as if the butterfly had made a cocoon.

The memory is too vague and long-lived. Beiyao even suspected that she would really become the amazing school flower in the high school?