Devil’s Warmth

In the winter of 2003, snow fell on the entire community, and Qingshan turned whiteheads.

All kinds of news on TV have been headlined by Chang Xue.

"In the past, the" Jade Girl "turned into a primary three, and the rich man in Hong Kong abandoned her wife for her."

"Chang Xue fell off the altar, and Gao Leng's image collapsed."

"Chang Xue's new movie faces a box office crisis."

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All kinds of bad news have a great impact. After dinner, people watch such news around TV. Fans of Chang Xue couldn't believe the news, and they were still trying to clarify that the party Chang Xue had never appeared.

I do n’t know who is changing Changxue, and the public relations for this matter was still not finished. Like the volcanic eruption, the news of Changxue making Xiaosan spread all over the streets. For nearly a decade, the "Jade Girl" has ceased to exist, and Chang Xue has since withdrawn from the Hong Kong Star stage.

Zhao Zhilan stared blankly at the overwhelming news and various newspapers. She couldn't help but sigh: "Fate, sometimes I can't say for sure."

The decline of Chang Xue means that Zhao Xiu's proudest capital is gone. Instead, a strange embarrassment has emerged against this background.

Zhao Xiu has been shaping the image of Fang Minjun to Chang Xue, and now Chang Xue is forced to withdraw from the entertainment industry. It is estimated that Zhao Xiu no longer wants Fang Minjun to associate with Chang Xue.

Bei Yao looked at these news and frowned, if Fang Minjun didn't look like Chang Xue in the end, it might be a good thing for Fang Minjun.

But Fang Minjun has moved out of the community, and now it is winter vacation. I don't know what Fang Minjun is.

Beiyao was a little worried about her. Although Fang Minjun was getting colder, she was not a bad guy. She remembered that Pei Chuan had a cell phone and a telephone.

There was heavy snow outside the house, and Bei Yao took his winter vacation homework to Pei Chuan's house.

Pei Haobin opened the door and stretched his eyes, "It's Bei Yao, it's cold outside, come in quickly."

"Thank you Uncle Pei."

"Xiaochuan is in the room. I'll call him. Your aunt Jiang is not here. Beiyao sits casually."

Bei Yao thanked him.

Pei Chuan's house is clean and tidy, and Pei Haobin served as a soldier, so the things in the house are neatly arranged. This is the second time since childhood that Bei Yao visited Pei's house.

Pei Chuan does not like to be invaded by the private sector, so Bei Yao has always respected his taboos.

Pei Haobin was careless, but didn't think so much. The innermost door was unexpectedly opened by Pei Haobin. As soon as Bei Yao turned his head, he saw a Pei Chuan that had been forgotten for many years.

There was heavy snow outside the window, and he was at his desk, assembling a strange instrument she couldn't understand.

The teenager was still a little thin, and he was sitting in a wheelchair with a long black blanket over his legs.

He turned his head and saw Beiya holding the book.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Bei Yao knew for the first time that he did not wear prosthetics at home. As long as in front of people, Pei Chuan always wore artificial limbs, so that people forget, he has never been better.

The sensor in Pei Chuan's hand beeped twice, and he looked down, and his fingers in the knuckles flicked. It shattered.

Pei Haobin said, "Xiaochuan, Bei Yao is here. You play together. Dad has something to go out."

Pei Haobin was too late to change his clothes and hurried out.

"What are you doing, come here."

Bei Yao was embarrassed. She was as cramped as a child, and couldn't help breathing after entering his room.

"Will the homework be done?"

"No." Bei Yao embraced "Winter Holiday Assignment" and asked him, "Can you contact Fang Minjun?"

Pei Chuan raised his eyes and froze coldly: "Nosy business."

"She grew up with us, don't you worry about her?"

Pei Chuan paused, he thought it was funny. Bei Yao thought of him too well. Who is Fang Minjun, and why does he care about her life? However, in her earnest eyes, he said these words subconsciously and couldn't tell her.

"Do you have her phone number?"

"No."

"address?"

Bei Yao lowered her head and blushed a little: "No."

Pei Chuan glanced at her. She was as embarrassed as a quail, anxious to bury herself.

He turned the wheelchair and went to the landline in the living room.

Bei Yao followed and followed him.

The teenager's finger pressed a few digits on the landline button, and she met her squatting down and looked up at the big eyes he expected. He kept his eyes open and whispered: "Hello Teacher Li, this is Pei Chuan. Can you give me the phone number of fellow Min Jun?"

"Well, why? The last time she moved, there was something in my house and she had to be told to take it back."

"Okay, thank you teacher, I have written it down."

He hung up the phone, pressed a few digits, and gave the handset to Bei Yao.

Beiyao held the phone, and the other side soon got through. It was Zhao Xiu's voice: "Hey? Who are you looking for?"

"Aunt Xiu, I'm Bei Yao, can I talk to Min Min?"

"Wait, I'll call her."

After a long time, when Beiya was a little upset, a husky voice came from the girl: "Hey."

"Minmin, this is Bei Yao."

Pei Chuan Hei Tong looked at the little girl who called.

Her slightly curly hair was scattered behind her and she was wearing a light blue cotton suit. She was nervous with the small lock on her dress. Pei Chuan heard her say, "Minmin, this year's plum tree in the neighborhood has blossomed, and it is particularly fragrant. My mother's sausage is delicious. Will I bring it to you in school?"

"... When should we go to the playground together? I heard that a big new playground has been built in City C. I haven't been to the playground when I grow up so long, can you go with me?"

"Don't cry," she said softly. "You are Fang Minjun, not Chang Xue."

The little girl's original cold face was crying hysterically now, and she still had a fruit knife in her pocket. When Bei Yao called, she actually wanted to cut it.

The name Fang Minjun, more than ten years of glory and shame, seems to be linked to Chang Xue. Now that the faith has collapsed, Fang Minjun is hard to breathe.

However, the call made her cry fast.

Yes, she is only twelve years old. She hasn't been to the new playground. She hasn't seen the blossoming plum tree that has not been blooming at the gate of the community. She was afraid of pain, and she couldn't bear to die. She was looking forward to who could rescue her, but she never expected that this person would be Beiyao, and Beyao who was pressed by herself because of Chang Xue.

Fang Minjun was gradually soothed.

Bei Yao hung up the phone, only to see Pei Chuan's countless eyes than before.

She groped in her pocket and whispered, "Sorry, I used your phone for so long and I gave you the money."

She touched a piece of fifty dollars, which was almost all the property of her small vault.

Pei Chuan sneered: "You are so generous."

He took the fifty-dollar note and played around with it: "Who is Fang Minjun, is this all your money, or is it true for everyone?"

Bei Yao felt inexplicable.

Fang Minjun is not her, but she thought for a long time. If she was Fang Minjun, her mentality would collapse. If this matter continues, it may be serious. If it is not serious, Bei Yao naturally will not control Fang Minjun who has always dealt with himself.

Pei Chuan pinched the paper currency with **** and exerted it lightly. It went into the trash.

Bei Yao made a subconscious "Yeah", squatted down and picked it out. The moody teenager has pushed his wheelchair into the room.

"Pei Chuan, Pei Chuan ..."

The door slammed before her eyes.

Bei Yao looked at the closed door in front of her, and for the first time gave birth to some grievances. After all, she is only twelve years old and still needs a cowardly age. She often doesn't understand why Pei Chuan is angry, just as she doesn't know how to make this thoughtful young man happy.

Bei Yao tried to give in and gave him everything he felt was good. But these things may be like this banknote, if he disdains, he will throw it into the trash can.

She blinked, some want to cry, and finally did not knock on his door, left Pei's house, and brought him the door of the house.

Bei Yao stepped on the snow, stepping on a small and lovely footprint.

After the curtains on the fourth floor, Pei Chuan looked down at her.

So impatient with him?

So he, Fang Minjun, or Chen Hu Li Da did not make any difference in Bei Yao's heart.

Pei Chuan heard that she coaxed Fang Minjun. Heaven gave her a soft and sweet voice, and when it was coaxed softly, people's hearts melted. How she coaxed herself once, and today is how to coax Fang Minjun. In the future, it may be Chen Hu, Li Da, anyone.

He knew that he was so angry and nervous, but he couldn't control the ridicule from the bottom of his heart.

As if someone was saying, look, Pei Chuan, in your eyes, you are just a poor child in need of help.

Pei Chuan shouldn't be angry, he is just a handicapped who should have no friends. But that day, when I heard Chen Hu and Li Da's words at the corner, they quietly planted a seed.

Boys usually do not have girls precocious. However, before Pei Chuan entered the second year of the junior year, he realized that he was indifferent and indifferent when he faced Beiyao.

And she didn't know, she didn't know anything.

He watched as the small footprints in the snow drifted away, his pale fingers gripping the wheelchair armrest.

Beiyao opened his small print, which contained a secret that could not be told to anyone from an early age.

From the future, I hope that I will be better with Pei Chuan and better. Beiyao knows how to win the millennium, and she locks the small copy in a new small box so that no one can open it.

It didn't take long for spring to start. City C was cooling fast and warming up quickly. Beiyao quickly replaced the thick cotton jacket and put on a light spring dress.

Kaichun was the happiest not to benefit Ting. She was surprised to find that all the girls in the class, like herself, had begun to develop. As if the spring breeze blew softly, the girls' chests gradually bulged in front. The special one was no longer her. At this time, without Beiyao, Hua Ting walked straight.

Beiyao has just begun to develop, and small buns often feel a little painful. She was careful not to touch them.

Hua Ting blushed in her ear and whispered, "Yao Yao, are you here?"

"No."

"Oh, I was shocked when I came a while ago, and almost cried, thinking that I had terminal illness."

"No, that's when you grow up."

Hua Ting asked her, "What are you doing? String so many beads."

"Make a peace knot." The girl's innocent eyes were gentle and she smiled. "Pei Chuan's birthday is coming."

At the end of the spring is Pei Chuan's birthday. Although he has a strange temper lately, he no longer wants to go home from school with himself, and he did not take the initiative to reconcile after he lost his temper last time.

"Pei is not happy" is already so "stupid", if she is stingy, that's fine!

Hua Ting snorted, "Why are you so good to him, he is not good to you at all." I also did not see how good Pei Chuan was to Yao Yao.

Bei Yao put the beads on: "He will be fine when he grows up."

"Speak as if you knew."

She didn't know, but it didn't prevent her from being kind to him.

The girls in the class each changed, but Fang Minjun suddenly lost weight. Fang Minjun's appearance now coincides with the people in his memory, thin and high cheekbones, but one winter, Fang Minjun suddenly became no longer like Chang Xue.

She wasn't pretty, she had a faint breath, but she became more popular.

The atmosphere around Fang Minjun was embarrassing for a while, but Fang Minjun himself, pretending not to care.

Hua Ting propped her chin: "I didn't like her before, but she's pretty poor now. Chang Xue did something wrong, and she did nothing wrong."

Beiyao nodded in agreement.

"Did you know that there were still people discussing whether the school flower was Fang Minjun or Shang Mengxian. When Fang Minjun came back this term, everyone thought it was Shang Mengxian properly. Where does Fang Minjun still have the school flower look?

Shang Mengxian? Bei Yao thought the name was familiar.

Bei Yao had been studying for a year, and many things around him were different. She racked her brains to think of distant memories, only to find that there was such a person.

She was two grades younger than Shang Mengxian in her life.

When her junior year was completely better, someone once quietly told her: If you were like this now, the school flowers would definitely not be Shang Mengxian. You look countless times better than her!

However, Bei Yao, who was childish with a baby **** her face, sighed. It doesn't matter whether she looks good or not, she should give Pei an unhappy birthday first.

In late spring and early summer, Shang Mengxian of the second year took the name of the school flower.

The fourteen-year-old girl has a charming appearance, and is more charming than her peers. The fall of Fang Minjun, the one who benefited the most was Shang Mengxian, who recently received a large stack of love letters in her desk.

"Shang Mengxian, let me just say, what is Fang Minjun who is not a bit like a star, now that the star is gone, Fang Minjun is so skinny and ugly. The Ge Bo who liked her now sees her pretending not Yes, hahaha you don't know how funny it is. "

Shang Mengxian put down the mirror and smiled.

"However," said a friend, "Ge Bo told me that before they were in class one and seven, everyone liked Fang Minjun, but one person has never seen Fang Minjun in the eye and has been cold."

Shang Mengxian was interested: "Oh? Who?"

"Pei Chuan in their class, I heard that the boy had no legs and the lower leg was a prosthesis. Do you know what a prosthesis is? It is made like a real leg and can be walked on."

Shang Mengxian's expression revealed a hint of disgust.

"But such a handicapped person can't even see Minjun above, do you say it's funny? Do you think he disdains, or dares not like it?"

The topics of interest for girls of this age have gradually shifted from snacks and games to who likes whom and who likes them.

Shang Mengxian scorned: "Mostly because Fang Minjun is not charming enough, and he is so dragged all day, I want to let that Pei Chuan confess to me?

A friend covered her mouth and smiled, "Of course I believe, you look so good. What will the disabled boy do if you want to die or live?"

Shang Mengxian also laughed. She didn't go home in the afternoon after school, but waited on the road of Pei Chuan.

Bypassing the gorgeous pomegranate flowers on campus, Pei Chuan subconsciously glanced at the stone that Bei Yao often sat on.

There were summer flowers around him, and he saw a shadow behind the flowers.

Pei Chuan slowed down, he walked over there, waiting for the girls to follow.

"You are Pei Chuan, right?" A light, playful tone came from his side.

He frowned slightly, only to realize that the man was a young girl he didn't know.

Shang Mengxian followed, and his eyes glanced over Pei Chuan's calf, concealing the look in his eyes.

"My name is Shang Mengxian. It's in the second grade. I heard that you are building a small park over there? Can you show me?"

"No."

The smile on Shang Mengxian's face was stiff for a second, and her eyes were disdainful, but thinking that if the other person Jun Jun sniffed, she would flatter herself like a pug in the future, and she could not resist the impatience in her heart.

"It doesn't matter, it's the same if I go by myself." She walked in front of him intentionally or unintentionally.

In summer she wore a miniskirt, showing her long, beautiful legs.

Shang Mengxian's blouse is a rose with gorgeous short sleeves, showing half shoulders, she has a style that girls of this age do not have. Shang Mengxian was certain that he would be attracted to himself, his steps were elegant and careless.

Pei Chuan's expressionless face showed a slight mockery.

Bei Yao went to the school ’s canteen first after school. The red beads she made were very beautiful, but it did n’t seem to be good to send it alone. She thought about it and spent three dollars to buy a packing bag and tie it safely. Carefully put it in.

Beiyao hurry, hurry up, after trotting to the pomegranate, Pei Chuan has no silhouette.

"Still not wait for me." She sighed softly, carrying her small schoolbag on her back, and quickening her pace to go home. On the way home from junior high school, a new park is being built recently. I heard that it will take another two years to complete the project. This can be irritating to the children in the community. There is a regret that "the school is always renovated when we graduate."

When the park is repaired, the young girls will go to high school.

There were wild flowers on the road. In the summer sun, Beiya fanned the wind with his little hand. She hurried forward, not long before raising her eyes to see Pei Chuan's back.

His back was straight, and his pace seemed uncomfortable because of his unpleasant pace.

The boy was clear, but he was followed by a girl. Bei Yao froze and stopped with the gift. When the tree squeaked, Beiya wiped the thin sweat from her head and sat on the stone under the cypress.

She watched them go away.

Ping An was held in her arms by Bei Yao. For the first time, Bei Yao suspected that the words in the small print were true?

Will this frosty Bae Chuan take care of him as a heart, as the note says? She is now twelve years old. Although she has a few years of memory, she is still under the age of love. Pei Chuan has a new friend and looks like a pretty girl. She is really happy for him.

Bei Yao had enough rest, and then slowly walked back along this path.

Pei Chuan didn't know that Beiyao was behind him, he thought she was going home early.

Shang Mengxian beside him was talking, "Is your teacher Zhang speaking with an accent? The ending will rise?"

Pei Chuan glanced at the old residential building not far away, and said "um" lightly.

His finger accidentally fiddled with the lock of the iron door next to it, and the door opened easily, and the iron door jingled.

He didn't speak all the way, and suddenly heard his response, Shang Mengxian was so surprised that he didn't find Pei Chuan's action. She proudly thought, "I don't care about myself. What's the pretense?" It is estimated that he was secretly watching himself along the way. Shang Mengxian smiled, and just wanted to speak, and suddenly rushed out of the community with a fierce and barking dog.

The dog rammed and reached the iron gate in a blink of an eye.

If the door is closed, it's a pity that the door was opened by Pei Chuan "unconsciously".

Shang Mengxian screamed in shock: "Go away, dead dog, get away."

As she called, she hid behind Pei Chuan. I want to push him against that shaggy dog.

There was a hint of coldness in Pei Chuan's eyes, and just about to stagger his body, he saw Bei Yao holding a gift bag in the distance.

He suddenly froze.

This road is the way he and Beiyao go home. Beiyao has always been a little afraid of the earth dog barking at Grandma Zhou's house. Grandma Zhou loved Beiyao, so she also installed iron gates.

The elderly specially told Bei Yao's children in their community not to open the iron door locks. Her dog was fierce and it was bad to bite people.

But Pei Chuan opened it just now.

He didn't know how much Beiya saw, but a little coldness rose from the soles of his feet. Pei Chuan concealed his inferiority, but he had to admit that from an early age, he had lost the quality of kindness.

The kindness and justice of his father came at the cost of his legs.

The dog barked twice, and Shang Meng's panic screamed harshly. In the early summer of May, he seemed to be frozen in place and had no strength to hide.

Bei Yao ran over to them.

She couldn't even think of a gift, and picked up a stone on the ground and threw the dog: "Go away, don't bite."

She trembled and hit the dog, and the native dog snorted and turned and barked at her.

Bei Yao picked up a handful of stones, and no matter what the accuracy was, he threw it to the dog desperately.

She stood in front of him, trembling at the dog and shouting, "I'm not going to hit you yet!"

The dog ran into the iron gate with its tail at the end.

Bei Yao was not Pei Chuan Gao, she stomped on the iron door.

"Pei Chuan," said the girl anxiously. "Did it bite you? Did it hurt?"

Pei Chuan's black pupil was lacquered and looked at her. For a long time he whispered, "No."

Bei Yao frowned at the older girl behind him. She looked familiar. Was she the second year's Shang Mengxian? Bei Yao was a bit angry. She came to see Shang Mengxian pushing Pei Chuan to the scene. Although she understood Shang Mengxian's mindset, she could not forgive her.

Shang Mengxian is also about to collapse. She was going to seduce the disabled and dump him, but who wants to get a dog out of the road? Thinking of the image he had just screamed, Shang Mengxian almost wanted to hit the wall.

She quickly said, "I'm going home today."

Bei Yao and Pei Chuan went home together. She wasn't happy, and Xing'er's eyes were also dazed. Pei Chuan lowered her eyes, looked at the things in her hands, and asked her, "What are you holding?"

"Hey, here's your birthday present, Pei Chuan, happy birthday! Congratulations on growing up again!"

He took it and saw her look no different, knowing that she saw nothing.

Bei Yao hesitated: "Pei Chuan, your new friend is not good at all, she wants to push you out."

He declined to comment: "Well."

"Don't you play with her, okay?" When she said that, she was very shy, after all, it was the school flower Shang Mengxian, which all boys admit. Although in a year or two, she may look better than Shang Mengxian, but now she is a little girl with a baby fat.

Pei Chuan whispered, "OK."

She thought she had "tricked" him, and slightly coughed with a little shyness.

The setting sun dragged her warm shadow, and she stepped on the tree shadow with childishness.

Pei Chuan put her hands in her pockets and looked at her back.

If he didn't say it, she would never know that he was a poisonous snake, not a lamb. She is so repulsive to those who are vicious in mind, what if she knew that she and Shang Mengxian were no different or even more vicious?