The spicy teacher of the halberd

In the following days, in a small park at dusk, the two communicated with each other in this way again and again.

The little girl’s name is Nishinomiya Glass. It is said that he was born in good health, but as the days passed, his hearing deteriorated severely.

Two-year-old glasses don’t make any sound yet. After the examination, the doctor shook his head helplessly and told Glass’s family that although he was not congenital deaf, Glass’s hearing was difficult to cure. So the young glass was put on a hearing aid.

Later, the condition became more and more serious, and the right ear of the glass could not hear at all, so the hearing aid in the right ear was removed. At this point, the glass has basically been disconnected from the sound world.

The death of my grandmother and the departure of my father made the family even worse.

Glass’s mother resolutely took on the responsibility of supporting her two daughters alone. In order to allow Glass to reach the society of ordinary people, Glass did not attend a special school, but was sent to a general elementary school.

Although I really want to be friends with my classmates, the inconvenience of communication is an invisible wall that prevents the glass from integrating into the collective. The classmates distanced themselves from the glass and eventually evolved into bullying. In the face of the cold violence of everyone’s hostility, the teacher’s inaction also became an accomplice.

Glass can only be bullied over and over again, writing sorry over and over again. The kind little girl thinks that everything is her fault and blames herself for not hearing others.

Finally, the mother who learned of her daughter’s situation took the glass back, and took the opportunity to work in Huaxia, and the family moved to Changwei’s town.

In the face of foreign classmates, the children in the class also treated her with courtesy, but it was only polite and did not bully. The gap in communication makes Glass still alone, without playmates and friends.

So seeing the page handed over by the glass that said “Can you make friends with me”, looking at the little girl’s expectant and somewhat cringing eyes, Chang Wei felt very uncomfortable.

With it written, he handed the book back, looked at Glass’s warm smile, and caressed her hair.

“We’re already friends.”

After getting acquainted, Chang Wei took the glass back to the small restaurant to eat.

Made a bowl of beef ramen and served it to the little girl. Chang Wei found that the little girl holding the noodle bowl lowered her head, and two lines of crystal clear tears flowed.

“I’ve never eaten such delicious noodles… Except for my grandmother, sister and mother, no one has ever been so nice to me…”

Putting down the pen, the glass gulped down the noodles, and the tears couldn’t stop flowing.

Glass gets hurt again and again, and again and again laughs and longs to communicate with people. The grievances and sorrows in my heart were revealed to outsiders for the first time.

“It’s just rough cooking…” silently wiped away the tears of the glass, and Chang Wei was like a cattle in his throat.

Eating the bowl of noodles, Glass took out his small wallet and insisted on paying the bill.

“In Huaxia, it is normal for good friends to invite food.” Shaking his head, he took the communication book of the glass, and Chang Wei wrote with a smile.

“If you have to pay, it will hurt the friendship between friends.”

“Then I will learn cooking well, and I will invite Brother Chang Wei to eat good things in the future!”

Chang Wei smiled and held the small face of the glass, and casually wrote down the key points and tips for making beef noodles after this sentence in the book.

The time spent with the glass is not long, and the number of times is not much, but the warm scene is impressive every time.

“Can Brother Chang Wei play the guitar?”

In the park, looking at Chang Wei, who was playing the guitar, the glass hurriedly wrote down in the notebook and handed it to Chang Wei.

“It doesn’t play well, it’s so-so.” Chang Wei smiled and began to tune the strings.

“I want to see Brother Chang Wei play guitar.”

Looking at the little girl’s expectant eyes, the words “You can’t hear the piano” really can’t be written.

Playing with the strings casually, looking at the crystal clear eyes of the glass, the innocent smile, the corners of Chang Wei’s eyes are a little moist.

In the small park shrouded in the setting sun, only his faint singing can be heard.

Gently knock on the sleeping mind

Slowly open your eyes

Look at the busy world

Whether you are still alone and spinning

The spring breeze is incomprehensible

Blow the heart of a teenager

Let the tears stain on yesterday’s face

Dried with memory

……

In order to communicate with Glass, Chang Wei secretly taught himself sign language, but he never saw the footprints of Glass in the small park.

According to the children playing on the slide, because of their mother’s work, the glass can only return to neon again. All that remains is the memory of a strong and fragile little girl who has been smiling.

Chang Wei ran across the street, through the crowd, and pushed open the door of the small restaurant. Under the doubtful gaze of the diners, and under the gaze of the girl in front of him with wide eyes due to surprise, Chang Wei couldn’t help but laugh out loud and compared the sentence he wanted to say the most in sign language.

Good memories may be late, but they are never absent.

“Glass, I want to kill you.”

The girl’s eyes were full of tears and her smile was like a flower.