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In the summer of 1996, the strong wind blew down the young bamboos, and a group of four or five-year-old children opened their eyes wide and looked at the little hail in the sky.

"This is popsicle! It's edible!"

The children cheered and used their little hands to catch the hail.

Teacher Xiao Zhao was busy changing pants for the boy in the corner. The boy's eyes were silent. He looked at the yellow urine on his pants and under the wheelchair without saying a word.

When he saw the ignorant children outside the classroom picking up hail and taste it, Teacher Xiao Zhao was afraid of someone's life, so he didn't care that the black-haired boy had half of his pants, so he hurried to bring the children outside back.

There were only four little boys left in the classroom, and a little girl sleeping with a fever in the front row.

Among the little boys, there is a fat man named Chen Hu. He is as handsome as his name, and he is extremely healthy. He has two white and fat cheeks, which are larger than other children.

Chen Hu rolled his eyes. He was looking at hail outside that he had never seen before. Unexpectedly, he was close to him and smelled the smell of urine. He shook his nose and turned around. Pei Chuan in the wheelchair was lifting his pants.

Unfortunately, his knees were empty and he couldn't even take advantage of the force.

After a while, I could only barely pull my pants with my urine upwards, covering my male sexual organs.

Chen Hu looked at the urine on the ground and said in a sharp and incredible tone of the child: "Look, look! Pei Chuan has pissed his pants! It's all over the floor."

Several boys in the classroom turned around and covered their mouths.

"It's so dirty he!"

"I just saw it. Teacher Zhao is changing his pants!"

"He is still wearing those pants. Look at him peeing, ah!"

Pei Chuan's pale and thin little face was covered with a whim of shame. He bit his lip and pulled down the picture book to block the wet position. He shook and looked at the teacher outside the kindergarten.

Teacher Xiao Zhao came in with the last child and scolded the children, saying, "That's called hail, don't eat it, do you know! The teacher will notify your parents to pick you up later!"

Afraid that the children were disobedient, he said with a stern face: "The little baby will never grow taller after eating the hail!"

As soon as these words were spoken, several children immediately turned their faces, their eyes filled with tears, and they cried loudly.

"Teacher, am I not taller again..."

Teacher Xiao Zhao said: "Of course not. If you go back tonight, you will be fine if you eat more rice."

The innocent children burst into tears and laughed.

However, innocence is sometimes the most cruel. The little fat man pointed his finger at Pei Chuan: "Teacher Zhao, Pei Chuan has wet his pants!"

As soon as this said, Teacher Xiao Zhao remembered that the child in the corner had taken off half of his pants. However, the fat man shouted loudly and everyone in the class heard it.

Pei Chuan was shaking, and tears fell down. He didn't mean it, it wasn't intentional...

For a moment, the children's tender discussions rang out.

"I won't wet my pants when I was three!"

"Mom said it was a dirty child who was wetting her pants."

"Pei Chuan has no legs, he still pisses his pants. We won't play with him in the future!"

"I can also pee my pants when I play with him!"

...

The chirping sound finally woke up the little girl with a fever in the front row.

Her cheeks flushed, her long eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes that were filled with water vapor.

The strong wind blew her two pigtails, and Bei Yao blinked slowly and her breathing was burning. This tender body had no strength. She clearly remembered that she was dead, so why would it be...

She lowered her eyes, straightened her body from the small round table, and looked at her soft little hands with her white and tender flesh nest.

Countless people behind him shouted Pei Chuan's name, and Bei Yao's breathing stopped and turned back with an incredible look.

The faded scene in my memory crushes the years and the years suddenly become clear. Teacher Xiao Zhao is only twenty-six years old this year, with the gentleness and vitality of a young female teacher.

The children looked at the small ball in the corner with the same hatred, showing disgusting eyes.

Through the crowd, Bei Yao could only see the big wheels in the wheelchair and the stiff body of the child on it.

He gritted his teeth and looked up, looking at these ignorant children with thin cheeks, looking at the ignorant children with tears in his eyes. The next second he calmed down, and looked at his pants with tears in his eyes.

Pei...Pei Chuan...

Although he only saw it, Bei Yao was extremely sure that this was Pei Chuan when he was a child.

The five-year-old boy was unable to control his physiology because of his legs. He peed his pants in his class. This scene faded into everyone's memory, and replaced by the crazy, stubborn but extremely cold genius computer master eighteen years later.

For many people, they are a ruthless devil, who frantically research software that is not conducive to society and is stable.

And the devil Pei Chuan is now just a fragile child who has just lost his legs.

"Bai Yao." said a little girl, "We won't play with him anymore!"

Bei Yao is less than four years old and is the youngest child in the class.

Bei Yao couldn't remember how she answered in her previous life, but she was always right.

Making urine all over the ground in kindergarten is a shameful thing for all ignorant children.

What's more, the child was very scary. His calves below his knees were cut off by everyone, and the lower half of his pants was empty, so the children were scared and novel.

The classroom was in chaos, and the parents who picked up the children rushed over because of hail. Teacher Zhao pushed the wheelchair away. Taking into account the boy's self-esteem, she had to go to the bathroom to help Pei Chuan change his pants and organize the children to go home.

Bei Yao was powerless to watch Pei Chuan being pushed away, her sick voice as weak as a cat: "Pei Chuan..."

No one heard it, and no one turned back.

She suddenly remembered the twenty-three-year-old Pei Chuan, sitting in a wheelchair expressionless face, and said in a hard voice that she would protect her for the rest of her life. Xiaotuanzi Bei Yao was stunned, sighed softly, and lay on the table.

Could it be that he paid too much in his previous life and asked her to pay off her debts in this life?

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"Pei Chuan, don't be sad. The students will forget tomorrow. The teacher has sandwich cookies here. Do you want to eat one?"

Pei Chuan whispered: "I want to go home."

"Then wait for mom to come?"

Pei Chuan's fingertips were pale and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

This year, there is no mobile phone. Most of the few people with "big brothers" have status, but Teacher Xiao Zhao does not have it.

Pei Chuan's mother is a surgeon, and sometimes she will be busy until late at night during an operation. Her father is the captain of the criminal police team. Her status is not simple and she is busy with work. Both of them cannot tolerate carelessness in their work, and the little boy occasionally asks his neighbor to pick him up.

For example, parents of children like Bei Yao, Chen Hu, Fang Minjun will take him back.

Parents came to school one after another, and Teacher Xiao Zhao had to watch the child. Today another female teacher took a leave, and the burden was on her alone, so she couldn't get busy. Teacher Xiao Zhao pushed Pei Chuan back to the classroom after changing her pants and took the building blocks for him to play with.

Pei Chuan lowered his head and did not move.

Bei Yao looked at him with complicated eyes.

If you do your life again, what does Bei Yao want to do the most?

Of course, I am staying away from Huo Xu, and being filial to my parents for the rest of my life has nothing to do with Pei Chuan. The premise is that Pei Chuan did not leave a strong mark before her death.

Her feelings for Pei Chuan are very complicated.

The hail was covered with the sky and getting bigger and bigger. From time to time, parents rushed to complain: "Oh, what the hell is this weather? The sun is so strong in the morning, and the ice is falling in the afternoon."

Then there were bicycles riding bicycles, while those without bicycles ran on their backs. The children waved their hands: "Goodbye Teacher Zhao!"

"Goodbye Xiaowei! Goodbye Lili!"

Soon, Bei Yao's mother Zhao Zhilan also came with an umbrella.

In 1996, Ms. Zhao Zhilan was still young, with no fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and her blue short-sleeved top was capable and energetic.

Bei Yao's eyes moved away from Pei Chuan, and when he looked at Zhao Zhilan who was running over, his eyes suddenly became wet.

Zhao Zhilan picked her up: "Oh, my bad daughter, why are you crying? Are you scared by the hail?"

Bei Yao shook her head and lay on the woman's back, choking. In the world, parents treat their children the best, which is a reason that many people know but don't understand.

"Give it, hold the umbrella, mom carries you, I can't free my hand. You put the umbrella on my shoulder and just touch it."

Zhao Zhilan greeted Teacher Xiao Zhao and left with her daughter on her back.

Bei Yao held the umbrella in her small hand, thought for a long time, and turned around.

The little boy Pei Chuan in the corner did not look at her.

Chen Hu's father was the first person in the class to pick him up. The fat man rode on his father's shoulders, showing off his might and being proud.

Fang Minjun's grandmother surrounded her apron and led her granddaughter home.

Then comes Bei Yao's mother...

Bei Yao followed his gaze and Pei Chuan's eyes fell on a small wetland next to him. This was left by Teacher Xiao Zhao who hurriedly dragged the urine for a while before he could handle it.

She remembered the cold and gentle kiss of the man eighteen years later, and when she looked at Pei Chuan again, she felt a little pain in her heart.

This amazing figure in later generations was fragile and lonely when he was young and young.
To be continued...