Bei Yao moved her fingers and wanted to see Pei Chuan again. Zhao Zhilan had already run far away with her back.

Pei Chuan raised his eyes and his dark eyes fell on the back of the girl's doll running away by her mother's back.

They went further and further away, and finally disappeared.

Hail fell on the top of his head, and the sound of firecrackers was lively. Bei Yao had no strength and couldn't even speak, and she was so burned. In the end, there was only a little boy with dark pupils left in the classroom, sitting in a wheelchair.

The kindergarten is not far from home, but it is far from where Zhao Zhilan works. Zhao Zhilan's legs and feet are fast, and in ten minutes, he took Bei Yao home with hail.

The little girl fell asleep with a fever.

At night, Zhao Zhilan was waking up from a daze. She was rubbing her back with alcohol, but sighed helplessly: "When did you get a fever? I don't know how to tell the teacher, so I won't be stupid."

Bei Licai came in from outside and came to see his daughter. The couple were shocked just now when Bei Yao burned her to death. Fortunately, Bei Yao's father was a doctor who runs a small pharmacy. He came to see and prescribed medicine again. Otherwise, in such weather, he would not be able to be sent to the hospital.

In 1996, there was only one child in the family. The younger brother Bei Jun was not yet born. The couple became parents for the first time, so the children were more refined.

Bei Licai touched his daughter's soft cheeks: "It's better, it's not that hot."

"I won't go to kindergarten tomorrow. You can tell Teacher Xiao Zhao about it tomorrow morning."

Bei Yao was half asleep and half awake, and suddenly heard her parents mention Pei Chuan.

Zhao Zhilan: "No one picks up the child today. I see that Juan'er hasn't gotten off work now, and Pei Jianguo hasn't come home yet!"

"That young child will be ruined in the second half of his life, ah..."

My parents' small sighs came to my dreams.

Bei Yao remembered the indifferent man who struggled to fall from a wheelchair and hugged him several years later.

They all said he was a devil, and she was also a little afraid of his taciturn appearance.

But this devil is still a little boy now.

It was dawn that Bei Yao opened her eyes and the fever had faded a lot.

Zhao Zhilan was making breakfast, and Bei Yao's room door was open.

Bei Licai entered the door and went to the kitchen: "I just went to ask Teacher Xiao Zhao for leave, but she said..."

Bei Yao looked over the old living room furniture and heard a heavy sigh.

"No one answered Pei Chuan all night..."

Bei Yao was stunned.

The cooler dropped last night, and the coldest summer night. Pei Chuan couldn't wait for anyone in the world.
Chapter completed!