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It was drizzling autumn rain in October, but it stopped when school was over.

Hua Ting carried a pink Snow White schoolbag and stood at Bei Yao's desk, waiting for her to leave together. Bei Yao was uneasy and waved her hand: "You go home first, I have a stomachache, I have to go to the bathroom."

Hua Ting responded and went home with another little girl.

Bei Yao slowly went to the toilet.

The fourth-grade girl was wearing her bean-green clothes and had her ponytail tied up on her head. She didn't keep her forehead and her big eyes were as bright as crystals.

Pei Chuan stood up with the help of the desk. When everyone was exposed, he slowly walked out of the school alone.

He was carrying a black schoolbag, and there were no cartoon fighters on his peers. His only simple pure black. Pei Chuan walked with a little strange posture. He walked very slowly, just like a snail climbing a green branch, working hard every point.

Bei Yao quietly poked her little head out, she carried her schoolbag and trotted to follow her.

When he arrived beside him, the boy, who was almost ten years old, turned back keenly.

She stood still and looked at him through the cold October rain.

Pei Chuan's eyes were cold, and Bei Yao quickly lowered her head and walked over to him.

After she walked a long way, Pei Chuan continued to walk forward.

The road back home has not been repaired yet, so they can only walk on the small road. The road is farther and takes thirty minutes. Pei Chuan takes longer, and it takes him to install the prosthetic limbs not long. After walking in the place where the remaining limbs come into contact with each other, they will have a slight pain. Pei Chuan can only walk for a while and rest for a while.

He doesn't like people he knows to see him walking home with such difficulty, so he often gets up and goes home slowly after all his classmates have finished walking.

Pei Chuan saw the girl's back disappearing, and felt a little more angry.

What does she mean? Do you leave deliberately late and stay and see him for a joke? You are so curious about how the disabled walks?

The sparrow leaps onto the branches, and her green and cute back becomes farther and farther away.

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Ding Wenxiang, a sixth-grade student, is playing with the sand.

The road was not yet repaired, and the road was filled with cement river sand. He and three sixth grade boys were playing with sand together.

He is the boss of this group of people, with poor grades. His mother said that if he didn't work hard, he wouldn't go to school for him.

Ding Wenxiang knew that his mother was scaring him, but his life was ruined, so he didn't care whether he was still studying or not. He heard from Brother Qiang that working can make a lot of money.

The sand leaked through his fingers, and there was no ring finger or pinky on his right hand.

This is because when he was a child, my grandmother in the countryside did not look down on him and was cut off by the knife that cut off pig grass.

Twelve-year-old Ding Wenxiang was much taller than the other three boys. Someone pushed down the sand wall and said something new: "Ding Wenxiang, do you know that there is a boy without legs in the fourth grade of our school?"

Of course Ding Wenxiang knew, he clapped his hands: "I've seen it, I'm in a wheelchair."

"Yes, but I heard two days ago that he has legs again and can walk."

Ding Wenxiang widened his eyes.

"Really, if you don't lie to you, you can leave. He has been walking home during this period. Do you think he has a fake leg? How can a fake leg walk like a real leg?"

"Proof legs?" Ding Wenxiang looked at his broken right hand, "I must go and take a look."

He immediately stopped piled up sand, and a sixth-grade boy said, "I know, he walked the path very slowly after school, and he was like a turtle climbing. I'll take you there."

Ding Wenxiang and his group bypassed the road, put their backpacks on their shoulders, and walked towards the road in a hurry.

Pei Chuan walked slowly but steadily, his eyes were pitch black, he stopped and looked at the few big boys who were not kind in front of him.

He didn't know them, so he paused and continued to move forward.

Ding Wenxiang stared at his legs without blinking, and reached out to hold Pei Chuan's collar: "Boy, don't leave, show me your fake legs."

Pei Chuan's pupils were pitch black, and he reached out to break the hand without saying a word.

Ding Wenxiang originally thought that this disabled person who looked weak and two years younger than him was no threat, but he didn't expect that the hand twisted his left hand to hurt. Ding Wenxiang was forced to let go, but he became even more angry.

The twelve-year-old child has infinite destructive power and is beginning to be particularly respectful. Ding Wenxiang said: "Press up and hold down!"

Several children rushed up and pressed Pei Chuan to the ground.

"Get out!" Pei Chuan was also angry, but no matter how strong his arms were, he could not match the group of young men two or three years older than him.

The path was full of mud. His prosthetic limbs were not skilled. After the center of gravity was shifted, he was pressed to the ground, and there was dirty mud and water beside his cheeks. The road that had just rained, the fishy smell of the soil penetrated into his nose.

They held his cheeks and arms, Pei Chuan knew what they were going to do, the calm on his face disappeared, and he struggled like a crazy little beast: "Let me go! You let me go!"

Ding Wenxiang's hand was still hurting, so he kicked Pei Chuan and imitated him. His mother scolded him: "Little beast."

Ding Wenxiang squatted down and went to untie Pei Chuan's shoelaces. Pei Chuan's shoelaces were very long. After wrapping them for a few turns, they were tied outside the trouser legs - he didn't want to expose prosthetics with abnormal color.

The shoelaces are untied. If Pei Chuan's trouser legs are lifted, there will be fake legs without any temperature inside.

This is the peak period for school.

The junior classmates in the third grade and the first and second grade were walking on the road. Many people saw this scene, and then someone whispered: "That is Ding Wenxiang in the sixth grade."

Ding Wenxiang, who is very chaotic at school.

The children in groups of three or three opened their eyes wide and no one dared to step forward.

Pei Chuan's fingers were snatched into the mud and water. For the first time, he had the idea of ​​letting everyone die. If they died, it would be great that they would all die!

Pei Chuan's shoelaces on his right leg were unbuttoned, and Ding Wenxiang whistled an uncontrollable whistle. He went to lift the boy's trouser legs.

The back hurt violently, Ding Wenxiang screamed, and he turned around fiercely.

A little girl with green coat, holding a branch three fingers thick, hit him in the back.

Bei Yao was so scared that she had never fought in her limited memory.

Ding Wenxiang stared at her, her hands trembling, but she still held the branches tightly and stood in front of Pei Chuan.

"You let him go." She went to beat those who held Pei Chuan's hands one by one.

The sixth grade children screamed in pain, and someone kicked Bei Yao.

She cried, too.

She hurt so much. Bei Yao bit her lip and still refused to lose the branch.

Pei Chuan's clear face was halfway through the mud, and he looked up at all this coldly.

The first time he saw Bei Yao crying, she waved the thick branches while crying and hitting the group of people. She said: "I want to tell us Teacher Cai, and I also want to tell my uncle that my uncle is a policeman, let him take you all!"

Ding Wenxiang cursed and said, "If it weren't for your girl, I'd killed you today!" He turned his head and looked at the students who were scared by the 'police', "Let's go, why are you still standing there!"

They all left.

Those lower-grade children who dare not come here also turned back home step by step.

When there was no one on the road, Bei Yao sobbed and cried.

She remembers this scene.

The same memory was just that she was one of the group of children in her previous life. Pei Chuan's trouser legs were finally lifted up, and she saw a cold prosthetic limb that was different from her normal legs.

All the children showed timidity and surprise, and she was pulled back by her good friend. The good friend said, "That fake leg is so scary."

He looked at her in the mud, his dark eyes slowly silenced.

Since then, Bei Yao has never seen Pei Chuan wear prosthetics again, so he re-emerged in a wheelchair.

She ran back in this life.

Bei Yao held a heavy branch and stepped on it for several years. She squatted beside him, tears pouring on her white and soft cheeks.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Pei Chuan's silent eyes moved and turned to look at her.

She lost the branches and her body trembled, as if she was more scared than him. Pei Chuan frowned and sat up with his arms supporting his body.

His clothes were wet with mud and water, and his original decent and cleanness disappeared at all.

Pei Chuan stood up from the ground with expressionless expression.

The weeds on the roadside cut the skin in his palm.

He lowered his head, Bei Yao's apricot eyes were filled with tears, she sobbed and was at a loss. Such a girl might only fight like this once in her life.

Pei Chuan walked forward slowly.

After walking many steps, she couldn't help but turn around, and she still squatted there.

"Beyao." He called her name for the first time and said calmly, "I'm back home."

Bei Yao turned around, her big eyes were red, like a little rabbit. She sobbed: "Oh."

Then she tried to stand up tremblingly and followed him.

The late sunset showed half of his face. He did not comfort her, nor did he wipe her tears, and listened to her crying all the way.

"Pei Chuan, I'm a little scared."

"Um."
To be continued...