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The boy's breath was clean and clear, like deep ice and snow. Bei Yao ran out of the hospital for a long time, covered her hot cheeks and moaned softly.

What exactly is she doing?

Although there is no exaggerated emotion on the Internet, the thumping heartbeat is also very panicking.

She ran far away, her face flushed, and stood in the snow for two minutes. The heavy snow fell on her hair and long eyelashes, but it could not retreat from the scorching temperature. Bei Yao squatted down with her knees and buried it into a small ostrich.

After calming down for a while, Bei Yao suddenly felt that she seemed to have forgotten something.

"..." Her younger brother Bei Jun is still in the hospital!

She went back with her fate, and hey, what should I do if this younger brother doesn't want it today?

Pei Chuan's ward is next to Bei Jun. She ran away and her younger brother is still there. Do you want to go back now? Bei Yao's cheeks were hot. She walked to the bottom floor, hesitated for a while and went upstairs again.

Bei Yao's face turned red and her footsteps were soft.

Bei Jun is in Ward 312, and she is most afraid that Pei Chuan is there too. She wants to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

Bei Yao took a look quietly. Bei Jun was still there, with dry tears on his cheeks, and he was sleeping soundly without any heart. She breathed a sigh of relief and went over and pinched his face to wake him up.

"elder sister……"

"Shh." She raised her fingers on her lips and hugged Xiao Beijun downstairs.

Xiao Beijun didn't understand why he was quietly: "Are we going home?"

"Um."

"Where is that brother?"

Bei Yao's cheeks flushed: "Don't if hello today? Sister will take you to thank you some other day."

Bei Jun was also scared by his uncle today, so he shut up obediently.

Bei Yao took her younger brother to take the bus. She was sixteen years old and was full of helplessness and youthfulness. She seemed to have been pried open a corner, and her mind was messy.

She walked for a long time, but Pei Chuan still couldn't calm her heartbeat.

His whole body was stiff and his heart was so fierce that he was about to die. When he recovered, he went to the next door and saw that the brother and brother were gone long ago.

Bei Yao's emotions that failed to be completely fulfilled were fulfilled one by one in him.

He leaned against the cold wall and watched the heavy snow in December. After a long time, his finger touched his right face. It was obvious that after so long, it seemed that it was just a second.

Soft, soft, as light as a dragonfly, lands in this place.

~

The snow still did not stop on Christmas Eve, and the snow scene in City C this year was particularly beautiful. Even after the news, Bei Jun watched cartoons at home after dinner. This time, my friend was outside and shouting that he would not go out.

After my uncle's affairs, the little boy who was not afraid of heaven and earth finally learned to be afraid.

Zhao Zhilan felt relieved that her son was no longer awkward, but she was really afraid that Zhao Xing would leave a psychological shadow on the siblings.

Zhao Xing was still locked up in the police station. After inspection, he had drugs injected into his body. If he was ed to take Bei Jun away, the fate would be unimaginable. Fortunately, Zhao Xing couldn't wait to attack Bei Jun on the street, otherwise it would be the worst if Bei Jun went to kindergarten.

Bei Licai said: "We don't expect to get the money back. The scumbag who attacked his nephew had long been broken."

When Zhao Xing was a child, Zhao Zhilan was taking over. The elder sister was like her mother. It was false to say that there was no relationship. But no mother in the world dared to tolerate her younger brother with the safety of her children. She decisively called Bei Yao’s grandmother: “Mom, whether you think I am cruel or not, I don’t have sympathy, I don’t recognize Zhao Xing’s younger brother. What should the police do if they do it.”

The old man covered his face and cried without forcing her. Her family was given to his son. Zhao Zhilan was not easy for the past few years because of Zhao Xing. No one deserves to give for anyone a lifetime. Although his grandmother prefers boys over girls, she also knows that Zhao Xing really stepped on Zhao Zhilan's bottom line this time, otherwise Zhao Zhilan would not have said such words.

Zhao Zhilan ed Bei Yao: "Who saved you and your brother?"

Before Bei Yao could speak, Bei Jun said, "It's Brother Pei Chuan!" Pei Chuan saved him twice. Just like a hero, Bei Jun was not as good as other young men or adults who had grown up in the community. He didn't know that this fierce brother had no legs.

It's really amazing to hit bad guys with one hand.

Zhao Zhilan frowned slightly: "It's Pei Chuan again..." The favors are getting bigger and bigger.

Bei Yao didn't say anything. She held her fingers, and she still had a shy and annoyance in her mind. The gentle kiss that day made her heart beat so fast, saying that she was taking Bei Jun to thank him, but she was shy like an ivy climbing rock climbing, which made her just want to cover her head with a quilt.

However, she was worried about Pei Chuan's injuries and her love was not completely germinated, so she had to her mother: "I'll take Bei Jun to thank him?"

Zhao Zhilan glanced at Bei Yao, didn't know what she thought of, and finally said, "You and Bei Jun don't go, I'll go with your dad."

Bei Yao was stunned: "Why?"

Zhao Zhilan said: "Do you know what your mother know? Your uncle was locked up and there is no danger recently. It's about to take the final exam. You study hard and don't worry about whether there are any of them. You said his hand was injured. Can he get better if you go? Last time I owe him a solemn thank you. This time I should go and see someone."

Zhao Zhilan is not a strong person, but she is extremely determined in this matter.

When going to bed at night, Bei Licai said: "Just let Yaoyao and Xiaojun thank you. Pei Chuan doesn't like talking, so it's so embarrassing for us to go."

Zhao Zhilan knew that her husband didn't like diplomacy, so she twisted him: "You just stay lazy and let Yaoyao go! They are not little babies now. Pei Chuan is almost adult, and your daughter is 17 after the New Year. Do you think Pei Chuan has the kind of personality that likes to meddlers? He saved Xiaojun twice!"

Zhao Zhilan compared one second. Seeing her husband's expression slightly changed, Zhao Zhilan sighed: "No matter whether he treats Yaoyao or not... In short, the favor must be paid back. I, I look down on him, but Yaoyao cannot be with him."

Bei Licai said: "Can you think too much?"

Zhao Zhilan said: "You said yourself, when you were young, did you have the courage to block the knife for me! When you came back to the door and crossed the valley, you refused to carry it."

Bei Licai's old face turned red and he coughed: "That wasn't that time, I couldn't eat enough, but Eme, I couldn't carry it."

However, after saying this, Bei Licai also understood.

That's not a trivial matter like a mountain valley. Two times, the boys were fighting each other with their lives.

Silence was speechless, but better than everything. Bei Licai was also a little scared.

As a veteran, he is always much more sensitive than the ignorant and innocent Bei Yao. Bei Licai said: "Get out all the money in his passbook tomorrow."

Zhao Zhilan's flesh hurts.

Bei Licai said: "Son and daughter are worth everything." He only hoped that the young man could really rest.

When the lights went out, Bei Licai sighed softly in his heart.

He really can't stand the world, and Pei Chuan has nothing to do with it. He just has incompleteness.

Bei Licai and Zhao Zhilan feel uncomfortable doing such things. However, as parents, even if they are walking away, how can they bear to let their daughter be with... such a person?

~

At the end of 2007, all the money in the Zhao family’s passbook was only 40,000 yuan.

However, it is not a small number. The money is taken out and it is packed rigorously in a bag, which is like the mood of Zhao Zhilan and Bei Licai.

The gate of No. 3 Middle School was covered with ice and snow, and the winter wind blew on his face a little cold.

Zhao Zhilan ed Pei Chuan’s class from Cao Li, and then took Bei Licai to Class 9 of No. 3 Middle School.

Bei Yao is about to take the final exam, and the courses in the second year of high school are much more arduous than in the first year of high school. Zhao Zhilan told her that she wanted to thank her in person, and Bei Yao thought it was thanking her.

However, Bei Yao didn't know that for 40,000 yuan, all the savings of their Bei family over the past few years were in this "thank you".

Pei Chuan lowered his head and wrote the question. Jin Ziyang smoked a cigarette in the classroom. He held the cigarette holder in his mouth and played games while smoking. The math class representative came down to hand in the paper.

They sat together, and the class representative sent the papers to Ji Wei.

The class representative's face changed when he turned to Pei Chuan's picture.

He hesitatedly looked at Pei Chuan, copying, copying?

Ji Wei took it and closed his eyes nervously: "God bless you, pass, pass, and pass!"

As soon as he took his hand away, the bright red 69 on it hurt Ji Wei's heart. He held back his tears and slapped himself in the face.

Jin Ziyang laughed: "Okay, Viagra, don't abuse yourself. You always give me the test, why bother? At worst, you can get better next time."

Ji Wei divided the other people's papers.

When he turned to the last picture of Pei Chuan, he thought he had read it wrong!

The math score is 150 and 90, how many are Pei Chuan?

150!

Ji Wei's hand trembled and looked at the paper over and over. The boy's handwriting on the paper was strong and steady, and the numbers were written openly and closed, and the full mark seemed to be shining.

For more than a year, no one of their maths has passed the pass line. This full score made Ji Wei suspect that he was dreaming.

He turned around: "Chuan, Brother Chuan, your test paper..."

Pei Chuan took it and looked at it.

Jin Ziyang glanced out of the corner of his eyes and was also confused: "No, no, how many are there?"

Zheng Hang turned around and stopped playing games, and the teenagers were confused.

Pei Chuan is 150! That's not 50, it's 150!

Jin Ziyang was about to something, but a middle-aged man and woman at the door stood crampedly at the back door.

Pei Chuan raised his eyes, his eyes slightly condensed.

Zhao Zhilan nodded at him, and Pei Chuan got up and walked out.

Zhao Zhilan brought a large bag of money, and she tightened her pocket: "Xiaochuan, Auntie said something to you, is it convenient for you now?"

Pei Chuan nodded silently: "Go to the Ginkgo Forest, there is no one there."
To be continued...