Teacher, she snatched my milk tea! + Extra

"She has a lot of classes and is very busy."

"That's right, it's true, it's just that my friend's mother had an accident, and ordinary people shouldn't show up immediately."

Wen Xinyan felt uncomfortable after hearing this, "Mom, I have a very good relationship with Xixi, she is a good girl, why do you always target her."

When Wu Lian heard this, her face sank, "What does it mean to be against her? It's your mother that matters, or your good friend. For the sake of your friend, you don't even listen to your mother!"

"But I'm really with her..." Wen Xinyan was a little anxious, but she glanced at her mother, who had already darkened her face, and lowered her head to hold the rest of the words in her mouth.

"I was a mother and a father to raise you since I was a child. I have suffered a lot during this time."

Afraid that pushing too hastily would backfire, Wu Lian no longer said Ji Xiran was bad, but instead played the sympathy card, saying, "Your father died early, and in order to pay for your tuition, mother went to work as a coolie in a brick and tile house. In the high temperature of [-] degrees, my mother coded adobes for others, two yuan and one penny, and saved little by little. It took a lot of hard work to save your tuition and living expenses for a year. Are you not listening to your mother now? ?”

As soon as she mentioned it, Wen Xinyan remembered that in midsummer when the sun was high, the skinny woman was wearing shabby clothes and a straw hat that had been taken off, standing on the ridge of adobe bricks, putting one piece after another of the hot red Bricks are stacked in a row.

The brick powder in the air danced and choked people under the scorching sun, the heat fluttered and floated, and large beads of sweat dripped on the bricks on the woman's dark and thin face. It was obvious that her entire back was soaked and her hands were also wet. The bricks were worn to the point of blood blisters, but he still had to bear the scorching sun, and was scolded by the foreman for being too slow.

On the side of the road not far from her work, there is often a young girl who is also dressed in shabby clothes. She does not feel hot like other children. A broken plastic bag, a pair of eyes staring at the people coming and going on the road, and after they finished drinking, they ran up quickly and picked up the dropped bottle into the plastic bag.

When she heard the foreman swearing, she looked over there, and saw the woman smiling apologetically, and then the foreman's impatient voice, "If you dawdle any longer, I'll get the hell out!"

"No... I will hurry up, brother foreman, please take care of me and help look after my daughter, she is the only one I can count on..."

She became numb after hearing these words, so she turned her head and continued to squat on the side of the road, waiting for the pedestrians to throw the bottles.

Occasionally, a child passing by would walk by with a popsicle. When they saw her, their eyes were full of contempt, like looking at a homeless and dirty wild dog, and then they tightly guarded the popsicle in their arms, as if Afraid that she would snatch it away.

……

After these repressed memories were reminded by her mother, they were so overwhelming that she could hardly breathe.

Tears welled up in her eyes, she didn't know if it was because she remembered her mother's humble begging for help at that time, or because she herself was really living like a dog at that time.

She shook her head in pain, "Mom, you should rest first, I'll pour you some water."

Chapter 67

When Qi Zhiying came back at night, she grabbed Ji Xiran, closed the door of the dormitory, and had a "mixed three-strike" game with Zhutang and Liu Xiaoguo.

Zhu Tang took the skipping rope as a small leather whip, walked around the chair tied to her a few times, and sneered, "Do you know what the party hates the most? It's not greed for life and fear of death, nor corruption."

Liu Xiaoguo smiled and picked up the tickle at the right time, "Of course it's not about adopting a second wife."

"?!!"

As soon as she said the words, she was immediately stared at by the waiter, and stared at by those two people. She was immediately persuaded, and obediently retreated, leaving a place for the presiding judge Qi Zhiying. She continued to look down at Ji Xiran, and snorted coldly. "Instead of running away, abandoning his wife and son!"

Ji Xiran, who was pressed on a chair and tied up with stockings, "..."

It's okay to be a wife, where did she get a son?

"Ahem," the words came out, and realized that she had said the wrong words, Qi Zhiying coughed to cover up the embarrassment, "Abandoning my injured mother-in-law and wife, or abandoning my wife and son for short!"

Ji Xiran has nothing to say.She lay on the back of the chair sullenly, and her voice was like a mosquito, "Didn't you watch it for me?"

Qi Zhiying glared angrily, "Then when you fell in love with Wen Meiren, why didn't you ask me to kiss her!"

Ji Xiran was blocked.His face turned red all of a sudden.

Zhu Tang and Liu Xiaoguo understood the relationship between her and Wen Xinyan yesterday when she reacted wrongly, and they didn't expose it, but silently buried the matter in their hearts with blessings.But hearing Qi Zhiying say that Ji Xiran ran away, the chivalrous spirit of "Southern Xia" in Zhu Tang's bones was stimulated. She looked at Ji Xiran, angrily, "You don't know, listen to Zhiying, gentle and beautiful. This is really heartbreaking.”

Hearing this, Ji Xiran immediately looked up at Qi Zhiying.His eyes were burning, as if seeking proof.

"Of course it's true, I have nothing to lie to you for fun." Qi Zhiying glared at her, "You don't know, Wen Meiren was so sad and sad at that time, let me tell you, when I saw her at that time, that pair of clothes was about to shatter With her glassy appearance, her heart hurts, so you have a heart of stone, and let her be there alone."

She paused for a while, and said in a low voice, "This city is so big, and her dependent mother is sick, and her only hope is you. I have never heard her cry so badly, her eyes are so red and tender." It's like soaking in water...Old Ji, you are so unkind."

Hearing what she said, Ji Xiran seemed to be able to see Wen Xinyan's lonely appearance, and when they first came to university, she secretly hid and cried by herself... She suddenly raised her head and looked at the others. Startled.

Looking at her in dismay, "What are you doing?"

Ji Xiran sighed, "Let me go, I'll go see her."

It was past ten o'clock when Ji Xiran passed the call.The hospital was still as lively as during the day.

No, the hospital cannot be described as lively.

Those who came to the hospital had sad faces.If you are not sick or injured, why do you need to go to the hospital?So there were too many people in the hospital, not because it was lively, but because of helplessness and panic.

The autumn night was already bitterly cold, Ji Xiran wrapped his coat tightly, and hurried to the ward on the second floor.

During the process, she saw an old man covered in blood sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed to the operating room; she saw a boy with half of his foot broken crying heartbreakingly under the comfort of his mother; The young man helped the gray-haired old man walk into the pharmacy step by step.

She passed them, saw the fear in their eyes, and saw that their bodies were shaking.You can clearly see that every piece of skin on their faces is tense and tense.

People's groans because of pain, because of the fear of death in their bones, all come together, and they are twisted together with the coldness and chill of autumn.

They are coming to kill.

Ji Xiran's face was livid, and he didn't know how he got up to the second floor.

The lights in the hospital, whether it was because of the environment, looked pale in her eyes.Like the face of someone who has been ill for a long time, the color has faded.

Under the dim light, a girl in a long brown dress was huddled in a corner of the bench in front of the ward, facing the pale light, holding a book in her hand, writing something seriously.

The light cast a shadow on her face, for some reason, Ji Xiran remembered the beautiful movie actors surrounded by the curtains in the projectors she saw when she was a child.

She didn't do anything, just sat quietly, but Ji Xiran found that he had the ability to predict. When he saw her, he knew how she smiled, what expression she saw when she saw her, and when her eye sockets would turn red. Knowing that she wanted to cry, she always tried to raise her head, trying not to let the tears fall.

She walked over slowly, afraid of disturbing her, her steps were as light as floating.

But between lovers, there might be a heart-to-heart connection. When she was still some distance away from her, Wen Xinyan suddenly felt something, and suddenly raised her head.

Ji Xiran couldn't describe the feeling she felt when she saw her for the first time, but she just felt a pain in her heart.It wasn't a heart-piercing pain, but the pain of someone holding a plastic ruler to grind her flesh inch by inch.

"Why... are you here?" Wen Xinyan jumped up, dropped the book in her hand, immersed in great joy.

She hurried forward a few steps, grabbed her hands, felt her hands were cold, breathed and rubbed her continuously to warm her up, the tenderness in her eyes under the light seemed to eat away at the marrow of a dream.

After the surprise, I was afraid. He pulled her to sit on the bench together, poured hot water for her, held her hand tightly, put it in his pocket and said, "It's so late, you come here, what should you do if you encounter something on the way?" ?”