Strawberry West Toast

At dawn, snow began to fall in the village, and a thin layer covered the roof, the ground and the river.Before Chen Si got up, Wang Zhen checked his phone, but there was no unread message, so he changed into a down jacket, picked up the painting box and headed to the east of the village.

The snow was not heavy this time, and it stopped at eight o'clock.The dead lotus in the pond is still the same, showing a gray and ripe brown in the sun.Wang Zhen painted for a while, his calf was sour, and the place where he was injured a few days ago was aching. He pulled out the folding chair and sat down by the pond, intending to rest for a few minutes.

The little boy came again, wearing a thick gray padded jacket and a pair of brown fur boots, which looked like leftovers from his family, and they were too big to fit his feet.The little boy was walking in the snow with bumps, kicking the snow around his feet with the toes of his boots from time to time.

He seemed very interested in Wang Zhen's painting, standing behind a small snowdrift and staring straight at it.Wang Zhen waved to him, signaling him to come over. The little boy didn't move at first, but after a while, he came slowly from the other side of the pond and stopped two meters away from the easel.

It might be because the child's skin is thin. Wang Zhen saw his cheeks flushed from the cold, got up and rummaged through the bag, found a mask, and handed it to the child.The child looked at Wang Zhen vigilantly, took the mask over, and groped for it, not knowing how to put it on.Wang Zhen smiled, thinking that the child was cute, and gestured a few times around the ears with his hand, and said, "Put the straps on the ears."

The child did as he did. The mask was an adult model, covering most of his face, and he might feel uncomfortable. After a few minutes, he threw the mask aside and played with it as snow.

As the light changed near noon, Wang Zhen planned to come back tomorrow, and wiped the paintbrush with a rag a few times. The bristles of the brush were not clean, and the paint remained.He remembered that the mineral water had been used up, looked around, picked up the small bucket and walked to the pond.

The child followed behind him, and Wang Zhen sank the bucket into the pool. The child imitated him and squatted by the pool, scooping up water with a mask.The snow had just melted by the pool and the mud was wet. Wang Zhen was trying to tell him to be careful when the child stood up suddenly and his right foot slipped in the wet mud. In an instant, he fell into the pool.

The pool was not too deep for Wang Zhen, but he had never saved anyone before, so he was a little apprehensive.The child choked on a few sips of water and screamed intermittently, and the dried lotus on the surface of the pool was stirred up a large piece.Wang Zhen took a few deep breaths, stepped into the pond, and swam towards him. Fortunately, the pond was not deep. He grabbed the child's arm and swam to the shore, and carried him ashore. Literally motionless.

Wang Zhen saw that he was still panting, and after he was in shock, he found that his body was stinging with cold, and he didn't bother to clean up the painting equipment. He carried the child on his back and walked to the village. When he arrived at the dormitory, the other students went out to sketch. Only Chen Si overslept and was still in the dormitory. .

Chen Si saw that he came in with a child on his back, and asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

"I just fell into the water and I got it up," Wang Zhen said, "Go get a quilt, and I changed his clothes."

Chen Si hurriedly took a blanket from the bed. Wang Zhen took off the child's clothes and wrapped it in the blanket. The child's lungs had almost vomited up the dirty water, and he looked at them ignorantly, his teeth shaking from the cold.

"Should be all right?" Chen Si went to the next room to find a hot water bottle, and stuffed it into the child's chest.

"There are a lot of bacteria in the ponds in the countryside. It's hard to say. Let Mr. Huang drive him to the hospital in the town to have a look at noon." Wang Zhen said.

"That's right," Chen Si nodded and glanced at him, "Hurry up and change your clothes too, be careful not to catch a cold."

Wang Zhen went to the bathroom to change his wet clothes, but in the afternoon, his voice was obviously hoarse.After nightfall, he developed a low-grade fever again, and lay on the bed groggy, without any strength.

Chen Sikong spent the whole morning, in order to catch up with the schedule, put the cold medicine and hot water on the head of the bed, stuffed the hot water bottle under the quilt, and then went.

During this period, Wang Zhen woke up twice, got out of bed and took medicine, but soon vomited in the bathroom again. It turned out that gastritis also followed.He stood in front of the sink for a few minutes, rinsed his mouth and wiped his face, and returned to bed.

My stomach hurts intermittently, my body is not steaming, and the quilt is almost as cold as outside.He curled up, and the evening sun reminded him that it was time for dinner, but his consciousness seemed to be soaked in deep water. The thought of getting up and going to eat was erratic. As the exhaustion of his body disappeared quickly, he lay on the bed until midnight. Bring back a box of hot porridge.

"Thank you." Wang Zhen said to Chen Si in a hoarse voice. Chen Si added a quilt to him, explaining that he would be sent to the hospital in the town early. After a while, I fell asleep again.

It didn't take long for his voice to go completely hoarse.After being sent to the hospital, he was given a bottle as usual, and at the same time, he was prescribed medicine to suppress gastric acid.During the brief lull, he took out his mobile phone and found two missed calls, one was Zhou Jie and the other was Pei Yiwei.

He simply replied to Zhou Jie, but when he got to Pei Yiwei, he hesitated.He didn't forget the top call, recently he caused troubles one after another, just like two years ago, Pei Yiwei was always the one who gave more and endured more, while he was like a child who didn't know much about the world until the moment of parting, It wasn't until Pei Yiwei fell ill that he finally realized his innocence, weakness, frivolity, impulsiveness, and his untrustworthiness and undependability.

He swiped his fingers back and forth on the 26 key, and finally sent a message to Pei Yi: Sorry, I've been busy these two days.

After the infusion, his temperature dropped, and he stayed in the hospital for another afternoon. He was discharged in the evening and returned to the sketching base.

The little boy's parents came later and gave Wang Zhen several bags of souvenirs.After recovering from illness, the little boy was still playing outside. Before Wang Zhen left in the afternoon, he gave Wang Zhen a piece of pure white pebbles. Wang Zhen gave him a pair of woolen gloves. The child played with them, looking very happy.

Back at school, Wang Zhen's voice was still a little hoarse, and he went to the school hospital to prescribe pharyngitis tablets. On the way back, he met Yang Xin, who was wearing sportswear, coming out of the tennis court.

"Teacher Wang!" Yang Xin called out.

"Hey," Wang Zhen said, "going to play?"

"Just finished playing," Yang Xin stuffed his hands into his pockets and jumped a few times, "I haven't seen you for a long time, are you busy recently?"

"It's okay, I'm sorting out the exercises these days." Wang Zhen said.

Yang Xin wanted to borrow Lopez's picture album from him earlier, but now it happened that Wang Zhen told her to wait for a while, then turned around and went upstairs to get it.

When he got down, he walked out from the second unit, and just pushed open the door of the unit, and saw a black mountain bike parked by the flower bed, and Pei Yiwei was standing in front of the car.

Seeing him coming down, Yang Xin said, "Let me treat you to dinner. The album may not be returned until next month."

Wang Zhen said "OK" and greeted Pei Yiwei. Seeing that the two knew each other, Yang Xin also said "Hi" to Pei Yiwei. Because he didn't know how Wang Zhen was related to him, he didn't introduce himself.

After Pei Yiwei responded to Yang Xin's greeting, he looked at Wang Zhen. Although he didn't speak, Wang Zhen saw what he meant, shook his head, and smiled.

"It's my student." Wang Zhen felt that his explanation was a bit inappropriate. After saying this, he looked at Yang Xin and said, "Forget about the food. You can look at it casually. I don't need it for the time being."

"Then I'll treat you to milk tea," Yang Xin said, "It's the one next to the canteen."

"...Okay," Wang Zhen looked at Pei Yiwei, he didn't intend to leave, but he didn't open his mouth, so Wang Zhen said to him, "Are you coming?"

Pei Yiwei gave a soft "hmm".

Wang Zhen went to pick up the car, but Yang Xin didn't have a means of transportation, so Wang Zhen let her sit in the back seat.Along the way, Yang Xin didn't say much. After arriving at the milk tea shop, she jumped out of the car, scanned the QR code, and asked Wang Zhen to choose first.

"It's all right, you go first." Wang Zhen pushed the phone to her, Yang Xin went to ask Pei Yiwei again, Pei Yiwei shook his head and said "No need".

Yang Xin looked at them, didn't say anything, chose a cup of hot drink for Wang Zhen, settled the bill, and waited.

Pei Yiwei said to Wang Zhen in a voice that Yang Xin couldn't hear: "'Anything'?"

Wang Zhen looked away, but his ears felt a little numb.

Yang Xin came over with two cups of oatmeal milk tea, one for Wang Zhen and the other for Pei Yiwei. He said goodbye to Wang Zhen and went home.

On the way back, Wang Zhen realized that his behavior just now was out of style, so he sent a red envelope to Yang Xin via WeChat, but Yang Xin didn't reply, Pei Yiwei asked him: "That girl just now?"

Wang Zhen said "yes".

"She didn't go far," Pei Yiwei said suddenly, "It's too late to go back now."

Wang Zhen looked back, Yang Xin was crossing the road, and now the light was red.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Wang Zhen said, "Sorry."

Then he rode back, sent Yang Xin across the road, watched her get into the car, passed through the traffic light, and returned to the milk tea shop, only to find that Pei Yiwei was not there.

He was at a loss for a while, stepped on his bicycle, and rode towards the dormitory area. He felt that he seemed to have done something wrong, and was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.Opening WeChat and wanting to say a few words to Pei Yiwei, remembering his expression just now, he suppressed the impulse again.

When he walked into the corridor, his hands and feet were shaking. It was too cold outside, and he didn’t wear enough clothes. He had to put his hand on the radiator in the corridor to absorb some warmth. He thought to himself, metal can be so warm, as long as people are willing.

Suddenly, he sat on the ground and began to cry, just like the day he was abandoned by Pei Yiwei.A passing student glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and left as if nothing had happened.

The corridor was very quiet, he was so tired from crying, he leaned his back on the heater, tried his best to fight against the force that made his body twitch continuously, and secretly vowed that he would never do this thing that made him lose face again.

When he reached the fifth floor, he had regained his composure. He walked into the public restroom, threw the cup of milk tea into the trash, thinking about how many pharyngitis tablets he should take later, and whether it should be served with hot or cold water. When he turned around, he found someone watching at the door. he.

It's Pei Yiwei.