Wes has been walking to school lately, so she's waking up earlier than usual.

This time the injury from being hit by the piano seems to be more serious than that of being beaten by Ye Lanlan before, and she goes back to soak in the water every day, and there is no sign of improvement.

Because it's left-handed, the one-armed woman doesn't look particularly embarrassed.

The first person to notice that she had bruises on her hands was actually Whitney, she had been paying more attention to Weis, she was not particularly aware of Weis's situation before, and always thought that Weisi was too autistic or shy to always say nothing.

When she saw Wei Si only turning the book with one hand and not holding a pen in the listening class, she gently asked her what was wrong with her hand, and Wei Si hurriedly shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

Whitney called the Miss W up again, and when Wes got up in a hurry, the book fell, and when she instinctively reached out, Whitney was startled by her red, swollen hand.

Whitney immediately took her to the school infirmary for a check-up, and as a teacher, she felt derelict in her duty for not finding out in time that the student was injured.

Weiss saw the teacher's embarrassment, and she gently touched the arm of Whitney, who was sitting next to her, with her other hand, and shook her head to show that she didn't care.

Whitney reacted very much to her action, she almost shuddered, and Whitney retracted her hand in a sneer, Whitney was embarrassed to reach out and gently hold her uninjured hand: "I'm sorry." ”

After the two became acquainted, Weisi became a frequent visitor to Whitney's office, and she often went to Whitney's office to receive tutoring, because the two of them were so close to each other during tutoring, she could inadvertently find bruises and scars on Whitney's body.

It is because of these scars that Whitney wears long-sleeved clothes even in the summer. Weiss pretended not to notice the signs, and the child who couldn't speak, although he couldn't express it, was simply gifted at concealing it.

As the end of the semester approached, the weather was getting colder and it was harder to get out of bed in the morning, but Wes would still wake up early and memorize the words using the A4 paper word memorization method that Whitney had taught her.

Whitney told her that if two of the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics and English were scored below C at the end of the semester, the school might advise her to repeat the grade.

While Weisi was anxious about the approaching final exam, he was also reviewing carefully and carefully.

Wei Ze sometimes looks through her homework book and wonders why she always likes to copy books, but in fact, it is all written down by Wei Si in small paragraphs.

Wes doesn't know much about how to learn, so there's no way to argue whether it's boring or not. For a child who doesn't even have a stuffed animal in a room, textbooks are precious and interesting.

The reading room of St. Lai Primary School has a rich collection of books, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small library, the bookcases in the reading room are not very high, and it is carefully divided into categories according to "no annotations", "pinyin version", "picture books", and each category is subdivided into popular science books, children's books, etc., and students are allowed to borrow.

Weisi was attracted to the reading room after going to the reading class once, and went to the reading room to read books every afternoon after class, and her student card has more borrowing records than the average child, and the books are well preserved, and every time she borrows a book and returns it, she will use sign language to gesture "thank you", several administrators in the reading room know her, and every time there is a new book suitable for the lower grades, she will tell her what number of bookcases she has.

It was another weekend, and Wei Si, who was reading the phonetic version of "Five Thousand Years Up and Down" borrowed from the school, was immersed in the historical story, and he didn't even pay attention to Wei Ze, who came in directly after knocking on the door.

"You see this. Wei Ze looked at the book that Wei Si was reading, and then at the other books on the table that served as her desk, "There is no Xinhua dictionary, can you understand?"

Weis nodded, pointing to the notes at the bottom of the book.

"Okay, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me. Wei Ze said, "Now let's go downstairs and have lunch, there is a big cake today." ”

When the two went down the stairs together, Wei Ze asked her, "When is your birthday?"

Weisi looked at him blankly.

Walking to the living room, it was different from when Weisi ate in the morning, and the most eye-catching thing was the brightly packaged gift boxes on the coffee table, piled up like a hill, some of which were blue and some were pink.

The most attractive thing is that there is a cute ribbon bow on the big box in the middle.

Wei Fan was holding a remote-controlled car at this time, which was a gift he had just opened.

"I remember, are you and Xiao Yan on the same birthday?"

Wei Ze said, pointing to the gift box, "Look at those pinks, they must be for girls." ”

Even Weis, who has never had the concept of a "birthday", has a hard time taking his eyes off the pile of gifts.

The cake that Uncle Kang retrieved was handed to Sister-in-law Zhang, who took out two golden triangular queuing caps from the accessories sent by the cake shop, which were shining with gold and a small round ball at the top.

"Happy birthday. Wei Ze is like a devil who will appear in the book "One Thousand and One Nights", he is a devil who makes deals with people step by step, he doesn't speak loudly, but every word is like thunder bursting in Wei Si's heart, he says, "Do you want to wear a birthday hat?"

Xiao Weisi instinctively shook his head, and Wei Wei opened a blue gift box, which contained the latest Sony Walkman, which he was not interested in throwing back into the box.

After all, it's still a child, Weisi looked at the small pink boxes that Weiqi hadn't opened, and she was still curious, Weize sat down next to her and asked her to open the gifts, Weisi didn't move, she was thinking that the box about the size of the blue box would also be the same as the one that listened to the voice?

Weis sat there, like a kitten tickling her, urging her to get closer to the pile of gift boxes with each tickle on her.