Gu Xiaole lowered his head and did not speak.

Qiao Li was accustomed to the silence of the teenager, and without asking any more questions, she opened the car door and got into the car.

Gu Xiaole was still sitting in the back.

When Qiao Li reached out to hold the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, Gu Xiaole suddenly raised his head and shouted a teacher.

"What's the matter, Xiaole-san?" Qiao Li was stunned for a moment, stepped on the brakes and looked back at Gu Xiaole.

In the past month, Qiao Li and her classmates quickly integrated and quickly improved their Chinese speaking skills.

At this time, she is still a little shy when she speaks Chinese, but compared with when she first came to China, this is undoubtedly a great improvement.

"I'm ...... sorry I did a bad thing to you.

Gu Xiaole hesitated, hesitated, and finally slowly lowered his head, "The weather is not very good today, the teacher is careful when driving." ”

His voice was soft, like the faint scent of redbuds on this car.

"Okay, got it." Jory smiled, turned her head, and slowly started the car.

There was only a slight drunken chill outside, and the pieces that spread all over the sky were gorgeous, outlined with gorgeous brocade into a brilliant picture of the sunset in the west.

Some bad things will always come as promised in your anxiety - this is Murphy's Law, the law that everyone does not want to like.

In Gu Xiaole's infinite worries, he unexpectedly stepped on the colorful sunset.

It was a traffic light.

Joli slowly applied the brakes, only to find the car trembling and then rushing uncontrollably towards the front.

The tire in front of the right, for some reason, suddenly broke away from its place, like a horse off the leash, running happily towards its own paradise.

Joli's hand gripping the steering wheel became more white than ever.

She saw the telephone pole next to her, bit her lip, and bumped into it without hesitation.

"Bang!"

This violent sound from the street made all pedestrians pay their attention to this drama on the street.

They pulled out their phones, straightened their necks, and stood on tiptoe.

None of them called the police—they were all watching, or talking to each other, whispering, and full of curiosity.

It wasn't until the traffic police and ambulances arrived in a hurry that the noisy crowd suddenly dispersed and turned back into the crowd of people.

The police got out of the car and were shocked to find that one of the wheels was missing.

He hurried inside.

The airbags had been deployed, and the people in the driver's seat and the back seat were securely anchored in them – they didn't look hurt, but were frightened.

The doctors and nurses in the ambulance hurriedly helped open the car door and helped Qiao Li and Gu Xiaole out.

There was a familiar sound of crowds in his ears, and Gu Xiaole's dull eyes slowly had a look.

He recovered from his fright.

With a move in his heart, Gu Xiaole looked sideways at Qiao Li.

Jory was also looking at him.

Gu Xiaole found that Qiao Li's white face became more and more pale.

It's horribly white.

"Xiaole...... You...... Are you hurt......" Jolly gasped sharply, as if she hadn't come back to her senses.

Her lips trembled.

Qiao Li turned her back to the sunset, and her cherry-like red lips looked a little black under the glow of the sun.

"I'm fine." Gu Xiaole shook his head.

Jory breathed a sigh of relief, and then her whole body went limp.

Gu Xiaole watched as Qiao Li was carried onto a stretcher and taken by ambulance to the nearest hospital.

After returning home, Gu Xiaole helped Grandma Gu clean up the housework and went back to his room.

He looked sideways at Bai Bu, and next to Bai Bu, the basketball lying quietly in the corner.

"My dear little Brian, do you know why you are called Little Brian?" In my memory, there was a pair of broad, rough, but extremely warm palms, gently caressing the little boy's hairy head.

The little boy is his childhood, and the big palm is his grandfather.

"I don't know." He shook his head.

"Burian represents virtue. What is virtue, that is integrity, that is firmness, that is integrity, that is generosity—that is everything, all the good qualities in the world. As a human being, we must first have an honest and upright heart full of virtue, and then we can have a curiosity to explore nature and reveal the secrets of the world. My little Burian, you know? ”

"My little Brian, do you know?"

In his memory, Grandpa Gu's warm and kind smiling face appeared in front of him all the way across the long river of time.

"I know, I will abide by the meaning of the name, and I will live up to my grandfather's expectations." Gu Xiaole nodded blankly, just like when he was a child.

However, at that time, I was half-ignorant and half-understood, and at this time I was guilty.

His eyes turned red.

Grandpa said that he would watch himself in heaven and guard himself.

Now he sees that he has done something very bad and bad, contrary to virtue, then...... He's going to be angry, he's going to be disappointed.

Gu Xiaole pursed his lips, suddenly wiped his eyes, quickly opened the drawer, and began to rummage through it.

After Joli woke up, after some interrogation and advice from the police and doctors, she gradually became tired.

Especially after hearing the doctor's words, the smile that often hung on the corner of her mouth seemed to disappear.

Joli rests in the first-floor ward of the hospital.

While she was drowsy, Jory suddenly heard a rustling sound in the window.

She looked sideways.

There was a branch sticking horizontally, and a white wind chime tied to a unicorn hung from the treetops. The wind chimes shake with the shaking of the branches, making a jingle jingle sound of a bell.

It's so good.

"I hope you can be like this wind chime, and you can bring us the same laughter as the wind chime in the future." Gu Xiaole quietly poked out a furry head from the other side of the window.

It turned out that he sent the wind chimes.

The corners of Qiao Li's mouth suddenly smiled again.

"Thank you for your blessings, I'm fine, we can meet again tomorrow, Xiaole." Jolly took the wind chime, hung it carefully at the head of the bed, and then winked her pretty blue eyes in a friendly way at the little boy looking at the window.

Gu Xiaole was embarrassed, lowered his head to cover the blush on his face.

He found Jory, and when he saw that she was okay, the hanging, restless heart finally fell.

He didn't tell Jolly that the wind chimes represented peace.

He didn't tell Jolly that in fact, today's car accident was caused by his bad intentions.

Gu Xiaole knew that he owed Qiao Li an honest sorry.

But at this time, he didn't have enough courage to say it.

Because Gu Xiaole knew what a big disaster he had caused this time.