After Qiao Hui left, Tu Mochu hesitated, and according to the news push he just saw, he searched for the keyword, "The disabled man is newly married." ”

A piece of news pops up and inside is a video.

Tu Mochu clicked on it after muting. In the picture, a gentle and touching bride appears, and the man kisses his wife sweetly under the cheers and blessings of her relatives. The bride reached out and put her arms around the groom's waist, but the groom could not hold his lover - he had no hands.

Tu Mochu held his mobile phone tightly, his expression was obscure

"Brother Mo, what are you looking at?" Hua Zhipeng leaned over, "Hey, what's so nice about getting married?" …… Ah, this man doesn't have hands? "It's empty under the suit.

Hua Zhipeng's loud voice made Jiang Da also turn his head, "I'll take a look...... It's interesting. ”

Tu Mochu turned off his mobile phone, and he was a little distracted all morning. When he was about to get out of school in the afternoon, he suddenly asked Hua Zhipeng in a low voice, "Why is that woman willing to marry a man who has no hands?" "I can't even hug her.

Hua Zhipeng didn't think too much, "Because of love." You see in the news that men are very poor, and even getting married is borrowed money, and women don't have anything else to do. ”

Tu Mochu sneered, "Will someone be willing to marry a cripple without trying to do anything?" ”

Before Hua Zhipeng could speak, Ji Hengwei, who had four people in the front row, turned around, "Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die." Have you heard the story of the ladder of love, a young man fell in love with a woman ten years older than him, in order to avoid gossip, lived in seclusion in the mountains and old forests for 50 years, and then was afraid that the woman he liked would not be safe to travel, so he spent his whole life digging stone ladders on the cliff. There are always good girls in the world, and she will share the ups and downs with the people she loves, and tolerate the flaws and shortcomings. ”

Hua Zhipeng had goosebumps all over his body, "You can talk when you speak, it's disgusting to recite poetry." ”

Tu Mochu was thoughtful.

In their teens, few people believe in love, but they are hormonally restless, and everyone seems to be looking forward to love.

Since that day, this news has become a lingering thought, always appearing in Tu Mochu's mind. Faintly beyond his initial realization, that was part of the reason why he decided to stay away from Jing Lin completely.

Tu Mochu's understanding of love comes from the TV series played on the color TV, and at that time he knew for the first time that it turned out that two people living together were far from simply being together, and normal couples needed to be honest with each other. And his stump, even his biological mother would be afraid of the stump of nightmares, this life is destined to make him unable to expose his mutilation to anyone again, let alone the person he likes.

His cripple must have made her feel so sick and disgusting that she would leave forever, like the affection he had longed for, and in the end there was nothing left, so he chose to go first. But in the year when he was completely stuck in the mud, he accidentally saw such a piece of news. It turns out that there will be people like him who are crippled enough to be lucky enough to be happy, even if the chances are slim.

Tu Mochu suddenly remembered what happened in preschool, he gave up wanting to share a table, and Jing Lin finally sat with Chen Meixi. And in the first grade, he used despicable means to let Jing Lin sit with him for six years.

Late at night, Tu Mochu couldn't sleep and smoked a whole box of cigarettes. There are some things that you can't have for a lifetime without striving for them. Sometimes unscrupulous, deceitful, seductive, all kinds of unbearable, but it is more likely that people will get what they want.

There was a great temptation in front of his eyes. She didn't understand anything this year, she was a gentle and kind little fool, and she hadn't fallen in love with anyone. Will he let her go after years of love and affection, or will he be obedient and eager to use means to embrace her into his arms?

In the hot summer, Yang Jun brought a plate of frozen watermelons to Jing Lin's house one weekend.

The chubby boy had climbed the third floor, so tired that he was panting like a calf, and he knocked on the door, revealing a delicate little face. Jing Lin woke up from a nap, her cheeks were pink, and she was extremely delicate.

Yang Jun's ruddy face became red because of climbing the stairs, and he said in a rough voice: "My dad sent watermelons from the factory, let me send them to you to taste." ”

"Thank you, Yang Jun." Jing Lin took it, "You come in and sit down, I made ice powder in the morning, do you want to taste it?" ”

As soon as Yang Jun heard that there was ice powder to eat, he immediately came in unceremoniously and sat on the sofa.

When Jing Lin went to get ice powder, Yang Jun suddenly asked, "Jing Lin, do you want to slaughter Mochu?" ”

Jing Lin replied without hesitation, "Yes." ”

Yang Jun was in a somewhat depressed mood, "I miss Meixi so much." When you were a child, you had such a good relationship with Tu Mochu, why didn't he even contact you when he grew up? Hmph, I knew he was an ungrateful wolf cub. ”

Jing Lin brought him the ice powder, with a smile in her eyes, "Well, you're right." ”

Tu Mochu, who grew up, was very unfamiliar, but his eyes were still fierce and indifferent, but he was not a wolf cub.

Yang Jun felt uncomfortable, "I didn't mean to speak ill of him. ”

Year after year, the children in the community either moved away like Chen Meixi, or they were transferred out of N City because of their parents' work, and when they grew up, they went their separate ways, and Yang Jun was stunned.

Jing Lin turned on the fan and cooled Yang Jun.

She understands that all the children in the community are not bad. Yang Jun was ignorant when he was a child, but when he grew up, he stopped saying hurtful things. The boy also received a lot of ridicule because of his fat body, and he understood the feelings of defects.

Jing Lin's family didn't have a refrigerator this year, and her family's ice powder was made in cold water after mixing, which was very delicious.

Jing Lin put the watermelon into her own plate, and returned Yang Jun's plate to him. Yang Jun finished eating a bowl of ice powder and went downstairs again.

Yang Jun walked downstairs and met an unexpected person, Tu Mochu's stepsister Meng Jiali.

Meng Jiali was carrying a bottle of wine and saw the watermelon seeds left on Yang Jun's empty plate, so she said, "Send watermelon to Jing Lin?" ”

Yang Jun responded, "Hmm." ”

Meng Jiali hid the light in her eyes and joked: "You are so good to her, when will you give me a watermelon to taste?" ”

Yang Jun frowned, "Then you wait, I'll go up and get it." ”

The watermelon was not only given to Jing Lin, but also his childhood playmate. Although Jing Lin is beautiful now, Yang Jun is not partial, but he, like other teenagers, has no good impression of the newcomer Aunt Tan Mengxian and such a thin Meng Jiali, so he naturally can't think of her when he sends things.

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Meng Jiali to react and ran back to his house.

Meng Jiali held a bottle of wine, and she couldn't stop feeling aggrieved in her heart. She glanced in the direction of Jing Lin's room, a cluster of bright roses blooming in the window, and the summer creeper was lush, as if plants also favored beauty.

Meng Jiali said unwillingly: "It's just a poor ghost. ”

The community knows that the conditions of Jing Lin's family are not good. Jing Lin's uncle owed a lot of debts, and most of Lin Fangfei's family went to fill the bottomless pit.

The best conditions in the community are the butchers. Her stepfather was promoted to captain of the criminal police team this year, although Tu Yiqian didn't take care of his family much before, but he was diligent and diligent in his work, made a lot of contributions, and rose all the way in the workplace. Tu Yiqian also bought a house in the city center, waiting for the family to move in when they were free.

Tu Yiqian has feelings for the old community, but Meng Jiali has no nostalgia. She had heard that Uncle Tu's new house was big and beautiful, and that there was a garden and a swimming pool in the community, and that she would wish she had gone there sooner.

And...... Meng Jiali curled the corners of her mouth, Uncle Tu originally had a son, the first heir, but unfortunately that stepbrother was a cripple and never returned home after high school. Uncle Tu was very kind to their mother and daughter, and that stepbrother had better not come back.

The Tu family is rich, she used to only wear ugly and earthy skirts, but now her clothes are the latest styles. Compared with Jing Lin, who still occasionally wears her cousin's old dress, Meng Jiali doesn't know how moist she is.

The scorching sun was scorching, Meng Jiali was sweating on her forehead, she was on fire in her heart, she was not white, how could she be sunned like this? She hid in the shade of a tree, not wanting to wait for the watermelon, but why didn't the girl named Jinglin have her own? If she thinks so, she'll have to wait.

As a result, Yang Jun hadn't come back yet, but a tall teenager slowly walked at the door of the community.

Meng Jiali's eyes froze. The sky was an endless blue, cloudless, the sun hung high, and the brilliant sunlight was shining on him.

The young man looked indifferent, with his pockets in his pocket, and his pace was calm. He was wearing a simple white shirt and black pants, and in such a high summer, it seemed like walking in a lonely autumn.

His temperament is extremely cold, and he looks particularly handsome because of his young and upright face.

Meng Jiali saw such a handsome boy for the first time in the community, and her eyes fell on him in a daze.

The young man first glanced at the plum tree with bare branches at the entrance of the community, and then slowly moved his gaze to the third floor opposite. The verdant creeper dared to climb up to her window, and the roses bloomed delicately, like lingering love. He withdrew his gaze and continued on his way to his home.

Meng Jiali froze, she was obviously wearing the best dress, but the young man didn't look at her, as if she didn't exist. She blushed, the amazement of seeing the boy for the first time and the shame of being ignored by him in her heart.

However, she did not know him, did not know his name, did not even have a reason to stop him, and watched him go to the building where she lived.

Yang Jun then sent the cut watermelon down, "Here." ”

He really only gave one petal, and Meng Jiali, who had been waiting for more than ten minutes, was about to vomit blood in her heart, she scolded a few words, but she had to smile on her face, "Thank you." Then he took the watermelon and walked away.

Yang Jun was too lazy to take care of her, and went to Li Mao's house to deliver watermelons.

Meng Jiali pushed open the door and saw the young man sitting on the sofa, she was stunned, and then looked at her slightly embarrassed mother in the living room.

Tan Mengxian was a little nervous, "Wait, your father has only been going to work for a short time." ”

The young man looked cold, "Hmm." He sat on stilts, didn't turn his head when he heard Meng Jiali coming back, and then stood up and walked to his room.

Tan Mengxian took a few steps forward, "You, you ......" was embarrassed to say it.

Meng Jiali subconsciously answered, "That's my room!" ”

Tu Mochu finally reacted, he turned his head and hooked his thin lips slightly, "Yours?" ”

Meng Jiali was a little stunned inexplicably, but she still stubbornly said, "It's my room now, it's not good for you to go in?" ”

Tu Mochu wanted to smoke a cigarette very much, but he remembered the purpose of coming back, so he just said coldly: "You move out, immediately." ”

No matter how stupid Meng Jiali is, she understands that the young man in front of her is her ignorant and masked stepbrother. She looked at his legs in shock, her eyes straight and undisguised.

Tan Mengxian has experience and higher emotional intelligence, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Carrie! ”

Only then did Meng Jiali react, put the wine on the table, and didn't dare to look at Tu Mochu anymore.

Tan Mengxian apologized, "I'm sorry, Tu, Tu Mochu, Auntie and your father thought you wouldn't come back to live, that room was well-lit, so ......"

The floor plan of the community is three bedrooms and one living room. A master bedroom where Tu Yiqian and his wife lived, a room that used to be Tu Mochu's room, and a room that had poor lighting on the shady side and made a utility room. Meng Jiali did not live in the utility room, but lived in Tu Mochu's originally well-lit bedroom.

Tan Mengxian saw that the young man was expressionless and noncommittal, and said crampedly: "I'm sorry, we didn't think it through, and it's not realistic to let Carrie move right now, is it okay to move at night?" At that time, Tu Yiqian came back, and he would not be as embarrassed as her in the face of his own son.

Tu Mochu snorted lightly, "Okay." ”

Instead of opening the door, he temporarily left the home that no longer belonged to him.

Room he will definitely come back. It was the closest place to her room, facing her. He actually gave up that place for a year...... I don't see creepers in a year, and I don't see roses blooming.