It rained in October and stopped at the end of school.

He Tiantian carried a schoolbag with a Snow White pattern on her back, stood in front of Jing Lin's desk, and waited for her to walk together.

Jing Lin was uneasy, she waved her hand, "You guys go back first, I have a stomachache and I want to go to the toilet, don't wait for me." ”

He Tiantian answered and left with another little girl.

Jing Lin walked slowly to the toilet. A little girl in the fourth grade, wearing a pea-green dress with a ponytail tied high on her head. She didn't have bangs, and her big eyes were crystal clear.

Tu Mochu stood up with the help of his desk, and when everyone was gone, he slowly walked to the school gate alone.

He was carrying a black schoolbag, which did not contain the heroes of the cartoons of other elementary school students, but was simply pure black.

Tu Mochu's walking posture was a little strange, he walked very slowly, like a snail climbing a tree branch, and every step showed determined effort.

Jing Lin quietly poked out her little head, she put on her cloth schoolbag on her back, and trotted to follow. When she was about to approach Tu Mochu's side, the boy, who was almost ten years old, turned his head keenly.

She paused, her body couldn't help but shake slightly, and the air after the cold rain was cool.

Tu Mochu's eyes were cold, Jing Lin quickly lowered his head and passed by him.

After she walked out of the road, Tu Mochu continued to walk forward.

The way home has not been repaired, they are all small paths. The path was far away, and it took 30 minutes to walk at Tu Mochu's speed, and it didn't take long for him to put on the prosthesis, and the place where the stump touched the prosthesis would be dull pain after walking for a long time. He could only walk for a while and rest for a moment.

He didn't like people he knew to see him struggling like this, so he often waited for all the classmates to finish before he got up and slowly went home.

Tu Mochu looked at the back of the girl in front of him, and his heart was imperceptibly a little more annoyed. What does she mean by that? Did you deliberately leave late and stay to see his jokes? Just curious about how the cripple walks?

The sparrows jumped up the branches and chirped to make people irritated. The lovely back went farther and farther until it was gone.

The road was full of cement and sand, and Xu Donghu, a sixth-grader, was playing with three classmates.

He was much taller and stronger than the other boys, and was the eldest of the group. His grades were not good, and his mother said that if he didn't work hard, he wouldn't go to junior high school. He knew that his mother was a scare, but his life was ruined, so he didn't care if he could still study. He heard from Second Brother Ma that he could make a lot of money by working part-time.

The sand leaked through his fingers, his right hand did not have a little finger, and his ring finger was also shortened, which was cut off by a guillotine chopping pigweed when he was a child in the countryside, and his grandmother did not take a good look at him.

They heaped up the sand and tore down the walls of sand. A boy talked about the news at school, "Did you know that there is a boy in the fourth grade of our school who has no legs?" ”

Of course Xu Donghu knew, he clapped his hands, "I've seen it, in a wheelchair." ”

"Yes, but I heard two days ago that he has legs again and can walk."

Xu Donghu's eyes widened.

"Really, I don't lie to you, he can go, and he walks home all this time. Did you think he had a prosthetic leg? How can a prosthetic leg walk like a real leg? ”

"Prosthetic legs?" Xu Donghu looked at his mutilated right hand, and the sand was no longer piled up, "I'm going to take a look." ”

Another boy said: "I know he walks the path after school, and he walks very slowly, like a turtle crawling." I'll take you there. ”

Xu Donghu and his group walked around the road, their schoolbags on their shoulders, and walked towards the path in a hurry.

Tu Mochu walked slowly but steadily, he stopped and looked at the few big boys in front of him who were not good. He didn't know them, so he just paused and walked on.

Xu Donghu's eyes stared at his leg without blinking, and he reached out to grab Tu Mochu's collar, "Boy, don't go, show me your prosthetic leg." ”

Tu Mochu's pupils were dark, and he broke that hand without saying a word.

Xu Donghu originally thought that this cripple, who looked weak and was two years younger than him, was not a threat, but he didn't expect that the hand twisting his left hand would hurt. He was forced to let go, but he was even angrier.

Half-grown children are not yet able to manage their emotions well, and they are especially good-looking. Xu Donghu shouted: "Hold people down!" ”

The other three boys swarmed up and knocked Tu Mochu to the ground.

"Get out of here!" Tu Mochu was also angry, but no matter how strong his arm was, it couldn't withstand the teenagers who were two or three years older than him.

His prosthetic leg was already unskilled at walking, and his center of gravity was shifted, and he was easily put down. The road was muddy after the rain, and his face was covered with dirty muddy water, and the smell of dirt penetrated his nostrils.

Tu Mochu was holding his arm tightly, he knew what they were going to do, the calm on his face was gone, and he struggled violently like a mad little beast, "Let go of me!" Let me go! ”

Xu Donghu's hand was still hurting, and he kicked Tu Mochu hard, learning from his mother's scolding appearance, "Little brute." ”

Xu Donghu squatted down and went to untie Tu Mochu's shoelaces. His laces were long, and after a few loops, they were tied around his trouser legs, and he didn't want to show off his prosthetic leg, which was different from the color of his skin.

Untie the shoelaces, and then lift Tu Mochu's trouser legs, and you can see the prosthetic leg without the slightest temperature inside.

It's rush hour. The children were walking on the path playfully, and many people saw this scene, and someone whispered: "That's Xu Donghu from the sixth grade." ”

Xu Donghu is famous in school because of his mixing. The children watched from afar, and none of them dared to step forward.

Tu Mochu's pale fingers dug into the muddy water. For the first time, he had the idea of letting everyone die, and if only they all died!

The shoelace on his right leg had been untied, Xu Donghu whistled out of tune, and reached out to touch Tu Mochu's trouser leg with curiosity.

Xu Donghu's back hurt suddenly, he screamed in pain, and turned back viciously.

A delicate and delicate little girl in green clothes, holding a thick branch, slapped him on the back again.

Jing Lin was actually very scared in her heart, and in her limited memory, she had never fought in her life.

Xu Donghu glared at her, her hands trembling slightly, but she still clenched the branch and stood in front of Tu Mochu in a protective posture.

"Let him go." Jing Lin went to hit the hands that held Tu Mochu one by one.

The boys screamed in pain, and in the panic, someone kicked Jing Lin. She couldn't help crying, she was in so much pain. Jing Lin bit her lip, still refusing to leave the branch by herself.

Half of Tu Mochu's face was in the muddy water, looking up at all this coldly.

The first time he saw Jing Lin crying, she waved the branches indiscriminately while crying, hitting the group of people. She shouted, "I'm going to tell us Teacher Bai, and I'm going to tell my uncle, my uncle is a policeman, and let him arrest you all!" ”

Xu Donghu scolded, "If it weren't for the fact that you were a girl, I would kill you today!" He turned his head and glared at his frightened companions, "Go, what are you still standing for!" ”

All of them left. Those young students who didn't dare to come over also dispersed step by step.

When there was no one on the path, Jing Lin began to cry.

She remembered the scene. It's exactly the same memory, except that in her previous life, she was one of the onlookers. Tu Mochu's trouser leg was finally lifted up, and she saw the prosthetic leg that was different from the normal leg.

All the children showed surprise and timidity, and she was pulled back by He Tiantian. He Tiantian also said: "That prosthetic leg is so scary." ”

At that time, Tu Mochu was stuck in the mud, looking at her with dark eyes, and gradually fell silent.

After that, Jing Lin never saw Tu Mochu wearing a prosthetic leg, and he sat in a wheelchair again.

And this time she ran back. Jing Lin held a very heavy branch and guarded him over the years.

"Woo woo woo ......" Teardrops slipped down in large pieces, wetting her fair and delicate face.

Tu Mochu's dead eyes finally moved, and he turned his head to look at her.

Jing Lin lost the branch, her body trembled, and she seemed to be even more scared than him.

Tu Mochu frowned, and sat on the ground with his arms supported by his body. His clothes were soaked with mud and water, and he was not as decent and clean as he had been.

His face was expressionless, he gritted his teeth and slowly stood up from the ground, his palm pressed by the stone gravel deep marks, and he didn't care.

He lowered his head and stared at Jing Lin's clear eyes full of tears. Her crying grew quieter, but she still sobbed. Such a little girl may only fight like this once in her life.

Tu Mochu walked forward slowly, took a few steps, and finally couldn't help but turn around. Jing Lin was still squatting in place, looking at a loss.

"Jing Lin." This was the first time Tu Mochu called her name, and he said calmly: "Go home." ”

Jing Lin raised her head, her big eyes were red, like a rabbit. She whispered, "Oh." Then she staggered to her feet and followed him.

The afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled, and the sky is filled with a brilliant sunset. Tu Mochu didn't comfort her, nor did he wipe her tears, just listened to her cry intermittently all the way.

"Tu Mochu, I'm a little scared."

"Hmm."

"Will I be notified of criticism?"

“…… No. ”

"I'm in a bit of pain."

"Hmm."

"Tu Mochu, do you feel pain?"

“…… It doesn't hurt. ”

Jing Lin wiped away her tears with the back of her soft hand, and asked softly, "Let's walk home together tomorrow, right?" ”

Tu Mochu was silent for a long time, and then replied, "Okay." ”

At this time, Jing Lin didn't know that the indifferent boy next to her would replace her childhood tolerance and warmth with a lifetime of madness and pampering in the future, and return it exponentially.

The autumn breeze blows, and the leaves flutter and fall.

Jing Lin's soft hair was long, and the tail of her hair was slightly yellow, with a shallow curl, hanging down on her chest. Her voice also faded away from the milky childlike voice.

From the fourth to the sixth grade, Tu Mo used the prosthetic leg when he first went to school. At first, he moved slowly, but in the end he was able to walk as fast as a normal teenager. He no longer stayed at home during the winter and summer vacations, and he began to learn boxing.

In the first month after the sixth grade began, I heard that Xu Donghu, who was promoted to the second year of junior high school, was beaten into the hospital by a group of mixed society. This incident didn't cause much turmoil, and after a while of gossip and chatting after dinner, it was forgotten in the memories of the teenagers.

In the second semester of the sixth grade, Teacher Bai suddenly announced, "The pear blossoms and peach blossoms are blooming, and our class will go out for a spring outing tomorrow." ”

The students in the classroom were stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into endless cheers.