Jing Lin asked, "Can I go and see Tu Mochu?" Her voice was sweet, nasal, and a little softer.

Meng Jiali secretly hated, thinking, God knows if that stepbrother will die, if he is infected and becomes a mad dog, what if he catches who bites whom? She and her mother didn't dare to look at it, but Jing Lin came just in time.

Meng Jiali turned sideways and let Jing Lin in, she and Tan Mengxian glanced at each other, the mother and daughter were silent, watching Jing Lin walk to the closed door.

Jing Lin knocked lightly on the door, "Tu Mochu, are you okay?" ”

Tu Mochu, whose eyes were empty, sat up from the bed abruptly, "What are you doing here?" ”

Jing Lin suppressed her crying, "You're injured, let's go to the hospital to see if it's okay?" ”

Tu Mochu replied in a low voice: "You go, I'm fine." ”

Jing Lin was worried and sad, and refused to leave. Tu Mochu knew that she was still outside, and Tan Mengxian's mother and daughter must also be there.

Tu Mochu looked at the scrapped prosthetic leg at the foot of the wall and closed his eyes. Because he had just injured his calf, the first thing those people saw was his unique prosthetic leg, not a hideous wound. The room was now like a cage, and without his prosthetic leg, he couldn't even get out on his own.

"Tu Mochu." Jing Lin's voice was soft, she leaned against the door and called his name, and she couldn't say anything else.

Tu Mochu didn't need her pity. He and Jing Lin were separated for a year and lived like a normal person. He learned to play ball, play cards, and insisted on boxing, and he hoped that when he saw Jing Lin again, he would be normal and healthy. He longed to be a normal and powerful man, not a cripple who was close to her by sympathy, as he did when he was a child. But once the prosthesis was broken, he was instantly beaten back to his original shape, and it was so difficult to even get up from the ground.

Tu Mochu knew that if he stayed any longer, it would definitely be Tu Yiqian who would come back and take him for inspection. He didn't want to be like that, for so many years, even his own biological father hadn't seen his stump again.

Tu Mochu dialed his mobile phone, "Chen Kai, the prosthetic leg is broken, come and pick me up." ”

Tu Mochu was not a person who sat still, he moved to the side of the bed and pulled out the wheelchair that he hadn't used for a long time. This is the wheelchair that Tu Yiqian bought for him when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and it is far less advanced and easy to use than the wheelchair when he lived alone in an apartment later. He relied on the strength of his arms and sat down easily.

Tu Mochu pulled a blanket over his lap. He drove the wheelchair and locked the prosthetic limb in the corner into the storage compartment.

After doing all this, he still had the blood of wild dogs on his hands.

Tu Mochu's eyebrows were lowered, and he picked up the kettle in the room, the water in it was very hot, and it was Tan Mengxian who boiled the water to show her "concern". He didn't have time to wait for it to cool down completely, Jing Lin had been standing outside his room for too long. He poured it into the cup, the water running down his fingers, he trembled slightly, and without saying a word, he washed his hands clean.

He cleaned up and went to open the door.

Waiting quietly, Jing Lin didn't expect the door in front of her to open suddenly, with crystal tears in her eyes, like dewdrops on the leaves in the morning.

Tu Mochu's face was pale, and he glanced at Jing Lin, "You go home, I'm fine." "You're used to it, aren't you?

Tan Mengxian was surprised that Tu Mochu would come out, and she didn't know what to say. Meng Jiali's reaction was much more direct, she had long known that her stepbrother had no calves, but every time she saw him in the past, he was wearing a prosthetic, no different from a normal person. This was the first time she had seen Tu Mochu in a wheelchair, and she clearly recognized that he was a cripple. However, this cripple is a ruthless character, and it is extremely difficult to get along with, and she still remembers the miserable appearance of the wild dog's brain, so that she does not dare to ridicule Tu Mochu.

After a while, the doorbell rang, Tu Mochu didn't look at anyone, and pushed the wheelchair over to open the door. On the armrests of the wheelchair, his fingers were slender and powerful, and the palms of his palms hid the redness and swelling that no one saw.

Outside the door is Chen Kai. Chen Kai was wearing a white coat and was out of breath, and as soon as he received the call, he drove to it, and then ran all the way upstairs.

Tu Mochu bowed his head, and Chen Kai stepped forward and pushed him away.

Tan Mengxian's mother and daughter never spoke, when he came, the family was silent, and when he left, the atmosphere was extremely silent, like a hurried visitor to this family.

Tu Yiqian, who went out on a mission, hadn't had time to come back at this time, and Tu Mochu was no longer the child who relied on his father when he was a child, he had the ability to arrange the back road and leave the community with his back straight.

Jing Lin wiped her tears and followed behind them wordlessly.

Chen Kai looked back in surprise, as a doctor, it was inconvenient for him to interfere in Tu Mochu's private affairs, but this little girl was too beautiful to ignore. Since his patron, Tu Mochu, who has always had a bad temper, did not drive her away, and Dr. Chen had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

It is extremely difficult to carry Tu Mochu's wheelchair downstairs, not to mention that Chen Kai is a literati, and Tu Mochu, who is more than 1.8 meters tall, is not thin.

There was no elevator installed in the old community, and when he went down to the second floor, Chen Kai really had no strength, his hand shook, and the wheelchair rolled down. Chen Kai was so frightened that his heart jumped, but he saw Tu Mochu grabbing the railing with one hand and stabilizing himself and his wheelchair.

However, instead of being happy, Tu Mochu's expression suddenly sank, and because of this action, he covered the blanket on his lap and slid down. Almost instantly, he chose to let go of his grip on the railing, preferring to fall down and protect the blanket rather than expose his empty trouser legs.

The aroma hit, and a pair of slender hands pulled the blanket up to cover his legs.

Tu Mochu raised his head and met the girl's crying red eyes. She pursed her lips, trying to help Dr. Chan straighten his wheelchair.

Tu Mochu grabbed her slender wrist and removed her hand from his wheelchair.

Chen Kai sighed softly, and resigned himself to helping this master go downstairs.

Chen Kai assisted the installer to put Tu Mochu's new prosthetic leg up, and the night was quietly falling. In the past two years, Tu Mochu's body has grown, the data of the residual limb has been updated diligently, and the prosthesis will be replaced immediately if it is not suitable.

The group was busy until the evening, and before they knew it, the neon lights of the city had been lit up.

After Tu Mo finished fitting his prosthetic leg, Chen Kai breathed a sigh of relief, but Doctor Chen couldn't help but count: "What are you doing?" Prosthetics can be broken. ”

Tu Mochu's prosthetic limb simulation is waterproof and strong enough, which is currently the highest level of prosthetics in China, and it will be so bad that it is impossible to walk......

"Kill a wild dog."

Chen Kai was dumbfounded, and at first glance he thought he was joking, "What, what?" He reacted and hurriedly said, "I'll check your body." ”

Tu Mochu brushed his hand away and stepped off the hospital bed, "I haven't been bitten anywhere else." He also found it ridiculous and ironic that it was because of the prosthesis that saved him from harm.

Chen Kai reminded: "She's still waiting outside." "I don't know what this bastard boy meant, but let the little girl follow all the way.

Tu Mochu replied in a low voice, he knew.

He pushed the door open, and the autumn night was slightly cool. Jing Lin sat in the escort chair in the hospital corridor in a regular manner, and when she saw him come out, her big eyes stared at him nervously.

Tu Mochu walked over and asked her, "Is it cold?" ”

Jing Lin shook her head, she was afraid of the result, but she still asked in a trembling voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Tu Mochu replied lightly: "It's okay." ”

Jing Lin opened her mouth, what happened today subverted her cognition for many years. People are warm and cold, Tu Mochu has already seen through it, but she is the only one who lives innocently and happily, and delusions that he should be a good person. But if everyone treats him like this, what reason does he have to be a good man?

The parents of the children are worried about their baby, and even Lin Fangfei fainted because her own son was in danger.

Jing Lin was not only sad, but also ashamed. When I was a child, I saw a beautiful world, but the cruelty of the world forced teenagers and girls to grow up.

It was getting late, and Jing Lin told Jing Zhenhao that he would go back later before going out, but the taxi home from the hospital was not easy to get at this time.

Tu Mochu didn't drive his car, and he didn't offer to let Chen Kai send it. He walked forward with Jing Lin like this.

The night breeze is light. Tu Mochu has never said much, if no one chats with him, he can stay quietly by himself all day.

When the moon was in the sky, Jing Lin slowly followed his steps, and the red at the end of his eyes had not yet dissipated. The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, if she hadn't seen Tu Mochu again, would she have lost him in the past years?

There are some things that have nothing to do with ignorant love, but they are still cherished.

Jing Lin looked left and right and saw an old man selling hydrogen balloons, "You wait for me." ”

Tu Mochu stopped, watched her trot over, and gestured at the old man, who brought her a balloon. She took it by the hand and trotted all the way back.

There was a child next to her who looked at the balloon in her hand with envy on his face. Jing Lin looked at Tu Mochu, and spoke with a unique softness, "You stretch out your hand." ”

Tu Mochu clenched her fists and stretched out her left hand in her pocket, not letting her notice the redness and swelling of her palm.

Jing Lin tied the balloon around his wrist and tied it in a knot. Balloons floated around before them, somewhat childish and ridiculous.

Tu Mochu didn't untie it. The balloon swayed in the air, like the casual touch of her fingertips. His self-esteem can't suppress his desire, which is why she is standing in front of him now.

Tu Mochu asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Jing Lin replied seriously: "I'm sorry, it's me who is not good." You left home a year ago, was it sad? ”

Tu Mochu stared at her quietly. The girl smiled apprehensively, beautiful in the moonlight, quietly waiting for his answer. At that moment, he faded away from the arrogance and exaggeration of a year, and he actually felt a little sad.

"Nope." He's already bad, where is he sad, he just wants to leave and leaves.

"I almost got lost once when I was a kid and my mom tied a hydrogen balloon to my hand, and she said it would see me and get me back. Tu Mochu, I'm sorry I couldn't find you before, please forgive me. ”

Tu Mochu's gaze was fixed on her.

The autumn night was slightly cool, she was wearing a long-sleeved single shirt, and she was a little shrunken by the wind, but her smile was bright, which seemed to dispel the cold. She stretched out a small white hand, "Give you a beating, forgive me, okay?" ”

It's like when he was a child, he was annoyed that she always crossed the line, and she timidly asked, give you a call, forgive me, okay?

The sound of the wind entered his ears, and Tu Mochu's heart suddenly softened. What's wrong with her, it's always been him who treats her badly, so she even feels surprised that she likes her. He only came back because he knew he was emotional.

She hasn't changed, it's he who has gotten worse. He wanted to hold this hand directly, and he should have asked her to come with him, which was what he should have held, but he didn't. He thought desperately, he was finished, and he liked her even more.

Tu Mochu finally just whispered, "I'm going home." ”

Countless intrigues and tricks are useless, but they can't match her real smile in front of her eyes. It turned out that someone had never thought of abandoning him.

The last bus home arrived as scheduled, and Jing Lin slept so peacefully on the bus for the first time.

The street lights on this road are dim, the shadows of the trees can't hide the moonlight, and there is an old record store outside, playing old songs, which seem to carry the power of passing through the years.

Tu Mochu sat beside her, looking sideways at her sleeping face, her long eyelashes drooping, and she was sleeping defenselessly. His heart was sad and sour, but he was extremely glad that he hadn't really hurt her.