But not long after, this kind of hope changed qualitatively, which is ridiculous, right, without undergoing excessive accumulation, it directly changed qualitatively, and that qualitative change was not in the direction of praise at all.

A few months after jumping out of his mother's womb, he unfortunately contracted polio, and even more unfortunately, although his life was dragged back by the angel in white, his 'legs' were not saved.

His legs are forever unconscious, and he is forever deprived of this right by God before he learns to crawl, walk, or run.

A person who has never eaten pig 'meat', although he doesn't know the taste of pig 'meat', everyone around him eats it, and he is happy to eat it, looking happy. Then I'm afraid that people who don't eat pig 'meat' are a strange existence in this social group.

Ever since his 'legs' lost their function, Qi Yang had become this strange existence.

Since he was a child, he has been lying on the 'bed' and watching the children outside the window running and jumping on the grass outdoors in good health, playing all kinds of games, but he has no ability to participate at all. Because he doesn't have 'legs'.

When it was time for kindergarten, his mother told him that Xiao Xiaoran could finally have friends. He happily wore the new clothes his father bought for him, and went to kindergarten in a brand new wheelchair. But in the end, he was disappointed.

No kindergarten wanted to accept him. The principal of one family is more simple, and he said helplessly: It is not easy to bring children, plus a person with limited mobility, it is estimated that no teacher is willing to accept this burden. And recently the county is going to select a satellite city, so it's better to bring your children back so as not to affect the image of the county.

That night, my mother hugged Xiao Xiaoran and cried bitterly, she knelt on the ground, hugged her son, and said word by word: "Xiao Ran, you must have a chance in the future, show those white-eyed wolves, even if you don't have two 'legs', our family's Xiao Ran will also have great achievements." Kill those white-eyed wolves! Let those white-eyed wolves regret it. ”

Dad didn't say a word on the windowsill, just kept 'smoking' cigarettes, and after I don't know how long, he came over and patted my mother's back gently: "Don't cry, they don't accept our family's Xiaoran, don't teach him, we teach him ourselves." There are still people who go to school at home, and wasn't Einstein also classified as disabled as a child? I don't believe that our family's Xiaoran is worse than Einstein, and I don't know if China will be able to produce a Nobel Prize winner in a few decades! ”

It was the words of that night that wrote down Qi Yang's life of little contact with the outside world. He began reading and reading with his parents at the age of 4. And his hobby is to quietly look out the window, quietly looking at one after another that his parents bought or borrowed for him from the library

At the age of eighteen, life played a joke on him again. That year, when the college entrance examination was held, his parents 'spent' a lot of effort to stuff him into the examination room of a school, and he lived up to expectations and was admitted to Peking University with a score of 690 points. His father feasted as a guest, and he was drunk that night, just patting himself on the shoulder and not saying anything, but Qi Yang could see the tears hidden in the corners of his father's eyes.

But he only studied at Peking University for half a year before dropping out.

At the end of that year, Qi Yang's parents both died in a car accident. At that moment, he knelt in front of the mourning hall and cried, crying silently. Suddenly, he found himself having lost everything and was no longer in the mood to continue his college coursework.

The parents' inheritance is not much, only more than 50,000 savings, and a three-story self-built house in the county. He left a third floor of the house for himself and rented out the rest of the rooms. The monthly rent is enough for your own living expenses.

When he was nineteen years old, the county was connected to the Internet, he bought a laptop, and he was bored at home every day to surf the Internet, and before he knew it, he had completely become an otaku.

And this otaku has been a man for six years.

There are people who are renting in, and people who are moving out. Since the death of his parents, he has become unusually indifferent to his own kind, and his 'communication' with others is limited to buying daily necessities and urging the tenants of the two floors downstairs to 'pay' rent.

Soon, time 'mixed' to the age of twenty-six. At this time, Qi Yang did not become China's Einstein, let alone win the Nobel Prize, he was still just an otaku who did not look forward to tomorrow at all and had no confidence in life.

He felt that even if the next day was the end of the world, he would not panic in the slightest. No, I'm afraid not only won't panic, but will also be a little happy, happy with relief. With six billion people around the world dying with him, he will surely die peacefully.

Although he occasionally wakes up from a dream, he remembers what his parents expected of him. He was sweating profusely, feeling ashamed of his parents and their expectations of him. But when Qi Yang's eyes touched his 'legs', he laughed miserably. What hope is there for a wasted person? It's better to be a decent and justifiable otaku, at least without adding a burden to society.

Until that day. I remember that it was a month after my 26th birthday, and a 'girl' child moved into his self-built house.

A very cute 'girl' child.

When she first came into contact, Qi Yang thought she was very strange. Very, very strange. It's the type he's never come across. Although as an otaku in the new era, he has not had much contact with creatures like 'girl' children.

I have to be modest, she said that she is very ordinary, but ordinary to the so-called ordinary level, it is already an extraordinary.

The 'sexuality' of the 'female' child is lost.,It seems that she doesn't care about anything.,A very nervous person.。 But until now, Qi Yang still remembers the first thing she said to him. At that time, the 'girl' child found a few small pebbles under the window and threw them at the window of his bedroom on the third floor, and when he opened the window and poked his head out to see what was going on, he shouted: "Hey, little brother landlord, I heard that you have been admitted to Peking University?" ”

Qi Yang ignored her, and closed the window with a calm face. The 'girl' child huffed up to the third floor and broke into his room, and from then on, a person broke into his heart. A person who is the best for him except for his own parents. She cooks for him, does laundry, monitors him to form a normal daily routine, and pushes his wheelchair to go to the park with him. Qi Yang has always thought that although he has not been with the 'girl' for too long, it seems that he has known her for a long, long, long time.