When asked about whether she could participate in the dance performance in two weeks, Dr. Chung directly rejected it, and only after less than two months of rest, saying that it was impossible to fully recover, and it was absolutely forbidden to participate in dancing in a short period of time.

But Yan Xiao still heard a little opportunity, although he was not fully recovered, he could at least go down and carry out basic walking rehabilitation training.

Even walking is fine, so what's so difficult about dancing?

She didn't say anything more, but still silently made up her mind in her heart.

It's good that the school has found a suitable replacement, but if not, she still wants to take the initiative to participate.

Soon it was time for Yan Xiao to move out of the hospital, and this time it was Huo Pingguo who took the initiative to drive to pick her up, and took Yan's mother by the way.

After staying in this place for so long, Yan Xiao's relationship with the doctors and nurses is also good, and she said to leave all of a sudden, she was really a little reluctant, when she held the nurse's hand and said goodbye, Yan's mother was desperately looking at her, and when the nurse left, she taught Yan Xiao: "What do you say goodbye?" Don't you know it's a hospital? Want to come back? ”

Yan Xiao was annoyed when she listened: "Mom, can you have a little human touch?" Besides, to come to the hospital is to be hospitalized? Can't come and see a doctor and a patient? ”

Huo Pingguo added oil and vinegar on the side: "Yes, besides, my brother is also in this hospital, it's okay Ah Xiao will come to see my brother!" ”

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao smiled at Huo Pingguo's eyebrows, and fell into Yan's mother's eyes, looking like a girl in love, and waved her hand helplessly: "You young people are right no matter what you say!" ”

Downstairs, Yan Xiao passed by Huo Zexi's clinic, Huo Pingguo asked if he wanted to say hello, but Yan Xiao refused: "Forget it, he's still working, don't bother!" ”

Saying this, he still couldn't help but look over there, Huo Pingguo saw it in his eyes and smiled slightly.

"By the way, Jiajia said that I really want to see you, if there is no class in kindergarten, come with me today!"

Getting Yan Xiao into the car, she put away her wheelchair and sat in the driver's seat.

Yan Xiao hadn't heard Jiajia's news for a long time, and when he heard this, he was happy, and said: "There are so many patients in the hospital, and the children's resistance is weak, so it's better to come to this place less!" ”

Listening to her words, Huo Pingguo was silent for two seconds: "My brother still said that you can't do it, I think you are sometimes more sensible than I think." ”

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, will Dr. Huo tell his family about her?

What does he look like in his eyes?

"What else did he say?" Yan Xiao couldn't help but ask.

"Just say that you sometimes look like a child, don't worry! Didn't say anything bad about you! Huo Pingguo said with a smile as he drove the car.

Yan Xiao didn't squeak, Yan's mother couldn't help but say on the side: "Isn't Yan Xiao?" When I'm so old, I usually look like a girl when I'm crazy, and I can't take care of myself! ”

Yan Xiao: "..."Don't let go of any opportunity to damage your daughter in front of others, it's really your own mother!"

After returning home, Yan Xiao looked at his home after more than a month, and really felt attached.

The bedroom is usually still being cleaned, and the things in the house are clean and quiet waiting for her to come back, Yan Xiao pounced directly, fluttered twice and screamed, forgetting that her leg was still lame...

She still didn't calm down, and after calling Nie Chuchu, she took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Huo Zexi:

Dr. Huo, it feels so good to go home~

He was probably at work, and he didn't reply for a while, and Yan Xiao didn't feel at ease, sitting on a chair and reading the messages on Weibo.

Inadvertently, she saw Huo Zexi's Weibo and reposted a Weibo of an official event.

The organizer is the website of his radio station, and the name of the event is:

"Audio Love Letters"

The name of this event alone aroused Yan Xiao's curiosity, and he bit his fingers and clicked on the long picture:

Before the end of the campaign period, all listeners' submissions will be collected, and five confessions in the form of love letters will be screened out, which will be read out by the popular radio anchor Zain in the form of live broadcasts. Rice Cent Silk Manuscript!

…

Skipping those nonsense messages directly, Yan Xiao quickly read it, and suddenly ignited his fighting spirit.

Let Huo Zexi read out his confession to him, it's so romantic to think about it!

However, there is such a thing as writing, Yan Xiao, who has been at the middle and lower level of composition since childhood, said that he lacks self-confidence, so how can he make his manuscript stand out?

was thinking about it for a long time, the phone suddenly vibrate, she took it and looked at it, it was Huo Zexi's reply:

Rest well.

There was no word about any small bubbles, but Yan Xiao still hugged her mobile phone and laughed, and she excitedly sent a message to Nie Chuchu:

I've kept in touch with the male god!

Nie Chuchu replied in seconds: Why do you think that after you broke your leg, you were still blessed by misfortune?

A blessing in disguise?

Yan Xiao: What is Fu?

Nie Chuchu: Dr. Huo seems to have a different opinion of you!

Yan Xiao recalled it carefully, it seemed to be true!

But it's not so much after the broken leg as after she completely says what she thinks.

If you like someone for three years, you will also move the other person, right?

Yan Xiao fell on it, and with great interest, he called up the chat history with Huo Zexi, and watched it back and forth several times.

She deliberately posted a notice on the Internet, saying that she fell downstairs and broke her bones, and Mi Fensi was still distressed and told her to recuperate from her injuries and return full of vitality.

Receiving the encouragement and care of the second and third yuan friends, Yan Xiao suddenly realized the sentence "Misfortune and blessing rely on"

When she was a child, her parents were often not at home, and she often came home alone, ate alone, and slept alone.

She was afraid of ghosts, and often listened to ghost stories told by her classmates during the day, and went home so scared that she couldn't sleep, although this incident was later told as a joke, but she didn't want to experience that fear and loneliness a second time.

At that time, I hoped that there was someone by my side, even if I didn't say a word, as long as I didn't leave her alone, but I still lived like this for several years, and then I gradually got used to being lonely.

may be because of the experience of the past few years and her own personality, so although she has countless friends around her for so many years, she has been filtered by the hourglass of time, and only Nie Chuchu is left by her side.

She actually doesn't like to use the word "best friend" to define Nie Chuchu's position in her heart, first, she feels a little hypocritical, and secondly, she feels that this title seems too superficial.

But as she grew up, her parents would wait for her at home, and more and more people around her cared, even strangers.

She wasn't born surrounded by warmth, so she felt extra touched and felt that she was already very lucky.

On the weekend, Yan's mother didn't know where she heard the news, saying that there was a prayer temple on the outskirts of the city that would be special and that it would be able to eliminate disasters and avoid disasters, and that Yan Xiao would accompany her to the nearby temple to ask for a lot, and by the way, she would worship the Bodhisattva to eliminate disasters.

Yan Xiao pointed to his waste legs: "I'm like this, you let me go!" ”

"It's because you broke your leg that my mother asked you to go with me, think about it, why did you fall downstairs for no reason? Maybe it's something to provoke..."

Before Yan's mother finished speaking, Yan Xiao covered her ears very presciently, and screamed "lalala" to cover up her mother's voice.

Yan's mother was annoyed by her for a while: "What's it called?" ”

"Don't talk about those gods and ghosts to scare me! I'm not scared at all! ”

"To go or not?" Yan's mother said a word.

Yan Xiao thought about it, she didn't want to go when she was killed, but she was so frightened by her mother... Suddenly, spinelessly shaken, "I went to the temple in a wheelchair in front of everyone?" ”

Others must think that this person is lame and does not forget feudal superstition, and he is too handicapped and strong, right?

Yan's mother said calmly: "What are you afraid of, only in this way can you show sincerity, and the Buddha will feel your piety!" ”

So on Saturday, Yan Xiao was really in a wheelchair, wearing a mask and being pushed into the temple by his mother.

Afraid of being recognized, he put on his mother's clothes and hat, and the whole person was fully armed.

thought that if she was recognized like this, then she would be killed on the spot.

However, the atmosphere in the temple is quite solemn, the courtyard wafts with the smell of incense, the forest is tall and dense, and occasionally a few small green fruits are dropped, everywhere is quiet, and there is a sense of Zen everywhere.

The people who came to worship the Buddha and ask for signatures did not dare to make a loud noise, and the little monks or nuns who swept the floor outside the door were all quiet, and Yan Xiao suddenly felt that he was a little sorry for the Buddha.

Yan's mother handed Yan Xiao a string of Buddhist beads, "I just got it for free at the door, I don't know if it's been opened, you take it first." ”

Yan Xiao took the string of sandalwood Buddhist beads, put them on his wrist, and couldn't help but sniff them.

So in the eyes of others, a strangely dressed person in the monastery sat in a wheelchair, wearing a mask and a hat, and a Buddhist bead on his hand. A low-key master.

Just raised his head, a young man walked in front of him, after seeing Yan Xiao, he looked a little submissive, Yan Xiao was startled, thinking that it wouldn't be? Will it be recognized?

Yan Xiao pretended to look elsewhere, and the man gradually approached and said, "That... Is it inconvenient for me to ask? ”

It seems that he has to bite the bullet, Yan Xiao turned his head and didn't speak, just stared at him.

Or Yan's mother spoke first: "What are you asking?" ”

"That, I think the master has an extraordinary temperament, can you give me a hexagram?"

…

Yan Xiao was confused, this benevolent brother, are you out to be funny?

"We're not fortune tellers, are you mistaken?" Yan's mother was inexplicable.

"The master is a master, I saw it just now!" The man still didn't give up, and looked at Yan Xiao with a pleading face.

Yan Xiao almost laughed out loud and explained: "I'm really not a master!" ”

Man: "... The voice is as crisp as a girl, and it is really profound! ”

Yan Xiao is completely convinced, and it is estimated that this person will be able to be popular on Weibo tonight.

She didn't play with it: "This donor, in fact, I just helped you calculate..."

The man was surprised when he heard this, and looked expectant: "Please speak!" ”

"You're good at everything, but you don't have a heart in your life!"

The man reacted for a long time, and looked at Yan Xiao incredulously: "Hey, you're not scolding me, are you?" ”

Yan Xiao couldn't help it at all, and couldn't stop laughing.

"Hey, how can you curse?"

Seeing that the man was about to make trouble, Yan Xiao hurriedly turned around and patted her mother's hand: "Mom, go away, don't pay attention to him!" ”

Entering the temple, Yan Xiao was still laughing, and was slapped by Yan's mother: "Be serious!" ”

"That guy is so funny!" Yan Xiao said that she suddenly saw the old monk next to her staring at her, and immediately smiled and closed her mouth.

Yan Xiao couldn't kneel down because of his leg injury, so he directly put on a few sticks of incense and went to the side to ask for a sign.

Yan's mother communicated with the old monk in the temple on the side, asking how to help her children eliminate disasters.

Although he usually doesn't believe these verbally, Yan Xiao still became nervous at the moment of asking for a signature, shook the lottery holder, and took out a bamboo stick...

After Yan's mother communicated with the old monk, she saw that Yan Xiao was already waiting for her outside the temple.

"You didn't sign it?"

"Now, it's signed." Yan Xiao's expression was a little disguised as he spoke.

Yan's mother was pleasantly surprised: "What did you say?" ”

"It's just... The body will be healthy, and the family happiness career will be successful or something. Yan Xiao said, turning the wheelchair, "Let's go home." ”

"That's not bad!" Yan's mother pushed her and sighed.

Blind and dry: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

On the way home, Yan Xiao was in an extremely complicated mood.

It's true that she got to sign up, but what lied to her mother was that she actually asked for a signature!

She remembered the contents at a glance-

The joy of adding Ding, both children and daughters.

"I'm only twenty years old, how can I have two children?"

As soon as he got home, Yan Xiao called Nie Chuchu and told him about signing in the temple today: "I'm so scared now, I don't want to have children at all, in case I have two children before I graduate from college, I won't be laughed to death?" Who is the child's father? ”

She threw out a lot of questions in a panic, and Nie Chuchu smiled lightly: "Who said it was feudal superstition at the beginning?" ”

"That's different, if it happens to you, you have to have more eyes!" Yan Xiao continued to complain on the other end of the phone, repeating "I don't want to have children..."

"Come on, you want to have a child, no one has given birth to you yet, a single dog is a little self-aware, okay?" Nie Chuchu returned to his usual painting style and said with a broken mouth.

It's just that Yan Xiao really likes her more, thinking about it, she feels that Nie Chuchu's tone is really bad, and she can't help it: "Do you think I'm inclined!" Why do you scold me and I feel comfortable? ”

"Potential jitter tendencies! I'll have to find an S tuning in the future. Nie Chuchu seemed to be eating something, and teased unintentionally.

Yan Xiao sneered: "What I like is Dr. Huo's one, what is the shaking?" ”

Nie Chuchu said "yo he": "What kind of gentle and warm man do you think Dr. Huo is?" Don't jump to conclusions too soon! ”

"Not when?" Yan Xiao asked suspiciously.

Nie Chuchu paused for two seconds and said with a smile, "Who knows? When you get married, you still go up, maybe..."

At this time, Yan Xiao knew that Nie Chuchu was going to be dirty, but this time the situation was not ordinary, she ridiculed Huo Zexi, Yan Xiao couldn't bear it, and interrupted: "I won't tell you, I'm going to do rehabilitation training." ”

She was about to hang up the phone, when Nie Chuchu's voice came out of the mobile phone: "Wait a while, wait a while!" ”

"What else are you going to do?"

Nie Chuchu: "If you don't take care of your injuries, how can you recover?" A fracture is not a ligament strain! ”

Yan Xiao didn't tell too many people about his desire to participate in the school celebration, hesitated, and said slowly: "Don't scold me if I say something!" ”

Nie Chuchu said casually: "Since you have said so, I will definitely scold you, don't worry!" ”

Yan Xiao: "...""Say! Nie Chuchu was impatient.

"That's it, I'm still likely to go to the school's dance performance, because I haven't found a replacement for that position, I told Xiaojia that if it doesn't work, I'll go..."

After she finished speaking, Nie Chuchu miraculously didn't interrupt her halfway, Yan Xiao was surprised: "Why don't you speak?" ”

"I think it's okay, you know your own body best." Nie Chuchu's voice was serious.

It was an unexpected reply, needless to say, Yan Xiao also knew that Nie Chuchu must have understood her.

Yan Xiao was suddenly moved: "Nie Chuchu, I think you are very good, I am going to cry." ”

There was silence for two seconds, and Nie Chuchu's impatient voice sounded again: "Okay, who wants your crocodile tears?" ”

This man...

Yan Xiao was angry and laughed, "Bye, bye, bye, I'm hanging." ”

Although she was talking about rehabilitation training and more free time, Yan Xiao was still thinking about the radio script, she didn't have to guess and knew that there must be a lot of people who submitted the manuscript, but she still held the attitude of "how do you know it won't be you if you don't give it a try", and read beautiful sentences in front of the computer when she has nothing to do.

However, the words on the Internet are either rotten, or they are too official and monotonous, and Yan Xiao will go crazy when he screens them later.

When patience was dying, I couldn't help but post a status in the circle of friends:

How do I write a love letter at the level of an elementary school student's essay?

Soon someone replied to her, Yan Xiao looked at her one by one, all asking her if she was writing a love letter, or asking who she wrote it to, and suddenly there was another comment:

You don't need to write, it's good to have feelings.

After staring at this person's screen name for a long time, Yan Xiao suddenly remembered that she was a lyricist, and she filled in the words of many ancient songs.

Why didn't you think of asking the gods around you for help in the first place?

Yan Xiao hurriedly poked her privately: Dada, I want to trouble you with something.

The other end replied: Love letters?

Yan Xiao: That's right! You're so smart!

Re: Well, what's there to ask for a love letter? Look at your own feelings, think of something, the logic is smooth, and it's OK to be true enough.

Yan Xiao: Then you can help me read it after I'm done?

Re: OK!

When he was immersed in some first drafts, Yan Xiao had the feeling of thinking about an essay for a long time when he was a child, word by word, to be just right, and return to a very simple state of mind.

Who says unrequited people are wasting their lives?

She felt that she couldn't feel more like being able to take a step forward for a goal and work hard to get better little by little.

Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

So the possibilities are endless.