Devil’s Warmth

[Girl in my heart, I always thought I hated her. Never said it, I just wanted to desperate and follow her home. ——Pei Chuan】

In the summer of 1996, several days after a hailstorm ended, Beiyao's fever also receded.

Before Zhao Zhilan sent her to kindergarten, she told him, "If you are uncomfortable or have a bellyache, raise your hand and tell Teacher Xiao Zhao that you know? Mom will pick you up from work."

Bei Yao nodded, and kissed Zhao Zhilan's face: "Goodbye mother."

She came into the classroom carrying a small cloth bag, and Xiao Zhao welcomed her warmly.

The kindergarten does not need to take any lessons, teach the children to count, and then play some games.

Today Bei Yao's hair is not tied up, her hair is soft and her hair is slightly yellow.

Teacher Xiao Wu taught the classmates to fold the plane.

Bei Yao looked around and found something wrong.

There seemed to be a child missing in the classroom. She knew the child, named Pei Chuan. Because she lived close, her mother would let her be called a little boy brother. Xiao Beiyao had a fever a few days ago and it was the day of hail. The child urinated his pants.

Bei Yao asked Xiang Tongtong, "Where's Brother Pei Chuan?"

Xiang Tongtong's chubby hand covered his mouth: "He's peeing, so dirty, we won't play with him anymore."

Bei Yao blinked his head crooked.

For four-year-olds, dropping out of school is a term that is too far away and complicated, and she can only find that there is one child missing from kindergarten.

However, other children did not think it was a matter of concern.

It's just that Bei Yao remembered the dark and silent eyes that day, like a little wolf. Zhao Zhilan worked in a garment factory and came over to pick up her daughter.

Back home, Bei Yao whispered, "Mom, Brother Pei Chuan is gone, kindergarten."

Her order was reversed, which made it difficult for Zhao Zhilan to understand. On the day of the hail, Pei Chuan wet his pants. No one picked him up that night and the child silently refused to go to the kindergarten the next day.

Zhao Zhilan's mind was a bit complicated. She touched her daughter's soft hair: "He won't come to kindergarten in the future."

"why?"

Zhao Zhilan said: "He was peeing in the classroom and was sad. The children would laugh at him and he would not go to kindergarten."

Beiyao Xinger's eyes were clear, and her cheeks murmured: "I'm also urinating." She said at the beginning of the year that she accidentally wet the bed and was beaten by Zhao Zhilan.

Can't she understand that she can't go to kindergarten anymore? But this is not intentional?

Zhao Zhilan was difficult to explain, and finally sighed softly: "Silly girl, you will understand when you grow up."

A child with a sense of precociousness will be especially ashamed.

That's a poor boy.

September season.

Pei Chuan, who no longer attended kindergarten, went to the preschool attached to Chaoyang Elementary School.

The number of students in the class is singular.

A group of five-year-olds set their eyes on the boys in blue-gray pants on the podium. Teacher Yu Qian patted Pei Chuan's thin shoulders and asked the children: "This is the new kid in our class. Is there any great child who would like to take care of him?"

Everyone looked at each other, and looking at the boy's empty trousers, none raised their hands.

Teacher Yu continued: "Good and brave children will have more red flowers at that time."

Upon hearing this, the children raised their hands one after another.

Pei Chuan looked out the window.

In the early autumn of September, the leaves were fresh and green. He obviously left the kindergarten, but the new environment did not seem to be good.

In the end, Teacher Yu picked a boy named Chen Gang among the children.

They sat together at the first table.

At first Chen Gang would talk to him enthusiastically, but Pei Chuan was always silent.

He was dazed when he was silent, sometimes looking at the swallows in the sky, sometimes looking at the text on the book. But one day, Chen Gang couldn't stand Pei Chuan's loneliness, and began to "colander" him.

The child of this age couldn't bear the loneliness, Chen Gang cried the next day, wailing to change his seat, and Xiaohonghua couldn't cope.

Pei Chuan kept his eyes down.

Teacher Yu Qian was a little embarrassed and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, shall we Pei Chuan make another new friend?"

Pei Chuan's table turned into a little girl called Xu Feifei.

Xu Feifei is also quiet, and most of the time, the two are relatively speechless.

Xu Feifei did not like Pei Chuan. She reluctantly sat over and found that Pei Chuan did not like others to move him. The five-year-old boy, with no expression on his face, stood still. He will not cross the border, but will show a colder and unkind expression when Xu Feifei crosses half the table.

However, there are also benefits, for example, Xu Feifei quietly used his eraser, the little boy just put up with it and did not speak.

One day Xu Feifei found a five-dollar note in Pei Chuan's desk.

five yuan! For Xu Feifei, she received only 50 cents in the New Year last year. Five dollars can buy a lot of things.

The wooden table in the preschool communicated with each other. She remembered the bubble gum and snacks in the kiosk, and suddenly held the paper money in her hand.

Pei Chuan turned to look at her.

Xu Feifei was terrified, Pei Chuan was silent for a while, then turned to continue to turn the book. Xu Feifei's heart was beating, and it took a while for him to calm down.

She suddenly discovered that the same table was cold and lonely, but very generous. He doesn't account for many things.

Over time, even a small child, Xu Feifei, was sensitive. It felt as if someone could accompany Pei Chuan, he could tolerate many things.

Xu Feifei also discovered a secret. Pei Chuan brought a drinking glass every day, but he drank no water. At school in the afternoon, Pei Chuan will pour the water into the pool and sit in his dad's car home.

Pei Chuan's family is quite rich, Xu Feifei thought. This year, there were too few people with motorcycles in City C. Walking on the streets and riding such cars would attract many people to watch.

Xu Feifei had smelled the sweet taste of the water poured from that cup, and must have added fruit juice or sugar, but Peichuan stopped bringing water in winter.

The following summer, Jiang Wenjuan began to prepare water for his son.

For more than half a year, Xu Feifei used Peichuan's countless pieces of eraser, took his neatly cut pencil, and occasionally candy and banknotes appeared in his bag.

Xu Feifei took the drinking glass from his wheelchair, unscrewed it, and drank.

Sure enough, it is a good juice! She couldn't help but lick the sweet and sour bottle mouth.

Pei Chuan, who has always been silent, suddenly came to grab the cup.

Xu Feifei froze. She subconsciously refused to return it to her. The water in the glass spilled and splashed her face.

The whole class came over, and then there was a constant laughter of "hahaha". Xu Feifei looks very ordinary, because her family is not good, she doesn't look good, and her dry and dry hair is loosely tied. She had a cold, her nose was red, and her nose was hanging. There is something dark in the mouth.

Juice splashed on her face and she was joked by her classmates. Xu Feifei cried on the spot and threw Pei Chuan's glass back angrily.

The cup smashed on the boy's knee, and the juice flowed over his leg, from the crotch to the stump.

Pei Chuan's face changed, shoving Xu Feifei. Xu Feifei did not expect that he was so strong that he did not stand firmly on the ground.

The laughter stopped abruptly in the class.

Someone sued the teacher, and Pei Chuan and Xu Feifei fought.

Teacher Zheng, another male teacher in the preschool class, said, "Children must live in peace and apologize to each other. You are still good friends. Pei Chuan, you are a little boy, and apologize to Feifei first."

In the summer of May, all his pants were sticky with juice. Pei Chuan was silent, gritted his teeth and said nothing. Teacher Zheng glanced at him unhappyly.

After that day, Pei Chuan didn't go to the same table.

When she was in elementary school, Pei Chuan was also sitting alone in the backlit corner.

Everyone was accustomed to his dumbfounding and lack of presence, and no one in the class would talk to him until Pei Chuan passed the first place.

Everyone was surprised.

The only failing class in the class was Chen Hu. Some people said, "You are neighbors, Chen Hu. You can't even win a test without a leg, you are too stupid."

Chen Hu blushed and sullenly said: "Pei Chuan his kindergarten urine pants!"

"seriously?"

Li Da also said, "Really! We all saw it." He also described it.

There was a laugh, and Pei Chuan no longer had the first halo.

He silently packed up his things and went home.

During the summer vacation, Pei Chuan met the little sister who lived opposite.

He looked down and saw her inadvertently.

The children in the community are playing games, which is very exciting. It is called "chasing electricity". The number of people is divided into two parts. The children of the "positive electricity group" are going to chase the "negative electricity group", and the child is eliminated after catching up.

The boys ran fast, because Bei Yao was too young to catch up, and was caught after being chased. So as soon as the children entered the game and ran away, she watched beside the small flower garden.

When facing Pei Chuan's eyes, those water grape-like eyes are clear and beautiful.

She was holding a small cake with a missing mouth, and her rosy mouth was a little creamy, but it was not dirty at all, and the little girl had a fair complexion and was slightly cute.

Xiao Bei Yao suddenly smiled at him.

After a while, the door of his house was knocked.

The voice outside the door also seemed to be stained with cream: "Brother Peichuan, open the door."

Bae Chuan didn't move.

She said, "I'll share half of your cake, let's play together."

Pei Chuan felt ironic.

Are these two people who have been abandoned forced to play together?

He didn't move and didn't plan to open her door. Although she ... is very cute, he understands that people in this world are like Xu Feifei, and no one will stay with a disabled person for no reason.

Xiao Beiyao didn't feel that she was slower than other children because she sat on the cold bench.

She said sweetly: "Today's Yaoyao birthday, happy to give you half."

Stupid, he thought.

He even viciously thought that girls were as selfish and hateful as Xu Feifei. In the hottest August, let her stand outside and learn a long lesson. Don't mess with him, he won't give her anything.

In the end, Pei Chuan still didn't open the door for Xiao Beiyao, and she bounced home at dusk, unconscious.

Jiang Wenjuan returned at night and said in surprise: "Xiaochuan, why is there a fruit candy at our door?"

Pei Chuan hesitated for a long time and did not speak.

Later, he gradually learned that Beiyao was not an abandoned child, and everyone liked her very much.

Beginning that year, she would come to send cake once every year for Bei Yao's birthday.

In fact, Pei Chuan knows that this is nothing special. She will send the children in the community, such as Chen Hu, Fang Minjun, and Li Da. One does not fall, it is just a routine ritual.

However, it is still different, only he will understand.

Fang Minjun would not give him the cake.

At the age of eight in the winter, a heavy snow fell in City C.

It was time to celebrate the New Year. Jiang Wenjuan was afraid that his son would be autistic and pushed him back to play with other children.

Pei Chuan felt resisted, and he knew they would refuse.

Who knew that Chen Hu rolled his eyes and agreed with a smile: "Then you can play with us."

Pei Chuan looked at them, her pupils were dark.

Jiang Wenjuan felt very happy: "Thank you, Xiaochuan. Have fun with the children. I have something to call my mother."

She went to the tea house not far away.

A group of children were playing with snow outside, and Pei Chuan was stiff. Even though he knew something was wrong, he felt a little eager inside.

This is Chinese New Year, and he also likes Chinese New Year. He does not want to watch TV alone in a wheelchair at home.

Chen Hu's cheeks were plump, and he fainted in two groups of plateau red.

He probed his head and found Aunt Jiang was absent, and the chicken thief smiled: "Pei Chuan, you can play with us. I will do whatever you want.

Pei Chuan frowned.

"See, we are playing snowball fights. Dispatch first, palms at the back, the same is a team. Then fight."

After all, it was a boy. Although Bae Chuan didn't speak, he agreed.

The boys looked at each other, and Chen Hu pulled Fang Minjun again and said something in her ear.

The dispatch came out soon.

All the palms of the children are out, only Pei Chuan has the back of his hands up.

The next moment, many snowballs hit him.

The children cheered, and the cold snowball exploded on him. Pei Chuan froze, his eyes faintly flooded. He gritted his teeth for a moment, trying to bury them all in the snow.

A little girl in a red cotton coat ran out of the building.

"Chen Hu—" She stretched the tone, and she seemed very soft. "What are you doing?"

"Snowball fight." Chen Hu said, "Bei Yao, will you come?"

Beiyao was a little angry: "Snow has fallen into his clothes and he is not allowed to hit him."

Chen Hu said, "If you don't come, just forget it. What can you do to help him? Do you want to stay with him?"

Han Xue met the boy's hot body temperature and melted into water.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, not hiding or blinking, with snowflakes on his eyelashes. Beiyao remembered her mother and said that Uncle Pei was a big hero and Pei Chuan was a little hero.

Little heroes sacrificed their bodies for the happiness of the people, and they should respect him at all times.

When the next snowball fell, she wore a thick, burly body and stood in front of Pei Chuan.

This year, the world is white, it has nothing to do with love, it is just a simple instinct.

She said, "You must not lose it, he will be cold."

She herself was most afraid of the cold. She used her own to save people. Brother Pei Chuan must be particularly cold now.

Chen Hu said angrily: "Hum Bei Yao, you traitor! Believe it or not, we will hit you too." After speaking, a threatening snowball smashed in the past and hit Bei Yao cotton pants.

Bei Yao hurried and threw one back: "You will hit me and I will fight back."

This is awful, many snowballs smashed at Bei Yao and Pei Chuan.

Although Bei Yao fought back, where was their opponent, she burst into tears and cried.

Fang Minjun said, "Don't make a noise, Bei Yao is crying."

The boys were panicking too, how terrible the girls were crying. And they don't hate Bei Yao. Although Min Min looks good, but Xiao Bei Yao is cute and obedient, they don't want to make her cry.

The children were afraid of being scolded, and they dispersed immediately.

Chen Hu said in a sullen voice, "Shame and shame, crying ghost, don't sue!"

The children dispersed and went elsewhere to play.

She wiped her face with her little hand and patted the snowflakes on herself. Xu Jiu Bei Yao turned her head, Pei Chuan was watching her.

His clothes were much wet, but his face was calm and abnormal, as if it was not him who was bullied.

She glanced at him and wiped away her tears.

He leaned over and patted the snowflake on his shoulder.

"Crybaby" had snowflakes on her long eyelashes, and she smelled of milk. She said, "Brother Peichuan, I'll call you mom, you go home soon."

Pei Chuan didn't say a word, holding her wrist and throwing her away, forbidden to touch herself.

You are with them.

The little girl blinked and was not angry and sad. She waved at him and went to Jiang Wenjuan.

When returning, Jiang Wenjuan took the girl's hand and came back to find her son.

In the snow and wind, she looked like a snow doll, with two small pink flower buds on her head, and Bei Yao did not cry anymore.

Jiang Wenjuan said, "Your chocolate is distributed to Yaoyao, Xiaochuan."

Pei Chuan gave a piece in silence, the little girl shook her head, and her teeth leaked when she spoke, softly: "No need, thank you Aunt Jiang, thank you Pei Chuan."

She ran home quickly.

Pei Chuan retracted her hand and clenched the piece of chocolate she didn't want.

Inexplicable.

When Pei Chuan was in the fourth grade, he learned that he could put a prosthesis.

In this era, the technology of artificial limbs is not perfect, but for boys who are nearly ten years old and early, Pei Chuan knows what this means.

It means that he can stand up, instead of sitting in a wheelchair, he can walk to school by himself, and the trouser tube will no longer be empty.

During the holiday with the good prosthesis, Pei Chuan had a little nervousness.

He has been too long and too long to remember what it feels like to walk.

However, he stood up and fell forward suddenly.

Jiang Wenjuan helped him: "Don't worry, let's take your time."

It hurts. It really hurts.

Each time the prosthesis and stump run in, it is like pressing the bones and flesh again.

He couldn't grasp the center of gravity, and he stood still.

Jiang Wenjuan had to let him practice by holding the railing.

Over and over, from early morning to dusk, he was a toddler, practicing hard and hopefully.

Jiang Wenjuan watched from a distance, covering her mouth, tears in her eyes.

Eventually, Pei Chuan was used to this kind of pain, and she gradually found her focus.

In the fourth grade, he straightened his back and, like a warrior in armor, clenched his fists and went to the classroom.

At that moment, the eyes of the students were amazing.

Pei Chuan heard them whispering, "Isn't his calf gone? How can he walk now?"

"It's amazing. What did he do?"

However, Pei Chuan had no friends in the class. Although the students were curious, they did not come to ask him.

Pei Chuan goes to school every day and will wait for them to finish and then walk back slowly.

After all, he learned to adapt, and his walking posture was still a little weird. If he walked fast, he would be particularly awkward.

Until Pei Chuan was stopped by Ding Wenxiang, Pei Chuan heard of Ding Wenxiang in sixth grade.

This bad student is thirteen years old this year and is in sixth grade.

It is said that when Ding Wenxiang was in the countryside when he was a child, a finger was cut off by the gate knife of the pig weed.

Ding Wenxiang wanted to know what the same broken thing looked like.

"Hold him down! Ono, dare to push me."

As the boys rushed up, it was raining in the October sky, and Pei Chuan's cheeks were pressed in the muddy water.

The younger students stood in distant horror and looked over.

Pei Chuan smelled the stench of the dirt, and the rain hit his hair and cheeks.

He struggled frantically: "Let me go, you let me go!"

However, he is not a teenager, how can he earn the **** of a few older children.

The sky is grey.

Ding Wenxiang took off his shoes and rolled up Pei Chuan's pants.

Prosthetic limbs are barely exposed in front of everyone, very rigid and false colors, and the soft skin of the human body can immediately see the difference.

The rain in October was really cold.

Pei Chuan half face was trembling in the muddy water.

Pei Chuan's pupils were dark, and there was silence inside.

He lifted his eyes slightly, and saw Bei Yao coming over in the distance.

She also grew up, and the little panda behind him flickered, holding hands with Xiang Tongtong.

The two girls didn't expect to see the scene in front of them, they both paused. Xiang Tongtong whispered, "That fake leg is so scary."

He was in the mud, his dark eyes looked at Bei Yao, and slowly fell silent.

Pei Chuan closed his eyes and he no longer struggled.

Far away, he couldn't see what Beya was looking at at that moment.

However, the heart was once soft and strange seeds, and still didn't know how to take root, and was strangled by the endless shame in the extreme cold.

I don't know how long, someone shouted: "Uncle Doorman is here!"

The 40-year-old uncle's guard shook his contraction stick and caught a few boys: "You bully students, don't leave today. Apologize for compensation and accept school punishment."

Uncle Doorman helped Pei Chuan and put him down.

The children took advantage of this effort and ran away. The door chased cleanly, and Pei Chuan looked at their back coldly, like watching a farce.

He looked around without anyone around.

She didn't know when she had left.

It was raining in the sky, and Pei Chuan was muddy on his face and expressionless.

After he walked for a long time, Xiang Tongtong quietly poked his head and looked at the low Beiyao. She said, "Yao Yao, I know you are upset, but everything happened. The guard comes to help. "

After a long time, Bei Yao said, "Well, don't mention this."

When she grows up, she also understands that people have self-esteem. After all, she is someone she knows. Pei Chuan certainly doesn't want her to see it.

Brother Pei Chuan can't even shout now.

Bei Yao was a little sad, but she was less than ten years old this year, and she was not deeply involved in the world. At this time, the mood at the end of her thoughts was just a bad past.

After that day, Pei Chuan refused to wear artificial limbs.

Jiang Wenjuan couldn't accept it: "We have spent more than half of our money on prosthetic limbs for you. Now you say you don't want to wear them, so you have to sit in a wheelchair forever!"

However, the boy was like a lone wolf forced into despair, his fingers squeezed white, and he never refused to compromise.

The prosthesis was finally locked in the box.

In Peichuan's sixth grade, two things happened. One thing was Ding Wenxiang of the second year, who was cut off with his hands by people in the underworld.

The class was so busy that Pei Chuan coldly hooked his lips.

Two years have passed since the beginning of the incident, and no one would have thought that this incident would be related to a sixth grade boy.

After a few days, maybe it was his retribution for bad things, and Pei Haobin and Jiang Wenjuan divorced.

At first, the two couples who were envious of others, the divorce turned out to be silent.

Seemingly peaceful, it seems to contain countless storms.

Jiang Wenjuan left their lives silently.

Pei Chuan was the last to know. He pushed his wheelchair to find his mother. Pei Haobin was hysterical for the first time: "Where do you want to find her? She now has a new home and a man! Can you find it back? Do you think she wants to see I still want to see you! "

April is obviously spring, but Pei Chuan feels endless cold.

Pei Haobin slowed down and wiped his face for a while. "Sorry, Dad shouldn't say such things."

"It doesn't matter." Pei Chuan lowered his eyelids and returned to the room for a long time.

During the Qingming Festival, Pei Haobin did not come to pick up Pei Chuan, and Jiang Wenjuan also left Pei Chuan's life.

A heavy rain suddenly came, and all the children were either sent umbrellas in advance or picked up home.

Pei Chuan looked at the rain curtain and remembered the hailstone as a child. The children were all picked up by the parents. He was unwilling to leave and waited resolutely for his mother. In the end, the teacher had to helplessly accompany him for a night in the kindergarten.

It seems that from the beginning, to later, nothing has changed and people have grown up.

Integrity, kindness, and generosity bring no luck or change. He was driving a wheelchair with a hatred that ripped the sky.

Over the fifth grade, a little figure ran over in the rain.

When Pei Chuan looked up at her coldly.

Bei Yao raised his umbrella and held it above his head.

Under the sky, she only has an umbrella.

The thunder roared, and at that time, Bei Yao could not see his expression clearly.

She looked anxiously at the bad weather, her little shoulders getting wet.

If this person is not the little brother of her neighbor's house, if his parents do not divorce at this time, Beiyao will not run over. After all, no one likes hot face stickers, but she and he are not yet familiar.

From childhood to now, Pei Chuan has not treated her well. He doesn't like himself. In order to avoid embarrassment, Bei Yao generally doesn't deal with him.

However, for so many years, the first impression of Pei Chuan was that of his mother. This is a little hero who has exchanged countless families and beauty with a pair of legs.

Heroes should not be abandoned by the world, they should be respected. But everyone seems to have forgotten his loss.

She was holding the little boy under the umbrella: "Let's go home, Pei Chuan."