Euthanasia

There are only three archery halls in the whole city, and Liu Zhiwei went to the nearest one.

When he pushed Jon in, the front desk staff's eyes fell on Jon almost immediately.One is because he is a foreigner, and the other is because he is a disabled person.These two points make Jon stand out wherever he goes.Liu Zhiwei stepped in front of Jon, blocked the counter staff's view and said, "Two adults."

"How much time?"

Liu Zhiwei glanced back at Jon, asking for his opinion.

"Two hours," Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei doubted whether Jon could play for that long, but he still turned around and said to the staff, "Two hours."

The staff registered Liu Zhiwei's name and asked Liu Zhiwei to follow him.

When Liu Zhiwei pushed Jon into the archery field, almost everyone glanced here.

Even Liu Zhiwei, who is used to the camera and the onlookers, feels uncomfortable with such eyes.This is the first time that Liu Zhiwei has experienced the attention of the disabled.

That kind of gaze carries the repulsion, curiosity, disgust and vigilance of seeing rare things.Even though Jon's appearance is so handsome that people can ignore his disability, but after his appearance, people immediately pay attention to his wheelchair.

Liu Zhiwei didn't like that feeling very much.

Jon said: "I'll do it myself." He asked Liu Zhiwei to let go of the hand that pushed his wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair himself, and walked to a venue under the instructions of the instructor.

On the left of Jon is Liu Zhiwei, and the stranger on the right looked at Jon for a long time with the kind of eyes that Liu Zhiwei didn't like very much.

Liu Zhiwei suddenly understood why Jon didn't like others to help.Jon has always been a strong person, and under such eyes, he is even more reluctant to let others see his weak and restricted side.

His image has always been tall and tall, not a skinny wretch in a wheelchair.

Liu Zhiwei said to Jon: "Let's change positions, I don't like leaning against the wall."

Liu Zhiwei's left is a wall, and no one can stand on his left. After he switched places with Jon as if nothing had happened, the man on the right continued to stare embarrassedly.

The instructor handed the two sets of equipment to Liu Zhiwei and Qiao En, and patiently buckled them on respectively, and said a lot of precautions.The instructor got stuck when it came to Jon.

The instructors here are not very old, and many of them are amateurs who come to work part-time, and their language skills are not strong.

Liu Zhiwei told Jon those tedious precautions.After speaking, Liu Zhiwei suddenly realized in the eyes of the instructor that his language ability was also very weak, and he did not know when he became so fluent.

"This gauntlet is too small." Jon fiddled with the buckled gauntlet on his hand and frowned.

Liu Zhiwei turned around and asked the instructor for a big one, and put it on for Jon himself.

Jon looked at it for a long time, although his eyebrows were always frowning, he finally didn't say anything disgusting.

Archery is shot in waves, in order to prevent the arrow receiving personnel from being accidentally injured when collecting arrows.Just as Jon and Liu Zhiwei put on their equipment and put the arrow brackets on the bow, they heard the command for the next round of archery.

Liu Zhiwei drew the bow skillfully. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jon adjust the position of the wheelchair and also drew the bow.Liu Zhiwei was a little surprised, thinking about Jon's appearance, it seems that it really looks like that.In this way, he can't be weaker than him.

Liu Zhiwei's eyes and hands were three points and one line, and he let go of his hand suddenly!

The arrow flew out like lightning, and instantly hit the golden bullseye!

Liu Zhiwei proudly turned his head to look at Jon.Jon seemed to be still adjusting his posture. After adjusting for a long time, he finally let go of his hand at the end of this round.

The arrow shot out with a very fast speed and astonishing force, and then with a bang, it plunged into the wall outside the target.

Both Liu Zhiwei and Jon were frozen and motionless.

"puff."

"To shut up."

Liu Zhiwei silently covered his mouth.

Jon adjusted his posture and equipment for another half day.His ability to learn is fast, and his posture and expression are decent. If he didn't hit the target with an arrow, just looking at his posture is enough to make people think that he is a world archery player.

After shooting ten shots, Liu Zhiwei couldn't bear it any longer. He tapped the center of the bow and said, "Try to align this with the arrow and the bull's-eye... Also, don't use so much strength. If you can't hold the bow Will shake."

Jon's head tilted slightly, and then an arrow shot out.

"Good Shoot!" Liu Zhiwei yelled violently, swinging his fist faster than Jon.The arrow tremblingly inserted into the edge of the target, exactly 1 ring.

Jon froze for a moment, then looked at Liu Zhiwei in a daze.

Liu Zhiwei said excitedly: "Based on this feeling, there is still a deviation between the eyes and the arrow. Control this deviation and hold it firmly. Don't let it go here...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Who's watching you?" Jon turned his head, reloaded the arrow without saying a word, and drew the bow.

Liu Zhiwei watched in a daze as Jon drew his bow. This arrow was still on the white circle like the previous one, but it was already in the 2nd circle.

Liu Zhiwei waved his fist vigorously again.

Gradually, Jon's arrow no longer missed the target, and was getting closer and closer to the target.His progress was a bit astonishing, and the people who collected the arrows looked at Jon several times in surprise.

After more than an hour, Liu Zhiwei stared at the arrow that hit the bull's-eye on the target, and took a sip of water in a daze.

"You... haven't shot arrows before..." Liu Zhiwei strongly suspected that the first dozen arrows that missed the target were Jon's jokes.

"I haven't shot it before," Jon raised his eyebrows, "I've only used a gun."

Liu Zhiwei: "...Guns are banned in China."

Jon: "I know."

Liu Zhiwei: "Remind you again."

Jon: "..."

When the two hours were up, the staff came to collect the bow.Liu Zhiwei was a little bit unsatisfied, but Jon readily handed over the equipment to the staff.Liu Zhiwei looked into his eyes and asked subconsciously, "Where else do you want to go?"

"Eat." Jon said confidently.

Qiao Chihuo has an extraordinary enthusiasm for Chinese food.

Jon has cooked all the ordinary dishes that Liu Zhiwei can cook, and Jon is very picky about how he cooks.Although he will try everything, but after trying, he will tell Liu Zhiwei which one he likes better, and describe what he doesn't like as a pile of shit.

After thinking about it, Liu Zhiwei took Jon into the crab pot.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Jon began to swallow his saliva, but he still said firmly, "Don't eat something bad."

"You'll like it." Anyway, Liu Zhengwei has cooked for Jon for so long, and he knows Jon's taste like the back of his hand.

Jon saw Liu Zhiwei scribbled on the menu, and his eyes were fixed on the pot just served next door.The wafting fragrance almost formed several small hooks, hooking the tip of his nose.

Jon wondered why he had never seen anything like this in America, and Zeo said it was a crab, but he never knew crabs could be eaten like this.

"Is there poppy in it?" Jon said, staring at the menu.

"What?" Liu Zhiwei thought he heard it wrong.

"Why is it so fragrant?"

Liu Zhiwei: "..." This is a weird way of complimenting.

As soon as their pot was served, Jon couldn't contain his saliva.He controlled his hand and glanced at Liu Zhiwei who was staring at him.

A few seconds later he asked: "... how to eat?"

Liu Zhiwei was overjoyed, and conveniently picked up two crab legs for Jon: "Eat it with your mouth!"

Liu Zhiwei ignored Jon and started eating by himself.While sneaking a glance at Liu Zhiwei, Jon eagerly stuffed the tender and juicy crab meat into his mouth.Then he said seriously to Lau Chi Wai: "Zeo."

"Ok?"

"If there was a store like this in America, I probably wouldn't be euthanized."

Liu Zhiwei: "..." Is it so hasty? !

Jon stopped talking nonsense.His chopsticks are already used very fluently, and he can almost turn a pen like Liu Zhiwei.He scooped a large bowl into his bowl with a big spoon, and greedily put all the tofu into his bowl.

Liu Zhiwei: "...there's no more room."

Jon ate two at once, and picked up two more.

Liu Zhiwei simply slowed down and observed Jon secretly.Looking at Jon from this state, the other party looks like a normal person with no physical problems.He had beautiful eyes and hair, a chiseled face, knuckles, perfectly shaped hands, a good appetite, and a boyishness that few grown-ups expressed quite bluntly.

Liu Zhiwei couldn't help laughing when he saw the other party eating in a bit of embarrassment.

Jon paused for a moment, then raised his head to look at him, and Liu Zhiwei quickly lowered his head and pretended to be looking at his phone.

Jon said: "I don't like that one of the biggest flaws of your generation is actually looking at your phone on a date."

Liu Zhiwei's hands trembled, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "...A date?"

"It's not what you understand." Jon stopped Liu Zhiwei's divergent thinking in time, "It just means, make an appointment-date-date...forget it."

Jon buried his head and continued to eat crabs.He gnawed until his mouth was full of oil.

Liu Zhiwei: "..."

A pot of crab meat stew was scraped by Jon, leaving only the soup that could not be stuffed into his stomach. Jon was so full of stomach, he still insisted on maintaining his etiquette, wiped his mouth with a tissue and said: " Pack."

Liu Zhiwei: "..." Wake up, there is only soup left!

When the two walked out of the store, Jon was still stretching his body, trying to digest the food in his stomach through exercise. Liu Zhiwei rolled his eyes in a direction he couldn't see and said, "Don't work so hard, I'll bring you here next time... "

Jon turned around suddenly: "Can I eat this for three meals?"

Liu Zhiwei: "...I'm going to check now to see if this store adds poppies to its food."

Liu Zhiwei wanted to take a taxi back, but Jon rejected his proposal, claiming that he needed to take a walk after dinner, but Liu Zhiwei was the only one taking a walk.But in the end, Liu Zhiwei followed what Jon said and slowly walked towards the hospital with his wheelchair.

"There are really a lot of Chinese people." Jon said looking at the vehicles and crowds on the street in the evening rush hour.

"En." Liu Zhiwei responded.

"Are all Chinese people like you?" Jon asked again.

"What kind of thing?" Liu Zhiwei froze for a moment, then smiled, "There are probably not many people as worthless as me."

"Can cook, likes to be nosy, very sensitive, innocent like a child..."

Liu Zhiwei was expressionless: "I think you are more like a child."

Jon didn't speak again.Liu Zhiwei asked Jon out of the idea of ​​reciprocity: "Are all Americans like you?"

"What?"

"High style, likes to be sarcastic, has a lot of sexual experience, and knows how to use a gun."

"Not everyone uses a gun," Jon said. "Only a part of the general population who apply for a license owns a gun. In addition, I am proficient with a gun because I have served in the army."

"Army?" Liu Zhiwei looked at Jon in surprise, "Didn't you just..." Liu Zhiwei stopped abruptly.

Jon didn't pay attention to Liu Zhiwei's mistake at all.He raised his eyebrows and said, "Air Force, I also used jet fighters to draw a dick in the sky during the presidential ceremony."