Light spot

In the afternoon, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the not-too-glare sunlight came in and fell on the blanket on Lin Zhi's legs.

In such a suitable temperature, it seemed to be a very pleasant afternoon. Lin Zhi sat on the wheelchair with his eyelashes half drooping, but he couldn't feel sleepy.

He looked out the window boredly. In the early spring, workers had just planted a few new trees on the wide lawn in the back yard of his home.

This can be regarded as the only new thing recently, and the forest pheasant's eyes fell on the green leaves emerging from the twigs.

And as his eyes moved, Lin Zhi quickly found a ball docked under a tree.

Somewhat dirty, out of place with the landscaping designed by an overpriced landscaper, and the tidy back yard that has been cleaned by the laborers.

"What is that?" Lin Zhi asked softly with a dull expression.

The maid behind him heard it, and quickly followed his line of sight. Of course, she understood that it was not that the young master Lin in the wheelchair could not recognize that it was a ball. It was just that such an old and dirty ball, how could it suddenly Appeared on the lawn of the Lin family's courtyard villa.

This may be the worker's dereliction of duty. It is impossible for the Lin family to allow the worker to go to work and bring their children.

Just as the maid behind Lin Zhi hesitated to speak, a little boy poked his head in through the antique stone arch round door built in the courtyard.

The boy looked about the same age as the forest pheasant, his skin was a bit darker, his eyes were black and bright, he seemed to have never been here before, and his movements were very cautious, as if he was afraid that he would hurt the newly repaired Lawn as well.

When he walked slowly to the tree where a ball was parked, he bent down and picked it up.

When the maid saw this child at this time, she seemed relieved, and she explained: "This is the child of the driver's family, sir. He was just brought back to the Lin family last month. He is now Wu My aunt is taking care of her, so she usually doesn’t come to the front yard.”

sir driver?

Lin Zhi tilted his head and looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in his field of vision again.

Lin Zhi seemed to have a little impression that three months ago his father Lin Qin gave birth to a relatively serious car accident, but Lin Qinsheng could only be regarded as suffering some minor wounds.

The driver who was driving for him in front of him lost his life in the accident.

That was the driver who had served Lin Qinsheng of the Lin family for many years. He heard that when he was dying, he grabbed Lin Qinsheng's cuff and said that he didn't want any compensation, but only wanted to take care of his only son for him.

The poor driver still doesn't even have a name in the Lin family's population. He used to be Mr. Driver, and now his only remaining son is also Mr. Driver's child in the mouth of the servant who takes care of Lin's pheasant.

The Lin family's detached courtyard villa is very large, with a front yard and a back yard.

The back yard is not much smaller than the front yard. Such a wide green lawn is really a good place to play football. There are even newly planted trees to increase the difficulty of the game and provide some fresh challenges.

This rashly intruded new scene is obviously very much to his liking.

Under the cover of some trees, he didn't notice the cold and scrutinizing sight of the pheasant watching him from the French window at the end of the courtyard.

The ball rolled nimbly under his feet, hit the trees, rolled over the lawn, reached the rockery fountain landscape, and finally rolled all the way to the end of the courtyard.

Now the boy finally saw the forest pheasant sitting in a wheelchair in front of the French window.

It's time for Lin Zhi's home teacher to review and teach him new knowledge, but Lin Zhi has not let the servant push him to the upstairs study, his teacher should have been waiting there for a while It's time.

The forest pheasant should bask in the sun for a while in the afternoon, then go to study in the study, come down from upstairs when the sun goes down, and then sit alone at the long table in the living room and eat a bland nutritious meal.

This is the life trajectory of Lin Pheasant that has lasted for nearly two years, monotonous and repetitive, lifeless.

Since he couldn't stand up, the time that was already very long for Lin Zhi was infinitely lengthened.

Bask in the sun in the afternoon on a sunny day, and watch the rain fall in the afternoon on a rainy day.

But the relaxation time in the afternoon is only before three o'clock in the afternoon.

It was almost 03:30 now, and Lin Zhi watched the boy play football intently, and watched the dirty ball stop in front of the clean and bright floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lin Zhi's casual gaze met the boy's somewhat surprised gaze.

Amber pupils contrast black and white.

Lin Zhi's thoughts diverged, so it turned out that today is the weekend, so the boy outside the French window does not have to go to class.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lin Zhi was a bit shorter than the other party, but he showed a condescending attitude of looking down from top to bottom.

He looked healthy and strong, with a little baby fat on his cheeks, and the soft black hair on his forehead was wet with the sweat from playing football and running.

It seems that because of the strenuous exercise just now, his lips are slightly parted, and he is a little panting.

They seem to be the same age, but they are completely different from the forest pheasant.

Healthy, fresh and full of vitality, it is different from the lifeless forest pheasant sitting in a wheelchair.

Lin Zhi's eyes fell back to the boy's feet, the dirty ball.

Then Lin Zhi's thoughts and vision were interrupted.

The boy picked up the ball, hugged the ball in a panic and left as if he was running away.

That gesture looked as if the pheasant would snatch some treasure in his arms.

Lin Zhi raised his eyelashes again to see his figure disappearing into the back courtyard.

Day after day, Lin Pheasant's long-lasting life trajectory was disrupted by watching a simple football game.

He had a thoughtful look on his face, and his eyes showed waves like a stone falling into a lake.

He looked at the stone arched gate in the back courtyard, where the boy's figure disappeared.

What are you running for, Lin Pheasant thought, am I scary, do I look like a monster with a blue face and fangs.

The maid hesitated to speak again and again, but finally couldn't help but reminded: "Master Lin, it's time, we should go upstairs."

Lin Zhi raised his hand and pressed it on the armrest of the wheelchair that the maid was going to push. He said softly, "Today is the weekend. I want to rest. Oh, yes, tomorrow too."

Such an excellent playing field, after the boy had experienced it once, he still risked meeting the forest pheasant again, and came again on the weekend of the second week.

When he ran into Lin's pheasant again, Lin's pheasant's expression became very soft, he raised the corners of his mouth towards the boy, and waved to him through the French windows.

The boy's wariness was gradually lowered, and Lin Zhi seemed to want to be friends with him.

He was a little embarrassed, after all, Aunt Wu who was taking care of him had repeatedly told him not to come in front of the Lord's house, and never to walk around the front yard without authorization.

But the pheasant looked so pitiful.

He couldn't move, he was sitting in a wheelchair, he looked thin, and he looked very lonely looking at himself in front of the glass window.

Lin Zhi didn't miss the sympathy in the boy's eyes when he looked at him.

A boy of the same age, Lin Zhi took the initiative to send out a kind invitation, and became friends very quickly.

Lin Zhi began to know that the child of their driver's family could not speak.

It's funny, he was a dumb man showing sympathy for his crippled eyes.

Lin Zhi found that his clothes were often dirty. Did he go to a special school or an ordinary school? He couldn't speak in a single-parent family and his father died. Oh, what a perfect example of sandbags.

He should be bullied a lot at school.

I don't have any friends, and I can play football alone for a long time, so when I saw Lin Zhi, he was also wary of his peers because he had been bullied for a long time, and ran away in a panic because of distrust.

But Lin Pheasant is a cripple who cannot stand up, perhaps because of this, he gradually trusts and accepts Lin Pheasant.

He probably felt in his heart that they were a kind of poor people.

So when his fellow poor man, Lin Zhi, wanted to play with his most precious ball, even though he was very reluctant, he let him go to Lin Zhi.

He didn't even understand why Lin Zhi couldn't stand up and wanted to borrow his ball.

On that evening when it was approaching summer, he left the back courtyard of the villa with three steps.

Lin Pheasant, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the courtyard, watched him leave, holding the mottled leather ball in his white and well-proportioned hands on his lap.

They agreed that on this Monday night, Lin's pheasant would put the ball under the third tree from the bottom by the wall on the left side of the back yard.

That night the boy arrived as promised, and saw the ball with a long slit cut under the third tree against the wall on the left.

He finally understood what Lin Zhi, who couldn't stand up, wanted his ball for, and he also understood that he didn't really want to be friends with him. Lin Zhi couldn't stand up to see him running around in front of him, maybe he felt that he was stimulating he.

He is taking revenge on himself.