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At four o'clock in the afternoon, the surf pool opened on time. Ke Yici and Wen Ling stood in the shallow water area. The water temperature was slightly cool, the sun was hot, and the hot and cold balance formed a perfect balance.Wen Ling has excellent water skills, and he swims around Ke Yici. His skin is white and the water is intertwined, like a fresh mermaid.

Ke Yici was much clumsier, which was why the two were still in the shallow water. Wen Ling put the swimming ring around Ke Yici's waist, and pulled the swimming ring to swim towards the 1.8-meter deep water area.

"It would be better if the swimming ring was not in the shape of a little yellow duck." Ke Yici said.

Wen Ling stretched out her hands from the water and gestured [The little yellow duck is cute. 】With a splash, the mermaid came out of the bath, Wen Ling put her arms on the swimming ring, her eyes were crooked, and her smile was bright.Ke Yici stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Ling's cheek, and said, "The waves are coming soon, you hold on to me, and I hold on to the swimming ring."

Standing on the platform above the wave machine, the host responsible for the active atmosphere held the microphone and shouted loudly: "Friends in the pool, let me see your hands! Let's have a big wave of three meters, please come with me Count down, five, four..."

"Three!" The crowd responded enthusiastically.

"two!"

Ke Yici followed the crowd and shouted: "One!"

The tide rising from the deep water area closest to the wave machine pushed up the crowd. Wen Ling pinched his nose with one hand and interlocked with Ke Yici with the other.After waiting for a while, the two of them were pushed to the shore together by the huge waves. The instant impact caused the people around to scream incessantly. Ke Yici held onto Wen Ling tightly for fear of being washed away by the tide.

As the big wave passed, Ke Yici coughed and stood up, Wen Ling shook the water off his head, and gestured excitedly 【Do it again! 】

So the two stayed in the wave pool until after five o'clock when the sun was setting, and then they walked out of the pool and walked towards the locker room contentedly.

After simply taking a shower, wiping his hair clean, and changing into regular clothes, Ke Yici packed Wen Ling's backpack after busy work.The two walked out of the paradise side by side, and Ke Yici said, "I'll send you home, and I'll go to Tianjin Station to catch the train."

Wen Ling looked at Ke Yici, his bright black eyes contained starlight, and he gestured [See you next Saturday. 】

"Necessary." Ke Yici said, he started the car, "Send me WeChat anytime."

Wen Ling took out her phone, found Ke Yici's chat box, put it on top, and typed another sentence to send.

Ke Yici asked, "What did you send me?"

It was inconvenient to read sign language while driving, so Wen Ling cleared her throat and said, "Get in the car and watch."

"OK." Ke Yici said. He glanced at the rearview mirror and changed to the turning lane on the right. "Let's discuss it. If it is less than four words, you can speak it. If it is more than four words, use sign language."

Wen Ling's fingers were twisted together. No one forced him to speak before, coupled with his parents' over-accommodating, and he himself was not a very talkative child. The aphasia caused by childhood trauma has hardly undergone a complete rehabilitation process.Chu Zhesong's heartless outspokenness can always arouse Wen Ling's sensitive and delicate nerves, making him feel that speaking is unnecessary.

"I," Wen Ling stammered, "try."

"I like to hear Xiao Yu talk." Ke Yici said, he turned the steering wheel into the community, found the door of Grandpa Wen Ling's unit, stepped on the brake, and stopped firmly on the side of the road. He stretched out his right little finger, " We hook."

Wen Ling stretched out his hand, hooked his little fingers together, and said, "Ah, hook."

"Pull the Gou." Ke Yici opened his mouth wide, "Let——pull, roll up your tongue and let it go, follow me."

"Let—" Wen Ling imitated Ke Yici's movements, "Pull—hook."

"Awesome." Ke Yici unbuckled his seat belt, reached out to the back seat, picked up his backpack and handed it to Wen Ling, "See you next week, contact me on WeChat if you have anything to do, and send me a message if you have anything to do."

Wen Ling nodded.

"Say, okay." Ke Yici said.

"Okay." Wen Ling replied obediently.

Ke Yici patted Wen Ling's arm, watching Wen Ling reluctantly stepping into the corridor with his bag on his back, his heart was suddenly empty and there was nowhere to go.Thinking of the message Wen Ling sent him on the way, he fumbled his phone to check WeChat, [Xiao Yu: Thank you for taking me to play in the water, next week I want to treat you to a movie, please tell me what kind of story you want to see, I will go look for it. 】

Ke Yici covered his chest, as if the skin of his heart was touched by the tip of a feather, but this feather was sincere and polite, which made him not know what to do.Every minute he spends with Wen Ling, Ke Yici wonders what kind of family and experience can raise such a gentle soul.

Wen Ling stood in front of the anti-theft door and knocked on the door. The door slowly opened, revealing a grandpa's kind smile: "Xiaoyu is back? I heard from Xiaoxue that you went to play with your friends. What are you doing?"

Wen Ling gestured [Let's go to the water park to play on the slides. 】

"The slide is good. You also liked to play on the slide when you were a child." Grandpa turned sideways and let Wen Ling step into the entrance. "I remember when you were a child, your grandma and I took you to the park. You didn't feel tired climbing up and down all afternoon. Play it many times."

Wen Ling put down her backpack, put on her slippers, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Sister—where?"

"Ah?" Grandpa was stunned for a moment, "Xiao Xue, she hasn't come back yet." The old man narrowed his eyes and asked curiously, "Why did Xiao Yu suddenly speak?"

"Think, try it." Wen Ling said, "Not good, does it sound good?"

"It sounds good." Grandpa wiped his eyes, "Oh, I'm getting old, trachoma." He pushed Wen Ling to sit on the sofa, and gave his grandson an orange, "Have you had dinner? When your grandma and sister come back, let's eat Ribs."

"Okay." Wen Ling lowered his head and broke off half of the orange, then reached out to his grandfather, "You eat."

"Thank you Xiaoyu." Wen Xiquan said happily. He is nearly [-] years old, and his life has been smooth and smooth, free from illness and disaster.Just when he thought his life would pass like this, the bad news came that his little grandson was trafficked and forcibly taken away by a gangster in the community.During the six months of Wen Ling's disappearance, the family was anxious, frowning, and unable to sleep or eat. Fortunately, with the help of the police, Wen Ling was found. However, Wen Ling lost the ability to speak at this time.

The doctor diagnosed psychogenic aphasia caused by excessive stress and traumatic brain injury. Her hearing and reading and writing skills were normal. It may be the loss of expressive ability caused by damage to the motor center of the brain. Although she can pronounce but not form language.

This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for the stable and happy life of the Wen family. Grandpa Wen Xiquan and father Wen Deze traveled all over the children's hospitals in Tianjin and Beijing, but they got only one answer, continuous rehabilitation training.

After decades of guidance and rehabilitation, Wen Ling was finally able to speak one or two accurate words. There were still problems with intonation and sentence punctuation, but it was much better than when he was a child.The inability to speak has brought great obstacles to Wen Ling's social interaction. Few people can understand sign language. Wen Ling carries a tablet with him to write or type to communicate.In order not to cause trouble for others, Wen Ling tried to simplify his expression as much as possible to reduce the waiting time for others. The simplified words and sentences were not modified by adjectives, which made them look cold and distant. No one dared to talk to Wen Ling.

Wen Ling was a warm and kind child. Grandpa knew it, father, mother and sister knew it, and who else knew it except the family?

So Wen Ling cherishes Ke Yici, this hard-won friend, but Ke Yici only accompanied him during the summer vacation three years ago. He clearly agreed to meet each other during the summer vacation, but Ke Yici never heard from him again. Ling was confused and blamed himself.

Did Ke Yici feel uncomfortable with his own expression?

Or is it too much trouble to communicate with him?

Or is it because Chu Zhesong scolded him for his shortcomings, withdrawn and stubborn?

Wen Ling didn't know the reason, so he could only stay behind the checkout counter of the small shop every summer vacation. Ke Yici didn't abide by the agreement, but he always had to abide by it.

"I'm back." Wen Ruixue and grandma stepped into the entrance one after the other. They put vegetables and fruits on the dining table. Wen Ruixue saw Wen Ling and said, "Brother, you are back too."

"I just got home." Wen Ling said.

"Wow, so fast." Wen Ruixue noticed Wen Ling's unusual behavior, and she deliberately ignored it, and didn't say it out loud to make Wen Ling shy, "How did you go to the water park?"

"Fun." Wen Ling said, "Happy."

"Just be happy." Wen Ruixue put on her slippers, and she kept talking to Wen Ling, encouraging Wen Ling to say a few more words, "What did you have for lunch?"

"Yellow - stewed chicken." Wen Ling said.

Grandma smiled and watched the brothers and sisters ask and answer. She opened the plastic bag, took out a bag of mangosteen and handed it to Wen Ruixue: "Watching TV while eating, I will cook."

"I'll help grandma cook." Wen Ruixue handed the mangosteen to Wen Ling, "Eat it, brother."