Chao Simuan

After Eleven left, Wei Hui got up and changed into her pajamas. When she lowered her head and saw the scar on her chest, she pushed aside the gauze skirt. The ugly scar that was originally covered by the light could not be hidden under the light. It was clearly seen, together, Two words, the child's question rang in Wei Hui's ears: Does it hurt?

Does it hurt?

Wei Hui buttoned up her pajamas, had surgery many times, and suffered from many attacks. At the beginning, the fear and pain of illness gradually turned into numbness. Now she doesn't feel any pain at all.

She touched her chest with her hands, and saw the doll on the bedside, which was still wrapped in a packaging bag. She walked over, put the doll on the ground aside, closed her eyes and prepared to rest, but the child's sincere gaze kept appearing in front of her eyes. Wei Hui sat up again, took the doll in his hand from the ground, and opened the packing bag.

The doll is not big, just right to hold in my arms, light gray, with a piece of paper falling from the packaging bag, Wei Hui lowered his head to pick up the piece of paper, and saw a few words crookedly written on it: Happy birthday to Miss San .

The handwriting was not delicate and beautiful, it was crumbling, like it was written by a primary school student, and the handwriting was pasted on a beautiful card, which was out of place. Wei Hui held the card and raised the corners of her lips slightly. She opened the bedside table, put the card in it, and turned her head to look at it. The doll, the dog's eyes were black, as if the child was staring at her, Wei Huang wasn't that decisive after all, she still put the doll in the back of the bed and turned over to rest.

At night, she was woken up by the wind, the wind was blowing outside the window, and the window was knocked loudly. I don’t know if it was because she didn’t drink milk at night. She didn’t sleep well. After being woken up twice, she got up and put on Clothes, standing in front of the window, the street lamp downstairs was emitting a dim yellow light, the angle of the rain was very obvious, and it fell straight on the ground, making ripples and circles. After watching for a few minutes, she saw a rainwater downstairs. familiar figure.

The person was wearing a loose sportswear, light blue in color, and had a thin figure. She was standing in the rain with an umbrella and was walking quickly. Wrapped up slightly, isn't that eleven?

What is the kid doing out at night?Still in such a rainy day?

She stared at the slender figure for a few seconds, turned and went downstairs, took a black umbrella from the door, and when she reached the gate, she was no longer visible.

"Where is the person?" Her cold voice cut through the darkness, and the security guard in front of her pointed to the path not far away: "Miss Eleven has gone there."

"I will accompany you..."

Wei Hui interrupted coldly: "No need."

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the gate and walked forward in the direction pointed by the security guard. There were few people on this path. At this moment in the middle of the night, it was rainy and windy, making it even more empty. She walked forward a few steps, and the surroundings were dark. Absorbing the bright light, this path has no street lights, and the light from her mobile phone's searchlight is not far away.

After walking for about a few minutes, but did not see that slender figure, Wei Hui couldn't help shouting: "Eleven?"

No one responded, only the crackling sound of rainwater pouring on the black umbrella, which was clear and crisp. Wei Hui held the umbrella and walked a few steps forward. When he was about to turn around and go back, he saw a bright light coming from under the tree not far away. He came, she took a closer look, that person was either Shi Shi or someone else.

She squatted on the ground holding the umbrella, with her back to herself, Wei Hui frowned even tighter, she walked a few steps over, stood behind her, and called, "Eleven."

The person whose name was called by her exclaimed and almost jumped up!

Wei Hui was impatient and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Her voice is so unique, and her voice is so clear, she heard it within a few seconds of the eleventh pause. She couldn't believe it when she turned around, and she saw Wei Huang standing behind her with an umbrella. His entire face was hidden under the black umbrella, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, but hearing the voice, he was not very happy.

Eleven didn't know why Wei Hui came out, but she still replied honestly: "I'm coming out, I have something to do."

Wei Hui looked at her fixedly: "What's the matter?"

Eleven moved a little away, and Wei Hui saw that she was holding a dog in her arms. It wasn't too small, but it was covered by an umbrella and her figure just now, so he didn't see it. Looking at her, Wei Hui paused for breath: "Where did you come from?"

Eleven shook his head: "I don't know, I picked it up on the road."

After she finished speaking, she bit her lip, still hugging the dog with both hands, refusing to let go: "I wanted to ask you tonight, can I take it back..."

Before Eleven finished speaking, Wei Hui suddenly remembered that the gift she gave him was also a fluffy dog ​​doll. It turned out that it was because of this, Wei Hui's face tightened, and he asked, "What do you think?"

Don't think about it, when you hear this, you will know that Wei Hui definitely doesn't like it. Her head is drooping, her shoulders are slumped, and her chest is already dirty from hugging the dog, and the rain is pouring down, and her clothes are sticky on her body Eleven knows how embarrassed he is now, just as embarrassed as Twelve.

Wei Hui turned around impatiently: "Go home."

A pair of small hands timidly grabbed the hem of her nightgown. Wei Hui lowered his head and saw Eleven's eyes sparkling. She returned the umbrella to the dog to cover her body. The outline of the chin hangs down, drop by drop.

Just like in Wang's house back then, she also grabbed herself in this way, and also used this posture. Her indifferent eyebrows met eleven eyes, and the two looked at each other. Wei Hui unconsciously propped the umbrella towards her, and compromised: "Just tonight, and send it away tomorrow."

Eleven was still holding onto it, and his crisp voice was particularly obvious under such a dark color: "I want to raise it, can I?"

"I just kept it in the backyard, and I promise I won't let it mess up anything with you. I just want it to have a place to sleep, so that it doesn't get caught in the rain." After Eleven finished speaking, Wei Hui looked up at the dog , After being washed by the rain, the color of the dog's coat gradually revealed, yellowish and long-haired, the dog was sticking out its tongue and opening its mouth, its eyes looked at Wei Hui, then at Eleven, and its head was tilted.

For some reason, Wei Hui thought of the way she tilted her head on Eleven that day, and she had a clear memory of the vague fragments. She didn't refute immediately, but said: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Eleven knew that she couldn't make further progress, so she obediently let go of Wei Hui's clothes, turned around and loosened the dog's rope, holding the umbrella and holding the rope, with a happy face on her face.

Although Wei Hui didn't directly agree with her to keep a dog, she didn't firmly refuse just now, there is still a chance, there is still a chance.

Eleven led Twelve and followed Wei Hui, and the two of them walked quickly to Wei's house together with a dog.

When they got to the gate, the security guard was startled and immediately opened the door. Eleven didn't dare to bring the dog into the living room, but stood at the door and said, "I'll take the dog to the backyard."

Wei Hui was silent for a few seconds: "Come in."

Eleven boldly glanced at Wei Hui, now that there was a light, she saw that Wei Hui's expression was not impatient, indifferent, or harsh, but looked at herself calmly, with the same expression as usual.

Only then did she feel relieved to lead Twelve into the living room. Twelve is very well-behaved, not like ordinary dogs that can have fun in a strange place, it sits obediently next to Eleven, and when Eleven takes a step, it moves accordingly, Wei Hui Looking at the one person and one dog in front of him like a conjoined body, Mei Zhe said, "Go take a hot bath first."

She raised her chin as she said, "I washed it too."

Although she didn't say it clearly, Eleven still saw disgust from the bottom of her eyes. She looked down at herself, covered in black mud, most obvious on her shoes, just standing for a while, there was a circle of water stains on the floor For her like this, it is already a gift for Wei Hui to let her in, and now she is allowed to take the dog to take a bath. Eleven is full of gratitude, she bows her head and solemnly says: "Miss San, thank you."

Wei Hui opened his lips: "Go."

Eleven then took Twelve upstairs. She first put water on Twelve to wash, and the messy and dirty fur gradually revealed its original color under the water and body lotion. After washing it, it was blown with a hair dryer for about ten minutes before it was half-dried. Then she tied Twelve to the head of the bed and went to the shower with her new pajamas in her arms.

It was already half an hour after I got out of the bathroom. Twelve was lying on the side of the bed. When she saw her come out, she immediately stood up. She has a tall body, a beautiful coat color, and a pair of round eyes. Eleven couldn't help but rub it. head, softly called: "Twelve."

The dog barked, and Eleven immediately covered its mouth, put his index finger to his lips, and signaled it to keep quiet.

At this point, I wonder if Miss San is asleep?

Eleven thought of the scene where she was holding on to Miss San's clothes just now, she was looking at herself, her eyes were not cold, and she was walking with her in the rain, she bit her lip, got up and went downstairs, brewed a glass of milk and brought it to Wei In front of Hui's door, he knocked lightly: "Miss San?"

Wei Hui is doomed to have trouble falling asleep tonight. She just took a shower and was about to fall asleep when she heard knocking on the door and Eleven's soft call. How bold is she now?

She opened the door with a cold face, and saw Eleven smiling shyly, holding a cup of hot milk in her hand, the heating was rising, her eyes hidden stars looked at herself, and said: "Miss San, just now Thank you, drink a glass of milk and go to sleep."

Wei Hui was about to swallow back the scolding words, but Eleven in front of him had a flattering smile on his face, cautiously, as if afraid of being rejected by her, Wei Hui took the milk from her hand for a few seconds, raised his head and drank it.

The warm and sweet taste slid across her throat, making her speak again, her voice was not so cold: "Is the dog settled?"

Eleven nodded, hoping to hear something from her that would keep Twelve alive, but Wei Huang glanced at her and said, "I also raised a dog before."

"Later I gave it away."

Eleven clenched the cup tightly, and heard her say, "So, I won't agree. I'll let Aunt Liu send it out tomorrow."

As if sentenced to death, the color on Eleven's face turned pale in an instant. She lowered her head, her eyes blurred, and she said in a nasal voice: "I know Miss San."

Wei Hui saw her thin shoulders shrugged slightly, she lowered her eyes, took a step back, and closed the door.