MTL - Chasing Summer-Chapter 10

Thinking about it now, Lin Zhexia was briefly confused by this face when she was young.

But the time of being deluded does not exceed ten seconds.

Because ten seconds later, the man opened his mouth in a tone that wanted to fight.

"You," he said with downcast eyes, "are in the way."

"..."

"Step aside."

Lin Zhexia instantly felt that this face was actually not that good-looking.

Her personality was very different then, and she was extremely sharp.

If this person can speak well, she will feel very embarrassed to sit here and block the way of others.

However, it was obvious that the person in front of him almost didn't say the word "scroll".

Lin Zhexia didn't give him a good face either: "Aren't you good at talking?"

The boy: "Human language, don't you understand?"

"I can understand human speech," Lin Zhexia said with a straight face, "but I couldn't understand the dog barking just now."

Because Lin Zhexia also had the attitude of "you deserve to be beaten", the two fell into a stalemate at the entrance of the building.

"I repeat, get out of the way."

"I won't let it, if you have the ability, you can step over."

"Neuropathy."

"Then be careful, I will bite when I go crazy."

…

The first meeting between her and Chi Yao was not pleasant.

The two had been naively lined up for more than ten minutes. Lin He noticed the situation here and raised his voice and asked, "Xia Xia, what's the matter? Come here, you can enter the house."

Lin Zhexia responded.

After she finished answering, she felt that the matter could not be left alone, so before she left, she said coldly: "Let's have a fight."

"Tomorrow at noon, I'll wait for you here," Lin Zhexia ruthlessly imitated the people on the TV posting battles in a childish voice, "It's puppies who don't come."

In the second half of the day, the weather changed suddenly and a typhoon passed through.

Fortunately, the strong wind came and went quickly, and it cleared up again early the next morning.

Lin Zhexia solemnly waited until noon the next day.

Before she went to the appointment, she even ate half a bowl of rice extra.

"You have a good appetite," Wei Ping said with a smile, "Uncle was worried that you were not used to it."

Lin Zhexia pushed the rice bowl away and said, "I'm full, I'll go out for a while."

"What are you going out for?" Lin He asked.

"... basking in the sun."

Lin Zhexia sat at the door of her own building, guarding the opposite building.

twelve o'clock.

No one entered or exited the building opposite.

half past twelve.

Still nobody.

One p.m.

The door opened, and an old man came out.

She waited until the evening, but didn't wait for the boy to come to the appointment.

Lin Zhexia didn't think about it, he really didn't want to be a human being.

He is, a, puppy!

In the evening, the grandfather went out to throw out the garbage again, and came back quickly. Lin Zexia seized the opportunity to go up and ask, "Grandpa, there is a boy with fair skin who is about my height in your building, may I ask if he is here today?" at home?"

At that time, Grandpa Wang was still in good health, and when facing a little girl, he always answered every question: "Isn't he a handsome little boy?"

In order to find someone, Lin Zhexia forced herself to nod: "It's not bad."

"That's Xiao Yao, he lives right across from me," said Grandpa Wang, "he's in the hospital now."

Lin Zhexia: "Huh?"

How could she be hospitalized before she was beaten?

Grandpa Wang then explained: "Didn't there be a typhoon yesterday, it seems that I caught a cold."

"..."

It was really hard for Lin Zhexia to imagine that scene.

Yesterday, the boy who was so badly dragged in front of her that he seemed to be able to hit five at a time, was blown by the wind when he went out, and fell ill after a night.

Where did this sick child come from?

Lin Zhexia was about to secretly laugh at him in her heart.

Seeing Grandpa Wang shaking his head, he said with some distress: "That child is also quite pitiful. At such a young age, his parents are often away from home and live alone."

"I'm not in good health. I go to the hospital every now and then. I don't know what my parents think, but I can feel at ease... No matter how important work is, it's not as important as children..."

When Lin Zhexia heard this, she suddenly wanted to let him go.

The second time she met Chi Yao was a week later when she followed Lin He back from the supermarket.

For a week, she still hadn't quite adapted to life in her new home.

She was carrying a snack bag and saw a familiar figure from a distance.

The boy's back is very thin. Even though it is summer, he is still wearing a black windproof jacket and is opening the door of the unit.

Lin He went into the room, Lin Zhexia thought about it, and ran to the opposite building.

She stopped him: "Hello."

The boy's hand that opened the unit door paused, and there were clear needle marks on the back of his hand.

Lin Zhexia took out a bag of her favorite milk-flavored biscuits from her snack bag, and stuffed it into his hand: "Here."

The other side obviously wanted to say "take it".

Lin Zhexia said with a stern face: "I heard that you are sick, you should recover quickly, otherwise I will not be able to defeat you openly."

The other person didn't expect her to find such a reason, so he was so stunned that he couldn't return the biscuit to her immediately.

After moving into Nanxiang Street for the first month.

Lin Zhexia got into a fight with someone.

The fight was very sensational, and it directly made her famous in the community, and she was scolded by Lin He. However, the object of her fight was not Chi Yao, but He Yang.

She wandered around the neighborhood that day.

Lin He found a new job nearby, and went to work early in the morning, while Wei Ping had a day off.

She didn't want to stay with Wei Ping, so she said after dinner, "Uncle Wei, I'm going out for a walk."

Wei Ping was also at a loss. He had never had a child, so he didn't know how to deal with children, and he didn't know how to win Lin Zhexia's favor: "Then...be careful, don't leave the community, it's very dangerous outside."

Lin Zhexia nodded: "Yes, I see."

There is a simple court in the community. Older people often come to play in the evening, and get together after work or school in the evening.

At this point in the afternoon, there are more children of her age on the court.

At that time, He Yang was a chubby man with a domineering personality, and he called himself "the boss of this community".

Maybe it's because he's naive enough to be in the second year of middle school, and he really follows behind him a group of brats who recognize him as the boss.

"Boss, you hit the ball really high."

"Boss, you are really accurate."

"Boss! Let's go to the canteen to buy popsicles!"

"..."

Lin Zhexia sat on the swing beside her, feeling that these people were naive.

She sat for a while, the sun was too hot, and she was about to go home, when she heard someone finally break away from the "boss" sentence and said: "Look—is that Chi Yao?"

She looked along and saw a face she had only seen not long ago.

The sick man with a pale complexion was carrying something and passed the road outside the stadium.

He Pangdun was just a brat at that time, taking pleasure in teasing people: "Call him over and let him play with us."

Someone said: "He can't handle the ball."

Another said: "He's always sick and can't play with us."

A group of people laughed together.

He Yang put his waist down and shouted arrogantly: "I just want to see him make a fool of himself. He certainly can't play. I'll see what he does. Call him over."

Then they slammed the ball out of their hands—

With a "bang", the ball just hit the sick man.

At that time Chi Yao did look a little "weak".

Wearing a coat in summer, with sickly eyebrows and eyes.

Although this person's temper doesn't seem to be easy to provoke, it still doesn't prevent someone from wanting to bully him because of his poor physique.

He Yang: "That old and sick one, come play, can you play?"

This scene of bullying the "weak" is too much.

Lin Zhexia exploded immediately.

She didn't have any gender awareness when she was a child, she didn't know how to write the word reserved, and she didn't know how to be afraid, and she did everything by instinct.

So after He Yang finished speaking, Chi Yao hadn't done anything yet, but a girl he had never seen before came out beside him.

The girl of the same age kept Chi Yao behind her, then picked up the ball on the ground, and threw it at them without saying a word.

There are so many of them, you can always hit one if you throw them casually.

- This unlucky guy is He Yang.

He Yang covered his face and almost cried.

Considering his majesty as the boss, he resisted the burning pain on the bridge of his nose: "Who are you? Why hit me."

Lin Zhexia pointed to the sick man behind him: "I, his elder brother."

"You want to hit him," Lin Zhexia said seriously with a cold face, "pass me first."

He Yang was stunned by this relationship: "When did he have a big brother?"

Lin Zhexia: "You don't care."

"You are a woman." Although He Yang was angry, he was not extreme. "My mother said you can't hit a woman, so get out of the way."

Lin Zhexia: "If you can't beat it, just say you can't beat it, don't make excuses."

"..."

That night, Lin Zhexia was kicked out of the house by Lin He because of a fight.

She stood at the door of the building hungry and punished.

Instead, Wei Ping kept pleading for her: "It's so hot, I've been standing for an hour, let her come in."

Lin He's voice became sharp: "Let her stand! Who taught her, fight with someone!"

Lin Zhexia stood for an hour, until her legs became numb.

After waiting for Lin He's voice to subside, she felt that Lin He should not be staring at her, so she sneaked around for a while and sat down on the steps.

While beating her legs, she lamented how hard it is to be a "big brother".

Just when she was distracted, suddenly, a beautiful hand and a bag of milk-flavored biscuits appeared in her sight.

Milk biscuits are her favorite brand.

The sick man kept a cold face, and he still spoke very aggressively, but this time he turned his eyes away, staggered his eyes from her, and deliberately fell elsewhere: "Return you."

She and Chi Yao seem to have gotten to know each other slowly from this time—at this very special point in her life.

Due to the strangeness brought by the move, from now on a little bit fell down.

"Lin Zhexia," she took the bag of biscuits and said her name, "your elder brother's name."

"..."

"Fold is the fold of the fold, Xia is the summer of summer, what's your name?"

The sick man endured it, and in the end he still put up with the title "Big Brother", and nonchalantly threw two words at her: "Chi Yao."

Lin Zhexia: "Have you considered changing your name?"

"?"

"I'm not in good health, and I'm still called to take medicine. It doesn't seem very auspicious."

"..."

From that day on, she began to run to Chi Yao's house frequently.

There was no one in Chi Yao's house, no adults nagging in his ears.

Although Chi Yao has a temper like a dog, sometimes being with him can be very irritating.

After she moved to Nanxiang Street, she transferred to another elementary school.

The group of children in the community basically go to this school because it is close.

Coincidentally, she and Chi Yao are in the same class, and the class next door is He Yang's class.

She had a very bad relationship with He Yang when she was a child.

See He Yang once, scold him once.

He Yang and his group of younger brothers also hated her very much.

Before the title "Xia Ge" was born, He Pangdun called her "Tigress".

So she knew that Chi Yao sometimes didn't even go to school very much, and was often hospitalized, and no one in the class even remembered such a person.

Lin Zexia's grades were stable in the middle when he was a child, and he once volunteered to give Chi Yao a lecture when he was hospitalized.

"I got 80 points in the exam last week," said Lin Zexia, a third-grade elementary school student, looking up. "The final exam is coming soon. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up. I'll teach you as much as I can."

Chi Yao was lying on the hospital bed, infused with fluid, and then put down the book in his hand.

Lin Zhexia didn't read what kind of book it was. If she took a second look, she would find that it was a textbook for junior high school that she couldn't understand.

She took out her little notebook.

And the 80-point paper that she was quite satisfied with.

Noticing that Chi Yao's eyes were on the 80, she said, "You don't have to envy my score, as long as you work harder, you can also score 80."

Her self-confidence was shattered after she got her grades at the end of the semester.

The teacher smiled and said on the stage: "This time the number one in our class is Chi Yao, and he got full marks in every subject."

full marks.

full, points.

Lin Zhexia took her test paper with 78 points, which was two points behind before, and suddenly fell silent.

Where did she get the confidence to go to the hospital and tell Chi Yao so many questions?

She is a big idiot.

…

Getting closer to the infirmary.

Lin Zhexia was panting while running, she thought that these memories would gradually fade because they were too long ago.

But no.

She remembered everything and every scene nine years ago very clearly.

She also remembered that Chi Yao's health improved unknowingly later. As he grew older, he stopped running to the hospital. Slowly, he grew taller than his peers, and he started playing.

After that, his body even became better than his peers.

During the flu season, when many people unfortunately fell down with a cold, he was fine.

That sick child, Chi Yao, never appeared again.

…

She and Chi Yao also unconsciously became friends with He Yang and the others.

Lin Zhexia pushed open the door of the infirmary, and called Chi Yao's name in a crying voice: "Chi Yao—"

She pushed open the door and saw Chi Yao lying on the cot in the infirmary.

The boy closed his eyes, and he was no longer the same as when he was a child. He was wearing a T-shirt and the clothes were tucked into the loose military trousers. He didn't look like he was sick, but more like an unruly student who went to the infirmary to sleep lazily.

Lin Zhexiahong narrowed her eyes and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, I would have starved myself to death if I had known, I shouldn't have let you run laps..."

"You must not be in trouble," Lin Zhexia's hands and feet were cold, "now that the medical science is so advanced, no matter what the disease is, you can actively treat it, and you will be fine."

The person on the bed moved.

The specific manifestation of this movement is that the boy impatiently raised a hand and put it on his ear.

"..."

next second.

Lin Zhexia heard Chi Yao say, "I just sprained my foot, so I won't be buried tomorrow."