The snow is getting heavier and heavier, the snow is adding to the rain, and it is pounding directly on the body. The snow falling on the face turns into water, and the face is wet. It is no longer clear whether it is water or tears. Ling Xiaowei thinks of all the things in the previous life,
She couldn't control her tears.
Everyone in the school laughed at her for not having a mother, and laughed at her father for being a cripple. No children in the village were willing to play with her. When the adults and children passed by her house, they acted as if they were avoiding the plague and their pace quickened.
At that time, she was very stupid and naive. She didn't know that those people were afraid of her crippled father, who had lost his legs. He sat on the wicker chair at the door all day long, really like a monster. Sometimes, she
I was scared to see it myself.
"Impossible! Xiaowei, ten years ago! My grandfather hadn't come here yet at that time! How could my father come here!" Shi Mingwei suppressed his tears and said, he didn't believe this fact, "
Before my grandfather came here, what reason did my father have to come here."
Yes! His father couldn't have come here. Xiaowei must have made a mistake.
"Yes! Shi Mingwei, do you still remember a photo I saw at your house during the summer vacation?" Ling Xiaowei said. She paused and continued: "I want to ask you about the photo where you and your father are standing together.
Who is that woman? If you say you don’t know, I’ll tell you who that person is.”
"That person is my mother!" Ling Xiaowei said.
If lightning struck at this moment, Shi Mingwei would be the one struck by lightning. He would be stunned!
Ling Xiaowei was a little unsure before, but later she found a portrait from the drawing book she practiced when she was in the capital. When she saw the photo at Shi Mingwei's house, she always felt that it looked familiar.
When I was there, I drew it.
You can solve the puzzle by thinking about which day and where you saw it.
Later, she remembered it, took it out and compared it, and found that they were indeed the same person, with a mole on their left cheek near the corner of their mouth.
This is not a coincidence, but strong evidence.
At that time, Ling Xiaowei was as surprised as if she had been struck by lightning, and she felt no less surprised than Shi Mingwei was at this moment.
If you ask why, this is the reason.
"Your father and my mother have known each other for a long time." Ling Xiaowei smiled helplessly, the fate in this world is really wonderful!
"Ha... what a mess! Ling Xiaowei, you made up such a ridiculous reason to get rid of me. You... just want to make me mad..." Shi Mingwei said, unable to hold back his tears anymore.
He has never cried since he became sensible. Even when his parents divorced, he did not cry. But today when he heard such funny words, he actually cried. He cried sadly. Who can tell him why.
Ling Xiaowei wiped the snowflakes from her face, took a deep breath, put on her schoolbag, and pushed the car away.
"Xiaowei, I'm sorry! I don't want to lose you." Shi Mingwei reached out and held her.
"My father lost both legs." Ling Xiaowei said coldly.
"But I lost you." Shi Mingwei said pitifully.
"Don't you think love is better than a pair of legs?" After Ling Xiaowei finished speaking, she shook off Shi Mingwei's hand and left.
It may be sad at the moment, but she believes that after a while, when she looks back on this past event, she will find it ridiculous.
Ling Xiaowei took a deep breath and smiled to herself. It's so funny that people of such age are still indulged in such a child's love game.
The more you laugh at yourself like this, the sadder you feel in your heart, hey! The game of love really does not distinguish between ages! No one who deserves to be tortured will be spared.
After returning home, Ling Xiaowei went directly upstairs and lay on the bed, feeling sad for a long time.
She came back too late. Zhang Cuifen almost went out to look for someone. Now that someone came back and went upstairs as soon as they came back, she didn't even know what happened to Xiaowei and didn't even dare to ask!
He had no choice but to bring the hot dinner upstairs. He placed it on the small table in the living room upstairs, shouted, and asked Ling Xiaowei to eat while it was hot before going downstairs.
Ling Xiaowei cried for a while and then fell asleep. She was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night, and then she lay in bed and couldn't fall asleep.
The next day, she couldn't get up. She caught a cold, had a splitting headache, her throat felt like it was on fire, and she was sweating coldly. She was fine if she didn't get sick. But when she caught a cold, she would have a fever and sweat, and her whole body would be sore and unable to get up.
Getting up for school is out of the question!
Ling Guoqiang called the school to ask for leave for her.
Zhang Cuifen stayed with her all the time, wiping her body, giving medicine, and feeding her. Ling Xiaowei vomited as soon as she ate, and her whole body became very hot. This time her illness was worse than before, which frightened Zhang Cuifen and Ling Guoqiang.
Zhang Cuifen hurriedly invited Dr. Chen from the village health center and handed Ling Xiaowei a bottle of water.
While Dr. Chen was giving Ling Xiaowei water, he said with emotion: "The weather has been very cold recently. You adults should pay attention to putting on more clothes for your children. Everyone is suffering from colds and fevers."
"Whose child is sick here?" Zhang Cuifen asked more.
"At that time, my grandfather's child, Xiaowei, was also sick, with fever and cough." Dr. Chen said, and then added: "I remember that Xiaowei and my grandfather's grandson often went to school together."
"Yes! Why are both of them sick?" Zhang Cuifen sighed, and then blamed herself: "It's all my fault. I should have checked the weather forecast last night. If I had prepared a raincoat for the child, it would have been fine."
Ling Xiaowei was in a daze because of the burn, but her words sounded real to her. Shi Mingwei was also sick. Thinking of this, she felt even more sad.
He is in such good health, how could he get sick?
Hope he gets better soon.
Ling Xiaowei hung up her fluids at home for two days and finally got better, but she started coughing again, intermittently, and it made her feel distressed.
The doctor said that this was an inflammation of the throat caused by the previous fever. It happened that my throat was still inflamed and I needed a good rest. I couldn't blow cold wind and asked me to take a leave of absence to rest at home for a week. I would not go to school until I was completely healed.
Some minor ailments will become chronic diseases if not treated well.
Ling Xiaowei was obedient, recuperating at home and taking a week's leave.
For academic matters, she studied at home, but Wang Haohao would come to her every day and bring her the homework of their class that day.
"What happened to you and Shi Mingwei at this time? The two of us were both sick together. Now I am the only one who goes to school every day. Alas! This person is really lonely on the road!" Wang Haohao said with emotion.
It’s been five days, and Shi Mingwei is still not feeling well!
Ling Xiaowei couldn't help but asked out of curiosity, "Is Shi Mingwei not feeling better yet?"
"No! Yesterday I went to deliver homework to him. I was in a bad mood. I kept asking you if you were okay!" Wang Haohao said, suddenly looked at Ling Xiaowei strangely, and then lowered his voice and said: "Last time you followed me
What did Mingwei say when he was left alone, and why did he get sick the next day?"
