Devil’s Warmth

The third floor is a children's toy city. Compared with the second floor, it is childlike and cheerful.

Pei Chuan looked down at her. She took out a "safe and happy" red envelope in the left pocket of the uniform. Bei Yao was very sincere: "Thank you for saving Bei Jun. My mother said that our family didn't thank you very much. She wanted to see you, but you don't live at Pei's house."

His dark eyes fell on the red envelope.

The girl's cheeks are pink: "Well ... there aren't many red envelopes, my family is a little poor, you know. This is my parents' mind."

Pei Chuan was so old that for the first time someone gave him money.

He knew that he might not have a good reputation among them, but she gave it. Pei Chuan whispered, "No, I'm not short of money."

She looked up at him, her eyes pure: "Okay." Bei Yao put the red envelope back into the left pocket, and then took out something from the right pocket.

He fixed his eyes on her hand, and his heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

The girl's tone was soft and glutinous, and asked his opinion: "Can this be accepted?"

A "Jing Wan Hong" scald ointment sold for only a few dollars this year.

"Pei Chuan, does your hand still hurt?" Her voice was soft and soft, and she pierced her heart.

He knew that he shouldn't accept it, and could not accept it, and rejected her like the weightless red envelope. But he stiffened his body, such as choking in his throat, his heartbeat accelerated, and stretched out his right hand.

The pattern of Pei Chuan's palm is broken palm.

It is said that such a palm is very painful, but it can be hard-working and hard-working. Juveniles are boxing with wide and clear bones, and the palms are still red and swollen.

She put it gently in his palm: "Can't you wash your hands with boiling water in the future?"

His voice was low and unheard: "Well."

What she discovered last night when she tied him with a balloon of hydrogen gas, she knew it as soon as the water dripping from the floor of his room was still hot. Bei Yao went to the school early in the morning and went to the infirmary. At this time at 6:30 in the afternoon, Bei Yao didn't have a meal, so he had to rush back to study the first evening before 8 o'clock.

Pei Chuan knew she had to go.

He clenched the box of ointment and put it in his pocket.

"Goodbye Pei Chuan, I'm going back."

He watched her go downstairs, the slender back of the girl walking away.

The Yajian door on the second floor was open, and the food was so cold that Pei Chuan had not yet returned. Jin Jinyang had a big heart and said with a smirk, "Let's find it."

They went upstairs, and Pei Chuan stood in front of the window and put his hands in his pants pockets, quiet and speechless.

This mountain-like silent boy was nothing like the Sichuan brother they knew.

Jin Jinyang said, "Chuan brother? Do you still eat?"

Pei Chuan shook his head: "No more food."

During the National Day of Qing Dynasty in October, the school was closed on all the days of celebration.

The parade ceremony is being held on television, and the motherland is flourishing.

It rained on the evening of October 2nd, and the light rain blew, but it couldn't stop the lively celebration outside the window. The stronger the motherland, the better the people's lives will be. Pei Chuan changed clothes in the room and caught a small button out of the blue.

He looked stagnant for a moment.

The button-like remote control, like the Pandora's Box, tricked him into turning it on.

He didn't throw it away, but he never pressed it again.

Pei Chuan picked it up, put it at the desk, and turned to take a shower in the bathroom.

He returned after washing, but his gaze was on it again.

He pursed his lips, told himself, and listened to it this time.

He pressed it on and turned on his Bluetooth headset. The small light spot on the button was beating in the southeast, like his irregular heartbeat, smashing his chest and expecting again. After the summer camp, it was still not damaged.

After a brief current of electric current in the earphones, he heard the sound of rain that was also pattering.

Later, Zhao Zhilan said, "Yao Yao, put away your clothes."

The girl Nuo Nu replied, "Mom, I have accepted it."

Zhao Zhilan hurriedly entered the house, her daughter was doing homework in the room, her son Bei Jun fell asleep on the sofa holding a small sword, Bei Jun curled up into a ball, his face was covered with tears, and Bei Yao was covered with a quilt.

He was awakened, opened his eyes and saw Zhao Zhilan, and then cried "Wow": "Mom!"

Zhao Zhilan was scared by his crisp voice: "What's wrong?"

"I dumped my sister's doll in the washing machine. I didn't mean it."

Zhao Zhilan frowned, rushed to his balcony and saw that the clothes were clean. Then he looked at their trash bin and a panda was playing. I slipped the thread, was washed and faded, and the cotton wool had turned out , Dying.

Zhao Zhilan turned back and saw her daughter Bei Yao touch the head of Bei Jun. Bei Jun was even more sad: "I didn't mean it. I saw the bear was dirty."

Zhao Zhilan simply wanted to beat this energetic and blind kind child.

Zhao Zhilan said, "This doll has been with my sister for almost twelve years. You have to call this panda brother. You even lost the washing machine to me!"

Pei Jun's eyelashes were wet. He looked like Bai Yao's three-pointer, like a beautiful porcelain doll. He was sad from it: "Sorry, Brother Xiong, Bei Jun is wrong."

Beiyao couldn't help laughing, "Okay, my sister didn't blame you."

Zhao Zhilan said fiercely: "You. Mom, I blame you, come here and be beaten!"

Bei Jun twitched and Zhao Zhilan gave him a slap. Bei Jun hid and said, "I have pocket money, buy one for my sister."

This child has a headache when he is naughty, and a pain when he is sensible.

Zhao Zhilan wanted to say that twelve years ago was not a unique toy. Where did your kid buy it? But she saw that Bei Yao shook her head. Although she was lost in her heart, she knew that Bei Jun was not intentional. The child was sadder than her. She pulled her brother: "Okay, don't you want a panda, will you buy a rabbit?

Bei Jun rubbed his eyes: "Does my sister like bunny?"

"Yeah."

"Then I will buy a little rabbit for my sister, and we will sell it next to the kindergarten!"

"Thank you Beckham."

The child burst into tears and laughed.

The sound of that rain leaped, but the voice was gradually gone. Pei Chuan looked back, threw the button into the trash can, and closed his eyes.

Half a while later he got dressed up again and got a little cold on autumn night. He drove and looked through the toy store.

His car has been modified, but outsiders cannot clearly see that it is suitable for disabled people. After all, it's a good car. He still has eighteen months to go. The driver's license he applied for was obtained by those people. They don't care about his age, as long as his skills and abilities are outstanding, everything can be done.

The picture pixels in the mobile phone are not good. A 12-year-old little girl, washed old with a white bag, turned her head, her eyes were bent, and she filled the color of the entire starry sky. The picture is a bit faded, and the little panda she likes to unconsciously poke her ears is cute when she is in class.

He showed it to the owner.

The owner shook his head: "Where is this kind of thing? We have something better in the store, should we?"

He drove across the street and splashed tires. Walking through the city at night.

The sky was gradually clear and the rising sun rose. Pei Chuan realized that some things existed in the years. After more than ten years, the whole city could never find a second one.

Pei Chuan smoked a cigarette in the car to wake up the chaotic mind. Jinyang Yang called at this time: "Well, can you come?"

His voice was dumb: "Come on."

He didn't know this. What the night was doing, how many times the door was knocked, and what the madman was longing for.

Turn the steering wheel and go to the world.

Huang Jinyang lazy yawned and said, "Today a lot of people have come over to play, and I slept last night. Why did you get up so early, Chuan? Hey, the clothes are wet?

The goods probe looked out: "It's not raining."

Pei Chuan ignored him.

He leaned on the sofa, his stump pain was faint. In fact, the car was not modified to make him so bad.

Pei Chuan ordered a glass of wine.

He slammed into his throat and laughed stupidly last night. Eavesdropping. Listening to this, used on his parents, didn't it make his heart colder? Used on her, what crazy was going on last night?

He will not go again, he is not crazy!

Jin Jinyang said: "When did you set up this stuff here? Hahaha, can you clip it?"

He put in a coin, and before he caught it, he saw Brother Chuan strode over and watched for a moment and was surprisingly silent.

"Someone open this!"

Jin Jinyang: "Oh oh ... ah?" No!

Jin Jinyang asked at the front desk, and the front desk said, "It's still early, the master who installed that yesterday didn't come. That thing was just fine, it was for girls to play with."

Jin Jinyang told the truth at the front desk.

Pei Chuan pursed her lips.

Then he exchanged a hundred coins and threw them one by one.

Jin Jinyang was stunned: "..."

Pei Chuan wouldn't do this. Either she didn't touch the baby or she couldn't clip it out. Jinyang Yang couldn't stand it.

On the 73rd coin, he picked up a pink pig.

Jin Jinyang was terribly excited: "Great!"

But I saw that Pei Chuan exchanged a hundred more, and then clipped.

Purple monkey, smurf, little bee, long-eared rabbit ...

One after another was pinched out.

Jin Jinyang went from onlooking to despair, why are you doing this? What kind of hobbies do you have?

Zheng Hang came and hesitated for a moment: "Here is Brother Chuan?" He and Jinyangyang piled up a mess of dolls beside him.

"It's a horror. It's more than five hundred."

Doesn't your hand hurt? The machine is broken.

A black-and-white, panda-like little panda finally fell out. Pei Chuan picked it up and went out.

Jin Jinyang suspected that he didn't wake up: "**? Standing all morning to watch Brother Chuan clip a panda without a big brother?"

In the early morning of October 3, the air was extraordinarily refreshing. It rained last night. The air was covered with light moisture.

Bei Jun was the earliest in the family, and the curtains were shaved. He rubbed his eyes and saw a remote-controlled aircraft.

"Wow!" That's cool.

Bei Jun didn't wear any pants. He ran to open the curtains, but fortunately the window was not closed, otherwise he would not be able to push the window with a small meat ball.

The remote control aircraft seemed to understand his heart, and finally flew in and landed in his hands.

A heavy, pierced little panda.

Bei Jun did not know what it meant.

To the child, it was as powerful as a superhero. He ran out, cheering, and was beaten by Zhao Zhilan for not wearing pants.

He didn't care, raised the bear in his hand: "Sister's bear is back! It was brought by God of Saas!"

Zhao Zhilan put on his trousers. It was amazing. It was really the same.

Bei Jun went knocking on her sister's door, and Xiao Naiyin yelled, very excited.

Beiyao opened the door, the girl with long hair covered her shoulders, she squatted down, and took down the little panda in her brother's hand.

Bei Jun asked, "Did it come from the God of Saas?" He watched too much animated cartoons. God of Sas is a omnipotent male deity in a cartoon.

Bei Yao gently smiled in the morning light. She tilted her head and touched the red panda with her fingertips. It was still wet in the morning.

She gently told her brother, "Yes."

She walked to the window with the red panda, and the roses were wrapped around the branches. She looked down, and there was only a lush green at the gate of the community, as if the person had passed in the future.