Devil's Warmth - 2.2
A few Toon trees have been planted at the gate of “Evergreen Kindergarten”, which will smell bad at the touch. In the garden, a few plum trees were planted, and they were fragrant as soon as it was winter. The kindergarten facilities in 1996 were rudimentary, and there would not be facilities such as slides.
There were only two seesaws made of wooden boards, erected lonely in the yard.
The weather changes quickly in summer. As soon as the sun comes out, the hail melts and wets the seesaw. It is then temporarily unusable.
Teacher Zhao was gathering the children to play games.
Teacher Wu will only be here next week and Teacher Zhao was very busy by himself.
When Zhao Zhilan handed Bei Yao’s soft hand to Teacher Xiao Zhao, Bei Yao looked into the classroom, and the children were playing ‘throw handkerchiefs’. Everyone was clapping their hands and singing, but there was only one person who was not-
Pei Chuan tilted his head and met Bei Yao’s eyes.
His eyes were empty.
He turned back and stopped looking at her.
Pei Chuan was also placed in the centre of the children. Because he had no legs, he was undoubtedly the most special child in the kindergarten. Teacher Xiao Zhao had pity on him while the children were afraid and detested him. This contradiction seemed to be a burden to the whole kindergarten.
Therefore, Pei Chuan was incompatible with everyone.
The children’s tender voices sang songs, and Teacher Xiao Zhao smiled and placed Bei Yao among the children. Opposite Bei Yao, was Pei Chuan.
“Throw it, throw it, throw your handkerchief, gently throw it behind the child. Don’t tell him, hurry up and catch him, hurry up and catch him ~”
The handkerchief fell behind Chen Hu. The little fat had no response. When the children looked at him and laughed, Chen Hu suddenly turned his head and saw the blue handkerchief behind him. He jumped up like a small meat ball to chase, but the child in front of him had already returned to his seat.
Chen Hu sadly became the person to throw handkerchief in the next round. First, he sang a nursery rhyme taught by the teacher as punishment, and then continued the game.
The circle of four- or five-year-old children clapped their hands: “Throw it, throw it, throw your handkerchief ~”
While the children sang tenderly, the little fatty turned his eyes and looked at Pei Chuan on the wheelchair. Beiyao’s heart jumped. In her previous life, she didn’t come to the kindergarten on this day, but the next day, Pei Chuan never spoke again and even refused to come to kindergarten. He became a taciturn boy completely.
So what did he experience?
The children continued to sing, and Chen Hu the little fatty threw the handkerchief behind Pei Chuan. At this time, Teacher Xiao Zhao took a child with a stomachache to the toilet.
Everyone suddenly quietened down. Even a child, sensitively knew that Pei Chuan had no legs and he couldn’t catch anyone.
Pei Chuan turned back and looked down to see the handkerchief behind him.
Chen Hu made smug faces at him, and the children giggled at his funny appearance.
Little Peichuan gritted his teeth, one hand leaning on the low wheelchair while bending down.
Chen Hu pointed at him and laughed.
Bei Yao’s heartbeat was fast, don’t pick it up … don’t pick it up …
The cicadas sang on the Toon trees.
Pei Chuan bit his lip tightly and picked up the handkerchief. His eyes were dark and heavy, like the abyss of silence.
In the midst of the children’s laughter, his thin arms began to force the wheelchair forward.
Unfortunately, he had just broken his leg this year at five, and was not familiar with wheelchairs.
Each movement of the wheelchair seemed to crawl like a snail.
The children’s exclamation drove him forward, he didn’t look at anyone, and the blue handkerchief was put on his torn leg as he chased Chen Hu ahead.
Chen Hu deliberately ran slowly and laughed while covering his stomach.
Pei Chuan pushed his wheelchair in the wrong direction.
He couldn’t control the direction of the wheelchair and didn’t know how to use force.
At the age of five, in this summer day, he was young like a trapped beast. Furious and desperate, driving the wheelchair to chase. He was stubbornly refusing to lose.
The ignorant children were all laughing at him.
With tears in his eyes, he wanted to grab hold of something. So, he adjusted his wheelchair over and over again.
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