"Strange, what's going on... Don't cause trouble."
Jiang Yu thought Xia Che was deliberately causing trouble, like grabbing her and not letting her leave, but when she looked back, she found Xia Che standing innocently to the side with his hands shrugged, clearly not him playing tricks.
"Let me help you, you probably bumped into something."
Seeing that Jiang Yu couldn't handle it herself, Xia Che smiled helplessly and then stepped forward to help.
Luckily, I had just woken up and hadn't left school immediately. Otherwise, given my usual personality, I would have run away as soon as the bell rang, leaving Jiang Yu alone in the classroom, which would have been troublesome.
"Huh? It seems like it can't be pushed."
Xia Che pushed hard, but even though there were no obstacles in front of the wheelchair and he was sure he hadn't bumped into anything, the wheels still wouldn't budge.
"Is it broken? No, I need to rush home to help Grandma cook. She's old and can't cook by herself..."
Jiang Yu panicked, her delicate face turning deathly pale.
No one knew her grandmother's age better than her, and their family lived in an urban village in Jiang City. Although it was not far from Weiyang, the environment inside was really bad. It was an old house, and it was inconvenient for the elderly to operate the stove and other utensils. Jiang Yu had always been the one to cook.
Besides, it's getting darker outside, and if I don't go home, Grandma will worry...
"Don't worry, it might just be that the wheel is temporarily stuck. Let me try again."
Xia Che gradually put away his frivolous expression. He understood what this wheelchair meant to Jiang Yu. He didn't mind that it was dirty, squatted down and touched the wheels, and found that there was nothing wrong with the surface of the wheels.
However, when it came to the joints, whether due to a lack of lubricant or rust, Xia Che tried to exert force but still couldn't get the joints to rotate.
"How is it? Can it be fixed?"
Jiang Yu turned her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tension. She was very worried that something would happen to her wheelchair, firstly because if it broke, she wouldn't be able to go home, and secondly because...
She didn't have the money to buy a new wheelchair.
It's realistic, but also cruel.
If it weren't for a lack of money, why would Jiang Yu care so much about a wheelchair?
"It can be repaired, but not now."
Xia Che sighed and stood up again.
There's a problem with the joint connecting the wheelchair and the wheels. It's a minor issue, but we can ask Ning Zheyuan to come over later and fix it. We probably can't fix it now, as we don't have the tools on hand.
It seems that Jiang Yu is destined to be without a wheelchair tonight.
"What should I do? How do I get back?"
Jiang Yu became even more anxious, and a thin layer of mist welled up in her eyes.
My grandma gets worried even if I'm only a little late coming home; what if I don't come home all night...?
Jiang Yu dared not think any further.
"Look at you, so anxious. Did I say I wouldn't take care of you?"
Xia Che sighed helplessly, "You're still a child. Don't panic when you encounter problems. Calm down first."
"Then do you have any ideas?"
Xia Che's composure gave Jiang Yu a lot of confidence, and her originally anxious and flustered heart gradually calmed down again.
It seemed that this skinny, blond-haired guy was capable of handling anything.
"Of course."
Xia Che thought for a moment, and a scene gradually appeared in his mind, then his lips twitched slightly.
Well……
How should I tell Jiang Yu about this scene?
Confess the truth?
Xia Che was really worried that this shy girl would scratch her face raw...
"You're only saying half of what you mean again? Hurry up and finish what you're saying."
Jiang Yu became even more anxious. She didn't like being kept in suspense. It was the same in the afternoon when Xia Che clearly had something to say but didn't finish, leaving her anxious.
Does this person have some kind of weird quirk?
For example, do you enjoy watching others get anxious?
Where do you live?
Xia Che suddenly asked.
"Huh? Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Jiang Yu was taken aback by Xia Che's sudden question.
"Well... cough cough."
Seeing Jiang Yu urging him on, Xia Che stopped being coy and simply said, "The wheelchair definitely can't be fixed today, but you can give it to me. I'll pick you up from your house tomorrow and bring you the repaired wheelchair."
"But if you want to go home today... then I'll have to carry you on my back."
"I personally have no objection, but it mainly depends on whether you mind or not."
Xia Che shrugged and said, "If you really mind, then I really have no other choice, but this is the fastest way to get you home. What do you choose?"
"Carry...carry it back?"
Just as Xia Che had predicted, Jiang Yu's face flushed red at a rapid pace, until it turned red all the way to the back of her ears.
I almost fainted.
back?
She'd never even touched a man's hand in her entire life, and now he was going to carry her back home?!
this……
How could this be?!
Isn't this kind of intimate behavior only something that exists between couples?
"Come on, stop dawdling. Let me take you home first. You can have the wheelchair."
"It won't make you late for school tomorrow."
"Come up."
Xia Che squatted down with his back to Jiang Yu, then turned his head and waved his hands behind his back: "Let's get in the sedan chair."
"What... Don't make decisions for others so quickly! I haven't agreed yet."
Jiang Yu felt that Xia Che's thought process was too unpredictable; one second he was in the east, and the next second he was in the west.
And how on earth did this person manage to... so naturally make decisions for others?!
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