Hearing the strange man's concerned words in her ears, He Xiaojie realized belatedly what a stupid thing she had done and jumped up from the ground.
Because the movement was too big, the wound was inadvertently affected.
"hiss!"
She couldn't help but gasp in pain, took out two handkerchiefs from her pocket, first bandaged the injured part neatly, and then handed the other one to the person in front of her.
"This is clean. Use it to stop the bleeding."
"Oh, okay, thank you, comrade."
Wen Jie took the handkerchief, wrapped his bleeding wrist, and looked at her again, "Comrade, are you really okay? I see you're in a lot of pain."
Thinking of her own loss of composure just now, He Xiaojie couldn't hold back her face and blushed unconsciously.
She waved her hands to fool him, "It's really nothing. It's just my physical condition. I can't stand the pain. I start crying when I get even the slightest bump. I can't even control it."
She lied casually, and Wen Jie did not doubt it. Seeing that she could walk and jump, he knew that nothing was wrong, so he planned to leave.
Before I turned around, I heard her whisper "bad luck".
"What's wrong?" He turned around and asked with concern.
"Oh, it's nothing to do with you. My brakes are broken."
She asked her sister-in-law to buy this women's bicycle for her, and it cost more than one hundred and seventeen yuan.
She saved up a whole year's salary, during which time she didn't dress up or go out for dinner or sightseeing with colleagues. It was so hard to endure, but she finally rode the bicycle she had been longing for back home from the store.
It hasn't been long since she broke it.
The rear fender was a bit crooked and a piece of paint on the car body was scratched off.
He Xiaojie was extremely regretful at this moment. Why did she only think about showing off in front of passers-by and resolutely refused to let her mother wrap a circle of colorful plastic strips around her car? Otherwise, the situation would not have been so serious.
He Xiaojie felt a headache when she thought about how she would be nagged when she got home.
Wen Jie chuckled. "It's no big deal. I remember there's a car repair stall nearby. The technicians there are very good and the prices they charge are fair. I'll go with you."
"Really? It won't be too much trouble for you, why don't you just point me to a place and I can go there myself."
"It's okay. I'm not busy today. Just consider it as an apology for causing you to fall."
He Xiaojie shook her head. "It's not just your problem. I wasn't paying attention to the road either."
Unable to refuse, she pushed the cart and followed the man.
After a long silence, I heard the other party say, "My name is Wen Jie, the Jie of Cangjie who invented Chinese characters. I haven't asked your name yet."
"Oh, my name is He Xiaojie, Xiao means dawn, and Jie means pure."
"Comrade He, your arm seems to be weak. Is it sprained?"
He Xiaojie raised her arm, frowning in pain. "It seems a little, but it's okay. I'll just apply some active oil when I get back."
"How can we delay this? A sprain needs to be treated early. Coincidentally, I know a little bit about medicine. If you don't mind, can I help you check it out?"
In order to facilitate the examination, with He Xiaojie's consent, he rolled up the sleeves of his cotton coat and examined her arms through a layer of clothes.
The heat was conducted to the skin through the thin autumn clothes. Looking at his serious expression from a close distance, it seemed as if I could count his eyelashes.
At this time, He Xiaojie's face was as red as a tomato, and even the cold wind blowing in her face could not reduce the heat on her cheeks.
Wen Jie laid her arm flat, gently twisted the injured part, and carefully asked her how she felt and whether she could move.
After receiving the answer, he took his hand back and said, "Fortunately, it's just a soft tissue injury, no bone injury.
You don't need to apply ice in this weather, it will heal after a while. If you feel severe pain, use cold water to soothe it when you get home."
He Xiaojie rolled down her sleeves. Normally a talkative person, she only nodded in agreement. "Okay, thank you, comrade. I understand."
"Let me help you push the cart. Try to move your arms as little as possible."
Under his insistence, He Xiaojie had no choice but to let go of the handle and walk beside him closely.
The faint setting sun gradually faded, making the shadows of the two people appear particularly long.
Everything was bleak, with only the moss at the base of the wall retaining a hint of green. Even the bricks were frozen and cracked into tiny gaps.
In the middle of winter, mechanics don't set up stalls outside, but hang a cardboard box at the door with words like "repair bicycles, radios, watches", etc. written on it.
Repairing things, like collecting scrap, requires permission and is not considered illegal business.
However, if he collected scrap parts from everywhere, assembled them into bicycles and openly sold them, he would be engaging in speculation.
The driver checked He Xiaojie's car and quickly quoted a price, which was not expensive, one dollar and fifty cents.
He also comforted her that it didn't matter if the paint fell off, she could just keep it as it is and come back to him to repaint it when it got old.
"I have a friend who works at a motorcycle factory. He was able to get me a few cans of paint. I patched up any discolouration and it looked as good as new in the end."
He Xiaojie immediately felt relieved and watched him repair the car quietly.
Occasionally I would chat with Wen Jie next to me, and we unexpectedly got along well. We could talk for a long time about buying a bicycle and its subsequent maintenance.
As they chatted, the two quickly became familiar with each other.
The mechanic raised his lip and tried to slow down his movements as much as possible, dragging out the task that could have been done in a few seconds to a quarter of an hour before he interrupted them.
"You can push the bike away after you pay. Next time you ride it, pay attention to the road. If you hit someone, that's good. If you fall into a ditch, there's no one to help you."
He Xiaojie thanked him, rode around the yard a few times, and paid after finding that there was no problem.
After leaving the courtyard, Wen Jie saw that it was already completely dark outside and said, "It's not safe for a girl like you to walk at night. Let me take you home."
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