Chapter 57
After the girl called out the word "brother", she felt embarrassed. She covered her face with her hands and a soft voice came out from between her fingers: "Is it okay now?"
Ji Rang felt that he had brought disaster upon himself.
But he had to keep his word. He had promised to let the little girl go as soon as she screamed, and he had to keep his word. He put his hand down, smoothed her hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go home."
She nodded, her thumbs holding the straps of her schoolbag, and told him earnestly, "You should also go home early, don't catch a cold."
Ji Rang agreed.
She waved at him happily, then turned and ran towards the community gate. Her wet sneakers left small but cute footprints on the ground, which were quickly smoothed out by the spring night breeze.
When he got home, his uncle and aunt were watching TV, and Yu Cheng was lying on the sofa playing games as usual.
Hearing the door open, my uncle turned around and asked, "Yingying is back? Was the basketball game good?" When he saw her ill-fitting clothes, he stood up and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
Wu Yinghua also looked over and frowned and asked, "Whose clothes are you wearing? Yingying, where are your own clothes?" She walked over and saw the pair of shoes on the ground that were still leaking water. "Why are your shoes wet too?"
Qi Ying put down her schoolbag, pursed her lips, and whispered, "I accidentally fell into the swimming pool."
The room was quiet for a few seconds.
All three looked at her in shock.
Yu Zhuo was still young and quick-witted. He jumped up from the sofa and said, "Sister, can you speak?!"
Qi Ying smiled and nodded, her eyes sparkling, "Yeah."
Yu Cheng sat on the sofa and stared at her for a long time, his eyes gradually turning red. He rubbed his eyes hastily, got up hastily and walked to Qi Ying's side, pulling her over and looking around, "Are you okay? Ah? Are you okay?"
Qi Ying said softly, "Uncle, I'm fine. I just accidentally stepped on empty space in the basketball court. This is my classmate's clothes."
Yu Cheng hugged his niece in his arms.
God knows how depressed he has been during this period of time. When the psychologist told him that Yingying might never be able to speak again in her life, his heart seemed to sink to the dark seabed, and he even had difficulty breathing every day.
Wu Yinghua advised him privately many times, saying that it was the child's fate and he should think positively. It was a blessing from God that she survived the accident. Even if she could not speak, it would not affect her peaceful life.
He also comforted himself, thinking that if she couldn't speak, then she couldn't speak. He also secretly looked up many jobs that didn't require speaking, and started planning for her future after she graduated from high school.
Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better and God always favors good children.
Yu Cheng was so happy that he almost cried.
With such a big happy event, who would care about her falling into the swimming pool? Yu Cheng immediately called the psychologist to explain the situation and made an appointment for tomorrow's consultation. Wu Yinghua asked her to take a hot shower and wash her wet clothes and shoes.
Only Yu Zhuo wondered secretly, there seemed to be no swimming pool in the basketball stadium of their school?
The next day was the weekend. Yu Cheng was so excited that he didn't sleep much all night. He went to wake Qi Ying up early in the morning and asked nervously at the door, "Yingying, can you still speak now?"
Qi Ying curled up in the quilt, with only her little head sticking out. She yawned, her voice a little nasal, and said softly, "Sure."
Yu Cheng felt relieved.
After breakfast, the family accompanied Qi Ying to the psychiatric clinic for a checkup. The psychiatrist was also shocked to hear that she could speak. However, he was a doctor after all, so he patiently asked her what happened yesterday and when she spoke for the first time.
In front of Yu Cheng, Qi Ying could only lie with a red face: "When I fell into the swimming pool..."
In the end, the doctor could only conclude that it was the shock that stimulated the patient's potential.
Anyway, her condition was completely recovered, and Qi Ying finally finished nearly a year of psychological treatment. My aunt cooked a large table of dishes to celebrate, and it was like celebrating the Chinese New Year again.
Just after finishing the meal, Qi Ying's cell phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID, sneaked back to her room, closed the door, and whispered, "Hello?"
The other end laughed: "What are you talking about? Call someone."
Qi Ying said honestly: "Brother."
The boss, who was so self-indulgent, almost bit his tongue.
It took him a long time to suppress his trembling voice and asked casually, "Well, have you eaten?"
She said obediently: "Yes, I ate at home. My aunt cooked a lot of dishes."
This was the first time she had spoken on the phone since she woke up, and it was also the first time Ji Rang had called her. She felt so happy that her soft voice ended with an upturned tone: "The doctor said I'm cured."
He couldn't help laughing: "Yeah."
She crawled into bed, covered her head with the quilt, and whispered, "Auntie has washed your clothes. I will bring them back to you at school on Monday."
He teased her: "Didn't your aunt ask whose clothes you wore?"
She was a little embarrassed, her voice soft under the covers: "When asked, I said it was a classmate's."
Ji Rang said: "My aunt didn't ask which classmate has such a good figure?"
Qi Ying: “…”
Why is this person becoming more and more...dissolute!
After Ji Rang finished teasing her, he was in a good mood and stretched over the phone. Qi Ying asked him, "You haven't gotten up yet?"
Her voice was soft and sticky, and it felt like it was right next to his ear.
His heart beat very fast for a moment.
He wanted her to be by his side, to wake up in the morning, to hold her in his arms, and to kiss her soft lips.
Ji Rang felt that he was obscene.
The little girls are not yet adults.
He turned over and sat up in bed: "I'll be up soon, see you next week."
She said obediently: "Yeah."
Ji Rang hung up the phone and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.
When I arrived at school on Monday, Yue Li was already in Class 2 classroom.
While chewing on bread, she excitedly told the classmates around her that Qi Ying could speak, and everyone was looking forward to it. As soon as Qi Ying entered the classroom, she felt more than a dozen burning gazes.
Yue Li greeted her excitedly: "Yingying, good morning!"
She came over and spoke in front of her classmates for the first time. She was a little embarrassed and paused. Her voice was sweet and soft: "Good morning, everyone."
There was a sudden burst of "wow" all around.
"As expected, cute girls have cute voices too!"
"Yingying, congratulations on being able to speak!"
"After being able to hear, Yingying can now speak. What a blessed place our Class 2 is!"
Everyone was having a great time.
Soon, the students who came to the classroom one after another all knew that Qi Ying could speak. Those who were on good terms with her immediately ran over to talk to her, while those who were not on good terms with her asked a few questions while she was collecting history homework.
When Zhao Dunan heard people at the tables in front and behind him discussing how sweet Qi Ying's voice was, his face turned green with anger.
She said before that she was disdainful of competing with a disabled person for the school beauty. Now that the disabled person has become a normal person, she is even less able to compete.
During the morning self-study, even Liu Qinghua knew that Qi Ying could speak. She smiled and felt that her decision to let Qi Ying lead the dance during the break was a wise one. She called Qi Ying, who was reciting classical Chinese, to the corridor and asked her a few questions.
Seeing her clear articulation and sweet voice, I felt relieved.
After the morning self-study, there is a flag-raising ceremony. All the classes in the school gather in the playground. Many students in different classes know each other, after all, they are all in small classes together.
Whispering to each other during the gathering:
——Did you know that the special students in our class can speak?
——The school belle can talk now. She can listen and speak, just like a normal person.
——Look, you are still calling people disabled, but they are not disabled at all!
The news spread so much that even the students from Class 9, who were standing at the back and had a lax attitude, knew about it.
Qu Dazhuang excitedly shook the arm of Ji Rang, who was dozing off while standing, "Brother Rang! Have you heard? Your little fairy can talk now!"
Ji Rang kicked him away and said, "How could I not know? Do I need you to tell me?"
Qu Dazhuang stood back feeling wronged and complained to Liu Haiyang: "You know it, that's all. Why is he so proud?"
After the flag-raising ceremony, there were routine speeches and announcements. A name that had not appeared for a long time appeared again in the list of criticisms: "Ji Rang, from Class 9, Grade 2, deliberately caused trouble and fought. His behavior was bad and had a great impact. He was criticized and recorded a demerit!"
The students in the front all turned their heads secretly to look.
Ji Rang stood there with a cold look on his face, as if he didn't take the punishment seriously.
In fact, this fight was not as serious as the ones he had gotten into before. After all, the teachers and classmates were present and quickly pulled him apart. But Fang Xu was a good student at the top of the school pyramid.
Qu Dazhuang cursed fiercely beside him: "This idiot! I will not deserve this disciplinary record if I don't kill him after school!"
Ji Rang glanced at him and said, "Don't cause trouble."
After the flag-raising ceremony, everyone went back to their classes. Although Ji Rang didn't seem to care on the surface, he was still a little annoyed when he thought about the fairy hearing his criticism in the report, so he went to a small store to buy some cold drinks to cool down.
There is a row of ginkgo trees planted on the way to the store, and tender green buds have begun to sprout.
When we turned the corner, Fang Xu and a group of boys came down from the office building next door, chatting and laughing.
Ji Rang just glanced at him and looked away. He was too lazy to bother with this idiot. Unexpectedly, Fang Xu was determined to seek death and approached him.
He called out to him with a smile: "Junior, can you bear the punishment?"
Ji Rang paused, and when he turned his head to look over, his eyes were wild and cold, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a frightening smile: "I don't mind a few more punishments, do you want to try?"
Fang Xu couldn't laugh anymore and looked at him coldly.
Ji Rang sneered and started to leave.
Fang Xu said calmly from behind: "Originally, it was more than just a punishment. They also asked you to apologize to me in person. I persuaded you to go back." He paused, smiled and said: "Because your mother had a good relationship with my mother and bought me toys."
The boy's indifferent back froze.
For a moment, it seemed as if even the wind had taken a detour.
He turned around, his eyes filled with mad violence.
Fang Xu was just waiting for him to go crazy.
He was deliberately trying to provoke him.
He checked it over the weekend. He knew that Ji Rang was beginning to change. He rarely went out to cause trouble, attended classes well every day, and took tutoring classes. His test scores improved every time.
He is changing for that little girl.
And the little girl seemed to fall for his trick.
Why?
Excellence from the beginning to the end is not accepted, but the prodigal son who returns will be favored instead?
He was unwilling to accept it.
He wants to show everyone that trash is always trash.
The young man walked towards him, exuding a menacing murderous aura.
Fang Xu glanced at the office building behind him and saw many teachers who had just finished a meeting in the lobby.
As the breeze blew, the ginkgo leaves that had been hanging on the branches for a whole winter fell down.
Amidst the flying golden leaves, the little girl came running over, holding a lollipop in her hand, and hugged the boy's waist from behind.
Ji Rang smelled a familiar sweet fragrance.
He looked down at the hands around his waist.
Thin, white, pink lollipops were embedded between the fingers.
The little girl's breathless, soft and gentle voice came from behind: "Don't fight."
His tense body relaxed, and he turned around to touch the girl's hair which was a little messy due to running. His throat moved and he uttered a low word: "Okay."
Qi Ying smiled with her eyes curved.
She put the lollipop in his hand, held the hem of his unzipped school uniform, and whispered, "Let's go back to class."
The boy nodded and followed her back.
Fang Xu stood on the steps, clenched his fingers into fists, and sneered, "Xiaoxuemei, do you know what kind of person he is? How dare you defend him like this?"
Qi Ying was furious.
She turned her head, glared at Fang Xu, and said angrily: "I like him no matter what he is like, but I won't like you anyway!"
Ji Rang was not angry at all, he just burst out laughing beside him.
His girl is so good.
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