Time: 2011-7- 10 21:58:12 Words: 2164
I tossed and turned in bed, always feeling that time passed very slowly, looking at the clock on the wall absentmindedly
As I walked forward, I felt more and more bored. How to kill time? I really hope Han Geng and the others will come soon. Now
Buddha treated every second as a day, and time passed very slowly. Usually, free time passed too quickly. Now, she felt more and more that
Time passed slowly. I stared at the clock on the wall. Grandpa gave it to me on my thirteenth birthday, meaning
No, I hung it in the most eye-catching spot in my room. Its appearance was also different from the other clocks in the house. It had a heavenly wind.
From inside to outside, there was nothing that did not reveal the temperament of the Chinese dynasty. It's my favorite, I love it so much, every time I see it
It was as if it was looking at its grandfather in heaven and seeing the ancient culture of the country.
I stared at the clock on the wall and thought about the stories my grandfather told me about the ancient times of China. I especially liked listening to them.
At that time, listening to grandpa's stories became a part of my life. Now that grandpa is gone, there is no one to tell me stories. since
After Grandpa left, although my family also told me stories, I didn't feel as touched as Grandpa. Grandpa was talking about
China's culture, China's everything. So I don't remember when I stopped listening to stories.
In order to pass the time, I randomly picked a book from the bookcase. It was the Thirty-Six Stratagems.
It seemed to be a strategy used by the ancient people of the Chinese Dynasty in war. It was called winning with wisdom. Grandpa's gone, I don't understand
Chinese. I casually flipped open a page and read it carefully. Although I didn't understand it, I still carefully experienced the joy of reading.
Grandfather's mood at that time was to experience the ancient culture of China.
I don't know how long it took, but my phone rang. It was Han Geng.
"Han Geng, you're here?"
"Sister, are you ready? We're already outside your house."
"I'll be down in a while. No! Immediately! I'm starting to walk."
Han Geng's clear laughter and Xi Che's strange laughter came from the other end of the phone.
It was possible. I tidied up my clothes, carried my bag and rushed downstairs. Before I went out, I took the book with the ancient culture of China.
He put on the Thirty-Six Stratagems.
"Sister, good morning."
"Good morning, two cute little fellows.”
"Sister, why are you carrying your bag? It won't be good for morning exercise later."
" Oh my, idiot, Han Geng is an idiot. How am I going to go to class if I don't memorize? If it's not easy to carry my bag, I'll hand it in."
I'll give it to you, right?"
"Humph."
Han Geng grunted playfully, took the bag from my hand, put it on his shoulder, and strode away. Heechul
He was mumbling something, but his expression suggested that he was planning how to bully Han Geng later.
"Peter, let's start running."
Under Lord Xi's command, the three of us ran quickly on the street, as if we were firemen.
The staff went to put out the fire. He ran towards the hospital in Donghai. After running for a while, I realized that Han Geng was far behind us. I must have carried him.
My bag caused it. I ran over to take the bag from Han Geng's shoulder, but he refused.
"Sis, it's fine. Perhaps it had been a long time since he had run so fast, but he suddenly couldn't take it anymore.”
Anyone who understood would know that Han Geng was lying. He ran every day and ran fast every day.
There must be an inside story. While I was wondering why Han Geng was lying, Heechul went over to help him.
Han Geng was sitting on the ground. He scolded Han Geng with concern.
"Why is it starting to hurt? I told you not to come, but you insisted. You just didn't listen to me.”
As he spoke, he took my bag from Han Geng's shoulder. Han Geng was not very willing.
Geng glanced at Han Geng and obediently gave the bag to Peter. Seeing this, I took back my bag from Heechul's hands.
"It still hurts? What should he do? Why are you so disobedient? You insist on doing what I don't want you to do.”
As an outsider, I couldn't help but feel confused.
"Han Geng, what's wrong? Was it very painful? Are you hurt somewhere?"
"Sis, I'm…I'm fine."
"He sprained his ankle while dancing a few days ago. Coupled with the training these few days, it's getting worse.”
In the end, Peter couldn't bear it anymore and told the truth. He rolled up Han Geng's left trouser leg. I saw him
His left foot was obviously swollen, bigger than his right foot. Seeing him like this, I almost cried again.
"Peter, don't say anymore. It's just a small injury.”
"How can it be a small injury? It's already like this. Do you want your leg? You can tell me if you're injured."
"Since you have promised others, you must do it. I hope sister will be happy.”
Han Geng said to me with a serious face. Tears blurred my eyes and I couldn't see the kind person in front of me.
A boy.
"Peter, tissue, quickly give Sister a tissue.”
I took the tissue from Peter and wiped my tears. He hailed a taxi and sent Han Geng to the hospital.
The doctor told me that it was fortunate that he was sent in time, otherwise he would have been disabled and the patient would not be able to get out of bed for four months.
He would move around and see how his physical fitness recovered.
"Can I still dance in the future?"
Han Geng, who was lying on the hospital bed, asked the doctor, hoping to hear a satisfactory answer. He looked at the doctor sincerely.
Doctor. Why was he always so kind and heartbreaking?
"Dance? You're almost crippled and you still want to dance?"
"What did you say?”
Hearing the doctor's words, I was very angry and shouted at the doctor without hesitation.
"If you can't cure him, I'll burn down your hospital and cripple you.”
I warned the doctor again to think carefully before speaking. For them, I can do anything
Because they've given me too much. What I'm doing is just the tip of the iceberg.
The doctors who were threatened by me changed their attitude a lot. He looked at Han Geng's left leg again and asked,
Some situations.
You have to be more despicable than him in order to subdue him.
"I can't dance for now, but I'll have to wait for at least four months. I can't move during these four months of recovery.”
After saying that, the doctor timidly walked out and closed the door. The entire process was very careful. At this moment, I found Han
Geng and Xieche looked at me with a gaze that made me feel scared. The two of them said in unison,"Sister, you're too much."
I'm scared."
"Sister is only fierce to outsiders, not to you.”
I explained with a smile. I was only fierce to outsiders, but I cared for them in every way. I hope this matter will not be given to him
They left a bad impression on me.
"Alright, Peter, go and settle the procedures. I'll make a call.”
I called my mom. I wanted to ask her for help. Talk to mom about Han Geng, mom
This time, he still fully supported me and gave me a lot of help in terms of funds.
We had no choice but to ask Mom for help. We didn't have much money to begin with, and we really didn't have any extra money to give to Han.
Geng treated the disease. If he didn't find his mother, Han Geng's legs would probably be delayed. Since Mom said to ask her for help, why don't I
They had to follow her wishes and be good children. Besides, their mother liked them so much.
Mom told me to ask her for help, whether it's Han Geng or any of them.
He could ask her for help. I really do have 13 younger brothers.
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