Seeing that he was silent again, Gong Suhe didn't think much about it. Instead, he asked, "how can you go home later?"

"I asked Xu Bo to pick me up." Zhai Xingchen said.

Palace Mo Yi see juvenile finish this sentence, suddenly seem a little lonely, so she proposed: "Su He, otherwise you grasp the wheelchair handle, anyway won't fall, let's go to the middle play?"

Gong Suhe's eyes lit up: "good."

So she took advantage of Zhai Xingchen's wheelchair to stabilize her center of gravity and walked carefully to the middle.

Several times, Gong Suhe almost fell. She grasped the handle, but because Zhai Xingchen held the wheelchair, she could stand still.

"It's a good thing you're steady." Gong Suhe sighed: "I'm not well balanced."

"Well." Zhai Xingchen replied that he could not see her at the moment, but he was satisfied that he could make her have a good time because of her support.

This pair of them played differently from those around them, so they attracted a lot of attention all the way.

A girl said to the boy beside her, "Wow, the wheelchair rented by my little brother is fun. I'll play next time!"

"I don't know where to rent it. I'll ask later. But what's his name, little brother? That's someone else's boyfriend. Your boyfriend is me! "

"I'm jealous? But that little brother and his girlfriend all look good, especially match

Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhai Xingchen's ears turned red when he heard their conversation.

At this time, for the first time, he heard the evaluation of himself from others. He had no sympathy, no contempt, and even some envy.

His throat was suddenly blocked by some emotion.

He thought that the kindness he met seemed to originate from the girl behind him.

Would it have been better if he had met her earlier?

Gong Suhe was trying to find a balance when he saw the boy in the wheelchair suddenly turn his head.

He looked at her, pupil is her and all around the snowflakes: "Gong Suhe, happy Christmas Eve."

Gong Suhe was stunned. It was the first time that she listened to Zhai Xingchen speak.

She nodded to him, "well, happy Christmas Eve!"

They played until ten o'clock when Xu Bo was late.

Gong Mo Yi asks Gong Suhe to accompany Zhai Xingchen on the sideline. She runs to buy three cups of milk tea.

Today, the milk tea shop sent an apple, and she came back with an apple in her arms.

"Come on, the three of us." Gong Moyi gives Zhai Xingchen the original flavor, and Gong Suhe the taro, and gives her an apple.

Gong Suhe took the apple and gave it to Zhai Xingchen: "although I don't believe in foreign festivals, many people believe it. I think it's not bad to believe it. Zhai Xingchen, I wish you peace. "

Zhai Xingchen holding the apple, a time do not know what to say.

Peace is her most beautiful blessing to him.

He nodded and held the apple still.

Gong Su he said to him, "your family is here."

Gong Mo Yi laughs: "Su He, your classmate is dull, like a sculpture, ha ha ha..."

Zhai Xingchen was once said to be stupid, but all the people who spoke were satirical.

What he heard today was pure kindness.

It was the best Christmas Eve he ever had, and perhaps the last.

Xu Bo has arrived and thanks the two girls.

They waved to him: "uncle, happy Christmas Eve."

"Well." Xu Bo nodded.

Today, he has been worried because his uncle and the third uncle's family took Zhai Xingchen away by force, and he also called it taking the children out to breathe.

But every time he comes out to breathe, Zhai Xingchen gets hurt when he comes home.

Xu Bo has been sitting still, especially when he heard that the two children were broken.

However, when he was about to call Zhai Xingchen, he received a call from Zhai Xingchen.

On the phone, the teenager's voice leaped with uncontrollable joy: "Uncle Xu, I'm playing with her. You can pick me up later."