Chapter 9 Three, Mo Chun?You, why, why are you called Chun?

Because of meeting Bai Chu, because of the accidental encounter with him at the beginning, under the severe pressure of the college entrance examination, I searched all the love novels from ancient and modern Chinese and foreign in the library, trying to prove my idea: all the so-called classics Love all stems from this fleeting encounter, rather than a long-term love. For example, the Seven Fairies flew across the sky and fell in love with Dong Yong; Romeo fell in love with Juliet at the reception; Jack fell in love with Rose on the big ship... All kinds of evidence tell me that I love this man named Bai Chu without any reason. Wrong, and we are very likely to write a love story that will last forever.

At that time, Mai Le was also in the library to help me look up these earth-shattering love evidences. Just when I raised my head and smiled smugly, she turned her face, held her glasses and said to me seriously, um, Mo Chun, Ximen Qing and Miss Pan also fell in love at first sight! My innocent feelings were squandered by Mai Le, so I became angry from embarrassment, regardless of the library being a quiet place, I yelled, Mai Le, third uncle and grandpa, you go to hell! I don't know when it started, "Go to hell" became my catchphrase.I've used it countless times in real life until I've mastered it.For those people and things that make me angry and frustrated, I will say: you go to hell!

But, to Baichu, I was an exception. When I told Baichu my name, Mo Chunshi.I used a very thin voice.At that time, the clouds were floating in front of my eyes, the sky was so bright and blue, and this man who made me blush was so close in front of my eyes.I feel that when I raise my head, I can put the bridge of my nose against his chin, form an ambiguous and warm gaze with him, and feel his gentle and dignified breath. But in such a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere, Bai Chu actually said something that made me uncomfortable, he looked at me in surprise, his beautiful lips were slightly pursed, Mo Chun?You, why, why are you called Chun?

If Baichu's name happens to be composed of characters that I like, then my name may happen to be composed of characters that Baichu dislikes the most, so his reaction will be so big. Instinctively, after such embarrassment, I would say, go to hell!But at that time, facing such a beautiful Baichu, I stretched my neck and swallowed these four words, choking my pupils to the point of dizziness, I still kept my voice soft and said to him with a low eyebrow and a pleasing expression , I said, maybe my daddy doesn’t understand the profoundness of Chinese characters, or maybe he didn’t learn the permutations and combinations of mathematics well, so among so many words with colors and temperatures, he chose such a bad name for me .I said, guest officer, if you don't mind, just go ahead and listen!

Bai Chu was amused by my words, so happy flowers bloomed in his eyes, but he was very indifferent, just smiled and said in a low voice, I can't tell, you are still a very humorous little girl! I looked at his star-like eyes, and his beautiful face carved from white jade. I blushed slightly, but didn't make a sound.No matter how humorous I am, I can't be more humorous than him.Just a few minutes ago, when I was in a daze with the warm fur gloves in the supermarket, this humorous and handsome man appeared out of nowhere, firmly and forcefully removed my hand from the pair of gloves, and said nothing. Put the gloves in his shopping basket and pull me to the checkout with one hand.

Checked out very neatly, and then, still that gentle and slender hand, took me and tightly protected me behind me.After walking out of the supermarket, he put this pair of gloves with a price tag of 48 yuan and 90 cents into my hand. All of this is like a dream.When I raised my childish face and looked at the god-like man in front of me, at that moment, the whole world bloomed gorgeous flowers at his gentle fingertips. When he left, he turned his head and smiled at me, you are too young, don't do such a thing.When he said this, his voice was so gentle that it was a mess.His handsome outline softened in his warm voice, just like the little prince in a fairy tale.

In fact, he may have misunderstood my intentions.Although, I don't know how many times I have appeared in front of this pair of gloves, I don't know how many times I have put it in my hand to look at it repeatedly, and I don't know how many times I have secretly hidden it in my pocket, just like this time , I put it in my pocket so frightened, but in the end, I will obediently put it on the shelf, and then stare blankly.Because, I always feel that there is a shadow like the autumn wind behind me; there is a pair of sad and indifferent eyes staring at me all the time.Although, whenever I look back, it always disappears suddenly, like a hallucination.However, my small body can really feel very strongly that a pair of eyes, like two bright wounds, opened on my back.Let me not dare to do this embarrassing thing easily.

So, that day, I held back Bai Chu who was about to leave, and told him this logic that I couldn't explain clearly.I raised my face, frowning tightly, holding the corner of his clothes firmly with my cold little hand, biting my lip, and defended myself.I just want him to know that I'm not the kind of girl he thinks.I won't steal, I won't steal. Perhaps Baichu was frightened by my anxious and stubborn expression, so he smiled at me, handed me a business card, and said softly, "My name is Baichu, and I live nearby. If you need any help in the future , or encounter any difficulties, must remember to come to me.

I looked at the card, on the light blue floating surface, there were two characters that I liked for a long time written on it: Baichu. So, at that moment, I slowly let go of the hand that was tightly holding the corner of his clothes.He tilted his head, smiled at him, carefully put the business card into the big schoolbag behind him, and said to him in a soft voice, I am a student and I don't have a business card, but my name is Mo Chun and I am fourteen years old. .After finishing speaking, I stood on tiptoe on purpose and compared my height with the tall and thin man in front of me, um, it was still on his chest.It seems that I still have to work hard to grow taller, so that I can reach his shoulders, his chin, um, the bridge of his nose is also good!

Of course, this good-looking man didn't feel the silly thoughts of those little girls in my heart.He may have been shocked by my name, and a particularly surprised expression appeared on his face, his beautiful lips were slightly pursed, and he blurted out such words——Mo Chun?You, why, why are you called Chun? This man who made me blush was stunned in front of my eyes.I feel that by standing on tiptoe and raising my head, I can put the bridge of my nose against his chin, form an ambiguous and warm gaze with him, and feel his gentle and dignified breath.You can also see his childish expression when he is surprised at a close distance.

Not long after this kind of close contact, Bai Chu was embarrassed by my round eyes, and felt that his reaction to my name was too intense.So, in order to express my guilt, I chatted with me for a while on the steps of the supermarket. While carrying a big schoolbag and chatting with this beautiful man in front of me, I was shivering, running out with a runny nose, looking at the beautiful man in front of me.Obviously, the slightly thin clothes I have on my body can hardly help me resist the dry and cold weather of this cold winter.However, I still sniffed my nose excitedly while telling him, I said, it seems that this supermarket is haunted, just now, it seems that there is something neither human nor ghost, which has been following me.Wherever I go, wherever he follows, it's so strange and scary. Bai Chu listened to me with a smile, then, looking up at the white sky, and at me whose face was frozen into a red Fuji, she simply reached out and took off the scarf on her body, and pulled me to him. By my side, I wrapped the scarf around my neck, one after another, like wrapping rice dumplings tightly, wrapping me tightly. I looked at him stupidly, not understanding how this strange man could have such a kind heart and treat me so well.Is it my appearance, really down and out, very pitiful?Thinking of this, I looked at the badly worn shoes on my feet with low self-esteem, and quietly retracted my body. Bai Chu clapped his hands, said with a smile, it's too cold, why don't you tell me where your home is, and I'll take you home.When you have a chance in the future, tell me the story about the haunted supermarket. I shook my head, or the sudden self-esteem at that time made me unwilling to continue to accept the pity and love this man gave me.So, I stubbornly refused his offer to take me home. Turn around, step on the cold and hard ground, shake off your steps and run away.When I ran away, I still didn't forget to turn my head and shout to this handsome man: Remember my name, my name is Mo Chun!I am fourteen years old this year, and I will grow up soon! Yes, I hope so, I hope he can remember my name, just like I can remember his name, Baichu. On that day, I unexpectedly received a kind gift from this kind man named Bai Chu—this pair of leather gloves that I had coveted for so long. Because, a few days ago, Mo Fan, a kid, went to a private workshop to press cardboard boxes during the winter vacation, and was crushed by the machine on his left hand.After a simple dressing, he ran to the station to sell newspapers in the cold wind.On the injured hand, he only wore a pair of simple white line gloves.A few days ago, when I went home, I saw his injured hand, because of the cold, began to crack and pus.Grandma wiped him with chili water, and he yelled and watched me enter the door. He held back his voice, and saw the bean big sweat rolling from the face of this 12-year-old boy. down. At first, the little guy Mo Fan refused to show me his hands, and kept hiding like a little hamster, grinning while hiding, saying, it’s okay, it’s okay.It wasn't until I accidentally hurt him during the tugging that he frowned and let me spread his hand in front of his eyes. The little hand in the palm suddenly became like this six years later: red, swollen, chapped, and pus-oozing.All the bitterness of life is carved out of his tender little hands. As his trusting sister, I can't protect him. Seeing all this, my tears fell down like small stones. Mo Fan was a little anxious, pulled me like a little rabbit, and said, sister, sister, don't cry, grandma said, you will be in high school next year.Grandma said that when a girl grows up, she should not be too poor, otherwise, others will look down on her.So, sister, I just want to earn a little more money so that you can wear a slightly better-looking dress. I don't want others to look down on you.Sister, I... That day, I didn't let Mo Fan finish his sentence. His words were like a knife soaked in salt water, and the wound was twice as painful.I deliberately yelled at him, and I said, money, money, money, you start talking about money at a young age!You deserve your hand to be crushed, you deserve it to rot!