Chapter 15 third chapter

After class the next day, I found that my classmates were whispering in twos and threes, and some of them looked at me and laughed secretly.One, two years older than me, walked past me and yelled, "Ho, ho! Climb up the window and hang out with a paralyzed doll!" What surprised me was not the laughter of my classmates, but the word "paralyzed".I remembered that I had never seen her lower body, and that she had never stood up, and it dawned on me: She is really a "paralyzed person"! I suddenly felt that playing with her had a meaning that excited me: if I ignored her calling , my little conscience would feel uneasy.

In the afternoon, I stood in front of her again. "I thought you weren't coming." She had a bright smile on her face.I tried to hide my curiosity and looked at her again.She was wearing a lavender silk dress with red roses embroidered on the chest.Her body, like the rapeseed field, exudes an intoxicating spring scent.However, she is indeed a disabled person.After I'd chatted with her about school anecdotes, she suddenly talked about death. She made a mysterious expression again, "There are thirty-seven different ways of death in Hollywood movies." She closed her eyes, threw her head back suddenly, and then slowly fell to one side, still opening slightly. mouth.I was scared, and reached out to shake her: "Hey! Don't die, okay?"

"Fool!" She interrupted the performance, opened her eyes, and showed a strange smile, "You are fine, you don't want me to die..." She is a beautiful girl, but she can only sit by the window and cannot run in the spring sunshine, the fields, or the streets.A deep sympathy welled up in my heart.I want her to live happily and not think about death all day long.