"No!"
Bang——!
"Tell me, how long have you been hiding this from me? Huh?!"
"No matter what, I won't allow you to run again! Hurry up and give that track and field department to "Back off!"
"Even if my father dies, I won't allow you to run away again!"
In the Hashimoto family's cabin, Hashimoto Naoji, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was angrily angry. Throw whatever is at hand.
Like a child venting his anger at will, he kept moving angrily in his wheelchair.
15-year-old Hashimoto Lingling seemed to have known this outcome.
Expressionlessly, he picked up a medal and competition consent form that his father had thrown on the ground like garbage.
She quietly pushed Hashimoto Naoji into the bedroom, put her father's body on the bed without saying a word, and covered him with a quilt.
Although winter has not yet come, it is already very cold in Hokkaido.
Hashimoto Lingling tidied up the living room and went into her room, which was the room her mother originally used.
Since Tian Meiquanna left, it naturally belonged to her.
Hashimoto Lingling silently stored the inferior gold medal she won from a competition in the cabinet.
I saw countless commendations and medals lying quietly in the cabinet.
She has won those in the past six years.
For six years, Hashimoto Naoji stayed at home and never went out.
So I don’t know anything about Hashimoto Lingling’s running.
Until today.
Her mentor, Risa Kamio, gave her a ticket for the youth competition in Kitami City.
Let her take it home and give it to her parents to sign for approval.
So that she can participate in the competition.
This is the only place Shuibang Elementary School has in the competition, and everyone is placing their hopes on her.
As long as she gets a good ranking in the competition, she can go to the capital and enroll in any high school in Tokyo that focuses on sports.
It was a prosperous capital city, and it was not comparable to the small town where Shuibang Village was located.
It can be said that six years of hard work will be realized on the day of the game.
But the reality is that after my father learned about it, he resolutely resisted.
"Why?" She couldn't figure it out.
Hashimoto Lingling hugged her sore legs from the training run and sat on the bed sobbing.
The other side.
Naoharu Hashimoto turned on the lights in the room.
Staring intently.
The incandescent lamp has been replaced by Hashimoto Lingling, and there are no more spider webs around it.
His vision was filled with white. After being in a daze for a long time, he unknowingly rememberedThings of the past.
………
Many years ago.
Hokkaido, a pediatric disease clinic in a large hospital.
"Doctor, is my son's disease polio?" Hashimoto Naoji's father asked without any doubts.
The doctor nodded, "Yes, this is probably hereditary. Has anyone in your family ever suffered from this disease?"
"Yes, my father, the child's grandfather has had it. But I don’t.”
“Yes, it’s normal, passed down from generation to generation,” the doctor said not surprised.
"It can be treated at present. It's not serious. It's just that the price is not cheap. You can see if you can afford it."
"If possible, I can arrange it right away. Treatment."
Naoji Hashimoto cast a childish look at his father.
"Dad."
His father touched his head and smiled comfortingly:
"Of course, money is not an issue."
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……
My family is very rich.
After treatment, my illness was cured.
My body no longer feels paralyzed, and I feel more comfortable exercising.
Teachers and classmates even praised me for my amazing athletic talent.
At a high school sports festival.
"Naoji, you are so awesome! Don't you get tired after running so many laps?"
"It's okay."
" He is worthy of being the ace of the track and field club!"
Naoji Hashimoto waved his hands and brushed his classmates' compliments behind his ears, then smiled and didn't take it seriously.
Suddenly, a girl looked like she was pushed in front of him by a friend.
"Hurry up! They are leaving."
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"Come on Izuna!"
Naoji Hashimoto looked strangely at the girl in front of him who lowered his head shyly.
"Classmate, are you okay?"
Tian Miizumi raised her head shyly, and the blush on her face made Naoji Hashimoto feel excited for the first time in his life.
"Well, you look handsome when you run. This is for you! Please accept it!"
After saying that, the girl stuffed everything in her hand into his hand. .
"This...is this?!" His friends beside him shouted in surprise when they saw something.
Naoji Hashimoto then retracted his gaze from Tian Miizumi and found that in addition to a bottle of water, there was also Zhang Xin in his hand.
There is a pink love mark on the surface of the letter.
"Love letter, oh my god! Naoji received the love letter?!"
"Open it quickly and take a look!"
Friends can't wait, of course he does too.
"To, Hashimoto-san."
"I'm sorry for being so sudden. I'm Tian Miizumi from Class 3, Class 6. You don't know me, right? But I am very fond of you. Everything is clear."
"If possible... can you be my male companion at the bonfire party after the sports festival in the afternoon?"
"I will wait for you. Yes! No matter how long it takes, you will be able to do it! ”
See the words as if they are face-to-face, and show your confidence.
A smile appeared on Naoji Hashimoto’s face.
Friends joked after seeing it.
"Look, Naoji's spring has come."
"Isn't it still autumn?"
"Hahahaha, idiot."
For the bonfire party that day, I arrived as scheduled after dressing up specially.
Tamiizumi Nana was also dressed very beautifully. For some reason, she was standing beside a bonfire with a large number of people, but I caught a glimpse of her with expectations in her heart.
We danced among the crowd in the night.
The light from the bonfire shone on our faces, and Izuna's face was red.
I don’t know if it was because of the bonfire or because I was shy.
I prefer the latter.
That day, we officially started dating.
After a few years of dating, we got married.
I soon had my first child, a daughter.
Quan Na named her Lingling. I think it sounds great.
When Lingling was three years old, our second child was born.
He is a healthy boy.
This time I came to choose a name, so I decided to call him Junyou.
I hope to be as handsome as me and be liked by girls.
At the same time, I hope God can bless him and us, so that our family will always be happy.
…………
Soon after.
Kitami City, in the same hospital.
Only this time it is the Department of Adult Diseases.
"Doctor, what's wrong with my husband?"
"We went for a run together in the afternoon. It wasn't strenuous, but..."
"Suddenly he can't move his legs?!"
Tian Meiquan was very emotional and her voice was close to hysteria.
"Madam, please calm down." The doctor looked at the report with a headache.
"Your husband's condition, uh... At present, it seems that it is the result of the recurrence of past illnesses..."
"It is... paralytic poliomyelitis, I'm sorry. , it is too late to relapse at this stage and cannot be treated to return to the past."
Hearing this, Hashimoto Naoji suddenly became angry.
"How could this happen?!"
"That's impossible. Do you mean that I will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life?"
He thought it was a small problem, but he didn't expect that his happy life would be ruined by running, which he was best at.
"Yes... I'm sorry." The doctor nodded, undoubtedly dashing his last hope.
"Are you kidding me?!"
"I don't believe it! How could it not be cured now that medical conditions are so advanced?"
"No matter how much money is spent It’s not a problem, heal my legs, you bastard!”
“You bastard!”
……