The other children called her "little mute". Only Zhou Tingyue did not dislike her inability to speak.
He would get very angry when someone called her a little mute, and he almost got into a fight with others several times, but luckily Ling Lu caught him in time.
She just held his hand tightly and shook her head at him.
Although she did not speak, Zhou Tingyue understood that she was afraid that he would be hurt.
No matter how hard Zhou Tingyue and Jian Jianming tried, they failed to get Ling Lu to speak out until school started in September.
Jian Jianming was so worried that he couldn't sleep at night. He was nine years old when he was learning to speak and communicate. Linglu just didn't want to open his mouth. What if he really became mute?
He was at his wits end.
On the registration day, Jian Jianming took her to school, and he found the class teacher in private.
"Teacher, our Lu Lu has some language problems due to some stimulation. I would like to ask you to look after her a little bit."
The head teacher is a very good teacher. A beautiful newly graduated college student said: "No problem, don't worry, I'll take care of it."
After class, the students were all playing wildly on the playground in groups, and Ling Lu was alone. Lying on the table alone and staring outside in a daze.
Every time at this time, Zhou Tingyue would always appear by chance: "Guess which hand has something, if you guess it right I will give it to you."
Ling Lu was happy She looked at him, pretending to think, but in reality it was just casual, because no matter whether she guessed correctly or not, Zhou Tingyue would eventually hand the candy in his palm to her hand.
Zhou Tingyue is two years older than Ling Lu, one grade higher. They go to school together and finish school together.
Not long after these days, the nickname "Little Mute" spread throughout the school.
One day, Zhou Tingyue and she were walking side by side on the way home. A group of naughty children walked behind them and kept throwing small stones at them.
They kept shouting in a sarcastic tone: "Little mute, Zhou Tingyue's wife is a little mute."
They enjoyed this, not knowing what these words would do to them. How much harm can a traumatized child do.
": My sister is not mute." Zhou Tingyue shouted angrily at the group of people to retort.
": He's just a little mute. If he's not a mute, how come he never speaks?"
Zhou Tingyue couldn't bear it anymore, ": Sister, I promised not to let anyone bully you, so just wait for me here. ."
Her cheeks were flushed from the sun, and her bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead. She was as cute as a doll.
She held Zhou Tingyue's hand and kept shaking her head at him.
": It's okay." Zhou Tingyue patted her head gently.
": Little mute, little mute." The group of children shouted more and more enthusiastically.
Zhou Tingyue took his schoolbag toHe threw it heavily on the ground, waved his fists and rushed towards the group of naughty children. The group of children on the opposite side took advantage of their large number and pushed Zhou Tingyue to the ground and kicked him one after another.
Ling Lu ran forward with red eyes and wanted to pull Zhou Tingyue out of the center of the storm.
Zhou Tingyue held his head and shouted to Ling Lu, "Don't come over, I don't feel any pain."
His face was sweating profusely, he grimaced in pain, and his snow-white T-shirt was all covered in It was a footprint, no matter what. In order not to worry Ling Lu, he didn't make any sound.
Ling Lu shed tears silently at first, and finally cried loudly. She cried and shouted, "Brother."
Time and space seemed to have stopped, and everyone stopped. The movements of their feet all turned to look at her, their eyes as wide as copper bells.
Zhou Tingyue looked stunned at first, and then laughed happily.
": She is really not a little mute." Several people looked at each other.
Ling Lu pushed away the few people who were still shocked that she was not mute and stared at them with his tearful eyes.
": I know which family you are a child from. When I get home, I will take my grandpa to visit your parents."
She spoke so eloquently all of a sudden Coupled with the serious and serious expressions, several children began to feel guilty.
Zhou Tingyue felt that she looked more like her sister at this moment.
": Apologize," Ling Lu said righteously.
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Several children only felt guilty about Ling Lu, and the parents in her mouth were the source of their fear.
": I'm sorry."
Ling Lu stopped looking at them, and she helped Zhou Tingyue up.
Zhou Tingyue looked at her intently, stretched out his hand and pinched Ling Lu's soft cheeks, his playful smile was not straight.
": Call me brother again."
": Does it hurt?" Ling Lu looked at his dirty shirt.
": It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." In order to prove that he was indeed fine, Zhou Tingyue spun and jumped in front of Ling Lu.
Ling Lu’s mouth tightened and his eyes turned red again.
": Don't cry, I'm really fine."
Zhou Tingyue found that his whole body was dirty, only the back of his hand was clean, he rubbed it gently with the back of his hand Looking under her eyes.
": Stop crying, otherwise Grandpa Jian will think I bullied you."
": You can't." Ling Lu pushed his hand away.
Zhou Tingyue picked up his schoolbag from the ground and patted the dust on it.
": Hurry up and call me brother again. I didn't hear you clearly just now."
Ling Lu obediently called out ": Brother." His voice was full of childishness.
Zhou Tingyue touched his head in embarrassment, his face as red as a monkey's butt.
He murmured for a long time with his mouth open, then whispered "Hey."
From then on, Zhou Tingyue never let Ling Lu call him brother again.
……
The "brother" Ling Lu unconsciously called gave Gu Zhiye a heavy blow. How much did she like Zhou Tingyue to keep going even though she was unconscious? shouted to him.
Gu Zhiye looked at Ling Lu's clean face, feeling a surge of self-pity.
If she had known that Zhou Tingyue was not dead, would she have thrown herself into his arms without hesitation?
Gu Zhiye's eyes darkened. When he thought of Ling Lu ruthlessly pushing him away and running towards Zhou Tingyue, his heart felt as if someone had squeezed him hard with his hands.
He closed his eyes and pressed his lips to Ling Lu's forehead, reluctant to move away.
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In junior high school, Ling Lu Chuluo became more and more beautiful, and her grades were also top-notch. Many boys wrote her love letters, bought her milk tea and gave her gifts, but without exception, she rejected them all. go back.
There were also some boys who blocked the door of their class window after class and poked their heads in to look at her, but they were all ignored by her.
She has a very cold personality and only talks and laughs with Zhou Tingyue.
They get out of school together, study together and do homework together.
The two agreed to help each other and make progress together.
One day after school, Zhou Tingyue got excited and wanted to play football for a while before going back, but Ling Lu happened to be having her period that day and felt uncomfortable. She was too embarrassed to tell Zhou Tingyue that she was on her period. She only said that she had something to do at home today and wanted to go home early.
After school, there are often some dropouts and idle people in society stopping at the school gate.
On the way to the bus stop, Ling Lu was stopped by a group of gangsters with yellow hair, who looked like they were fifteen or sixteen years old.
": Ling Lu, right? I've heard people say you're beautiful a long time ago. Please give me your contact information." The leader, a thin boy with sallow skin, said.
He thought he was very handsome and blew out smoke at Ling Lu.
Ling Lu frowned and held his breath.