Chapter 339 Xia Beiqing's Classmate

Shen Zhiyu sat by the bed, gently supported Xia Beiqing's face with one hand, and coaxed gently: "It's okay, I will be with you, I can't be bored at home all the time, if you really feel uncomfortable, I will I'll bring you back right away, okay?"

Xia Beiqing looked into Shen Zhiyu's eyes, froze for a moment, then nodded his head.

Shen Zhiyu carried Xia Beiqin downstairs with his back on his back, and put him on a wheelchair. Uncle Zou was in the lobby, and he also smiled at Xia Beiqin and said, "Master Beiqin, the sun is so bright outside, you and Mr. Shen have a good time." Bar."

When Shen Zhiyu pushed Xia Beiqing out of the door, Uncle Zou couldn't hold back his smile anymore, and secretly wiped away his tears.

It was sunny outside, and Shen Zhiyu pushed Xia Beiqing for a walk on the side of the road. Fearing that Xia Beiqing would be bored, Shen Zhiyu kept chatting with him, but unfortunately, Xia Beiqing couldn't reply any more.

Shen Zhiyu picked a flower from a branch, handed it to Xia Beiqing, and said with a smile, "Smell it, it's very fragrant."

Xia Beiqing sniffed obediently, then nodded his head.

Shen Zhiyu put the flower in Xia Beiqing's hand: "Take it, let's take it home and put it by the bed."?

Xia Beiqing shook his head.

Shen Zhiyu asked, "What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

Xia Beiqing raised the flower, pressed down the petals, and then slowly lowered the flower.

Shen Zhiyu understood what he meant, he meant that the flowers would wither.

"It doesn't matter. When it is about to wither, we make it into a dried flower and put it in the book as a bookmark." Shen Zhiyu said.

Xia Beiqing's eyes lit up for a moment.

Shen Zhiyu patted his head: "Did you see it? North tilt, this flower grows on the branches for people to watch, and if you put it on the bedside, people can smell the fragrance of the flowers. If you are afraid of withering and withering, it's okay." Make it a bookmark, so no matter what it is, no matter what kind of things you encounter, you can live out different values.”

Xia Beiqing gently twirled the flower in his hand, and fiddled with the petals with his fingers, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Little Overlord?" Suddenly, a call came from a distance.

Shen Zhiyu and Xia Beiqing turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw a young man walking in front of him. He was about the same age as Xia Beiqing. Shen Zhiyu recognized him. Northward students.

The boy approached, looked at Xia Beiqing in the wheelchair, his eyes slowly moved down, and then looked at his legs under the blanket. The boy was full of astonishment: "Why are you sitting in the wheelchair? What happened?"

The boy wasn't concerned, his expression was clearly curious and gossip.

Xia Beiqing's face turned pale.

The boy blinked his eyes and asked persistently, "Little Overlord, why don't you speak? You don't know me anymore?"

Shen Zhiyu immediately stepped forward, blocking Xia Beiqing like a chicken cub.

Only then did the young man notice Shen Zhiyu, and stared in disbelief: "Mr. Shen? Why are you here?"

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak, but turned his head to look, and saw Xia Beiqing in the wheelchair with his head deeply buried, his hands tightly clutching the corners of his clothes, trembling uncontrollably. ?

Shen Zhiyu immediately reached out, supported the wheelchair, turned around and left with Xia Beiqing, and walked quickly towards Jun's house.

Back in the room, Shen Zhiyu supported Xia Beiqing and sat down on the edge of the bed, and hurriedly held his head with his hands. Just as he was about to speak, Xia Beiqing turned his head away, avoiding his touch, and pulled the quilt Wrapping herself, twisting her body, she desperately shrank towards the corner of the bed. ?

Shen Zhiyu knew that the acquaintance he just met and the acquaintance's inquiry must have hurt him very much.