When I Found the Heroine As a Teenager

On the summer evening, Shuang ate lunch and was about to run out, but Jiang Wan called for a stop.

"Shuangshuang, the sun is very big outside, what are you going to do?"

"Auntie, I have something to do, I'll go now, bye."

Xia Wanshuang didn't say what he was doing, and walked outside with a wave.

Unlike yesterday’s downpour, today’s sun is extremely hot, and it seems that it will drain all the water that had fallen yesterday.

Knowing the hoarse cry on the tree, there were bursts of noise that made people audible.

The trash was roasted in the sun with a sour smell, Zhou Qinglang squatted in the corner, staring straight in one direction.

She waved away the flies around her a little irritably, and some wanted to run away.

That sister may just say it casually, she won't come again.

Footsteps sounded on the street, and Zhou Qinglang saw the little girl who ran over brightened her eyes, and the two ponytails fluttered and flicked, as if dangling into her heart.

"I'm sorry, I...I'm late, I was eating just now, what do you want to eat?"

In the summer evening, he put his hands on his knees and gasped, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Zhou Qinglang moved his mouth and said nothing.

"Rice? Fried noodles? Wontons?"

Xia Wanshuang said that Zhou Qinglang's face was a little bit more longing. It was obvious that his small face was dirty, and Xia Wanshuang could still be seen cute.

"Go, come with me, tell me what you want to eat."

Xia Wan waved his hands, Zhou Qinglang followed a few steps, and then stopped.

"I'm dirty."

Zhou Qinglang twisted his fingers, his eyes clouded with grayness.

"Then you wait for me here."

In the summer evening, I went to a fast food restaurant and ordered a fried noodle.

Two large portions of fried noodles, plus meat and eggs for three bucks and five, and one piece of mineral water. I bought it without distress in the summer evening pair. The system looked distressed to death.

[System]: Shuangshuang, we will have no money if we eat it like this

Four yuan and five! This is four dollars and five dollars!

[Xia Wan Shuang]: The problem is not big, take care of the child first

"Shuangshuang, you don't want to feed her, do you?"

The shop owner is a forty-year-old aunt, wearing an apron, and just saw Xia Wanshuang talking to a little beggar on the side of the road.

Xia Wan nodded both without disguising.

"Shuangshuang, Auntie tells you, kindness is a good thing, but you can't do a good thing, what if she sticks to you, you can't keep doing this, how dirty she is, there are so many bacteria."

The aunt's voice was loud and unconcealed, and Zhou Qinglang, who was not far away, heard it completely.

The expression of indifference hidden under the dirt, she has long been accustomed to other people's strange gaze and expulsion, and she has been thrown small stones by others before. These words don't matter to her.

She just stubbornly looked at Xia Wanshuang's direction, waiting for her response.

"Thank you auntie, I know, but my grandfather said that people should do some good deeds within their capacity."

Grandpa is the person Xia Wanshuang most respects. He often talks to Xia Wanshuang like this, and Xia Wanshuang also keeps it in his heart.

Xia Wanshuang said that, and the shopkeeper had nothing to say, so he could only shake his head secretly, handed over the packing box on his hand, and then gave her a bottle of water.

Xia Wanshuang ran over and handed it to Zhou Qinglang.

"The sun is so big here, let's go to that shady place to eat."

Xia Wan pointed to the shadows caused by the different heights of the buildings, and asked Zhou Qinglang to sit there.

"You eat, I will help you with water."

Xia Wanshuang sat on the steps and waved to Zhou Qinglang.

Zhou Qinglang sat under the sun, some distance from Xia Wan.

Xia Wanshuang approached in Zhou Qinglang's direction, Zhou Qinglang moved a bit aside, and Xia Wanshuang continued to approach, watching Zhou Qinglang move away in a panic.

"If you move aside, you will sit on the ground."

Xia Wan reminded him with a smile, and looked at Zhou Qinglang with his face held up.

"Don't get too close, it's dirty."

Zhou Qinglang's voice was dry, and she shrank away from the summer evening.

She is fragrant and clean, but she...

"It's okay, it's not dirty at all, come here to sit."

Xia Wanshuang reached out and grabbed Zhou Qinglang's hand, took the child to a shady place, and sat down by her.

She had just held the cold water in her hand, and pressed it on Zhou Qinglang's wrist. It was also cold, but Zhou Qinglang felt that the cold quickly became hot, like a fire, it seemed that the piece was starting to get hot even with her whole body.

When that hand was let go, she was still reluctant to give up.

"Drink saliva first, moisten your throat, and then eat."

Xia Wanshuang unscrewed the bottle cap and placed it in front of Zhou Qinglang.

Zhou Qinglang took it in silence, took a sip and put it next to him, lowered his head to eat.

I started to eat in a hurry. When I saw Xia Wanshuang looking at her, I didn't know why I was a little embarrassed and slowed down.

This is the best meal she has eaten these days, better than the morning meat buns and siu mai.

Zhou Qinglang chewed the rice noodles in his mouth, but he felt nauseous and nausea inexplicably.

Zhou Qinglang put down the things in his hands and retched on his stomach.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Xia Wanshuang was a little at a loss to see Zhou Qinglang's painful look. There should be no problem with the food. She watched the proprietress cook it.

[System]: Shuangshuang, she seems to be sick.

Xiawan wanted to meet Zhou Qinglang, but was shot by Zhou Qinglang.

Zhou Qinglang turned his head to look at Xia Wanshuang, his eyes a little fierce.

Zhou Qinglang felt that the drowsiness of her head became more serious, and she even couldn't see the figure in front of her. She only escaped from that place not long ago, and she must not fall into a more dangerous situation.

Zhou Qinglang was very energetic, and the backs of both hands were red on the summer evening, but she did not blame Zhou Qinglang for her actions, but was even more distressed because of her defensive actions.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Xia Wanshuang held Zhou Qinglang's hand and touched her forehead with the other hand.

"Your forehead is so hot, you may be sick. I'll take you to the doctor."

Xia Wanshuang stood up and reached out to Zhou Qinglang.

are you sick?

Zhou Qinglang covered his mouth and coughed twice, feeling that he seemed to have misunderstood Xia Wan, and he lowered his head somewhat at a loss.

"Get up quickly, you may have a fever, and your forehead is very hot, and I don't notice it just now, otherwise I won't buy this fried noodle for you, it's too greasy."

Xia Wanshuang's words of self-blame came to Zhou Qinglang's ears. Zhou Qinglang looked at her with some confusion, covering his heart, unable to tell the sour feeling.

When Zhou Qinglang got up, he still reluctantly looked at the fried noodles and the mineral water he had not eaten much, and wanted to lower his head to pick them up, but he staggered.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, you take my hand."

Xia Wan bent over, fastened the packing box, and put the water inside again. The sun fell on the two braids, followed by a sway, Zhou Qinglang couldn't bear the touch, and immediately shrank before Xia Wan straightened her waist. Back, put his hands behind him, pursed his lips and smiled quietly.

There was a health clinic not far away, and the doctor was shocked when he saw the little girl who was helping the little beggar come in.

"Doctor, please help me see what's wrong with her, she doesn't seem to be feeling well, I touched her forehead, it was very hot, did she have a fever?"

"Let me see."

The doctor put on his gloves, touched Zhou Qinglang's forehead, and frowned.

"It should be very hot. First measure a thermometer. You may have to hang water."

"Good, good."

There were several people in the clinic who were hanging water. Zhou Qinglang stood there silently, like a thin wooden stake.

"Go and sit in a chair, um... take this cushion."

The doctor picked up the newspaper read on the table and handed it to Xia Wanshuang.

It is not to blame for his actions. The little beggar who came in was really embarrassed. When he approached, he still had a strange sour smell on his body.

Xia Wanshuang took Zhou Qinglang and sat at the place farthest away from the people. He put the newspaper on the chair and let Zhou Qinglang sit down.

Zhou Qinglang looked at her gratefully, wanted to hold Xia Wanshuang's hands but didn't dare, still greedy that feeling in his heart, and finally just squeezed the corners of his clothes.

Good temperature measurement, high fever.

I was exposed to the rain last night and was exposed to the sun today. I have always had a meal without a meal. The environment I am in is very dirty and messy, and bacteria are breeding. I am still a child with not that high immunity. It is strange that I am not sick.

"If you don't look at the needle, the injection will not hurt so much."

Xia Wan was relieved, worried that Zhou Qinglang would be afraid of injections.

Xia Wanshuang is not afraid of injections, but she feels that it hurts to watch the injections rather than not.

Zhou Qinglang didn't turn his head, but was dazed, the back of his hand was wiped, and then he painted something cool, watching the needle tip buried in the back of his hand.

It hurts, but it feels so real.

"Don't move, otherwise it's easy to pick up the bag and call me when you are done."

The doctor ordered a few words, and then went to other patients.

Other people's eyes fell on their side, their combination seemed so strange, or the beggar's injection, it seemed strange.

Xia Wanshuang ignored those gazes, just put the palm of her hand on the back of Zhou Qinglang's hand, comforting her silently.

Zhou Qinglang lowered her head, her nose was sour and tears rolled in her eyes, although she tried her best to endure it, she still shed.

"What's wrong, does it hurt?"

Xia Wanshuang noticed Zhou Qinglang's body trembling slightly and patted the back of her hand gently.

Zhou Qinglang sniffed and responded.

Xia Wanshuang took two pieces of paper from his pocket and reached out to wipe Zhou Qinglang's face.

"It won't hurt for a while, just take the medicine after the injection and it will be better."

Zhou Qinglang's face was originally dirty, because the tears washed away and Xia Wan doubled wipes, it looked like a little cat.

Xia Wanshuang suddenly felt that Zhou Qinglang was a stray and defensive kitten, because he had suffered a lot, even if he longed for warmth, he would suppress himself and let himself stop.

Xia Wanshuang accompanied Zhou Qinglang to finish hanging the potion and took the medicine. When he checked out, he touched his pocket and realized that he didn't have enough money.

The medicine cost is 21, and Xiawan double touched the whole body and only found 8 yuan5.

"Uncle, can you wait for me? My house is not far away. I'll take the rest of the money to you right away."

"Forget it, no, I know you, your father is very nice, and he gave me fruit before."

The doctor sighed and waved his hand.

"Thank you, uncle, you are so kind!"

Xia Wanshuang hurriedly thanked her. Now that she has limited funds, this favor will not be rejected.

Xia Wanshuang walked to the entrance of the clinic and looked at Zhou Qinglang, who was pressing the tape on his hand, holding the medicine in one hand, and extending the other hand towards Zhou Qinglang.

"Come home with me."