Chapter 222 My Deskmate and Popsicle Are Both Lost (1)

It was hot in the summer, and there was a big red sun in the sky, which really made people blush and their hearts beat fast.

In the old streets, you would see several people riding bicycles on the streets. These people were all selling popsicles.

There was a big cabinet on the back of the bicycle, which was filled with ice cubes and frozen popsicles. There were many people coming and going to buy them, and the price was a few cents more expensive than those sold in normal stores. But people couldn't help but ride their bicycles here because they had them everywhere. There was no need to go to the store to buy them.

The people on the small streets were different from those in the city. Some little kids wore a long dress and nothing underneath. They ran barefoot and stumbled to play with their friends.

A naked little kid with no teeth yet, holding a lollipop in his mouth, pointed at a girl in front of him and said, "Strange big sister, you are disobedient, you fight, you bleed, and you have a headache!"

Several children stopped and looked at the girl in front of them, with some fear and curiosity in their eyes.

The child's words made the girl in front of him turn her head slightly, she lowered her eyebrows, and the child looked at her in confusion, and their eyes met. The girl's pupils were extremely dark, and they looked deep into his eyes. The girl's forehead was still bleeding.

The girl's face was very pale, and her big eyes were dark, without any emotion, like a pool of stagnant water.

She was very thin and small, wearing the school uniform of No. 3 Middle School. A white shirt with light blue patterns on the sleeves and a light blue plaid skirt, which was about a little lower than the thigh.

The white shirt was dirty and had a lot of dust on it, which looked like traces of fighting.

The wound on the forehead was red and purple, and it looked extremely hideous and scary. Especially the blood that flowed down, reflecting the pale and dead face of the girl, the little brats looked at each other and burst into tears in fear. The lollipops in their hands were no longer fragrant, and they threw them away and ran back.

The little brat who laughed at the girl before looked at the girl and was so scared that he wet his pants.

Oh, he didn't wear pants in the first place.

A puddle of urine directly peed on the ground.

The little brat cried loudly: "Woo woo woo woo, mom, mom!"

The girl opposite looked at the puddle of boy's urine on the ground, frowned, turned away with disgust.

There was a small grocery store at the corner of the street, and there was a refrigerator outside the grocery store. Yu Mu walked over, and the owner of the grocery store was about to come over, but when he saw Yu Mu's injured forehead, he was shocked.

The owner of the grocery store came over and looked at Yu Mu up and down with a hesitant look. Before he spoke, the girl opposite had already lowered her eyes and spoke calmly.

"A popsicle with red bean flavor." Su Bai pointed at the popsicle under the glass of the refrigerator window and knocked it.

Hearing this, the grocery store owner came back to his senses, "Oh, okay."

He took the popsicle out of the refrigerator and said, "Two yuan, WeChat or cash?"

"WeChat." Yu Mu replied indifferently.

After taking out her mobile phone and scanning the code, she reached out to take the popsicle handed over by the grocery store owner.

Turned around, tore open the package, and took a bite.

Hard.

She took a bite expressionlessly, and then bit off a corner.

The grocery store owner's hesitant voice came from behind, "That, little girl!"

Yu Mu turned around and looked back at him calmly.

The grocery store owner looked at her and said, "Do you need me to call 110 for you?"

The injuries on this child's body showed that he was beaten.

He didn't say a word and was still wearing a school uniform. Maybe he was bullied at school.

The grocery store owner said again: "Forget it, I still want to call 120, let's go to the hospital first!"

After saying that, the grocery store owner was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call.

But Yu Mu said in a calm voice, "Thank you, no need."

After saying that, the slender and frail girl in front of him had turned and left.

Looking at the back of the girl leaving, the grocery store owner sighed.

Children nowadays... don't say anything when they are wronged. If their parents knew about this, they would be so distressed.

It was around five o'clock in the afternoon, and many schools had already finished school. The students who came out walked together in groups of three or four, buying snacks near the school, eating and chatting while walking home. There were also many who went back by bicycle, and the sound of bicycle bells "ringing-ringing--" echoed in the streets.

Yu Mu walked alone in the streets and alleys, and unknowingly walked out of the alley. According to his memory, Yu Mu walked to the small road near his home.

Seeing that his home was so close, Yu Mu hesitated. She stood behind the electric pole, biting the popsicle in her hand, looking hesitantly at the house where the smell of food was already wafting.

She reached out and touched her injured forehead.

Her hand was covered with blood.

There was no paper on her body, no place to wipe it.

If she went back like this, her mother would definitely scold her.

But she didn't want to go to the hospital.

Yu Mu pursed her lips and suddenly looked up at the other side of the path.

There were few people coming and going nearby, and it was very quiet at the moment.

When she raised her eyes, she happened to see the boy passing by on the other side of the path looking at her sideways.

The lazy sunlight dyed the color of dusk, and the sunset was gradually appearing. The beautiful and snow-white boy was wearing a clean white shirt, with pure black cufflinks and a touch of light blue on the cuffs, and pure black trousers were straight and clean.

The broken hair brushed across the eyebrows, and the long eyebrows were like willows, and dyed with a touch of alienation and indifference, which made the boy's eyebrows delicate and unattainable.

He was carrying a black schoolbag and holding a thick book in his hand.

He turned the page and seemed to have been reading a book just now. It was just that when he looked up, he happened to look at Yu Mu.

Yu Mu had finished the popsicle in her hand. She didn't have the habit of throwing garbage around, so she just held the stick in her mouth.

The girl's forehead was still bleeding, blue and purple, and looked extremely hideous, but the girl was still leaning against the electric pole leisurely and indifferently, holding the stick in her mouth, staring at the boy opposite with an expressionless face.

The boy across the path saw Yu Mu looking at him, so he closed the book.

Pursing his lips slightly, the pretty boy said in a faint and gentle voice: "You are injured."

Yu Mu didn't say anything.

Of course she knew she was injured, she was not a fool.

The pretty boy continued to say gently: "My house is just in front, why don't you go to my house to bandage the wound first."

Hearing this, Yu Mu looked up at him. The boy saw her looking at him, and looked at her calmly, his light amber pupils looked particularly gentle in the evening sun.

Yu Mu pursed her lips slightly, she put her hands behind her back, pressed the edge of her skirt, and walked over step by step.

She held the stick in her mouth, looked at the other person, looked at the beautiful eyes, and Yu Mu replied: "Okay, let's go."