The summer temperatures in August are abnormally high.

Even if you do nothing, just sit there quietly, and sweat will be left after not long.

The room was a little dim.

The curtains were only opened in a gap, which made the room a little bright and not be able to see nothing clearly.

Xu Shuyao sat there quietly.

His eyes remained at the window where the curtains were pulled up not far away, staring at the curtains that were being pulled open.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Shu Yao."

A call came from outside the room, and the closed door of the room was pushed open the next second, without knocking on the door or asking if he could come in.

Xu Shuyao's mother walked straight into her room, opened the door, and looked at Xu Shuyao with her back facing away from the door.

A trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and soon this emotion was hidden by her.

Slightly stiff, squeezed out a smile.

"I've eaten, I've made your favorite food..."

"Mom...you eat, I'm not too hungry yet."

Xu Shuyao's voice was very calm, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time, and there was a clear pause at the moment she opened her mouth.

The speed of speaking is also very slow.

This sentence came into the mother's ears, looking at the figure with her daughter facing her back to her.

Droop your eyes.

"Then I'll leave you one, and I'll give you heat when I'm hungry."

There was a hint of loss in his tone.

Then, he left the room and closed the door of his daughter's room again.

With the sound of "Kaba", the room returned to darkness again.

Only one beam of light came out from the gaps in the curtains.

Xu Shuyao sat there quietly.

After a while, the hands started to move.

Holding the wheels of the wheelchair and rolling forward hard, this seemingly less laborious action was very difficult for her.

It took her nearly a minute to arrive successfully at just under three meters.

Arrived at the location in front of the window.

After adjusting the position of the wheelchair, Xu Shuyao's left hand moved away from the wheel, slowly lifted it up, and opened the closed curtain in a corner.

A light shone in from outside the house.

After getting used to the darkness, I was suddenly exposed to strong light and my eyes would feel obvious discomfort.

Xu Shuyao is no exception.

Under the strong light, I closed my eyes involuntarily. After a while, my eyes gradually got used to the light.

His eyes were slowly opened at this moment.

A little unconscious and angry eyes looked out the window.

Looking out the view outside the window.

The equipment in the community is not high-end, and most of the elderly live around it.

Part of their children work outside, leaving them with older people to help take care of their children, so the pace of life is much more scattered than other places.

Xu Shuyao just turned 20 this year.

She was supposed to be on a university campus, but because of an accident four years ago, she lost the ability to walk.

From the panic at the beginning to the numbness now.

Four years have made her look much less concerned.

The hair was not outfitted, it was simply dispersed.

Because I haven't been able to get sunny for a long time, my face looks paler than ordinary people.

This is more intuitive under the sunlight.

My former friends came to visit her when something happened to her, but as time went by, they also had a brand new life for themselves.

Have a new friend.

Even if I come to visit me again, most of them are not as enthusiastic as they were at the beginning, and more like I am dealing with it.

Until... in the end, I didn't come.

In this way, only Xu Shuyao was left.

At first, she would ask her mother to take her out to see the outside world.

But every time she was pushed out by her mother and walked on the street, she could always notice the strange gazes of people around her.

Most are mercy.

Poor her...

【It's so pitiful to be in a wheelchair at such a young age…】

【What's the use of being so beautiful, but you can't walk.】

【I don’t know if I can have a baby.】

Xu Shuyao heard such words, and every time she would bring great harm to her heart.

Before she knew it, she had begun to resist contact with the outside world.

Resist to meet other strangers.

Resist to talk to others.

Just sit quietly in a wheelchair and stay in your room.

Her favorite book was also sealed on the bookshelf. Except for her mother who would come to clean up her, she never opened a book again.

The expectation for life is getting less and less.

She didn't know when she suddenly had the idea of ​​"living in this world is boring".

The beautiful moments in past memories have become more and more blurred as time goes by.

I'm increasingly unable to remember.

I can only stay in a small room and hide in my last fortress.

Through the window, look at the world outside the window.

No one can tolerate loneliness. The moment human beings survive in the world, they are destined to be social animals.

His eyes looked out the window.

Looking at the cat hiding in the shade on the lawn not far away.

I don't know who raised it, or it's a wild cat.

Xu Shuyao has been observing the cat for two months, as if it suddenly appeared, and appeared in her world two months ago.

Orange, white-footed fat cat.

Perhaps because the elderly and children nearby often feed their bodies, their cats are much fatter than normal.

In Xu Shuyao's observation, the orange cat named [Little Ju] by her has no other entertainment activities. Every day after eating and drinking, she will lie in the shade of the lawn and sleep for an afternoon.

When the sun is not so hot, you will slowly leave this place.

I don't know where to go.

From Monday to Friday, it can hide in the shade and rest well, but on Saturday and Sunday, the grandson of the elderly nearby has two days off after the [Little Orange] is over.

The little girl may tease it with curiosity, while the boy will take a small wooden stick that he picked up from somewhere and keep poking him.

After it made an impatient cry, the children would laugh.

That's exactly what it is now.

With his left hand, Xu Shuyao looked at the cat lying on the lawn.

A group of children ran over not far away. Although they couldn't hear what they were shouting, they were holding a long wooden stick in their hands.

In a short while, the cat was surrounded.

The hand who had opened the curtains clenched subconsciously.

Holding the curtains.
To be continued...