Lin Xu looked at the badminton racket in his hand with a complicated expression, feeling very uneasy. After a moment of silence, he looked up at Pei Zeyan, "I... my leg... I can't play..."
"What's wrong with your legs? You use your hands to play badminton, not your legs," Pei Zeyan. "I'm not asking you to play soccer with me."
Lin Xu: "???" You still want me to play football with you?
Are you serious?
"Besides, Wen Zhao's leg is injured too, isn't it?" Pei Zeyan, pointing to the left and right sides of the field, "You two can each guard one side."
Wen Zhao: "..." Very well, you don't treat me like a human being either.
Pei Zeyan pushed the two players to their left and right sides respectively, then walked to the opposite side of the court, assuming a serving stance. "Let me tell you, you two better play well, I'm really good!"
Wen Zhao + Lin Xu: "..."
Is it really appropriate for you to repeatedly emphasize how capable you are in front of two people in wheelchairs?
Pei Zeyan served, accurately delivering the ball to Lin Xu.
Before this, Lin Xu never imagined that he, who was missing a leg, could play badminton with people here.
He thought he couldn't possibly catch the ball, but when it came, he still instinctively swung his racket.
Incredibly, he actually caught the ball and returned it smoothly.
The moment Lin Xu returned the ball, his face was filled with disbelief, surprise, and shock, but it quickly turned into the joy of not being able to believe he had actually done it.
Pei Zeyan caught the ball and hit it back, still within Lin Xu's reach. After the first time, Lin Xu was clearly more confident on the second try.
The two fought for about three or four rounds, which made Wen Zhao, who was standing to the side, seem a little bored.
Just when Wen Zhao thought he had nothing to do with it, Pei Zeyan's ball came flying at him without warning.
As a result, he naturally failed to catch the ball.
Pei Zeyan: "How come you can't even catch such a simple ball! Look at Lin Xu, he can catch such difficult balls. Can't you learn from him?"
Wen Zhao: "???"
"If you're going to praise Lin Xu, then praise Lin Xu. Why are you bringing up this comparison and disparagement?" After saying that, Wen Zhao pushed the wheelchair to retrieve the ball.
Pei Zeyan: "I'm like a sewing machine; my specialty is putting others down!"
Wen Zhao: "..."
"Alright, serve!" Pei Zeyan to Wen Zhao, "A good serve, and I'll praise you too."
Unexpectedly, no sooner had he finished speaking than Wen Zhao's serve landed before it even cleared the net.
Pei Zeyan: "..."
"I shouldn't have had any expectations of you!" Pei Zeyan dismissed Wen Zhao directly. "Alright, you've lost your chance to fight me. I've decided to have a 1v1 duel with Lin Xu!"
"Huh?" Lin Xu was stunned for a moment. "Me? I... I can't..."
"If you can't do it, then no one can," Pei Zeyan to Lin Xu. "A master like me has very high standards for his opponents."
"Well... alright then..." Hearing Pei Zeyan, Lin Xu finally gained some confidence. "Then I'll give it another try."
Wen Zhao shook his head and smiled helplessly, "Alright, then I'll take care of retrieving the balls for you two."
"Yes, yes, yes, your electric wheelchair is fast, perfect for retrieving balls." Pei Zeyan gave Wen Zhao a thumbs up. "Congratulations on finding your value."
Wen Zhao: "..."
From initial trepidation and lack of confidence, Lin Xu eventually relaxed completely, his face beaming with smiles, brimming with energy, and all the gloom and melancholy he had felt vanished.
Although he was very tired, covered in sweat, and panting, he also felt extremely refreshed.
In the end, it was Pei Zeyan, "I can't do it anymore, I can't keep going, I can't fight anymore."
Pei Zeyan, bent over and panting heavily, said to Lin Xu with some admiration, "You're amazing. How come you don't look tired at all?"
Lin Xu was still excited and said with a smile, "Thank you so much for today. I haven't been this happy in a long time."
"Why are you thanking me!" Pei Zeyan, "It was me who wanted to play badminton and made you stay with me for so long. I should be the one thanking you."
Although Pei Zeyan that, Lin Xu knew in his heart that Pei Zeyan all this for him.
I coaxed him to eat, took him out to exercise, and did all these things just to tell him that even though he has lost a leg, it doesn't mean the sky has fallen.
He can still live a good life and still love life; it's just a different way of living, and he can still live a wonderful life.
"And Wen Zhao, thank you too." Lin Xu smiled and looked at Wen Zhao, "I know you're also very good at badminton, you were just letting me win today."
"I wasn't going easy on you. If we were to fight sitting down, I'm truly no match for you," Wen Zhao said.
Pei Zeyan on his hips and looked at Wen Zhao with displeasure. "So you were just playing me! You wait! I'll find time to have a one-on-one fight with you!"
"Sure!" Wen Zhao smiled, looking at Pei Zeyan with tenderness in her eyes. "I'll be waiting."
Pei Zeyan felt a little uncomfortable under Wen Zhao's gaze. He inexplicably felt guilty and didn't dare to look directly at her. He immediately turned his gaze away, pretending to look elsewhere.
Lin Xu glanced at Wen Zhao, then at Pei Zeyan, and seeing the awkward atmosphere between them, he seemed to understand something.
When he looked at Pei Zeyan again, there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, but soon that melancholy turned into relief.
"Let's go, it's time to go back." Pei Zeyan pushed Lin Xu towards the hospital building, "Otherwise, Auntie will worry."
After taking Lin Xu back to his ward, Pei Zeyan and Wen Zhao stayed in the ward for a while before leaving.
After the two left, Lin Xu suddenly said to his mother, who was peeling an apple for him, "Mom, could you contact a doctor who makes prosthetics for me?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xu's mother's eyes suddenly reddened. "Oh, okay, okay."
"I'm sorry, Mom, I've worried you these past few days." Lin Xu smiled. "Don't worry, Mom, I'll be fine from now on. Even though I've lost a leg, I'm still alive, and that means there are endless possibilities."
Lin Xu's mother covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. A huge weight that had been pressing on her heart finally lifted at that moment.
"Don't worry, Mom will definitely get you the best prosthetic leg, and you'll be able to stand up again."
"Yes." Lin Xu nodded with a smile. "Thank you, Mom."
After leaving the ward, the two went to the hospital's underground parking lot together.
Wen Zhao asked Pei Zeyan, "When are you going back to the film set?"
"Tomorrow," Pei Zeyan.
"So fast?" A dark glint flashed in Wen Zhao's eyes.
Without thinking, Pei Zeyan blurted out, "What? You're so reluctant to part with me?"
"Yes," Wen Zhao Pei Zeyan, "I can't bear to part with it."
Pei Zeyan: "???!!!"
Pei Zeyan became nervous after Wen Zhao's words and started stammering, "You... you... don't talk nonsense... I... I've already made myself clear... You and I are good friends, just like Lin Xu and I, we're all good friends! If you... if you keep saying these nonsensical things, we won't even be friends anymore!"
"Really? But if we're just good friends, I'd rather not have that." Wen Zhao looked at Pei Zeyan, her gaze deep. " Pei Zeyan, listen carefully. What I want has never been a relationship defined by the word 'good friend'."
"Huh?" Pei Zeyan was taken aback.
Before he could react, Wen Zhao remotely controlled her wheelchair and left, leaving Pei Zeyan standing there dumbfounded.
Pei Zeyan: "???"
What's the meaning?
Does this mean that if he doesn't develop that kind of relationship with him, then they won't be friends?
Good grief! Does this mean she's cutting ties with him?