Si Ye's little ancestor is really bad

The crabapple tree outside the window of the guest bedroom was withering in the autumn wind, and the man stood by the window, looking away from the silent night sky.

"Hi, the number you dialed is down..."

A cold, emotionless mechanical female voice came from the receiver, and the man called over and over again as if he didn't hear it.

【Qi Si, can you hug me? 】

【Mr. Qi, do you like fruit wine? 】

[Qi Si is safe, Qi Si is safe. 】

[You have a temper as cold as a refrigerator, no wonder your cousin wants to leave you! 】

The phone slipped from the palm of his hand, and the tall and indifferent person sat on the sofa, his eyes were stained red, which only added to his depression.

A few bottles of wine were tipped over on the table, Qi Si felt a sour stuffiness in his chest and couldn't get rid of it, he took a deep breath and untied his tie.

"The promised three months..."

The expression in the man's deep eyes was no longer clear, and he was muttering to himself.

"Xu Qingchan, where are you?"

-

"Sir! Sir, Miss Luo is awake!"

As soon as Zhao Pei entered the door, she saw Luo Yan's eyes were blankly open and empty, and the nurse helped her to sit up.

"Is there anything wrong with the girl?"

Luo Yan blinked, "Is there a power outage?"

Zhao Pei paused, "What?"

Walking into her eyes and looking at her, I found that she couldn't focus her eyes.

After receiving the wink from the man, the nurse rushed to invite the doctor.

They didn't speak, Luo Yan also guessed, "Am I blind?"

After checking, the doctor gave a reply, "The poison in you has affected the visual nervous system. It is possible to recover your eyesight by slowly recuperating in the future. Now you have to keep your body and mind happy, and you can't be unhappy, otherwise the residual poison in your body will hurt you even more."

"Oh," Luo Yan nodded slowly, bending her lips, "Thank you."

Her expression suddenly became tense, "By the way, where's Lee?"

"Don't worry, she's back too. She was recuperating after being shot in the back, and her life is fine."

The suspended heart slowly returned to the original place, Luo Yan pursed her lips, "The mission of our team failed. That Luo Xun was faked by Shen Yunan. He lured us into the cave and wanted to wipe out the entire army."

"I know."

"Shen Luo got shot at me, and he should have been seriously injured. Shen Yunan was also shot at the knee, but it wasn't fatal. Then, did they run away?"

Zhao Pei looked at her slightly thin back, "No, our other teams were ambushing outside, and they suffered heavy casualties."

There was an ambush outside.

Luo Yan looked at the source of the sound, "So, you already knew about Shen Yunan's plan, and sending our pair to the mountain pass is just a plan?"

This is true, but Zhao Peishen paused for a moment before speaking, "Yes. They left from the back of the mountain, and there were all our people there. After the fierce battle, Shen Luo died, and Shen Yunan was seriously injured and fled."

The enmity and entanglement between them has nothing to do with Luo Yan, she just needs to obey the order and doesn't ask too much.

"Am I doing meritorious deeds this time?"

Hearing this, the man stared at her black and white pupils, his handsome face slightly darkened.

He knew what she was thinking.

"The two targets were shot at me, so it's a great achievement, right? I broke up with my boss because of you, and that company won't want me when I go back."

"Do you really think you are that artist Xu Qingchan?"

There was silence in the room.

Luo Yan moved her lips slowly, "I am very grateful to the organization for nurturing and cultivating me over the years. I also know that without the organization, I would have been a dead bone in the mountains, so I have been doing my best to repay the organization... ...But I feel that my life doesn't belong here, I want to live a normal life."

"It is true that everyone who wants to quit the organization will not end well. I heard that some seniors have been drugged to make them dumb, and some have lost their memory, in order not to leak the secrets of the organization. If this is the case, I can choose to punish myself way?"

No one responded, she said, "It's fine if you don't lose your memory, I'll let you handle it."

Zhao Pei stared at her quietly for a while, and said in a calm voice, "You should pray for your eyesight to recover first."

The man closed the door, Luo Yan sat on the bed for a while, then slowly raised her hand to touch her eyes.

Only when I am blind do I realize that the world of the blind is not an endless blackness. In the "vision" is a space without borders, neither black nor white, but very dark, as if there is an invisible corner in the universe. existence is both real and unreal.

The vastness, the loneliness and closure that belongs to one person alone.

She had a dream, in which everyone in Chunshui Town was there.

This dream was too long, so that she felt a trance feeling of separation, and now she is also in the dream, this she is fake, everything in the town is still there, she is still that little Luo Yan.

With her head sideways blowing the breeze by the window, her broken hair sticking to her cheeks, Luo Yan closed her eyes, lay down and fell asleep again.

After she lost her sight, the whole world became quiet. Normally, the nurses would come to give her a speech, and Zhao Pei only came once in a while.

Two months later, Lee was able to get out of bed and walk. He would stay in her room and chat with her to amuse her if he had nothing to do. She also brought a radio.

Luo Yan's mood has always been very stable, and Lee can always see her leaning against the window, quietly feeling the outside world, with a calm and gentle demeanor.

"Yan, are you in a good mood today?"

The corners of Luo Yan's lips curled up, and her tone was a little soft, "Lee, I have a hunch that I will be able to see again soon."

Lee told this to Zhao Pei, and the doctor came several times, but after a few weeks her eyesight still didn't improve.

Although you can't see it, you can feel the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind outside, and the cooler weather.

"Lee, what month is it?"

"It's December."

December, half a year.

She looked up out of the window and reached out, but there was nothing but the wind.

It should be snowing in the imperial capital.

-

Shunguang Mountain is swaying with wind and snow, and the road up the mountain is covered with snow and dust. In this weather, there are many fewer people going up the mountain to pray for blessings than Futian.

Early in the morning, as soon as the master in the side hall of Yunlong Temple opened the door, he saw the man who had arrived at the mountain gate as expected.

A black overcoat stood out against the vast whiteness, and the road behind him left a series of footprints, which were soon covered by wind and snow.

He would come to the temple to pray for blessings on the first day of every month. It has been four consecutive months, rain or shine.

I do not know what kind of belief.

When he arrived at the gate, the black umbrella in his hand was already covered with frost and snow. He nodded slightly to his master and entered the gate of the temple.

On the night of New Year's Eve, the huge snow fluttered, preventing people who were going to the square for the New Year's Eve.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Qi Si led a Shiba Inu and stood in the middle of the square. The numbers on the big screen counted down to '0', and people who came out in twos and threes braved the wind and snow cheered in the cold wind.

At this time last year, she was standing in the crowd, looking at him from a distance, her eyebrows and eyes were like stars.

Little Milk looked at the big screen and barked as if remembering something.

Qi Si cast a low glance at it, "Me too."