National schoolmaster, too arrogant!

On the plane, Bo Yihan wakes up from his dream. He presses some headache eyebrows and raises a smile on his lips.

After coming back intact, he often had this dream.

He still remembers that when the woman with the mask lost consciousness, when he woke up again, he had already returned home, with his grandfather and parents beside him.

He did not know until he inquired. At that time, he appeared in a coma on the street of a nearby town. Then he was found and saved.

But when he asked if he had seen a girl around him, he got the answer: No.

No one has seen her, no one knows her.

She seems to have evaporated from the world, and can never be found again.

But fortunately, she finally came to him.

It was early morning in the United States when we got off the plane.

The driver of the Wen family is already waiting at the airport. When he shows up, he respectfully says, "young master Bo, please. My wife is waiting for you at home."

In the living room, Xi Jingya is sitting elegantly, looking at a box on the coffee table for a moment.

When she heard footsteps coming from the door, she raised her head, looked at the handsome boy pacing in and pointed to the sofa beside her, "sit down."

Bo Yihan just sat down and heard Xi Jingya say, "this box on the tea table is for you. Open it and have a look."

When Bo Yihan opened it, he saw the jade and several photo albums he had worn since he was a child.

He put Yu aside and took out one of the albums.

When I opened it, I found that it was a picture of Wenxin when she was a child.

It's as beautiful as I remember when I was a child. In some photos, I would put on a lady's skirt and hold a doll, which is more exquisite.

But... In every picture inside, her eyes are closed, there is no smile on her face, even haze, which makes people feel depressed.

"I took these pictures for her when she was a child." Xi Jingya smiles gently, as if recalling the time at that time, "she is different from other children since childhood, and is more mature and inferior than other children. She doesn't have a friend because of eye problems. I don't remember her smiling since she can remember. Even at home, she seldom opens her eyes. Even if I take a picture of her and force her to wear a princess dress, she never smiles in front of the camera. "

With that, Xi Jingya's smile became lighter. "Do you know how much she hated her eyes when she was a child? I once saw with my own eyes that she stabbed her eyes with scissors from home. Since then, any sharp things in my family have been hidden by me, and I have to send someone to guard her 24 hours a day like a prisoner, so as to avoid accidents. Fortunately, she met you

Xi Jingya said, and handed him a photo album in the box, "these are the photos she took after the kidnapping."

Bo Yihan opens the photo album and finds that the warm heart in these photos is still closed, but the oppressive atmosphere is gone, with a smile on his lips.

Xi Jingya handed him the next album. "When she grew up, I asked her to put on contact lenses to cover her eyes and send her to school. Occasionally, when she comes home, she tells me that she has made friends at school and some interesting things happened in school. "

Bo Yihan saw these pictures, warm heart, black pupil eyes, and the smile rising from the corner of his mouth.