The crabapple tree outside the guest bedroom window was withering in the autumn wind. The man stood by the window, looking away from the silent night sky.
"Hello, the number you dialed has been shut down..."
A cold, emotionless mechanical female voice came from the receiver, and the man seemed not to hear it, calling over and over again.
【Qi Si, can you give me a hug?】
【Mr. Qi, do you like to drink fruit wine? 】
[Qi Si is safe, Qi Si is safe.]
[You have a temper as cold as a refrigerator, no wonder your cousin-in-law wants to leave you!]
The phone slipped from the palm of his hand, and the man who had always been upright and indifferent sat on the sofa, his eyes stained red, making him a little more depressed.
Several bottles of wine were dumped on the table. Qi Si felt a sour and stuffy feeling in his chest that could not be relieved. He took a deep breath and untied his tie.
"The agreed three months..."
The look in the man's deep eyes was no longer clear, and he was mumbling to himself.
"Xu Qingchan, where are you?"
——
"Sir! Sir, Miss Luo is awake!"
As soon as Zhao Pei entered the door, he saw Luo Yan with her eyes open blankly, and the nurse helped her sit up.
"Is the girl feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Luo Yan blinked, "Is there a power outage?"
Zhao Pei's face paused slightly, "What?"
Walking in front of her and taking a closer look at her, I found that her eyes were unfocused.
After receiving the man's look, the nurse quickly went to call the doctor.
They didn't speak, and Luo Yan guessed it himself, "Am I blind?"
After checking, the doctor gave a reply, "The poison you took has affected the visual nervous system. It is possible to recover your vision slowly in the future. Now you must keep your body and mind happy and not be depressed, otherwise the remaining poison in the body will cause more harm to the body."
"Oh," Luo Yan nodded slowly, curling his lips, "Thank you."
Her expression suddenly became nervous, "By the way, where is Lee?"
"Don't worry, she's back too. She was shot in the back and is recovering. Her life is not serious."
The hanging heart slowly returned to its original place, Luo Yan pursed her lips, "Our team's mission failed. That Luo Xun was faked by Shen Yunan. He lured us into the cave and wanted to annihilate the entire army."
"I know."
"Shen Luo was shot by me, and he should have been seriously injured. Shen Yunan was also shot in the knee, which was not fatal. What happened later, did they run away?"
Zhao Pei looked at her slightly thin back and said, "No, our other teams were ambushed outside. They suffered heavy casualties."
There is an ambush outside.
Luo Yan looked at the source of the sound, "So, you already knew Shen Yunan's plan. Did you send us to the mountain pass to take advantage of it?"
This is a fact, but Zhao Pei Shen paused for a moment before speaking, "Yes. They left from the back of the mountain. They were all our people. After a fierce battle, Shen Luo died, and Shen Yunan was seriously injured and escaped."
The grudge between them is none of Luo Yan's business. She only needs to obey orders and doesn't ask any questions.
"Does this count as meritorious service?"
Hearing this, the man stared at her black and white pupils, his handsome face slightly darkened.
He knew what she was thinking.
"Both of the target people were shot by me. How can it be considered a great achievement? I broke up with my boss because of you. If I go back to that company in the future, I won't be wanted."
"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 nurturing me over the years. I also know that without the organization, I would have been a withered skeleton in the mountains, so I have been doing my best to repay the organization...
…But I feel that my life does not belong here, I want to live an ordinary life.”
"It is true that everyone who wants to quit the organization will not have a good end. I heard that some seniors were drugged to mute, and some lost their memory, just to avoid leaking the organization's secrets. If this is really the case, I can choose the punishment myself.
Way?"
When no one responded, she said, "As long as you don't lose your memory, it's up to you."
Zhao Peijing stared at her for a long time and said in a light voice, "You'd better pray that your eyesight can be restored first."
The man closed the door, and Luo Yan sat leaning on the bed for a while, then slowly raised his hand and touched his eyes.
Only when I became blind did I realize that the world of the blind is not an endless blackness. The "field of vision" is a space without edges. It is neither black nor white, but very dark. It seems that there is an invisible corner in the universe.
The existence is both real and nihilistic.
The vastness, the loneliness and isolation that belongs to one person alone.
She had a dream, in which everyone in Chunshui Town was there.
This dream was so long that she felt like she was in a trance. She was also in the dream. She was fake. Everything in the town was still there. She was still the little Luo Yan.
Turning her head to blow the breeze from the window, with broken hair sticking to her cheeks, Luo Yan closed her eyes, lay down and fell asleep again.
After she became blind, the whole world became quiet. Normally, the nurse would come to talk to her, but 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 talk to her to relieve her boredom. She even brought a radio.
Luo Yan's mood has always been very stable. Lee can always see her sitting by the window, quietly feeling the outside world. Her whole temperament is calm and gentle.
"Yan, are you in a good mood today?"
Luo Yan's lips curved and her tone was a little soft, "Lee, I have a hunch that I will be able to see again soon."
Lee conveyed this to Zhao Pei, and the doctor came several more times, but her vision still did not improve after several weeks.
Although I couldn't see it, I could feel the wind rustling the leaves outside and the cooler weather.
"Lee, what month is it now?"
"It's December."
December, half a year has passed.
She looked up and looked out the window and stretched out her hands, but there was nothing but the wind.
It should be snowing in the Imperial Capital.
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The wind and snow were blowing in Shunguang Mountain, and the road up the mountain was covered with white snow and dust. In this kind of weather, there were many fewer people going up the mountain to pray for blessings than in Futian.
Early in the morning, the master in the side hall of Yunlong Temple just opened the door and unexpectedly saw the man who had arrived at the mountain gate.
A jet black coat stood out in the vast white. The road behind him left a series of footprints, which were soon covered by the wind and snow.
He comes to the temple to pray for blessings on the first day of every month, and has been doing so for four months, rain or shine.
I don’t know what kind of belief it is.
When he arrived at the door, the black umbrella in his hand was already covered with frost and snow. He nodded slightly to the master and entered the temple gate.
On New Year's Eve, heavy snow fell, blocking people who were preparing to go to the square to celebrate the New Year.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, Qi Si stood in the center of the square with his Shiba Inu, and the numbers on the big screen counted down to '0'. People who came out in twos and threes despite the snow and wind cheered in the cold wind.
This time last year, she stood in a crowded crowd, looking at him from afar, her eyebrows seemed to be filled with stars.
Little Milk looked at the big screen and barked as if she had remembered something.