Until the last layer of Shabu was untied, Su Zhetuo vaguely instinctively wanted to block the light in front of him with his hands. Such light made his eyes that had not seen light for a long time particularly stinging, even if
The same goes for not opening your eyes.
"Okay, that's it, don't struggle, you can already feel the stimulation of the light. Open your eyes slowly, don't be anxious," the doctor kept saying in his ear, guiding him.
Su Zhetuo shook his seemingly heavy eyelashes a few times, opened his eyelids little by little, and the light shone on his eyes. He could already feel the urge to see everything.
Everything in front of him was blurry, but it wasn't darkness either. Little by little light penetrated into his pupils. His eyes, which were empty and lifeless not long ago, now had the kind of feeling that comes from life.
Sharp eyes.
He closed his eyes again, and slowly, everything began to become clearer. The VIP ward, the doctor in white clothes in front of him, his parents, and Yu Wenchen, turned around, this ward
, he was already very familiar with it, and it was indeed this one. His lips curled up slightly to both sides.
Then, he stared straight at the woman standing not far away.
His Lan Lan, she had lost a lot of weight and her face was not very good. He clenched the hand on his leg slightly, telling himself to be calm. They still had a lot of time. Now, to her, he was just
Her ex-husband had hurt her too much, and he needed more apologies before she could forgive him.
"Can you see?" The doctor's voice came to his ears again. Su Zhetuo nodded. He looked at Su's father and mother Su, "Daddy, mommy, I can see." His voice ended at the end of his voice.
The reason was calm, but the excitement inside could be easily heard. He felt as if he had been reborn. This time, he would protect everything in front of him with his own hands, never again.
Won't push away.
His light, and his love, will be.
"Very good, Mr. Su, your eyes are not fine anymore," the doctor nodded, "As long as you don't use your eyes hard in the near future, it will be fine. And your legs, if you insist on doing the double keystrokes for a period of time, you will be able to move freely.
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His legs, Su Zhetuo lowered his head, he was still sitting in a wheelchair, these legs could stand up, good, very good, he raised his head and looked at Qinglan with the corner of his eyes, he could see just now
The eyes that see the thing are exceptionally bright. They are less cold and cold than before, and now have an indescribable softness.
If this man is gentle, he can indeed be very unbearable.
However, Xiang Qinglan just stared into his eyes. There was no emotion in his calm eyes. It turned out that this was the feeling of heart stopping, for him.
Su Zhetuo half-squinted his eyes, feeling an unfamiliar sting between his eyes.
"Mr. Su, don't keep your eyes open for too long, you still need to rest."
The doctor's words came again, and Su Zhetuo slowly closed his eyes. There was darkness in front of him again, a darkness that he had gradually become familiar with. His nose was moving slightly, as if he was looking for that person.
A very familiar breathing sound.
Su's father and mother looked at each other and then exited the ward. They knew that he needed to rest. A long rest. After all, the car accident had caused him too much pain and he could not recover in a day or two.
The body will eventually recover, but what about the mind?
"I'm going out first," Yu Wenchen rubbed his forehead and said. He felt much more relaxed than before. This was a good step. After all, the normal Su Zhetuo was not an ordinary man.
He has never failed in what he wants, and of course, he has never lost it either.
The door closed softly this time. Xiang Qinglan stared at the armrest of the door. She put her hand on it. Since they had all left, it seemed that there was no point in her staying here. Moreover,
, there is no need for her here, she is just a mute who can't do anything.
"Lan Lan," Su Zhetuo suddenly opened his eyes, looked at her hand on the door handle, and his tone dropped slightly. She just didn't want to see him. He knew that she hated him. He knew that she
I don't like seeing him, but is it too cruel for him who has just recovered from a serious illness? After all, the first person he wants to see is her.
"Before the operation, I told myself that if my eyes can see again, then I will use everything I have to save you. Let you come back to me. Maybe you will hate me now.
There is nothing else, but I still want to tell you that as long as you are willing to come back to me, I will do it no matter what the cost."
He was pushing the wheelchair as he spoke, because his legs still hadn't started to recover, so he still couldn't walk normally.
Xiang Qinglan withdrew his hand and looked at the man who had already arrived in front of him. This look really seemed like it was a lifetime ago. His eyes were still so bright, and his slender eyes were slightly raised. When you squint, you will feel a
The feeling of fright is undeniable. His eyes are too sharp, and his eyes are too cold. They always make people feel a sense of rejection and thousands of miles away. But now, his eyes seem to be returning.
When he reaches the person he was before, he will never give up until he reaches his goal.
Xiang Qinglan slowly squatted down and took his hand. The warmth in the man's hand touched her fingers lightly. The warmth made her fingertips a little warm, but it could not warm her heart.
Her heart was indeed cold.
"I don't hate you," she wrote in his hand. She raised her head and looked into the man's exceptionally sharp eyes, and she saw her reflection in the man's eyes, clear and indifferent.
"But please believe that I don't love you anymore." After she finished writing, she found that her hand was tightly grasped by him. Such force made her fingers hurt. However, she did not say anything.
A sound, because she had no voice. She pulled his hand hard, opened the door, and walked out, only to see him with a thin but unusually strong back. Her body was getting worse and worse.
, it seems that it has only been a month, and she has become so thin that a gust of wind can blow her away.
Su Zhetuo held his hands tightly and placed them on his lap. Please believe that I don't love you anymore? I don't hate you anymore, and I don't love you anymore.