Xuan Xuan was transferred to this ward for three months, she had a bad temper, smashed dishes and tables, everyone knew that because of this, the double ward had never been admitted to anyone else.

Until one day a little girl came to her ward.

It was the second day she returned from the Floating Gallery.

The nurse cautiously looked at the little girl's face when she pushed her in, and when she glanced at her indifferently, she turned her head to look out the window, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and she heard the panting sound clearly, which made her sneer.

Why did she acquiesce? Maybe it was because she saw that the little girl's face was so red and burning badly, and there were tears on her immature face, or maybe it was because the parents beside her were too worried to move her.

And when the little girl woke up, Xuan Yuan regretted it, the little girl was six years old, the age of cats and dogs, except for the first day of weakness, and then it was very noisy: crying wolf for not being injected, crying wolf for a sugar ghost, crying wolf howling for seeing the little brother opposite......

The little girl's nickname is called Niu Niu, so young, but she is very nymphotic, and she likes the little brother opposite, starting with her appearance and falling into her appearance. Just because after a glimpse, nine out of ten sentences of her daily topic are inseparable from him, and the remaining sentence is food.

Niuniu couldn't stop crying when she was injected, pestering her parents to ask for her little brother, but her parents couldn't bear to disturb her, so they begged him to come.

It was the first time Xuan Yuan had seen him up close and frontal, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, with clean eyebrows and eyes, and he was very handsome. It is indeed a good look.

Xuan heard the nurse call him Shu Lang.

There is a sentence in Xuan's mind: the eyebrows are soothing, and the elegance is profound.

People live up to their name.

Shu Lang sat on the edge of the little girl's bed, Xuan Xuan turned his back to them and looked out the window, Xuan Xuan could listen to his good-natured coaxing the little girl over and over again, very meticulous and patient.

At some point, Xuan Xuan leaned over to watch their interaction.

Under his persuasion, the little girl pouted, wrinkled her nose and finally gave him an injection, and then under his praise, she painted him with a saliva kiss with a red eye and a red face.

And Shu Lang just smiled softly after being surprised, his eyes were pale amber, and his eyebrows and eyes under the sun became more and more clear and beautiful, the little girl looked straight, and even let go of the fleshy hand covering her buttocks, but the shy appearance made Xuan Xuan disgusted.

When Shu Lang left, she saw the little girl's parents being careful with him everywhere and reminding him three times at a time.

It turned out that he was blind.

It's a pity that she was perfunctory.

But for the nervousness of the little girl's parents, Shu Lang thanked him in response, although he was a little helpless, but he still smiled gently.

How kind of worries are, normal people have to remind them of their defects over and over again, but they have to be comforted over and over again when they are disabled.

She watched the scene mockingly, then turned to face the window, remembering the overly gentle eyes.

She looked out the window at the outside world.

He listens to the world with his ears.??

She used to run recklessly, and now she has half of her body amputated. Guarding a window every day, powerless, idle.

He had seen the light, and he was blinded by the fire of his youth, and his body was in darkness, but his heart was toward the light.

She had seen him look up at the sky in front of the window, smiling, clean and clear, like she had never been. She thought, that must be a man who loves life.

He had passed by her hospital room, heard her screaming and growling, heard her cry in the middle of the night, and he thought, she was a fragile girl.

They don't have anything to do with each other.

?? He's dreaming.

I even dreamed of a little girl.

After she suddenly appeared and disappeared four years ago, they waited in the apartment for a long time to believe that she really wouldn't show up again, but even so, the four of them would return to the apartment once a year to get together.

【Rain Flower】

Niuniu was discharged from the hospital a few days later, with a reluctant face, crying with snot and tears.

Shu Lang wiped her face, squatted on the ground to comfort her, the little girl rubbed tears and snot on his chest, and finally smeared his face with saliva before reluctantly leaving.

"Goodbye, pretty brother!"

Niuniu gave him all the candy in her hand, and before leaving, she ran back and gave Xuanyuan a candy, and then said goodbye to Xuanxuan.

"Bye-bye, pretty bad sister!"

Pretty bad sister?, Xuan curled her lips, clenched the candy, and waved her hand dispensably.

The noisy little girl finally left, and she thought he would never come again, but she was about to turn over when she heard him ask her, can I come to you often?

She looked into his eyes, the amber eyes were still blank, and she met them, but the words of refusal stopped in her mouth.

There were no other patients in her room, and she looked out the window as usual, and he sat or scrolled through Braille or listened to headphones, which Niu Niu had recorded before she left, with her poor description of the outside world.

?? She never asked his name, and neither did he, they didn't bother each other, but they were in harmony.

"It's raining?" he asked.

"Well," she didn't look back, the small flower in the distance was bent by the rain, and there were only a few thin petals left, and it was estimated that it wouldn't last long, she turned her head boredly, and then saw his side face.

He had already walked to the window, "looked" outside, and then stretched out his hand, and the raindrops fell on his hand, making a small splash.

She saw that the corners of his lips curled, and he smiled cleanly, brightly.

"Why are you laughing?" she asked.

"Why?" he looked back at her, his eyebrows curled again, "it's beautiful." ”

"It's boring. ”

"I can't see it, but I can feel it, and I feel it. For some reason, Xuan Xuan heard a bit of loss in his tone.

"Do you want to hear it?" said the words before he had time to think.

"Thank you. He bent his eyes, and the corners of his lips smiled slightly, and she realized that he had a pear vortex.

"Did anyone say you're naturally dark?" she began. Without waiting for him to reply, she began to talk about the rain outside.

"The rain was so heavy that those with and without umbrellas were drenched in soup, and a flower in the gap was discounted. ”

"You're the first. ”

"What?" she didn't know, and then suddenly he was answering her question.

Shu Lang still looked out the window, "That flower, if you look at it in two days, it should be straight again." ”

"Really, have you always been so optimistic?" she scoffed.

Naturally, she told him about the scenery outside, which flower bloomed, which flower was gone, how many people, or a few chairs, she said boringly, but he listened carefully, and that appearance made her feel a little ashamed for no reason.

"Why are you blind?" she asked.

"When I was a child, the fire smoked my eyes. He said it indifferently.

She was silent for a moment, the air fell silent, and he opened his mouth to reassure her that it was all over, and asked about the appearance of the bird that had just chirped.

She was a little unpleasant, and her explanations to him were no longer perfunctory, racking her brains to think of more vivid and better words to describe the scenery that seemed uninteresting to her. Then she suddenly realized that her vocabulary was not much better than that of Niu Niu.