Yan Shunhua groped into the room, turned around and said goodnight to Yan Daya, who was not worried about her, and waited until she was sure that the two puppies had come in, then closed the door and slowly walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

She didn't light the lamp as she had done before, and she didn't have the intention of copying a few more pages of Buddhist scriptures before going to bed.

As for the travelogues that she loved and always had to read for a few pages, they lay quietly on the little dresser, as dry and lonely as a brush that had not been stained with ink for a long time.

She just stayed quietly in the dark, counting her heartbeat for a while.

It wasn't until there was no longer the creak of the wooden door in the small courtyard, the breathing of the two puppies sounded regularly, and the chirping of night insects became lively one after another.

She walked very slowly, silently counting her steps as she walked, and stopped for a short time outside the door of her eldest sister and second sister's room to make sure that there was no movement inside, and then slowly walked away.

When she reached the window of the master bedroom, she didn't think about how long she would stay, but after a short breath, she heard a suppressed cry from inside, and her footsteps sank, and she could no longer move.

Despite this, the couple inside did not notice her arrival. After all, she is only eight years old this year, and her stature is not as tall as the windowsill of her home.

"Don't cry, if you keep crying, even if I'm not worried, the child in my belly will laugh at you. ”

Yan Shengguo's voice was not gentle, if you listened carefully, you could still hear a depressed mood.

"It's been more than a month. The little girls have returned to their old routines, eating what they should eat and drinking. You damn it. Wouldn't you like to set a good example for your children?"

As if realizing that his tone was not good, Yan Shengguo's voice suddenly lowered, and he said a few more words vaguely before Yan Liushi stopped crying and got up to blow out the light.

With the arrival of darkness came the sound of rustling clothes and the comforting murmurs of the couple.

Yan Shunhua slowly turned around and walked towards the kitchen. He pinpointed the wooden door, pushed it open, and fastened the wooden bolt inside.

Table. Cupboards, water tanks, earthen stoves, firewood. Rice tank. Benches, low chairs, bathroom curtains in cubicles, large wooden buckets, water scoops.

She groped little by little, but she couldn't find the fragrant pancreas that Yan Zhaoming specially bought for her.

There is no high basket for clothes on weekdays, there is no low stool for putting water scoops, and even all corners of the floor are touched. It is still nowhere to be seen.

She frowned, but couldn't remember if she had put it back in its place when she was bathing. Because it was specially bought for her. No one else in the family would use it secretly, so she kept it under a low stool.

A stick of incense passed, and she still had no clue in this not very spacious place. After a long time, she finally decided to give up the search, stood up straight, stretched her right hand forward, and slowly walked out of the cubicle.

Once again, after familiarizing himself with the placement of everything, Yan Shunhua left the kitchen and slowly walked back to the osmanthus tree, and then touched the trunk and looked up.

There was no sweet and rich floral fragrance in the air, but the night breeze brought a slight damp fishy smell, like the smell of earth, and like the water in the Yudai River.

She sniffed, sat down under the tree, and after a while felt cold, and involuntarily sneezed a few times, a few very patient little sounds, as if she could not bear to break the peace of the night.

Someone let out a very soft sigh from the side.

"Who?"

She immediately moved her ears in alarm, "Come out, or I'll call someone." ”

In spite of the darkness of the night, the boy saw that her eyes were still as clear as water, but there was no longer a flash of playfulness or wit or anger or narrowness.

"It's me. ”

Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped out of the darkness where he was hiding, and walked to her side step by step, unfastening his cloak and draping it directly over her.

"It's freezing, what should I do if I catch a cold? Why don't you go back and lie down?"

Yan Shunhua was a little stunned, her expression was not sad or happy, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she was stunned.

"Why are you here?"

Her voice was still soft, but the boy who knew her well could hear a little hoarseness in it.

Seeing that she was listening attentively, and didn't pay attention to the extra cloak on his body, he endured it, but finally couldn't hold back, approached slightly, and stretched out his hand to tie the belt.

"Come and see you. ”

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Yan Shunhua, who had been in a coma for a short time, woke up, but found that he was blind and unable to see.

After Bai Rundong's diagnosis, he didn't know much about what was inside, so he slowly raised it, and he prescribed her some drugs to remove blood stasis and blood, and see if she could recover from her original state.

Just insisted on drinking the medicine, and her severed left hand had been taken back to heal and grow, but the problem of both eyes had not progressed.

At first, she could comfort the panicked Yan Liu, and occasionally laugh with her two sisters, but after half a month, she still couldn't feel the slightest light, and finally collapsed when she fell asleep.

Even if it is really an intracranial hemorrhage, now that the most effective treatment time has passed, I am afraid that the optic nerve compressed by the congestion will not be able to recover.

Even if her left hand was intact, her eyesight would not return.

In this time and space, let alone getting married and raising children, she can't even take care of herself completely, so how can she protect her family and build a new family?

The moment she realized this, her tears finally burst down in the darkness. It was also at the moment when he felt her grief and helplessness that the boy impulsively decided on the itinerary of the second day, from the snowy north, to the south.

During this trip, the contact between the two of them was intermittent again, and until eight days ago, I don't know why, I couldn't get in touch again.

It's like tonight, even when she just groped out of the West Wing, he had already arrived, Yan Shunhua didn't perceive his existence. And during the time she entered the kitchen, the teenager was unable to share her experience through all five senses.

"Look what I'm doing? I can't see you, come for nothing. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised the corners of her mouth and pulled out a smile, "I mean, you come to see me now, but I can't see you because of this accident, which is a big loss." ”

The boy looked at her, less than his shoulders tall, and looked very small because his whole body was covered in his cloak.

It's like a kitten he once had when he was a child.

After getting sick, he lost his appetite and kept shedding his hair, but when he went to tease, he had to blow up his hair to show him, as if he didn't fight like this and pretend to be calm, he would continue to torture him.

"What if I kill that man for you?" (To be continued......)