Retracting his palm from Susie's shoulder, the shepherd turned and walked out the door.

Susie opened her mouth, wanting to refuse his kindness, "Shepherd! ”

"Huh?"

Mu, who had already walked to the door, turned his face, "But...... What's uncomfortable? ”

"I didn't ...... No. Susie was busy shaking her head, she originally wanted to say that it was too troublesome, she could go to Mr. Baicao or Mr. Song, but she was a little reluctant to get along with him alone like this.

Mu looked at her suspiciously, "What ......?"

"Uh...... I ......" Susie glanced quickly to the left and right, and then raised the palm holding the handkerchief, "I mean, I'll wash it and return it to you." ”

"No need." Pastoral Path.

Sure enough, he disliked it!

"That'...... All right. Susie hung her face weakly, "Your gauze has just been removed, be careful when walking." ”

"See you tomorrow." The shepherd stepped out of the threshold and closed the door.

Sitting on the side of the bed, listening to his footsteps fading away, Susie let out a long breath and lay back on the pillow weakly.

Raising the palm of his hand to look at the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand, he threw it out casually, and the handkerchief spread out in mid-air, fluttering downward.

Turning her face sideways, looking at the handkerchief floating to the ground, Susie suddenly rolled over again, grabbed it in her hand before it hit the ground, and sat down on the side of the bed again with the handkerchief.

She moved slightly, and a light blue wave of water enveloped the cotton handkerchief in her hand, and soon the water wave mixed with the blood in the cotton handkerchief and turned turbid.

After repeating it several times, the red-dyed veil was finally washed by her purification technique as white as snow.

Raise your palm and catch the cotton handkerchief that has been cleaned again.

Only then did Susie notice that the corner of the cotton kerchief was embroidered with a pastoral character with silver silk thread.

Gently rubbing the pastoral word on the handkerchief with her fingertips, Susie unconsciously lost her mind.

Speaking of which, it was already two years since she met Mu, and she still clearly remembers the first time she saw him.

The young man, dressed in white like snow, was calm and cold.

However, that feeling is different from the cold of Beichen.

Every time she saw Beichen, Susie would instinctively be jealous, but Mu was different, this teenager gave her an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

It's as if she's known him for a long time.

In the past two years, they have followed Zitong's arrangement, obeyed Beichen's orders, and secretly, they have often been in contact.

Every time she saw him, Susie paid more and more attention to the boy.

She knew that Mu had a special feeling for Purple Pupil, and she also knew that he had obviously regained his eyes, but he was still wearing gauze just to wait for Purple Pupil to come back, and every time she saw the gauze covering his face, she would faintly feel pain in her heart.

At least Ye Weiyang had already expressed his heart to Zitong, but Mu, he didn't even say it.

"Even though Purple Pupil is a rare woman in the world, she ...... Can't you just look at other people? ”

Whispering softly, Susie slowly tightened her fingers, held the handkerchief in her palm, and sighed softly.

Susie didn't know that at this time, the pastor did not go back to the courtyard where he lived, but returned the same way and came to the place where Susie had stayed before.

When he reached the flowers, he bent down, and by the moonlight he easily found the handkerchief of her that Susie had just dropped.

Her veil was pale blue, the color of water, with a patch of half-dried blood on it.

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