"If you have a wound on your hand, stop running around and stay at home. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Luo Mo went to school in the morning, walked to the gate, turned back, ran upstairs, looked at Zhong Kui who was sleeping grogily, and said softly.

"Got it." Nakakui said with his eyes closed, rolled over, and continued to fall asleep.

Luo Mo looked at Zhong Kui's sleeping appearance, then nodded, glanced at the time, and pushed the bicycle to school with his backpack.

Listening to the sound of Luo Mo closing the door, Zhong Kui slowly opened his eyes, leaned on the window, looked at the figure of Luo Mo in the distance, smiled, quickly dressed up, and then ran to wash, there was nothing to do at home, it happened that he hadn't seen the fish for a long time, instead of being locked up at home, it was better to go to Wang Yang's place to sit.

Zhong Kui thought while combing his hair, what should I buy for the fish to eat, wait, I don't seem to have any money, how to go without money, just when Zhong Kui was worried, Zhong Kui suddenly remembered that this guy has pocket money saved on weekdays, you can go and get a little bit first, and then talk to him when he comes back, Zhong Kui thought like this, it was a good idea, so he went downstairs and pushed open the door of Luo Mo's room.

Maomo's room is always so simple and clean, unlike Zhongkui, every time the room is like a tossed mess, every time Luomo cleans up her room, Zhongkui will always smile and say, "Informal, informal." ”

"Where?" Zhong Kui sat on the desk of Luo Mo, there were two books on the table, Zhong Kui turned the pages of the book, found that there were none, and then opened the drawer and began to look for "This guy, where did you put all your pocket money?" ”

Zhong Kui rummaged through for a long time, but he didn't find where the pocket money was, opened the last drawer, Zhong Kui looked at a dark black, iron box lying inside, and there was a lock on it, Zhong Kui took the box out of the drawer, glanced left and right, and nodded, "It should be inside, it's actually locked." Zhong Kui thought that he seemed to have seen Luo Mo secretly take it out, and was found dead or alive by Zhong Kui and didn't show it, Zhong Kui thought, it must be the private money that Yang Mo saved.

"Thankfully, as he said before, he never carries his keys with him." As long as Zhong Mo knows, Zhong Kui will also know, Zhong Kui will also know, Zhong Kui lifted the pillow of Zhong Mo, and there was a key below, Zhong Kui inserted the key into the lock, and sure enough, the lock was opened, Zhong Kui smiled and opened the box.

"What is this?" Zhong Kui opened the box and found that there was no pocket money in it at all, what was placed in it was a pen, and there were several diaries, Zhong Kui opened it curiously and found that the delicate words inside were already densely packed, there were five copies, no wonder it was so heavy when it was taken out, Zhong Kui simply looked at it, but I didn't expect it to be the diary of Luo Mo over the years, Zhong Kui closed the diary, she was not used to reading other people's diaries.

But people are always curious, close the diary, Zhong Kui is very curious about what is written in Mao Mo's diary, think about it, anyway, Luo Mo is not at home, and he will not know, even if he knows, Luo Mo will not be angry with Zhong Kui, Zhong Kui thought about it, and took out the diary again in his hand, and began to slowly turn it over.

On 21 April 20001, the weather was fine

I went to school with my sister today, this is the first time I stepped into school after my eyes regained my vision, looking at the words on the blackboard, the teacher's figure, the faces of my classmates, everything around, I always feel a little unreal, I am really worried that I will suddenly wake up one day, open my eyes, and it is endless darkness, walking alone in the dark, that kind of helplessness is really terrible, but fortunately, she is by my side.

On September 16, 2002, the weather was overcast

When I came back from school today, my sister told me that she learned a song at school today, and when she got home, she also wanted me to learn to sing, I worked hard to learn, but it was still hard to sing, but when I saw my sister laughing, she sang louder, and wanted to continue singing. As long as my sister is happy, it's fine.

On November 29, 2003, the weather was snowing heavily

The first snow in Nancheng this year, it fell very much, I haven't seen such a big snow for many years, because for so many years, I am a world of one person, so big snow, my sister and I forgot to bring an umbrella, on the way from school, staring at the cold wind and snow, running on the road, obviously so cold day, my sister has been laughing, suddenly there was a moment, I hope that time can stop here, how good it should be, in the world just me and my sister, the snow will dye our heads white, hehe, I feel a little too much.

Zhong Kui looked at the diary on the ink page by page, almost every diary will mention Zhong Kui's name more or less, some more, some less, and even some, all of which are Zhong Kui's affairs.

"This guy, this is the one who wrote a diary for me, isn't it?" Zhong Kui looked at the diary while smiling, Zhong Mo knew that Zhong Kui never wrote a diary, Zhong Kui thought that Zhong Mo would remember these things for her, afraid that Zhong Kui would forget it in the future.

Zhong Kui laughed while flipping through the diary, feeling that Luo Mo is really very simple, and it should be good to have such a simple brother.

Just when Zhong Kui picked up the diary pressed at the lowest level, the old one was the first story of the ink, Zhong Kui took it out curiously, didn't know what was written in it, opened it in his hand, and a piece of paper slowly floated out of the diary and fell to the ground.

"What is this?" Zhong Kui picked it up, opened it, and found that it was actually a few lists.

"In 1994, 100,000 yuan was remitted and left for the eyes of Mao Mozhi."

"In 1996, 20,000 yuan was remitted and left for the eyes of Mao Mozhi."

"In 1998, 50,000 yuan was remitted and left for the eyes of Mao Mozhi."

"In 2000, cornea donation, donor..."

Zhong Kui looked at the list one by one, the first three are remittance slips, the money for Mo Mo's eyes, will call every two years, a total of 190,000, but the remitter is anonymous, and I don't know who it is, Zhong Kui thought, why has she never heard Mo talk about this before, she was still curious before, the family's economic conditions, simply can't afford to pay for such a huge operation, and this cornea donation, the list is very complete, it is the name of the last cornea donor, I don't know how, It's so vague that I can't see who the name is.

"Shouldn't these be put at Mom's, what are you doing with them?" Nakakui was thinking, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Zhong Kui, are you up, eat breakfast quickly, the porridge is cold." Namo's mother shouted to Zhong Kui to eat in the kitchen, Zhong Kui put the diary in the original order, glanced at the list again, and put it back, everything returned to the original state, Zhong Kui stood up at this time, "Got it, come right away." ”