In the ICU, Wang Shoucheng held Yuan Ruolan's hand tightly, this little girl who was still gagging with him yesterday is now wearing an oxygen mask, covered with various instruments, and the sound of "Di Di Di" is the only evidence that she is alive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Mr. Wang, your daughter is currently in a deep coma, the cause is not yet clear, our advice to you is conservative treatment, first ensure her vital signs, you see?"

"What?! The reason is unknown?! You quacks! Wang Shoucheng was about to smash the bench when he lifted it, and Song Youchen, who arrived in time, hugged him. I'm just this daughter, she's only 19 years old, and you say she won't wake up. He was paralyzed on the ground, old tears, Song Youchen didn't know how to comfort this old father who was over 60 years old, and all of his life was in a small ward at the moment, and the helplessness and despair were unknown to him.

After a long time, Wang Shoucheng got up and patted off the ash on his pants, "Youchen, you accompany her first, and I'll go back." He limped out of the hospital with his numb leg in tow.

Wang Shoucheng is Yuan Ruolan's adoptive father, he didn't hide this from her, but Wang Shoucheng didn't say everything about her biological parents. There were so many truths there that even he couldn't fathom, like the openwork brocade box he was holding in his hand now. He remembered that the woman who had brought her had said that the box could only be opened in times of danger. He didn't know how to count the danger, but the situation was no longer enough to think about, and he stretched out his trembling hand and opened the brass buckle of the brocade box. A jet of water soared into the sky, conjuring up the shape of a bird, and glowing like a rainbow around it. It flew out of the window and disappeared into the blue sky.

On the shore of West Lake, the setting sun dyes the octagonal pavilion with glow. At this moment when the tourists dispersed and the old people gathered, the girl talking about the guqin in the pavilion looked out of place. She wore her hair tied into two mustaches and wore red and black hexagrams, a modified Chinese style.

The air inadvertently shook and rippled, the girl looked up, blinked her big round eyes, her small mouth pouted into an "o", she reluctantly put away the guqin, left the noisy crowd with her back on her back, and walked to an inconspicuous small house opposite.

"Grandma, didn't you say today that I should play more?" The girl was coquettish to the old man sitting in the middle of the room.

"Qin Le, the rainbow bird has been here." The old man looked serious, on the contrary, he smiled when he heard the music. This will be her first time going out of the house, grandma's protection is always too meticulous, she wants to go to the outside world more than once, make friends of the same age, and live a normal life.

When Qin Le left, her grandmother didn't send her, she knew that she didn't want to watch her leave, but this was the mission of the qin family, and it was the meaning of their existence.

In 1988, the orchard on the outskirts of Beijing

The snow on the dead branches was overwhelming and fell to the ground, and the irregular pits were buried by the next wave of wind and snow. A man in a jacket walks under a tree, followed by a woman in a blue woolen coat.

"Sect Master, Lord Motoya has already left, and it will be soon." The woman humbly folded her hands in front of her.

"Concubine Yu, I said it, don't be so restrained."

"Your Majesty doesn't dare." The woman buried her head deeper.

"Although you pianists have inherited a little friendship from your ancestors, you don't have to be like this." The man turned and put his knuckled hand on the woman, "This is the order." "Unquestionable tone.

"I, I'll try."

Yuan Xiu squinted his eyes and smiled gently, the woman's cheeks flushed, and the head that had just been raised lowered again. Suddenly, he felt a faint fluctuation of soul power in the air, and immediately put away his smile, his pupils contracted rapidly, and his eyes showed a cold light, accurately capturing the unique whiteness that broke into the gray world.

"Hmph, interesting."

"Master?"

"Let's go, Jin Xi is in trouble." The smile on his face was calm, like a spring breeze.