Chapter 62: Wedding Photos

The room was quiet, and the leaves on the windowsill were fresh and green. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he hugged me, his neck was covered in my shoulder socket, he moved his chin, knocked my shoulder socket for a while, his voice was soft, "Xijia, do you know? I don't know what to do if I don't find you. ”

"Why are you in a hurry to find me?" I asked.

"Because, I'm going to prove one thing." He said, "One thing, one thing that will keep me alive." ”

"What's the matter?" I asked, holding my breath.

"One thing that allows me to continue to live in this world, continue to look forward to, wait, and have hope for me to live."

"What's that?" I asked.

"It's proven now." He stroked the hair from my sideburns, "Right now, you're by my side." He smiled.

"Well, by Attu's side." I hooked my fingers, "And, never, I'll never leave." ”

He clenched my finger slightly, kissed it, and said, "What does the doctor say?" "He means my eyes.

"There's only a fifty percent chance of ......" I lowered my eyes and whispered, "Atul, I'm useless, don't I ......?"

"No, it's useless." He tugged at my hair, "I didn't protect you." A warm lip imprinted on my forehead, I smiled slightly, sniffed, "Atul, I don't blame you......"

"Whether you blame it or not, I am responsible for the rest of your life." He said, "The wedding took place as scheduled. ”

"But, my eyes ......," I said, stroking the blindfolded gauze, and my voice was hoarse, "what shall I do to your bride?" ”

"It's okay, we can treat it slowly, after we get married, I will find you a better doctor, I will treat your eyes as my own, if it can't be cured, I will accompany you to be blind."

"Are you crazy?!" I counted, "If you make yourself blind, I'll break your legs, and we'll be blind and lame, and that's fine." ”

"Fool." He burst into tears and grinned, pinching my cheek, "Why are you so cute?" ”

"Are you cute?" Not to be outdone, he pulled both sides and tugged at the ......

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A few days later.

The moment I unwrapped the bandage, a piercing pain came, I blinked, and the gray scene came into my eyes. It was a gray figure standing by the windowsill, making a phone call with a resolute expression, I blinked vigorously, and I saw a gray figure walking towards me, squatting down in front of me, and asked softly, "Xijia, are you better?" ”

I blinked my eyes vigorously, and the gray fog flashed before my eyes like a smudged shot of a movie's colors. The vague outline, the clear lookβ€”that is the most familiar thing in my mind from memory, clearly rippling in my mind. However, I still couldn't see, I still couldn't see, and the ring on my hand emitted a dazzling light, stinging my eyes violently!

"Xijia!" Tu Youcheng hurriedly held my wheelchair, looking anxious, I seemed to ...... I was able to see a little......

I reached out and stroked his face, the gentle touch, the eager breathing, the torch-like eyes, everything...... It's all that familiar...... But soon, the sight was fleeting before my eyes, and with it, a vast darkness that filled my eyes.

I covered my eyes in pain: "I still can't see...... Still can't see ......"

He held my head tightly in his arms, and I tugged at his shirt tightly, crying hoarsely: "I still can't see...... Still can't see...... What should I do......" My voice was filled with unimaginable pathos, and my throat twitched, as if there was a wave of astringency spreading in my throat, which was the smell of tears.

I cried so hard that tears ran down my cheeks.

Tu Youcheng patted me on the back and comforted me softly: "It's okay...... It's okay......"

"Hmm!" I nodded tightly, tugged at his clothes, and cried silently, "Atul, am I going to be blind forever?" ”

"No, it won't." He said, "I'm not going to let you be blind. ”

Feeling the painful breathing in his abdomen, my heart also moved slightly, tears wet the corners of my eyes, and I couldn't breathe in pain!

"What if...... I mean, if ...... Am I blind? I asked in a trembling voice, my fingers involuntarily grabbing the corner of his coat.

"No, it won't." He held my head firmly and said in a resolute voice, "I will never blind you." ”

"Hmm!" I nodded heavily.

"Never." He grabbed my shoulders with all his might.

"When you get married, I'll take you to the best hospital, don't worry." He said. The soft voice was like a reassuring agent, quietly hitting my heart. He squeezed my shoulders hard, full of firmness.

"Mr. Tu, we will definitely provide Miss Lin with the best medical measures." The doctor's words gave me another dose of reassurance, and a layer of gauze full of the smell of potion was blindfolded on my eyes again, and Tuyoucheng's hand was still on my shoulder, and I patted his hand as if comforting, and it was cold.

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On the eve of the wedding, Tuyou Cheng and I sat in a wedding photo studio, and I sat quietly, as quiet as a glass wow. The photographer said, "Miss Lin! Come and take pictures! I got up, my hand was held by a gentle palm, and I walked slowly, step by step, forward.

"This is it." Tu Youcheng said softly.

I smiled slightly, "I can do it." ”

"I believe my fiancΓ©e." A gentle voice rang out in my ears, and Tu Youcheng shook my hand and motioned to the photographer: "It's time to start." ”

β€œok!” The photographer responded.

I shook Atul's hand: "Atul...... I ...... "I want to say and stop."

"What's wrong?"

"I want to take the gauze and take a ......," I said slowly.

"How can this be?"

"Why not?" I pouted, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime wedding, and I don't want this gauze to ruin the fun." ”

"If you can't see it in the future, I don't think you can still be interested." Tu Youcheng snorted coldly.

"Hmph." I snorted.

"Hmph, okay." Finally, Tuyoucheng relented and gently removed my gauze, and although my eyes were still a flickering field of black, white and gray, I could already feel a faint dazzling light. I blinked, tears streaming down my face.

"Photographer, please turn off the lights." Tu Youcheng immediately instructed the photographer, "Thank you, let's get started." His clear voice rang out in his ears.

I smiled slightly, posed, and made a standard "Mary and Monroe" classic move. I heard the photographer give an awkward "ah" and say, "Okay! Good! This action is good! Miss is really good at posing. ”

Tuyoucheng laughed. He whispered in my ear, "Mrs. Tu...... Can it be normal ......" (To be continued.) )