How could I, Wang Ying, let a little girl do this to me, my heart was full of guilt, looking at her, I didn't even know what to say at the moment.

"Can it be cured?"

I raised my hand and gently stroked her face, asking very gently.

"Innate, but I can see my sister."

At this moment, Mo Sui is innocent like a child, I don't know if she is comforting me, but I always feel that she can really see me with those beautiful eyes, this may just be an illusion of mine, but I would rather believe that what I owe to this child is not only the life I originally had, but I owe more and more money.

"Let's try, when Yang Shuo is cured, let him show you."

I took her in my arms and tried to give her warmth.

"Sister Ying, it really doesn't matter, you don't have to worry too much, I can really see you!"

Her smile at the moment had a faint bitterness in my eyes.

"Little girls, it's windy outside, what's not to say about not coming in!"

The sudden sound interrupted my hug with Mo Sui, making me a little embarrassed for a while, and when I looked up, a hunchbacked old man appeared at the door, and he used that trembling voice to talk to me and Mo Sui.

"Uncle, are you?"

I turned around a little differently, not expecting such an old man to live in this villa.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you come in first, the wind and yin qi in the night, let's have a cup of hot tea first!"

The old man looked very strange when he spoke, he kept his head down, so that I couldn't see his face, and I didn't care, after all, the old man in front of me was kind, so I didn't think much about pulling Mo Sui into the villa.

"Girl, follow me."

The old man staggered in front to lead the way, and Mo Sui and I followed him not far behind, and he led us all the way to the restaurant. Then he stopped, raised his hand and motioned for us to sit down, and we sat down with him.

Two cups of hot tea were quickly poured by him.

"Thank you, uncle, I'll come by myself!"

I was too embarrassed to take the teapot from his hand. After all, he is so old, and I can't help but let him do this.

But when I saw his face, I was stunned. What kind of face it was, I couldn't describe it until I came back to my senses, and I was a little creepy to see. I originally thought that the face was just wrinkles, but when I looked closer, it was obviously not what I thought, her face was drawn like that by some sharp weapon, and that face seemed to me like a **jigsaw puzzle at the moment, which was stitched up little by little.

I was trembling with fear.

"Bang Dang"

The kettle, which I had rushed to take, fell to the ground the next moment, and the hot water in it spilled all over the floor.

"Sister Ying, are you okay?"

Mo Sui obviously saw that something was wrong with me at the moment, put down the tea in his hand, and came to me.

"It's okay!"

I took a dangerous step back, and before I could stand still, I fell to the ground behind me.

"Be careful"

A pair of hands suddenly straightened me from behind. That's how I got away with it.

"Thank you"

In the panic, I still didn't forget to say thank you to the people behind me.

"Wang Ying, why are you here?"

The voice behind him sounded very familiar, which surprised me a little, and I looked back suddenly, I knew the person standing in front of me, he should be called Fit, although not too familiar, but after all, there was a relationship.

"Fit, you let go of my sister Jiaying."

The little Mo Sui suddenly looked like a fried pheasant, and his cheeks bulged and stared at the fit in front of him.

"Wang Ying and I are friends of life and death. Where is your little girl, stay where it is cool. ”

Fit obviously didn't buy it, and opened his mouth to go to Mosui's words. However, I was a little overwhelmed by what he said, and I only knew him at best, when did he sublimate to the stage of life and death. This guy is really the master who speaks without going through the brain, and works with brute force.

Although it is defined like this in my heart, after all, this guy rescued me just now, and I am embarrassed to bite him back, so that he can't get off the stage, fortunately, I remained silent and watched the big and small in front of me have a fight. "Alright. Okay, don't make trouble, this Mosui girl has just come back, and you should look like an adult in Fit, don't be so childish. ”

The old man kindly stepped forward to persuade him, but when I saw his face again, I didn't listen to him at all, and more thoughts were focused on his face.

"The old man's face is ugly, I'm afraid it scares the girl!"

He smiled, as if his whole face was trembling, and it seemed to move, and it looked indescribably strange.

"No, it'll be good if you look at it."

I spoke to him awkwardly, and I could even feel his tenderness from his words, which warmed my heart, and even the scars that I had just seen on his face that had been scarred for an unknown number of years did not seem so frightening at the moment.

"Hehe, little girl, do you want to have a cup of tea?"

The old man kindly cleaned up the broken teapot on the ground and asked casually.

"No need, uncle, I want to go to the ink and wash it."

I replied respectfully to him.

"That's the case, then go, I'll clean up here, the ink lives on the second floor, you just go up."

He raised his hand and pointed to the staircase not far away, and then went about his work.

"Thank you, uncle."

I smiled goodbye to him and prepared to walk up the stairs alone. But as soon as I took a step, the two people who were arguing behind me were very tacitly not arguing, and they raised their feet and walked a few steps to keep up with my pace.

"Sister Ying, I'm with you."

"Wang Ying, I'll accompany you."

The tacit understanding between the two at the moment and the quarrel just now is almost like two people, it is really something I can't understand, I shook my head lightly, and walked forward with a light smile.

The two of them didn't keep up with me without saying much, which made me feel a little more happy for a while, of course, this is just a kind of adjustment of my mood at the moment, after all, the fright just now will not all dissipate for a while.

"This is the room of ink."

Mo Sui was obviously familiar with the second floor, and she raised her hand to point to the door that was facing the stairs.

"Is this it?"

I asked in a low voice, wanting to be more sure, after all, people will always be suspicious, and at the right time take the question that is already right to reaffirm.

"Sister Ying, that's right, this is it."

Mo Sui nodded to me very affirmatively, maybe I should believe her, although she can't see, but there is no doubt that Mo Sui in front of me I think she can see more clearly than anyone else. (To be continued.) )