I searched around the studio, only to find that everything about Qi Yan had disappeared, so clean, as if he had never appeared.

I was also in a trance, was everything before just a dream, there was no peace, no Qi Yan, no lonely spirits and spirit tamers, and when I came home in a while, I would see my parents smiling and waiting for me.

I walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stared into the distance like Qi Yan, what was he looking at and thinking at all times? Suddenly, all the light withdrew from all around me, and darkness swept in and enveloped me.

I had forgotten that my vision was given by spiritual power, and without it, I would have become the blind man I was ten years ago. But in this way, it seems that everything is really back to square one.

I fumbled my way out of the studio, but I came across an easel or something and fell heavily to the floor. At the moment of the fall, it seemed as if something sharp had plunged straight into my leg, and the pain in my heart made me almost scream.

I couldn't help but think of the painting left by Chen Zhi, with no light, no friends, just a poor girl standing in the infinite darkness. Is this the end of me? I sat there in a daze, even giving up and continuing to struggle to get up.

"Classmates? What happened to you? You're hurt!? A voice from far and near, hurried footsteps so powerful and steady, followed by a pair of hands trying to lift me up, "Why are you here?" ”

"Who are you?" I asked about the source of the voice.

"I'm a new art trainee teacher, I thought I would come to the studio early to clean up or something on the first day of class, but I didn't expect to see you fall here."

"Art teacher......" I repeated mechanically, remembering the day I first met Qi Yan, the day I saw him through the window, the person I met in the corridor, the person I sat on the seat and looked up, and the person standing side by side in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with me. My heart ached sharply, and tears could not stop falling.

"Does it hurt? Don't worry, I'll carry you to the hospital. The voice was a little flustered, and hurriedly picked me up and hurried in the direction of the hospital, trying to speed up his pace, but lest he accidentally drop me. I could smell a faint scent of ink on him.

"What grade and class are you from? Why did you end up in the studio early in the morning? Have you been painting here last night and lost track of time? Trying to break the awkward silence, he asked.

Seeing that I didn't answer, he continued: "Oh, I'm a college student, not much older than you, come here for an internship for a semester, and I should be an art teacher in the future." ”

"Why do you want to be an art teacher?" I asked.

"One is that I like to paint, but I can't be a master with limited ability, and I think it's a very happy thing to pass on beauty to others, and art can poetically express the feelings you hide in your heart. Sometimes things that can't even be done in words, art can do it easily, and there is no trace of it. ”

He seemed to realize that he was talking too much and smiled sheepishly.

"What if the person you like doesn't like to draw?"

"Well, I didn't think about it, because my girlfriend also learned to draw, but I think it should be a painful thing for someone who loves art very much. But when it comes to love, none of this is a problem. ”

"What about the art teacher from before? Isn't he coming back? "My heart hangs in my throat.

"Before? I don't know if I'm here, but maybe I can help you ask. What's his name? ”

"His name is Qi Yan, Qi of Qi State, Yan is three fire characters," I said eagerly, "No, no, maybe he won't be called by that name." However, you can also look up an ancient painter surnamed Qi, who was once a court painter who loved to paint grasslands and a woman in green who was later exiled to the frontier. I beg you to find out this man. Qi Yan or whoever it is, as long as you find him. ”

The voice showed a hint of confusion and hesitation, but still said, "Okay." ”

"By the way, teacher, what's your name?"

"My name is Lu Qiran, what's your name?"

"Meng Yishi."

"What an interesting name."

I stopped talking and remained silent until the school hospital.

"Oops, how could you be so careless! Here, bear with me, I'll help you disinfect. ”

There was still a burning pain in the legs, as if there were thousands of thin and sharp needles scrambling to pierce there, and the pain quickly spread from the legs to all sides, and even the scalp was a little numb.

Perhaps for those who are in the dark, any sense of touch and hearing will be infinitely amplified.

"Fortunately, it's just a skin injury, not a bone, but you have to pay attention, don't touch the water, come to me every day to disinfect and change the dressing, and ......" At this time, the doctor suddenly stopped, "Are you invisible?" ”

I nodded slightly.

"Oops! You see that I didn't notice that when I looked at your legs," he turned to me and asked, "Are you her guardian?" ”

"No, I'm his teacher," Lu Qiran said, hesitated for a moment and added, "Trainee teacher." ”

"What about your guardian? Parents or other relatives, call them to pick you up, I have the phone here, I'll call for you. ”

I shook my head.

"Are they not local? So who are you living with now? "The doctor seemed to realize something and began to become cautious.

I just shook my head.

"Don't dwell on these questions yet, I'll just send her back." Lu Qiran seemed to notice my strangeness and said.

"Okay, well, when you go back, you must tell the parents of this child to take care of her, it's pitiful." The tone was full of sympathy.

At the moment when Lu Qiran carried me out of the school gate, I felt that Qi Yan was nearby, it was obviously dark, but I saw Qi Yan's distant eyes.

There is always some kind of bond between the lone spirit and the spirit tamer, and that bond will last forever. It's like when I first met Qi Yan, I thought he was an old friend.

I didn't care so much, I broke free from Lu Qiran's back, and wanted to run in that direction. Where Qi Yan is.

But I couldn't get there, and before my feet could even touch the ground, my body lost its center of gravity and eventually fell to the ground. The wound that had just been stitched up was added to the new wound, and I was still lost in that endless darkness.

"Qi Yan! Qi Yan! You're nearby, aren't you? You come out! I beg you to come out! I want to see you, I want to talk to you...... I beg you to ......"

From the initial hysteria to the final sobbing, my heart felt like something was grabbing it hard and going all the way up, and then crushing it mercilessly. I fell to the ground as if I had fallen into the deepest despair. There is no light here.

He wouldn't see me. He wouldn't want to see me.