I didn't come to Haicheng because I wanted to clean up the tails left by Jiang Zhaoying before, but I didn't expect her to end her role in Haicheng first, so she asked her to come to Xiangjiang.

"Jiang Yingchi!!"

From a long distance, Jiang Yingchi was standing there in a black windbreaker, wearing sunglasses and holding a black umbrella in his hand. The first time Ning Qiluo saw him, she first shouted his name to attract his attention, and then ran towards him in a hurry.

How to describe this feeling for Jiang Yingchi?

It's worth everything.

Slightly open arms to greet her embrace.

Ning Qiluo braked quickly within three seconds of rushing into his arms, only touching his clothes, afraid that he would pounce on him with too much momentum, so don't knock him down.

As soon as the sense of loss came, Jiang Yingchi stretched out his hand to her.

Ning Qiluo thought he wanted to touch him, so he hurriedly grabbed his arm, "I know you miss me too, and so do I." Fortunately, I stopped the car just in time, otherwise what would I do if I hit you, I would have been distressed. ”

Jiang Yingchi looked down at her.

The little girl was holding his arm, her face pressed against his arm, and she couldn't rely on it.

He liked her like that.

He hadn't taken a good look at her yet, though.

It had been a long time since he had seen her.

Fingertips grabbed her chin and gently lifted it up, Ning Qiluo was forced to raise her head and face him through her sunglasses. Before he could speak, she had already spoken: "Isn't it uncomfortable?" I am right in front of you, but you can't see me. ”

Jiang Yingchi smiled lightly and scratched the tip of her nose: "Why don't you ask, how am I recovering?" ”

He spoke to her like this, and his tone was like that of an elder, and it was not in vain that Ning Qiluo called Uncle Jiang.

In addition, Ning Qiluo is dressed small, like a minor girl, and he looks even more like an elder.

Ning Qiluo reached out and touched his sunglasses, and asked him before taking them off, "Is it okay?" ”

Jiang Yingchi smiled and acquiesced.

So Ning Qiluo took off his sunglasses and met his eyes that were like mist, his gaze slowly traced his face, and there was a kind of secret poking and prodding thoughts swirling in his mind.

I thought to myself: her fiancé is so good-looking.

Jiang Yingchi stared at her intently, this little face that he thought about day and night was in front of him, his eyes were as beautiful as the crescent moon of the crescent moon, his complexion had been cultivated in the past few days, and he looked even more watery.

Such a look, in Ning Qiluo's opinion, has not yet recovered.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been staring at her, but his gaze was very empty.

Although he knew it before he came, after all, if his eyes recovered, he would definitely tell her as soon as possible.

"What did the doctor say?"

Her words brought him back to his senses.

He didn't admit that he could see it for the first time, because he wanted to wait a little longer, to see what she thought he would do when he was blind.

"The doctor said that he would continue to cooperate with the treatment." He replied.

Sure enough.

It will definitely take a certain amount of time to get completely well, not so fast. Her amnesia seems to have gotten better in half a year.

If Jiang Ying had lost his sight for so long, or even longer......

"What's wrong?" He asked her.

Ning Qiluo didn't do much, she wanted to comfort him, "You must not give up, you must obediently cooperate with the treatment." Believe me, the eyes will see again. ”

"Why are you so sure?" Jiang Yingchi asked deliberately.

Ning Qiluo said without thinking about it: "Because I will always accompany you." ”