He slowly turned around and looked at Lin Weixu lying on the bed, his eyes were a little dim, but he was silent.

Silence is like a huge net, densely shrouded in every inch of Lin Weixu's skin, repeatedly cutting the string that is tied in his heart, and after it breaks, the sore pain spreads wildly all over his body, almost nowhere to avoid.

"Mother is dead." Lin Weixu was confirming this fact with himself, "Well, it's dead." ”

His eyes were covered with gauze, and Lin Weixu couldn't even open his eyes.

The whole world is gloomy.

She reached out again and touched her eyes.

But this time, it didn't take a few touches before the wrist was gently pressed.

Lin Weixu didn't struggle, because he soon fainted again.

Fu Su looked down at Lin Weixu for a long time.

He held Lin Weixu's hand, and for the first time, he was not broken away.

Lin Weixu's fingers were very long, as white as jade, and there were several scratches with broken skin.

But every finger was soft and boneless, and he was left to hold it.

It's so docile that it doesn't look like Lin Weixu.

Then he came to a conclusion from it because Lin Weixu recognized him as Chi Yinghan.

Therefore, as long as it is Chi Yinghan, as long as it is not Fusu, Lin Weixu will not push him away?

Fu Su felt as if his throat was blocked by something, and a certain part of his heart was squeezed sour, intellectually told him that this would not work, but he coveted Lin Weixu's warmth.

Because Lin Weixu hasn't held his hand like this for a long, long time.

Fu Su remembered what he had before, he thought that holding hands, kissing, and hugging were just ordinary skin kisses, and there was nothing worth thinking about, but when Lin Weixu was willing to shake his hand so meekly, Fu Su found that it seemed that he still liked Lin Weixu like this.

In the face of him, there is no hatred, no hatred of Lin Weixu.

So, Fu Su was bold and gently inserted her slender fingers into her soft fingers, interlocking her fingers.

Although Fu Su didn't feel the point of doing this, he remembered that he and Lin Weixu had also held hands like this before.

So now too.

While Lin Weixu was asleep, after a while, Fu Su summoned Doctor Xu in and told him about Lin Weixu waking up for a while.

After Doctor Xu's diagnosis, he said with a rather solemn expression: "Pavilion Master, this time the eyes of the National Teacher were injured by the streamer arrow, I'm afraid it is...... It's not that easy. ”

Fu Su said: "That must also be cured, she can't be invisible." ”

Lin Weixu can't be invisible.

There is no specific reason, just because she is Lin Weixu, so she can't be invisible.

In this regard, Doctor Xu was also very helpless, "Pavilion Master, the lethality of the streamer arrow ...... It's not comparable to ordinary poison arrows, Pavilion Master, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

While listening to Doctor Xu say this, Fu Su was still looking at Lin Weixu who was blindfolded on the bed, and she didn't know anything.

After a moment of silence, Fu Su finally narrowed her eyes and said slowly: "I'll give you three days, no matter what kind of way, you give me to think about it, no matter what, her eyes have to return to normal." ”

Although Doctor Xu couldn't think of a way, seeing that the pavilion master was so persistent, he had no choice but to retreat.

According to Doctor Xu's previous instructions, Fu Su personally changed Lin Weixu's dressing.

Lin Weixu's body was the most seriously injured, except for his eyes, that is, his back.

Every time he changed the medicine, Lin Weixu's face turned pale.

After Lin Weixu fell asleep, Fu Su closed the door and returned to the library.

Called Linan over.

"How is the emperor doing these two days?"

Li Nan reported truthfully: "Since the emperor returned to Beijing, his condition has worsened, and he is still a little mentally unclear, so it should be that the toxicity has begun to attack." ”

Fu Su nodded, and handed the planned letter to Li Nan, "Let Wen Cheng prepare for deployment during this time." ”

Li Nan answered, and was about to retreat after receiving the letter.

But at this time, the pavilion master suddenly stopped him, Li Nan turned his head back, and saw that the pavilion master pulled his throat and eyes, and deliberately suppressed his voice very low, "I talk like this, don't I look like Chi Yinghan?" ”

Li Nan looked confused: "...... Pavilion Master, why ......"

"Like it?" Fu Su furrowed her eyebrows, as if she only wanted an answer.

"Well, not very like."

Fu Su changed the position of the voice again, and suppressed the tone: "So what? ”

"Like...... It's kind of like that. ”

Next, Fu Su caught Li Nan on the issue of voice and adjusted it for a long time, until Li Nan finally said the image, and Fu Su told him to get out.

When Lin Weixu woke up the next day, Fu Su was in front of the couch and flipped through the letters and newspapers in Beijing for the past two days, and heard a slight sound from the bed, Fu Su's ears moved, raised his head, and saw that Lin Weixu didn't know when he woke up, and he was touching his eyes again.

While touching his eyes, he was in a daze.

Fu Su slowly rolled his throat a few times, the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, deliberately tightened his jaw, and brewed for a while before he spoke: "Weiwei." ”

He learned from Chi Yinghan to call Lin Weixu "slightly".

After I called out, I felt a little indescribable in my heart.

Weird, sour, and a little bit of expectation.

The five flavors are mixed, and they are intertwined together.

But Lin Weixu didn't seem to react, she just touched her eyes a few times, then put down her hand, and said hoarsely without any emotion: "Take me to see my mother." ”

Fu Su said "good", and when he picked up Lin Weixu, he was afraid that Lin Weixu would recognize his breath, so Fu Su deliberately restrained his breath, and his arm lines were very tight.

He carried Lin Weixu to the back mountain of Qingfeng Pavilion and accompanied Lin Weixu to stay in the back mountain for a while.

Later, the wind rose, and Fu Su was afraid that Lin Weixu would catch a cold, so he hugged her down the mountain.

Lin Weixu said that she didn't want to go back to the house, so she took her to the peach blossom forest in the flower garden, Lin Weixu sat on the stone platform, bent her long legs, put her hands on her knees, and was quietly in a daze.

Fu Su sat next to her, looked at her, and snatched her hand back into her palm.

Lin Weixu still didn't react.

This made Fu Su can't help but think, Chi Yinghan usually holds her hand like this, is she also so obedient?

Fu Su thought about it and couldn't help but clench Lin Weixu's hand.

It wasn't until the fingers that felt indifferent in the palm of his hand suddenly moved slightly, that Fu Su realized that he had scratched her, let go again, lowered his head, and gently rubbed her fingers.

"My eyes, what does the doctor say?"

Lin Weixu finally asked.

"After a period of recuperation, you can get back to normal." Fu Su stared at Lin Weixu closely.

Lin Weixu nodded slightly, turned his head slowly, and continued to be in a daze.

Fu Su couldn't empathize with Lin Weixu's feelings, and even disliked that a dead person would make her so uncomfortable.

But she was very unhappy now, and he didn't like it very much.

Fu Su looked at her paranoidly and obscuritively for a long time, and suddenly ordered her in a very serious tone: "Go back and change the dressing." ”

She wasn't allowed to think about the dead anymore.