Xi Yan is now blind and can't see anything.

All he had to do was reach out, and the water washed over his palm, covering his small, soft and delicate hand, and then something seemed to be snapping down the back of his hand and into his fingers.

didn't have time to get rid of the slightest strangeness in his heart, and Yuan Yan's delicate voice lingered in his ears.

"Your hands are so pretty."

Yuan Yan is heavily obsessed with beautiful things, so she has a hobby of collecting specimens.

Xi Yu didn't talk.

Scold.

His hands have calluses and knife wounds, how can they be good-looking?

Yuan Yan took a clean handkerchief to wipe his hands for him, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he looked up and saw him with a straight face.

Reaching out and poking the corner of his mouth, he asked, "What's wrong with you?" Not happy? ”

Xi Yan turned his face away, and the pure black hair on his forehead trembled slightly with his movements, coupled with his current weak and ascetic appearance, it inexplicably made people have a desire to destroy.

Yuan Yan's fingers curled slightly, her eyelids drooped, and she silently recited what Han Bao had told her before.

Lifeless specimens, how can there be living people who look good.

She carried the mat back, covered him with a thin quilt, sat down cross-legged and said, "I will never bully you again in the future, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, Xi Yan half turned over and turned his back to her, looking like he didn't want to listen to her.

"......" Yuan Yan pouted, she wasn't a flood beast, as for it?

I was aggrieved in my heart, and my voice was a little silent: "I will find a way to heal your eyes and legs......"

When Xi Yan heard what Yuan Yan had just said, his closed eyes slowly opened, revealing that the eyes were still empty.

"Yuan Yan."

Hearing Xi Yan call her, Yuan Yan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The corners of Xi Yan's mouth twitched slightly, a sneer overflowed, and the words he said pierced people's hearts and lungs like knives: "Don't you think it's hypocritical for you to say this?" ”

"I could have walked, but because of you, I'm just like a waste now."

His tone was calm, but it made Yuan Yan fall into an ice cellar.

*

The heavy rain in the middle of the night gradually stopped, and the air was filled with the humidity after the rain, and sometimes a cool breeze blew, blowing the curtain on the second floor and shaking slightly.

In the second half of the night, the indoor temperature was low again, Yuan Yan was so cold that he curled up, swept away the whole quilt and wrapped himself in a silkworm baby, feeling a lot warmer, before pursing his lips and entering a deep sleep satisfied.

Xi Yan was woken up coldly, it was dark in front of him, he reached out and touched the quilt beside him, but there was nothing empty.

His jaw tightened, and he raised his hand to touch a hairy head, and his palm moved down, feeling Yuan Yan turn himself into a chimney.

Xi Yu: "......"

*

Early the next morning.

When Yuan Yan woke up, she sighed comfortably, she stretched out two white arms from the quilt, and the next second she noticed that something was wrong.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and when she looked sideways, she saw Xi Yan curled up, her lips white.

He slept lightly, suffered from the air conditioning all night, and immediately wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "Yuan Yan, you can't think of a way to torture me, so you start using such inferior means?" ”

Yuan Yan was not the first to pay attention to what he said, but his hoarse voice.

Like a rusty saw cutting a tree segment, it was very ugly, Yuan Yan nervously held Xi Yan's face, and asked softly, "What's going on with your voice?" ”

The light scent of gardenia sprang into his nose, his soft palms covered his cheeks, and a gentle voice lingered in his ears.

All of this was intertwined, giving Xi Yan an illusion.