His empty eyes were full of blankness, and he slowly raised his head to face the direction from which the voice came.

"Zijin?"

His world was originally dark, and this moment was like a star shining in the night. With this star as the center, it seems that a hundred flowers are blooming, and there are birds singing.

He was originally barren, but he was infused with brilliant vitality, and his world came alive.

Zijin listened to the other party's voice.

The girl walked for a moment, and then pretended to sigh briskly: "It's really you." I was going home. ”

But on the way back, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a man outside the car and urgently stepped on the brakes.

She came to him, thought for a moment, and sat down on the ground.

She rests her arms on her knees and rests her cheek with one hand.

"Hey......" mood is inexplicable and complicated.

Zijin, she once asked him if he had a home. She thought he had no home, she thought he was a poor beggar vagabond. But it turned out that he was not only Zijin, but also Jiang Zijin.

The fifth brother of the Jiang family's big house, Jiang Zijin.

Jiang Zijin was silent for a moment, "Qi Qi, yes...... Not happy? ”

Qi Suya smiled, "No, I'm quite happy." ”

Anyway, now, everyone has found it.

She bullied the man into not seeing, and took out two cups of oden from the space.

"The weather has warmed up lately, but it's still a bit cold at night. Here, eat something hot. ”

Jiang Zijin was stunned, "Qiqi, I always seem to be accepting your favors. ”

It may be that he has too much debt and does not worry, but he did not refuse.

After taking the oden, he carefully held it and took a sip of the hot soup.

The hot soup flowed through his esophagus and into his stomach, warming him from the inside out.

He listened to the voice coming from his side, the girl's breathing was shallow, and there was a brief throbbing in her heart.

For him, life is dark, she is like the sun, moon and stars, bringing warmth and light to him, illuminating his dim and bleak world.

"How can I repay you?"

The man asked.

Qi Suya pursed her lips.

"Purple Spirit."

"Huh?"

"Do you know my name?"

"Your name is Qiqi."

The man's voice, as always, is gorgeous, mellow timbre, like a wonderful instrument.

"Your name is Qi Qi, Qi Suya Qi. You told me, I have a memory. "He has a good memory, and he can recognize her just by listening to her voice.

Even if he is deprived of the ability to 'see', his hearing is still there.

And every time they meet, she always injects heat into his cold heart.

She is a little special, in his heart, a special existence.

From her, it was all kindness, warmth, and love, and he knew that she had pity on herself.

Jiang Zijin was stunned, and he touched the corner of his eye.

Since losing his sight, even if he is frustrated, he has always been very self-controlled.

However, until this moment, he suddenly became very resentful.

Resentment of this blackness.

I want to see her face, I want to know what she looks like, I want to know her better.

This desire is rooted in the bottom of my heart.

Qi Suya pursed her lips again, and in an instant, she lowered her eyes slowly, and her messy broken hair was scattered on her forehead.

After two seconds, she took a deep breath and looked up again, staring at him.

"Nope. Zijin, I'm not called Qiqi, I'm called Yaya. ”

"That girl of the Jiang family, two years ago, was picked up by Grandpa Jiang from the snowy mountain. In the past, he was stabbed more than ten times, and after recovering from his injuries, he suddenly began to treat the Jiang family's maids harshly. ”

"Zijin, I'm Yaya."