It seems a bit perfunctory to diagnose simple insomnia, after all, Peng Xiuxian's family has spent a lot of money to invite so many famous doctors to come for consultation.

However, there was no effective information from Peng Xiuxian, which made it impossible for the famous doctors to start.

The doctor, who had repeatedly shown affection for Mr. X, kept looking at him frequently, and finally asked, "Dr. Li, did the patient ...... when you talked alone just now?"

Receiving his hint, Mr. X shook his head and said to the man with a disappointed face: "Doctor Jiang, the patient is unwilling to cooperate with the treatment, so I will leave first." ”

"Y-You're just leaving?" Dr. Jiang was surprised.

Mr. X shrugged, "He's getting sicker, but his family doesn't seem to want the patient to leave the castle." Why don't you bring in all the medical equipment and do a full check-up. ”

Dr. Jiang was stunned for a few seconds and replied, "That's not impossible. ”

Yes, that's what makes it worth the expensive consultation fee. With a family background like Peng Xiuxian, they would never dare to be perfunctory.

After Dr. Jiang discussed with Peng Xiuxian's mother, he got the other party's approval, and the famous doctors were relieved. Star Swirl watched their reactions, and suddenly thought of the Imperial Physician in the palace, which was very appropriate.

By this time, Mr. X has left, and Star Swirl's curiosity about the castle has become intent.

At the end of the consultation, Peng Xiuxian returned to his room, and he took out a notepad with a dark brown cover from the drawer and carefully opened it.

After flipping through a few pages, he saw an old yellowed photograph sandwiched inside, and his movements stopped. There are two smiling boys in the photo, the left side can be seen to be Peng Xiuxian's childhood, and the boy on the right is dark-skinned, half a head taller than Peng Xiuxian.

Strangely, the person standing between the two boys had her entire face completely covered in black ink, and she could only tell by the dress she was wearing that she was a girl of their age.

Peng Xiuxian looked at the photo stupidly, his eyes were a little red, he suddenly picked up the pen on the table and struggled to apply it to the black ink-covered area.

Star Swirl felt the energy lock vibrate visibly.

Who are those two people in the photo? Peng Xiuxian seems to have a grudge against the girl, and Star Swirl decides to read his memories to find clues.

The images in my memory slowly unfolded in front of my eyes. The castle didn't seem much different from it is now, and Star Swirl saw a girl sitting in Peng Xiuxian's room.

The girl looked like she was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with long black hair scattered over her shoulders, and a pair of childish eyes on her white and tender little face, and her eyes were clear and clear. The feeling of her sitting there quietly was like a fresh fragrance quietly spreading throughout the room, gradually spreading to everyone's hearts.

Healing girl, will she be the person in the photo?

"Brother Xiuxian," the girl called with a smile, "are we still painting together today?" ”

"Of course, I have new ideas for the topics assigned by the teacher last time." Peng Xiuxian grinned, he was far more cheerful at that time than now.

"What is it?" The girl asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"Nuan Nuan, grab the sketchpad and follow me." Peng Xiuxian naturally took the girl's hand and walked out the door, could these two be brother and sister?

The two children made their way through the antechamber and through a labyrinth of corridors to a field of sunflowers outside the castle walls. The golden world, the large fields, and the sunflowers blooming brilliantly make people feel warm in their hearts.

"Van Gogh's sunflowers!" Peng Xiuxian stretched out his arms and craned his neck, enjoying the fragrance of the flowers and earth.

"Why sunflowers?" Nuan Nuan asked, tilting her head.

"The first time I saw that painting, I was infected by its exuberant vitality," Peng Xiuxian said with his eyebrows fluttering, "Don't you think that simple and strong color is full of wisdom and aura?" ”

Nuan Nuan pondered for a while and replied: "So the teacher once said that Van Gogh's sunflowers are not just plants, but lives with enthusiasm and impulse. ”

Peng Xiuxian nodded with satisfaction: "Let's also draw a sketch of a sunflower." ”

They sat back to back in a field of flowers, pencils on paper drawing the landscape in front of them. Although the brushstrokes are still very immature, it can be seen that Peng Xiuxian is very aura in painting.

The golden image of the memory gradually dissipated, and the surrounding scene was replaced by a classroom. Of course, the classroom is still located in the castle, and Star Swirl begins to wonder if Peng Xiuxian has never left the castle.

An old man with a solemn expression and gray temples held two pieces of drawing paper in his hands, and after carefully studying them, a smile appeared on his face: "This time the topic is 'life', and you have done a good job!" ”

Peng Xiuxian and Nuan Nuan looked at each other and smiled, both of them were a little uncontrollable in their hearts.

After the class, Nuan Nuan said to Peng Xiuxian: "Brother Xiuxian, can you give me the sunflower you painted?" ”

Peng Xiuxian handed the drawing paper to Nuan Nuan: "If you like it, take it, right......"

"What?" Nuan Nuan asked.

Peng Xiuxian shook his head: "It's nothing, see you tomorrow." ”

He said silently in his heart: "Do you know the words of Sunflower? ”

Star Swirl was a little surprised, Sunflower's flower language should be "silent love" if she remembered correctly, it seems that these two are not brother and sister, but childhood sweethearts.

Star Swirl sees a lot of his past with Nuan Nuan in Peng Xiuxian's memory, until a familiar face appears next to them, and that is another boy in the photo.

"Nuan Nuan, this is Xiangyu, listen to the class with us from today on." Peng Xiuxian introduced the boy standing aside to Nuan Nuan.

Nuan Nuan flickered her big eyes and looked at the boy in front of her, he was a head and a half taller than her, with wheat-colored skin and an unruly look on his face.

"Hello, Xiangyu," the girl smiled slightly, "you can also call me Nuan Nuan." ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, but only nodded, not the slightest emotion at the warm smile.

At this time, the teacher was walking in through the door of the classroom, but instead of the old man with gray temples last time, he was replaced by a foreign woman with light blonde hair and deep facial features.

A long line of English came out of her mouth, and Star Swirl felt like she was back in college speaking class, while the three children answered each other fluently. She gradually understood that Peng Xiuxian's family had opened a private lecture hall for him, painting, foreign languages, and there should be no shortage of other courses.

But why not let him go to school? Star Swirl secretly felt that there must be some special reason why Peng Xiuxian was trapped in the castle, but the secret had always been well protected by his family.