"You can't think like this, now, don't think like this in the future, you have to see the world, then I will tell you about the color and appearance of every flower and grass in this world, if you want to understand spring, summer, autumn and winter, I will take you to appreciate the spring flowers, to smell every fragrance, to feel the heat of summer, to feel the ice and snow cold of winter, you see, you can still perceive the world, there are colors, tastes and breaths, these are not the appearance of the world, the appearance of the world in your heart, will never change a bit. What's more, and I am in your heart, isn't it also the most beautiful scenery? Our past and our future are so beautiful, so expected and worth looking forward to. ”

She ignored his words, got up slowly, still a little lost, and asked in a low voice, "Now, is it day or night?" ”

He heard the meaning of her words, and his heart was very anxious, no matter how he enlightened, she always looked depressed. He was a little angry, and the noise door was also raised.

"What about the day, what about the night, is it really that important to us, as long as your world has me, my world has you, we will never be separated, it is light, it is a happy day, why bother with it day and night."

"You are talking nonsense, how can there be color in a world without light, do you know, these innocuous words, how can they be my personal feelings, and the helplessness of knowing? Ruoxiao, you shouldn't save me, I, I can only be your burden. But you are different, you don't have me, the days are still the same, there is light to be found in the future, but I am different, from now on, it will be so dark, under my feet, there are stumbling, in front of me, there is no light, my future, it is dark. She screamed frantically, shaking her head vigorously in front of him and sobbing vigorously.

"Feng'er, I beg you to cheer up, even if there is a burden, it is happy, it is what I Wei Ruoxiao is willing, for me, it is all sweet."

took her hand and gently pressed it against her face: "No, Feng'er, our future is bright." You believe me, give me time, I must find the best Lang Zhong in the world, let him heal your eyes, let you see the light again, so, you have to have expectations, there is hope, you have to live well, even if it is for me, for me, okay? ”

She squatted down and buried her head deeply.

The misty mountains are still scarred, layered on the tip of the heart, not dissipated, only heavy. It is precisely the face that is bright and difficult to stand, rolling with remnant clouds and twilight. She wanted to abandon him, but she was afraid that he would work hard and be alone.

Recalling the past, wet red makeup, if she leaves, like a northern goose flying south, but she can't return, the shadow of death exists, who will pity him and wander in the air? Spend your days under the wounds of soul service?

Her heart ached.

"Ruoxiao, I, I must look ugly, right? Now I don't even dare to cry, without eyes, crying is ugly, right? Why, I can't even die, it's really a torment for me to live, Ruoxiao, you don't understand, you don't understand my heart is broken, my heart, it's dim, it's dull, it's gray. ”

"No, Feng'er, you are beautiful without eyes, you were and still are. I know you're uncomfortable, I know you're bitter, I know what you think, I understand, if you want to cry, you can cry, in addition to being distressed for your husband, how can you have the heart to give birth to distractions? ”

She seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and finally after he said something, she burst into tears. Listening to these words, my mood was like a flood that filled the trough, and suddenly it burst open the embankment, roared, and howled unstoppably.

He let her cry and beat in his arms.