- Have you ever thought about spoiling someone in your blood and bones, engraved in your soul, and looking like him in your dreams and dreams?

- Have you been brave enough to love someone, spoil someone, and be good to someone?

- Afraid of his imminent departure, he will not live in love.

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"Don't be afraid, you'll be able to see it right away." A calm voice came out of the doctor's mouth, and the bandages on his eyes were untied round and round.

He tentatively lifted his eyelids, the bright light causing him to blink uncomfortably.

"You look at it for a while, remember to rest after half an hour, your eyes have just recovered, and it's not suitable for being too tired." The doctor looked at the handsome man on the hospital bed and gave a simple order, then packed up his things and left.

At the moment of closing, the doctor looked around the ward in confusion, and said in his heart: Why didn't the wheelchair man who came here every day come today.

After "Xiao ......" adapted to the light, Jiuye shouted excitedly, and only after seeing the empty room did he sigh in frustration, and lay back on the bed with a chirp, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

There was only the faint sound of breathing in the ward, and the only sound in the corridor was the footsteps of nurses and patients.

There are two people separated by a door, hiding two kinds of hearts.

Xiao sat in a wheelchair, raised his hand to cover the door, but did not move the doorknob, he sat quietly like this, his dark eyes were like the abyss in the universe, and there was no light.

He knew that his Xiao Jiu was inside, and he had regained his sight, but ...... He suddenly didn't know how to face the person he liked.

Will the other party run away like before? Will you be disgusted with him?

After coming to this small world, he suddenly became sentimental, because he knew that this was not the Divine Domain, and he couldn't be around the other party like he had been.

Little Nine ...... If I slow down my approach, will you look back at me? Will you be disgusted with me if I press me every step of the way?

At least, you seem to hate me when you were in God's Domain.

"Let's go, let's go back." He sighed silently, turned his wheelchair and left.

"Home...... Sir, shall we leave like this? Healai glanced at the closed door in confusion, and hurriedly caught up with the departing owl and helped push the wheelchair.

"You know when you do everything you can to put the canary in the cage and then release it, will it choose to leave or stay in the cage?"

Whether he left or continued to be a canary in a cage, that was not what he wanted to see, not to mention that he was not locked up with a canary, but an eagle.

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One hundred and sixty-seven.

One hundred and sixty-eight.

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Two hundred and one –

Ahhh What about owls? Why haven't you come yet? Where's today's lunch?

Jiuye rolled frantically on the bed, rolled over and sat up.

He decided - the mountain is not me, I am the mountain!

You're not coming! Go find it yourself!

Well, Ye is so smart!

He put on his shoes, ignored the hem of his clothes still tied in his pants, and walked out of the hospital room in a hurry.

In the hallway, he passed by two men, not paying attention, but one of them grabbed him by the collar.

Luo Jingwei grabbed the sick suit and shook it: "Where are you going?" "I'm so bold that I don't even say hello when I meet!

"Who are you?" Jiuye slapped away the hand holding his collar and looked at the two men opposite.

"Luo Jiuye, you won't be blind for a year, right, you don't know your brother anymore?" Chu Liuguang, who was following Luo Jingwei, rolled his eyes fiercely, and the hand on his side was a little itchy, wanting to greet someone's face.

Jiuye blinked blankly: "......" is so embarrassing, I almost forgot that the original owner and Fa Xiao and his brother are creatures, it seems that they are really the two in front of them.

"Don't look at it." Luo Jingwei was almost spicy by his brother's stupidity, and he took a step back in disgust, "Why are you rushing?" ”

"I'm looking for ...... What about the others? ”

"He ......"

"What's wrong with him?" I don't know if it's an illusion, he saw hesitation on the faces of the original owner, Fa Xiaohe, and his brother.

"He's back to the hotel, you go back to your room to rest first." Chu Liuguang saw what Brother Luo wanted to say, and hurriedly pulled it.

"Back to the hotel?" And what about his lunch?!

"I'm back to the hotel, too!" As soon as he thought of going hungry, he stopped working for nine nights, and ran outside with his feet raised.

Chu Liuguang, who was completely confused: "......"

"Hey." Brother Luo shrugged his shoulders and poked Chu Liuguang, who was in a daze, "Let's go, I'll go through the discharge procedures for that kid." ”

"No, Brother Luo, you just let him run away like this?"

"Well, what else?" He smiled softly, "Xiao Ye should learn how to love someone, it has always been others who have paid for him." ”

"No, Brother Luo, I mean you didn't even tell Xiao Ye which hotel that man is."

Luo Jingwei, who instantly stiffened: "...... I didn't know that bastard was in that hotel. ”

Chu Liuguang: "......" So what?

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Presidential Suite, No. 801, International Hotel.

Jiuye put his hand on the door and woke up later.

Why did he come here? Why did he subconsciously look for that bastard?

It's just that when he returned to Huaguo, he felt that the place he had lived in the past two days was quite familiar, so he was sure that this was the place?

The hand holding the doorknob hesitated, and Jiuye was a little confused.

I don't know how long I stood there, but I was finally defeated by the rumbling stomach.

"Click-" The door opened, and the room was quiet, not much different from the furnishings of more than a year ago.

He walked into the house and brought the door.

A man sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He was in a hurry to find this man, but he didn't know what to say.

He walked over slowly, poking the other party's shoulder aggrievedly, "Hey, the deity is hungry." ”

"Okay." The owl tilted his head, turned the wheelchair and walked to the kitchen, knocking the wheelchair several times in the middle.

Jiuye, who had come back from thinking, heard the dull crashing sound, and his heart suddenly struck, and he hurriedly ran to the kitchen to check.

The man was rubbing his knees, and he held the man's hand and opened his pants, leaving his knees bruised.

"How did you do that...... Your eyes ......"

He wanted to ridicule and laugh at the other party, but when he met those empty eyes, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart: "Xiao, you won't put your eyes ...... Give it to me, right? ”

"It's okay, I don't need it."

Jiuye: "......, why don't you need it?" You're sick, aren't you?

"You ......" At this moment, the man's face always had a light and breezy appearance, which made Jiuye feel so strange, as if something was missing, and he was very flustered.

"Xiao ......" He knelt down on one knee in front of the man, buried his head in the man's arms, and hugged the other party's waist, "Is there something wrong with your brain?" ”

"Heh~" The man smiled helplessly, rubbing the head of the person in his arms, "Fool, what are you afraid of." ”

"The deity is not afraid, the deity just thinks that you are not normal."

Xiao: Can the "......" speak well? Can you speak softer? What about the fun?

"How do you want me to be normal?"

A deep voice came from overhead, and as soon as Jiuye looked up, he saw the other party's raised eyebrows, and felt that danger was approaching.

"Like before, like I forced you? Do you like to say no? ”

“……”emmmmmm……

"Why don't you speak?"

"Tell me about your sister!" Jiuye instantly exploded, ashamed and angry, "Neurotic! Hum! ”

Before leaving the kitchen, he kicked the man's wheelchair, then sat on the sofa in a huff and glared at the kitchen door.

"Fool." The man muttered in the kitchen and fumbled to start making lunch for a certain uncle.

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When the man brought the prepared meal out of the kitchen, Kuya's face darkened.

What the hell is this yellow wilt?

What the hell is this dry rice that is too thin and porridge too dry?

The Lord who has always had a lot of resentment towards the Supreme God wants to spill it.

But when he looked up, he saw the sweat on the other party's forehead and his hot red hands, but he couldn't say anything, but his nose was sour.

Why be so nice to him? It makes him feel weird and awkward.