"Tired? Drink the medicine and then rest. She brought the medicine in.

I sniffed the medicine, and obviously felt that the medicine tasted a little different from the previous taste, and hesitated for a moment.

I excused myself, "My mouth is uncomfortable, and I don't know if this medicine can cure my illness." ”

"Miss Song has written a lot of recipes, which will definitely come in handy. If you don't drink it, Miss Song will come and ask at that time, and I won't be able to explain it......" Zheng Jewel earnestly persuaded.

"When will Song Lingjian come?"

"Well, I said that I would come in the afternoon, so you quickly drank the medicine to recuperate, so that she wouldn't see you listless again." Zheng Zhuzhu gently handed the medicine to me.

Drink it, if there is something wrong with it, Song Lingjian will find out, I also want to know what Zheng Jewel's intentions are, why did he change my prescription without authorization. You can't even stop Song Lingjian from coming to see me, right?

I drank the medicine in one gulp, and immediately felt sleepy, Zheng Zhuzhu helped me to lie down, combed my hair on the back of my head like a big sister, and said, "Sleep well, it's good to sleep." ”

I turned around, but I was a little scared in my heart, afraid that I would never wake up again if I fell asleep, and even more afraid that everyone thought that my long sleep was because I was seriously ill and died, not because of something else.

After thinking about this for a while, I soon fell asleep, and as Jewel had hoped, I slept so well that I didn't even dream.

"Boss Yan, are you still asleep?" Outside the heavy dream, there was a voice that was bright like a new branch breaking through the ground.

I habitually opened my eyes, although it was still a blur: "Who?" ”

"It's me, every time I look for you, you're asleep. Did you pick the hosta you gave you last time? A voice came from the window.

I stood up, and it turned out to be true. I remembered the hairpin he put on the table last time, and I didn't even look at it.

"I'm sorry, I forgot - now I can't see clearly, probably can't. The hairpin bag should still be on the table, you look for it, you can only miss it this time, let's talk about it next time. ”

He Qizhen said: "It's not easy to find what you like, maybe what you missed this time is your favorite." Hehe, I said a long time ago that Boss Yan shouldn't work too hard, this time he has a disease, is the gain outweighing? This time he didn't mean to leave, but stood by the window and chatted with me.

I sighed, and I didn't know how to explain it.

He Qizhen said: "Don't panic, can't see, can you touch, carefully touch the carving on it, depict its lines, smell its smell, and taste its touch." We do these businesses, the real master is not to see, but to close his eyes to touch, the peerless jade is not visible to the naked eye - just like Boss Yan, the jade bell in your hand, this is the top grade that you can know at a glance. ”

To touch? To sniff? Go to taste? Like a blind man? My heart is bitter.

He really asked me: "Does Boss Yan know how to draw?" ”

I smiled wryly: "I will only draw patterns, really let me hold the pen and paint something, no......"

He Qizhen said: "I didn't let you really paint, I mean, Boss Yan can draw what he feels in his mind like a painting, as the saying goes, there is a spectrum in his heart, it's better than Wuqi smearing nothing." ”

"It's hard to ......"

He Qizhen smiled: "Of course, Boss Yan's illness is only temporary, but it is only this momentary opportunity, which can make people get rid of the confusion of appearance, and quietly experience it with their hearts, in fact, it is also a kind of experience, sometimes I also want to close my eyes and listen to everything around me quietly, but there are many mundane things, and I dare not close the convenience that I can get by looking at it instinctively-what to do, I am a little envious of you." ”

What a true word to wake up the dreamer.

Yes, I'm blind, but it's true that my sense of hearing and smell is much, much more acute, and sometimes even by listening to the voice, I can tell the expression on their face when they speak, the real, undisguised expression, isn't this another kind of "looking"?

Seeing that I didn't speak, he smiled and said: "Do you want to understand or give up, Boss Yan, you have a proposition, I am not in a hurry to put this hosta here, put it here first, if Boss Yan is really unwilling to choose, I will take it again." ”

"Alas—" I got up to say something, but I knocked on the window door to say goodbye, and strangely he came and went, and the bell on the courtyard door did not shake at all.

I walked to the window, reached out on the edge of the table to look for it, the bag was still there, I found for the first time, it turned out that the hairpin bag of Cui Ge was slightly velvet, this material can not only insulate heat, but also waterproof, no wonder He Qizhen never came to do my embroidery business, it turned out that they did not use brocade cloth to wrap hairpins.

There were three hairpins in the bag, and when I touched it, it was cold but not icy, all of them were jade.

The first hairpin, the palm is long, the hairpin body is flat, the hairpin tail is round, the shape is roughly flat and round, with a slight wave amplitude, like - like a butterfly, the middle circle hollowed out, I got close and smelled the smell, the smell of ordinary jade, I touched it repeatedly, put it in the palm of my hand and rubbed it, the appearance of the hairpin became clearer and clearer in my mind, and I could even "see" the way Song Lingjian put it in the hair-

This branch is not suitable, it is too delicate for Song Lingjian, she will definitely not know how to hairpin.

The second hairpin, longer than the first, the length of the fingertips to the wrist, the hairpin body is round like chopsticks, the hairpin tail is slightly sharp, there are carved patterns in the middle of the hairpin, it feels like - like rattan like water wrapped around the tree - the hairpin head is shaped like a water droplet, with ups and downs, like a cloud, close to the cloud-like hairpin I explained, this hairpin is very close to what I want, but the fly in the ointment is that its hairpin head also fell a pendant bead, very short, the bead should come from the same jade carving, it is also drop-shaped - this hairpin is very beautiful, if the hairpin is on the head, The turquoise hanging beads will swing gently as you walk, like the water of a clear pool, that is, simple and elegant, and have the coquettish style of a woman, but Song Lingjian doesn't like superfluous things.

But I liked it very much, so I took out the second hairpin and put it in the drawer of the dresser, and I didn't give it to Song Lingjian, I kept it for myself or for others.

The third hairpin, the hairpin body into the hair part of the flat with round, the hairpin head is very pointed, the hairpin body in the middle is fine, to the hairpin head gradually thickened, the hairpin head is flat, such as the flying auspicious clouds, without any carving, the whole hairpin is like a natural fish-out from the water, cold and cold, through the aroma of spring water. When I was playing with it, I accidentally collided with the concentric chant of Meng Wusheng in my hand, and there was a sound of a spring, like a deep mountain spring, crisp and endless.

It's this branch, it's this branch—

I held the hairpin and burst into tears, and the hairpin was like a life, chanting and singing as if telling an old sad story.

It was true that I could really experience something with my heart, touch its shape, taste its taste, and listen to its sound, which was far more beautiful than what I saw with my naked eyes.

I held this hairpin and sat quietly for a long time, its cold cold power passed through the palm of my hand to my hot blood that was about to boil, my heart full of resentment instantly calmed down, maybe God made me blind at this time, just to let me see more things clearly, such as the intentions of Song Lingjian and Han Sanxiao that I have always wondered, the mysterious and strange things that happened in the courtyard during this time, the true faces of the people around me, and the true intention of the suicide note sent by Dad Jean Yan.

I don't know how long I sat in silence until the bell at the gate rang very slightly, and it rang differently than before, as if someone had choked it with his hand before he could do it.

Someone at the gate of my hospital? And more than one!

I put the hairpin away and stood softly behind the window so I could listen more closely to their conversation.

Song Lingjian's voice rang out: "Where did you find it?" ”

"Sister Fei's door is slit." The answer to her was sea drifting.

Song Lingjian's voice raised a little, revealing a deep displeasure: "How many times have I told you?" Brainless? Haven't had enough of the lessons learned from last time? ”

Hai Piao said good-naturedly: "This time, it's different." ”

Song Lingjian said: "Then you don't have to worry about it. At the end, he made up another knife, "Stay well, don't be a burden to me." ”

I sighed in my heart, Song Lingjian went from killing Haipiao at that time to taking him in now, in fact, this is the biggest revenge, Haipiao can still live with a smile Maybe thanks to him now that both merchants are lost.

Han San smiled and sighed in his throat: "Evil, evil." "After that, the voice is a little farther away, as if I have gone to the opposite hospital.

Hai Piao still smiled, as if nothing could affect his mood: "Don't you go to see Sister Fei?" ”

Han San smiled: "At this point, I should be sleeping after drinking the medicine." "He knows my routine well, but he doesn't know that it's impossible for me to recuperate now.

Haipiao insisted: "I'll go and see, I'll sleep, I'll accompany you." His footsteps approached the courtyard, and I quickly closed the window.

Hai Piao walked around the courtyard, maybe there was no one in the courtyard in broad daylight, thinking we were in the backyard, and continued to walk to the courtyard.

I was about to open the door to greet him, but I heard the faint conversation between Song Lingjian and Han Sanxiao in the opposite courtyard.