I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a chill on his forehead, which made him feel a lot more comfortable, and then, there was also a burst of coolness on his body.

The burning sensation on his body gradually decreased, and there was still the sound of the girl's muttering words in his ears, which made his mood settle down, and he really fell into a deep sleep.

……

Vaguely, He Zheng seemed to have returned to the day when he was ten years old.

A day more cruel than a nightmare.

Those faces appeared before his eyes again, and they smiled hideously, more terrible and evil than the devil.

The knives in their hands were still dripping with blood, bright red blood.

Not far away, a pair of middle-aged men and women, covered in blood and scars, were prostrate on the ground, as if they were no longer breathing.

"Daddy! Mom! ”

The boy hissed and cried, his head and face covered in blood, and everything in front of him turned blood red.

The faces twisted hideously, and they walked towards him step by step......

Suddenly, the picture changed.

"Mr. He, after our examination, the patient's eyes have been temporarily blinded......

"Temporary blindness? Why is this happening? An old, tired voice rang out.

"We have done various examinations, but nothing abnormal has been found, and it is suspected that the patient has been stimulated too much, and the nervous system in the brain has been disturbed, affecting the nerve in the eye."

"How long will it take for my grandson to regain his sight?"

"I'm sorry, because the cause is unknown, we can't tell this, it may be a few days, it may be a few years, it may even be ...... Lifetime blindness ......"

"Fart, fart, aren't you the best medical experts in the world? Why don't you have any ability at all! The old man roared, "It doesn't matter how much it costs, what our He family has is money!" But my grandson's eyes must be healed! ”

"I'm really sorry, Mr. He, we've done our best...... However, there is an old Mr. Fu Zhiyuan in Hangzhou City, who is very good at Chinese medicine and acupuncture, you can take your grandson to try it......"

The picture changed again.

Hangzhou City, Zhouzhou.

Rainy night.

He Zheng staggered through the street, the darkness obscured his vision, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

His feet slipped, and he fell into the gutter on the side of the road.

Sludge and dirty water stained him in an instant.

The crowd walked past him, and the voices of his heart reached his ears.

[Is it blind?] 】

[Alas, it's pitiful, Bai Chang has such a beautiful face. 】

[It's dirty.] 】

With pity, contempt, and disgust, they passed him one by one.

There was only a small footstep that stopped beside him.

"Brother, I'll pull you up." It was a girl's voice, soft, thin, and didn't sound very old.

Immediately, a pair of small hands held his.

Soft, gentle.

The girl pulled him up and led him to a roof.

"Brother, why are you out there alone?" The girl asked, "What about your mom and dad?" ”

He Zheng was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "...... They're all dead......"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask." The girl whispered, and suddenly grabbed his hand and put it behind her ear.

"As an apology, my lucky mole is to be touched by you."

"Lucky Mole?" He Zheng repeated.

"Abba told me that this mole behind my ear is called a lucky mole and it brings me good luck."

The girl said seriously, "So, now borrow you to touch it, and share my good luck with you, and you will have good luck in the future." ”