"Zi-" A stream of blood splattered three feet and landed on the snow-white wall. The father's burly body collapsed with a bang. Immediately after a few sounds, the mother also fell to the ground, and the familiar figures fell one after another, and the smell of blood in the air made people's stomachs churn. Nangong Du bit his fingers and suppressed the fear of screaming. He watched through the crack in the closet door as the man in black lifted the corner of his coat, wiped his knife, stood in the room and looked around, then picked up the iris from his father's side and turned away......

Nangong Du suddenly sat up and woke up from this nightmare. There was a warm feeling in the corners of his eyes.

"Are you awake?" A gentle and slender woman's voice came. Nangong Du stared, there was a pink gauze tent in front of him, he seemed to slowly return to reality, and he also smelled the aroma coming from the pillow.

It was only then that he was sure that someone had just called him. Turning her head slightly, there was a woman standing not far in front of the bed, dressed in a white dress, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her skin was like fat jade, her thin pink lips were slightly raised, with a faint smile, like a shallow ink painting. Nangong Du was not used to anyone looking at him, but this woman's gaze seemed to be non-looking, long and gentle—it was a look that would not infringe on anyone.

The woman in white slowly walked to the edge of the bed and groped her way to sit down. Then he stretched out his hand, Nangong Du instinctively wanted to let go, but lying on the bed, where could he let it go. He didn't know what the woman was going to touch, so he looked nervously at her hand, only to see her hand slowly fall on his chest...... Nangong Du was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the woman slowly groped upwards, gently touching his neck, chin, nose and forehead. Finally stopped, frowned, and said, "Well, why is it still so hot?"

"Of course it's hot when you touch it like this!" Nangong Du thought to himself, but he still didn't speak, didn't make a sound. He observed the woman for a while, and found that when the woman spoke, her eyes did not waver, no wonder Nangong Du did not feel disturbed under her gaze, because her eyes were calm...... Like a pool of stagnant water. She's blind. Nangong Du suddenly understood.

The woman in white couldn't see the change in the expression on Nangong Du's face, and took care of herself to uncover the quilt covering Nangong Du's body, Nangong Du felt that this time it was really cold, it turned out that the clothes on his body had already been taken off, and he was naked, and the wound was wrapped in a white cloth. He was startled, and immediately "coughed-" and pulled the wound, and screamed in pain. The woman also felt his embarrassment after a few moments, and said with a smile: "What's so embarrassing, I can't see with my eyes, and I don't take advantage of you." Nangong Du thought about it, and let this woman investigate the wound.

The woman in white uncovered the white cloth, and gave him a bottle of medicine to sprinkle on the wound, he did as he said, feeling that the wound was itchy, and there was a feeling of healing, I don't know what kind of miracle medicine this is. The woman in white found Xinbu again and said while dressing his wounds: "Count your luck as lucky, the injury is not as serious as it is, but the wound is deep, but with my 'Three Days to Heal the World's First Golden Healing Medicine' it will soon be healed." She smiled smugly, and two shallow dimples suddenly appeared on her pink face, which made her heart sweet. Nangong Du was stunned for a while, probably because this woman was blind, so he looked at her unscrupulously, her delicate nose tip, moist pink lips, smooth forehead, and bright moon beads inlaid on her small earlobes...... In short, he had never looked at a woman in such a scrutiny as he was.

Since the change in the family, he is not close to anyone, and he is vigilant every day, if this woman's eyes can see, maybe he will still have some scruples. However, this woman couldn't see anything, her eyes were like a clear pool, but there was a curling mist. Nangong Du stared at her, not afraid of being discovered by her. The woman in white suddenly let out a soft "oops" and hurriedly ran out of the door. Leaving Nangong Du stunned to sit on the bed.

After a while, the woman in white came back, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, put it on the table, and said, "I almost forgot that I boiled porridge for you, if you show it to the girls, you will definitely send the porridge to my room, and it would be bad to find you here." ”

Nangong Du guessed that she was everyone's leap show, and if she was found hiding a man here, wouldn't it ruin her reputation. It seems that I have to hurry up. So, he got up and got out of bed, ready to leave. The woman in white listened to him and knew he wanted to leave. Then he said, "Drink the porridge and then leave." Nangong Du looked at her, and also felt that his stomach was a little empty, so he sat down at the table and drank a bowl of porridge in three or two bites. As soon as he got up, the woman had already taken his clothes in front of him, handed them to him, smiled slightly, and said no more.

The moment Nangong Du took over his clothes, he suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar - when he was a child, every time his father went out in a hurry, his mother always waited at the door in advance, and handed him his father's coat with a smile, which often appeared in his dreams after this scene. At this moment, Nangong Du felt a little reluctant to this strange woman in white, and once she left, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet again. Perhaps, this is just a dream-like encounter, allowing him to rest in a tense and dangerous life, which is the favor of God, but he can no longer be greedy. He subconsciously shook his head, as if to shake off the delusions in his head. Although he knew that the other party couldn't see it, he still bowed his hand to the woman in white, thanked him, and turned around and walked out of the room. I saw that outside the house was a small courtyard, full of flowers, and the low courtyard wall was crawling with cyan vines, which was really a delicate and beautiful courtyard. There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, Nangong Du didn't stop any longer, lifted his breath, and jumped out of the courtyard.