"Hmm."

After determining the source of the sound, Nie Zhao immediately turned his head and looked at him with straight eyes, even if he didn't look at him, the direction was aimed at him.

"You're done?"

She didn't know what he was doing to be so quiet.

However, he really doesn't like to talk a lot of the time, and he has always been too lazy to deal with anyone.

Jin Zhuoqi let out another "um".

Nie Zhao suddenly didn't know what to say, maybe because she couldn't see her own expression, she rolled her eyes slightly, and every delicate expression on her face would easily fall into the eyes of others.

Jin Zhuoqi took out a cigarette case from his pocket, locked her with dark eyes, and watched her obediently sit on the sofa and live in his house, this feeling as if she was imprisoned in his own world made him have some evil desires.

He pulled out a cigarette from inside, didn't touch the lighter, and put it back inside, his eyes falling directly on her.

Nie Zhao didn't say anything, just played with the remote control in his hand, grinding the buttons one by one with his fingertips, and whispered "oh".

"Are you hungry?" A deep voice came down from the top of his head.

Nie Zhao felt him walking over step by step, and then sat next to her, the sofa sank down an inch, and the presence of the people around her was also extremely strong, and the voice was heavy and heavy in her ears, making her a little uncomfortable.

"It's fine."

As soon as Nie Zhao finished speaking, Jin Zhuoqi grabbed her hand on her knee, his palm was wide and large, able to wrap the whole body, and his fingertips were thick calluses, with enough friction, warm and powerful. This is something that Nie Zhao discovered very early, and this strong contrast will make people feel that they are being manipulated and feel very safe.

He held it tightly, pulled Nie Zhao to stand up, grabbed the back of her hand with his fingers, crossed his fingers with her from the back of his hand, and led her from the entrance to every corner of the house, so that she could recognize the structure of the entire apartment.

The sound that shook in the ears was magnetic and powerful: "Take you to recognize your home." ”

Three bedrooms and one living room, two bedrooms, a study, a living room and a kitchen.

It is quite similar to the structure of the house she rented when she was in Taihai before.

Her bedroom is sunny and has a small balcony with a rocking chair and blankets, a small coffee table, and succulents that don't need much to grow.

Even if she can't see it, she always likes to turn her head and try to construct her own frame of the house from this darkness.

I sat on the edge of the bed and basked in the sun for a while, the sun was too warm, and the quilt was very comfortable, and I lay on the edge of the bed with my head tilted and fell asleep for a while.

As soon as Jin Zhuoqi cut the fruit, he pushed open the door and saw Nie Zhao, who was lying on the edge of the bed unconscious in his clothes, put the fruit in his hand on the table next to him, walked over slowly, half-squatting on the side of the bed, his elbow supporting his knees and his fingers drooping, and the other hand reached out to the front of her nose, feeling the heat of even breathing, and his eyes were depicted on her face without shifting, from her eyebrows to her nose, lips, and chin.

After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, he lifted the quilt, gently picked him up and put him in the quilt, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and quietly walked out of the bedroom.

When Nie Zhao woke up, she opened her eyes in a daze, her cheeks were covered by the quilt and were a little hot, perhaps because she had just woken up and her head was a little dazed, and she was used to the silent life after waking up.

When her consciousness slowly returned, she remembered that Jin Zhuoqi had taken her out of the hospital, and now she was in Taihai.

The alarm clock placed next to it suddenly automatically chimes at 17:00 in the evening.

She subconsciously tilted her head to look, sat up again, and subconsciously touched her fingers to the alarm clock on the bedside table next to her, but touched her mobile phone.

I grabbed the phone and pressed it a few times, but I don't know where it moved, it seems that the phone is a little dead.

She clicked several times but didn't hear anything, so she had to give up.

Jin Zhuoqi brought her guitar back, her fingers touching the wall and she was already familiar with the way to the living room, she sat on the sofa, holding the guitar on her knees, and plucked a few sounds.

Jin Zhuoqi came back late that day, and Nie Zhao didn't know what he was going to do, maybe he had a job, after all, he still needed to go to school when he was abroad, and then she wondered if his studies had been suspended again after he returned to China.

Thinking of this, my eyes froze.

She played a lot of guitar tunes on her phone all afternoon, feeling the temperature of the sun cooling down and the alarm clock in her bedroom to determine every time point.

When Jin Zhuoqi came back, he stood in the hallway and took off his coat, it was still too cold outside, and it was much colder on a snowy day than on a snowy day, his body was full of cold air, and he stood under the air conditioner and blew for two minutes, staring at the lunch on the table before he remembered to deal with it.

He ordered two bowls of rice, but Nie Zhao only ate two bites and told her that there was still pizza in the refrigerator, but she didn't take a bite.

Jin Zhuoqi sat across from her, his arms supported on his knees, and he bent over slightly to look at her.

Nie Zhao's eyes are very beautiful, especially when she laughs, those eyes are vivid and bright, which can make her various postures and expressions particularly dazzling, and this sense of emptiness at this time seems to have hollowed out a piece of her heart, and the whole person has lost a lot of color, and it is eclipsed to the point that the whole person has fallen into darkness.

Many times, Jin Zhuoqi couldn't help but want to cover her eyes, he couldn't stand Nie Zhao looking at him with this kind of look, making him feel dazzling, and his heart would be uncontrollable throbbing.

"Why don't you eat?" Jin Zhuoqi's slightly hoarse voice came out.

Nie Zhao lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, shook his head and said, "I don't have an appetite." ”

Jin Zhuoqi thought that she had just changed to a new home, and she had not yet passed the refractory period, after all, she couldn't see, so many senses would be a little slow to keep up.

He asked the doctor before leaving, and after a year, she had stumbled and learned a lot of things that could be done without her eyes.

After cleaning up the takeaway on the table, Jin Zhuoqi went to the bathroom to get water, and asked her to take a shower.

Nie Zhao stood next to her and wanted to say that although she couldn't see, she had been familiar with many things in the hospital for more than a year.

But in the end, there was no sound.

Perhaps it was because she was now like a half-crippled person, and her backbone prevented her from saying anything similar to asking for help, and when she decided to be discharged from the hospital, she also felt that she could live alone, but she couldn't see it, and couldn't many blind people live?

But when Jin Zhuoqi brought her here, she realized that she was too naïve to think that even if she became a blind person, she still needed to learn how the world of the truly blind lived.

When he was about to undress, he could clearly realize that Jin Zhuoqi was still in the room and had not gone out.

When she walked into the bathroom, she deliberately did not close the door, took off all her clothes as if no one was around, sat in the bathtub and took a bath, and within two seconds, she heard the sound of the bathroom door "clicking" and it was closed.

She fumbled out of the shower, put on her pajamas, touched the light next to her, it was on, and sat on the bed with her phone lit.

Perhaps because she was too quiet, she often couldn't get used to the feeling of being too quiet.

After thinking for two minutes, Nie Zhao got out of bed in slippers.

She first knocked on the door of Jin Zhuoqi's bedroom, and the sound sounded from the study next to her.

"What's wrong?" A man's inquiring voice came from a distance.

There was the sound of chairs moving away from the study, and footsteps getting closer.

Nie Zhao asked in the direction of the study, "You didn't sleep?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi stood at the door and leaned against the door, looking down at her and saying "um".

Nie Zhao asked again, "What are you doing?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi's answer was casual and frivolous: "Watch the film." ”

Nie Zhao: "......"

She was speechless for a moment.

Jin Zhuoqi chuckled, and saw Nie Zhao's expression of not knowing how to speak, so he responded seriously: "I'm dealing with work, come here." ”

When Nie Zhao heard him say, he cautiously groped his way into the study, pulled a stool for her next to the desk, and Nie Zhao sat next to him, listening to the sound of Jin Zhuoqi tapping on the computer.

The sound of the keyboard had a strong sense of rhythm, and Nie Zhao didn't bother him, but he was a little sleepy when he listened to it, and he didn't know when, so he fell asleep on his stomach.

She was often sleepy, unlike before, when she couldn't sleep, and after getting sick, she seemed to be more and more fond of sleeping.

Not hearing the faint movement next to her, Jin Zhuoqi subconsciously glanced at her, and the work in his hand had not yet been completed, and he temporarily put it aside.

After staring at her for a while, Jin Zhuoqi took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the person, lowered his head and looked at the photo again, and then looked at her.

There were basically no photographs taken in his album, and all the photos in it belonged to her, which she had bought from Wen Yan earlier, some of her telegraphies, and now this one he took himself.

replaced the previous wallpaper with Nie Zhao's sleeping face, and then closed the computer and gently picked up the person back to the bedroom.

The door of the study was half-closed, and when he hugged her horizontally, Jin Zhuoqi paused and pushed open the door, Nie Zhao seemed to be awakened for a second, stretched out his arms around his neck in a daze, and rubbed his forehead against the man's chest, which was a very insecure action, so after only one second of awakening, he also subconsciously looked for something that could be held next to him.

Familiar with her sleeping position, Jin Zhuoqi knew that she was not awake, and stood there with his eyes lowered and glanced at her in his arms.

Jin Zhuoqi had never felt that Nie Zhao was so fragile, light and weightless, and his breathing was weak, like the timid and timid kitten she raised.

It's very different from the impression she has always given people.

Or maybe it's because you're sick and you need people in your bones, so you always reveal a weakness that only small animals can have.

put her on the bed, Jin Zhuoqi also lay next to her, covered her with a quilt and turned her sideways, gently hugged the person, and wrapped her in his arms.

With her chin buried in her neck, she could smell the faint smell of bath liquid, which was refreshing, as if it could fade away all fatigue.

Only those who are about to dry up willingly swallow poison.

Jin Zhuoqi hugged her tightly, and was afraid of waking her up, took a deep breath, faced the dazzling light, closed his eyelids and buried his head in her, like a person who has been in drought for a long time, and his arms were tightly hugged as if he couldn't leave her at all, and said goodnight to Nie Zhao's ear.

When Nie Zhao woke up the next day, Jin Zhuoqi was gone, she couldn't remember when she was carried into the room, she just lay flat on the bed, and when she opened her eyes, it was dark in front of her, and her ears were full of silence.

Touching the mobile phone next to her, she received a text message from Jin Zhuoqi, she changed the mobile phone, suitable for an invisible person like her, and nodded a few times skillfully, and the mechanical female voice began to broadcast what he had sent.

- I made breakfast on the living room table, remember to eat it, and if it is cold, put it in the microwave to heat it up.

She sat up, grabbed her phone and went to the living room.

The milk was still lukewarm, and there was another glass of warm water next to it.

Nie Zhao only took a sip of water, picked up another sandwich, pinched his knife and fork and ate a bite of salad, and then he couldn't eat it after only two bites.

Her stomach hurt very badly, and there was no one in the hospital who could take care of her, and the long-term irregular eating made her a little anorexic, and sometimes she felt very nauseous when she wanted to eat.

The doctor told her that she had to force herself to eat every day, and gradually adjust her diet after getting used to it.

The meals in the hospital were not delicious, and Nie Zhao was getting thinner and thinner.

In order not to let Jin Zhuoqi find out about the abnormality, she still forcibly ate two more bites, but drank the whole glass of water.

Living here was as boring as the hospital, and after a long day of silence, Nie Zhao wanted to send a message to Jin Zhuoqi to ask when he would come back, and was thinking that she might be able to find something she could do as well.

He should be very busy, he has his own job and life besides her, and the doctors in the hospital can only see him two or three times a day.

She also doesn't like the feeling of going around a person every day.

Jin Zhuoqi came back a little later today than yesterday, even though it was still between eight and nine o'clock, Nie Zhao clearly remembered that the last time it was just after eight o'clock, and this time it was already nine o'clock not long after he entered the door.

Jin Zhuoqi looked at the rest of the things on the table, and her eyes suddenly stopped, she didn't eat breakfast, and she didn't eat lunch.

I drank only a little water throughout the day.

After staring at the rest of the food on the table for a long time, Jin Zhuoqi unzipped his coat and asked casually, "Can't you eat it?" ”

Nie Zhao shook his head.

"No, I don't have much appetite."

Nie Zhao clearly felt that when Jin Zhuoqi took off his coat and walked over, there was a very faint smell of wine, full of snort, which did not smell very good.

Did he go to the bar?