Qin Sitong sighed. The original popular star ended up like this in a short time.

When Qin Sitong walked out of the police station, he unexpectedly saw Han's mother standing at the door of the police station, as if waiting for someone. When Han's mother saw her, she showed an urgent expression and walked quickly towards her, Qin Sitong understood that the person Han's mother was waiting for was her.

"I'm very presumptuous to come to you today. I heard that you came to the police station to take a statement, so I hurried here." Han mother said.

"Aunt, what can I do for you?" Qin Sitong asked.

"Zixie returned to Hanyuan today." Han's mother sighed, "I can't stop him, and I can only want to help him go through the discharge formalities. After expert consultation, his eyes can be operated on, but the success rate of the operation is only 50%, but he doesn't even want this 50% chance of vision restoration."

Qin Si Tong was surprised, "he doesn't want to have an operation?"

Han mother nodded. "He said he would rather be blind than have an operation. It's no use for his father and me to persuade him. It's no use for us to scold or beg. If you can, I hope you can persuade him."

Han's mother explained her intention. Now, perhaps only Qin Sitong's advice can his son listen to it.

"Of course there's no problem." Qin Si Tong said. She also hoped that Han zixie's eyes could be restored.

"Then go to Hanyuan with me now." Hanmu said eagerly.

"Now?" Qin Si Tong was stunned.

"Why, is there a problem?" Han's mother asked.

"No problem, but I had an appointment with Jisheng to buy vegetables and cook dinner for him in the evening. Well, I'll call him and talk to him." Qin Sitong said.

Han's mother hurriedly said, "then get on the bus first and call again."

On the bus, Qin Sixi dialed Jun Jisheng's phone, "Jisheng, I'm going to Hanyuan with Han's aunt now. Because Han zixie refused eye surgery, I want to persuade him to try. I'm afraid I don't have time to cook today's dinner. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. Pay attention to your safety. Remember to call me if you have anything." the voice from the other end of the mobile phone was as usual.

"OK," she answered.

Jun Jisheng put away his mobile phone. His cold face could not see the slightest expression. Only he knew that his heart beat faster than usual. A feeling of panic filled his body a little bit.

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When Qin Sitong walked into Hanyuan again, his mood was quite different from the previous times. When she passed the garden, she saw a lot of paintings on the lawn. She had seen these paintings in Han Zixi's studio. As far as she knew, they were all painted by Han Zixi himself.

"This is..." she couldn't help asking.

"After zixie came back, he found that there was a rainstorm last night. As a result, the studio windows were not closed tightly, and some paintings were wet, so he took out these wet paintings and dried them." Han mother explained, and then led Qin Sitong to the studio.

When Han's mother pushed the door of the studio open, Qin Sitong only saw Han zixie sitting on the painting chair, holding a painting in her arms. In front of his eyes, there were no layers of white gauze, so she could see him with his eyes closed, as if he were sleeping.

"As soon as he came back, he held the painting and refused to let go." Han's mother whispered, "go and persuade him. Maybe now, only your advice can he listen."