Chapter 653

For blindness, doctors said that Qin Qing was the best patient they had ever met. After the protracted war, Qin Qing also seemed tired. She carried out rehabilitation training and hearing test practice in the hospital step by step every day, and occasionally took a crutch to the garden.

She became quieter, more gentle and harmless than ever.

Another month later, one morning, she woke up from Feng Yan's arms, reached out to the warm quilt on one side, brushed it gently with her fingertips, and the long eyelash Pu fan trembled a few times to hide a dark color in her eyes.

"Are you awake?" a man just woke up with a magnetic low voice above his head. His chest fluctuated slightly due to vibration. Then a big hand wrapped Qin Qing's fingertips accurately and warmed up a little with a dry temperature. "Do you want to go out for a walk? The weather is good."

This is a fixed line between them for two months. In Qin Qing's dark world, in addition to regularly measuring body temperature and blood pressure every day, they seem to live in a world without interference.

Wake up every day, greet the morning sun, eat and walk together, and taste tea together in front of the tea table on the windowsill. Feng Yan's tea art has even made rapid progress in Qin Qing's teaching. Time is like the sunlight in the corner of the windowsill, which seems to be fixed in a warm and beautiful moment.

However, "no, we should go." Qin Qing intimately rubbed the man's heart, gently closed his eyes, and sighed comfortably, "school is about to begin. I have to go back to class. You also need to go back to your position, or the papers in the corner will fill the whole room."

Although she could not see, her ears became more and more sensitive. Occasionally, she could hear the sound of flipping documents beside her in the middle of the night. She could also know how much information the sniper camp sent in from the silent opening and closing door every day.

"You still have a week to recover." Feng Yan paused with her fingertips, and then gave a short time limit.

Qin Qing couldn't help laughing. "Hehe, do you think I need to walk on the wall? Go back. It's not time for us to enjoy the paradise, Feng Yan. This time it's not over, is it?"

She can look black and pretend not to see anything. Feng Yan can also regard the wall as a fortress and never go out, but the world will never stop swinging. What she should face is always to face.

Feng Yan pursed his lips and didn't answer. He got up and handed Qin Qing his clothes, and then helped her comb her long black hair in front of the dressing mirror.

The girl in the mirror has a calm charm between her eyebrows and eyes than when she first met, but her face is still young and delicate, perfect to impeccable. The sun is slightly caged on her face, with a soft halo, setting off her red lips, white teeth and picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

The black and white water eyes are as beautiful as the best colored glass, crystal clear, but there is only a void inside.

"After a while, you can tie a horsetail for me." Qin Qing felt the tenderness of the man's fingertips, bent her eyebrows and joked in a direction in the mirror.

"Waiting for the spring, it's too cold now." Feng Yan stared at the sight that they couldn't meet in the mirror. There was a bit of stiffness in his indifferent tone. The sawtooth of the comb was embedded in the palm of his hand. He leaned over the girl's head and fell a kiss. He said in a deep voice, "Qin Qing, marry me."

Because there was no Baidu proposal ceremony in advance, the man without romantic cells made a direct appeal with the simplicity of his own beast, not even a euphemistic inquiry.

If we hadn't known each other for too long, ordinary women would have smashed what they could get at hand on each other's face. No, looking at each other's beautiful face, I believe no woman could do it.

After a tangle in Qin Qing's mind, he was the first to be amused by his ideas. He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, "not now."

She rebuffed softly, got up and hugged the man's strong waist, and said sweetly from her heart: "but I'm still very happy, Feng Yan. This is my first proposal. In my life, I will only accept your proposal, but not now."

She also wants to stay with the people in front of her, like the princess and prince in the fairy tale, and live happily in the castle. But their story books are destined to be longer than others, and there is still a long way to go to the last happy ending.

At least, that time, not now.

"... OK, I'll wait for you to promise me." Feng Yan was silent for a while, and finally chose to compromise. He believed that no one could refuse the request of the girl in his arms who looked up at him and was as pure as an angel.

They left the hospital that afternoon. Feng Yan accompanied Qin Qing to get familiar with him in the villa. After three days, they set out to return to the mainland and took away the sniper camp team.

The signal of the crisis was lifted, and the hearts of the people of Macao were finally relieved. The last battle of the gambling king competition was announced to die because of Fan Hong's death. The ghost hand succeeded the next gambling king smoothly and truly became the new king of the gambling city.

All the businesses of the casino were handed over to Cui Jiali and the magician in batches. The gamblers bought from the head Market replaced the legendary official team and became the new legend of the city.

"Have you heard? The signs of the fan family in various shopping malls have been replaced with a mask, which is said to be worn by ghost hands. Do you think it's strange?"

"Are you stupid? The fan family and the gambling king are one. The death of the last gambling king has nothing to do with the new one. Of course, continue to cooperate."

"What do you care so much about? Hey, I think that mask is cool."

... at the beginning of the new semester, the entrance of Yingcai high school is bustling and crowded with students early in the morning. The black British uniform and the girls' plaid skirt form a beautiful scenery in the early spring season.

The students gathered in twos and threes and talked about the headline events in Macao during the winter vacation. Even the teachers in the office were discussing them.

"Mr. Yang Shan, why do you sigh at the beginning of school? It's not time for the exam." the chatting teachers in the office looked at the head teacher of class 2, grade 3, who has always been an optimist with a sad face.

"It's even more troublesome than the exam. It's not the matter of exchange students last semester." Yang Shan really couldn't squeeze out a smiling face and said weakly: "originally, the class didn't welcome these mainland students. Yesterday, I received a notice that the student was still blind. I don't know how to arrange it now. The quota has been recruited, and it's not enough to send it to the school for the blind."

Blind? Hearing this, all the teachers couldn't help sympathizing with Yang Shan.