Fairyland, big problem

The laughter slightly dispelled the stagnation, and Jun didn't know how amazing this junior was.

"You rock."

"Tell me, maybe I have a way to resolve my heart."

During the communication, Wen Jiu kept paying attention to the image of Meimeng. The little girl changed her posture again, stood up from the desk, spread out the diary in her hand, and flipped through the pages one by one.

The handwriting on the diary is very vague, and it is barely discernible that there is only one or two sentences written in the middle of each page, which is really a waste.

"I... am a bad sister who robs my sister of light and color."

You don't know the empty streets of the old city at night, and you don't know how to talk about it suddenly, just like a dark cloud popping up out of nowhere, blocking the moonlight suddenly.

Speaking of childhood, talking about the world of difference between sisters;

Speaking of treatment, talking about the farewell between heaven and man between sisters.

"When I regained my eyesight, I realized that the eyes came from my sister... Later, my sister passed away in silence. She should hate me very much."

Since then, Jun Bubu has covered his eyes with black cloth strips.

In her heart, these eyes must be full of resentment and ugliness.

"Not necessarily." Wen Jiu was skeptical of the conclusion.

The so-called younger sister passed away in silence. The younger sister who I don't know is suffering from a terminal illness destined to wither in the blooming season. She has been taciturn since she was a child, and she seldom speaks.

And this matter was communicated by the parents to the younger sister, and the younger sister knew that the older sister was kept in the dark.

You shouldn't point your grudges at your sister.

Theoretically, it depends on the diary.

It was only then that Wen Jiu realized that the girl who showed the diary to outsiders step by step in the beautiful image was actually the one who did not know herself, and wanted to muster up the courage to look through the diary left by her sister.

The content of the three pages seems to be straight to the heart in my opinion, but switching to a third-party perspective, it seems that I am just describing my own experience in some unfamiliar words.

The younger sister's life fell into darkness in the last part of her life, and she is an extremely taciturn girl. After fumbling and trying to write something, she couldn't come up with any affectionate articles.

"Sister, if you don't mind, I'll accompany you to read the diary."

"ah?"

For the sake of politeness, it is quite inappropriate to casually say that you want to read other people's diaries, or the diaries of other people's closest relatives.

Wen Jiu took a compromise, "I'll accompany you to read the next page, and only read the content of one page, and then you decide to read it alone, or let me accompany you to continue reading."

"I…"

Since it's too old to pass the hurdle for so many years, I might as well ask someone to give me a hand.

If there are more hurdles after a hurdle, you can continue to ask others for help, or you can face it alone with a firmer will after stepping out of the cage of your heart.

That's how life goes.

"Well, sorry for the trouble, junior."

"No problem, it's just a small thing for me."

Passing through the crooked narrow alleys, the airflow became more turbulent due to the oppression of the compact buildings on both sides, like an invisible resistance in the heart.

Open the wooden door of the old house again and enter the room.

After the living conditions improved, her parents moved away. This was the first time that Jun Bubu brought outsiders to the place where she lived in her childhood.

In a room with two beds and two desks, the floor tiles at the front of one of the chairs were raised, revealing a shallow hidden compartment below.

In fact, it can't be called as high-end as the hidden cell, but the specialization process is too poor, and the original cement defects in the underground have not been dealt with clearly.

Seeing that Junbu took out the diary from the bottom of the tile, Wen Jiu finally understood why the image of Meimeng hid the diary under his feet, and then disappeared.

It turns out that it is really placed in the corresponding position in reality.

Taking out the diary from the fresh-keeping bag, it is obvious that Jun Buzhi's movements have become extremely heavy.

"Sister, don't worry, I will accompany you to read one more page this time."

Wen Jiu didn't want to let the frozen atmosphere continue to deepen, so he opened his mouth directly to break the calm.

"oh oh."

When facing my sister's diary, there are people talking beside me. I don't know that I have never had such an experience, and the fingers that turn the pages become flexible.

"That's right." Wen Jiu remained fussy, "The first page is like a person who just fumbled and wrote a diary in the dark, and didn't need too many words."

"Um…"

Turn the second page: I gave my eyes to my sister, my world is only dark.

Page Three: The last days of my life were completely dark, and I gave the light to my sister.

The content of the two pages is somewhat repetitive, which is equivalent to changing an expression and describing the same thing.

The writer wants to express a certain emotion, but due to physical limitations, he has not yet written a conclusive emotion, but he already has the momentum to express it.

It can be guessed that on the next page and the next sentence, the sister is about to express her thoughts on falling into darkness.

You don't know that as the person who took away my sister's eyes, I have a lot of self-blame in my heart.

She thought that the current self would travel back to before the operation, and even if her sister wanted to, she would only take one eye from her.

Even if the younger sister doesn't live long, if she takes it later, the eye will be affected by the disease and cannot be donated.

There is no so-called if, after the light is restored, the facts are in front of us.

Seeing that the page-turning movement stopped, Wen Jiu spoke provocatively, "Sister, if you don't want to do it, I will turn it over, or I will tell you the content after reading it."

Of course this is impossible, even if one day the fourth page of the diary is opened, you will see it immediately.

Wen Jiu's remarks are purely verbal stimulation.

"No, I'll come."

Some people continue to gossip and spoil the atmosphere, and you don’t know that the additional psychological burden you put on yourself has been dispelled. After a short period of mental preparation, you open the fourth page that has been dusty for many years.

Snapped--

There was only a one-second pause, and the brief content was read on the paper, and it was quickly completely closed.

Jun Bubu held the diary tightly to his chest, like a solidified stone sculpture of a beauty, showing no emotion of sadness or joy.

After about half a minute of silence, she held the notebook by her side with one hand, and reached behind her head with the other hand to untie the tie.

The face fully emerges...

The black cloth strips block the horizontal part around the eyes, which always makes Wen Jiu feel like a gentle picture scroll, with a few strokes missing.

Fully revealed at this time.

"Student, how do my eyes... look?"

For the first time, Wen Jiu saw Jun Bu's eyes directly.

"Very beautiful, very clear, without the so-called resentment and gloom, like a pair of skylights in a soft world."

Using beautiful words to describe it, Wen Jiu actually knew that he was completely talking nonsense.

The eyes are pretty much the same, the difference lies in the shape of the eyes, the color of the pupils, etc. There is a difference between good-looking and bad-looking, but it will not be sublimated to the exaggerated level of heaven and earth.

The so-called window to a wonderful world is purely for children.

Bullshit, but it works!

In the image of a sweet dream, the little girl leans over and hugs her sister from behind, and the diary in the image of a sweet dream unfolds.

You don't know, as if you saw something, you opened your mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Thanks."

"Well, I suddenly feel a little bloated in my stomach, so I won't eat supper."

The comforted Jun didn't know with a faint smile, "I will make it up to you next time."

Leaving the senior sister alone, Wen Jiu left the rental house knowingly.

Get 16 sweet dream points, and the current total points are 101.

Recalling what I saw at a glance, the fourth page of the diary:

I gave my sister the light, hoping that she would clear up the darkness for more people.

"Suppressor of Darkness..."