Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si quietly explored for a while,

Finally, I let him go, pursed my lips,

"Sir, do you want to heal your eyes and legs?"

As soon as the words came out, Zhu Qing's eyes widened instantly.

"You, you, you, you can cure it?!"

Gu Zisu's long eyelashes trembled and she raised her eyes.

The dark and lifeless eyes were open, but nothing could be seen.

It was pitch black before his eyes, and his sense of sight had long since disappeared, making him accustomed to it.

He was very quiet, a different kind of quiet.

The long eyelashes trembled and trembled, like a delicate fluttering butterfly, showing a beautiful arc.

Yun Si looked at him, waiting for his answer.

Even though I already knew the answer deep down in my heart, I still wanted to hear him say it himself.

Gu Zisu said nothing, but Zhu Qing couldn't wait.

"Think about it! Why don't you want to!?"

"If the young master can cure his eye disease and leg disease, the Prime Minister will definitely be happy to see it!"

"When the time comes when the young master wins the favor of the Prime Minister, then let's see how arrogant Gu Zirong is!"

Just thinking about it made Zhu Qing feel relieved.

He looked proud and proud, as if his face was stained with light.

Yun Si didn't answer him, still waiting for Gu Zisu's answer.

Gu Zisu was silent for a while,

Then, he slowly shook his head, "I don't want to."

His tone was calm, even a little calm,

The cheeks were pale, a little discolored by the cool breeze.

There was nothing in his eyes, they were empty.

Looking straight ahead, it is difficult to turn.

Eyes full of darkness, legs crippled,

Restricted to a wheelchair and bullied,

But,

He said - he didn't want to.

"." Yun Si was stunned, as if she didn't expect this answer.

"You do not want?"

Zhu Qing was also stunned, "Sir, what are you talking about?"

He ran over immediately and knelt beside the wheelchair.

"Sir, you——"

"I'm tired and want to rest."

The good-natured young master interrupted him with a rare coldness.

He lowered his head and withdrew his hand.

No words or answers, silence fell.

He was probably really tired, and there was a hint of tiredness in his brows.

He coughed lowly and looked a little paler.

"." Yun Si and Zhu Qing looked at each other and stopped talking.

It's still raining outside, and it's getting heavier.

It was as if God had put all the rain that had accumulated for a whole month into one day, and it kept raining.

A quarter of an hour later,

Yun Si rested on the big pillar under the eaves, folding her arms and concentrating.

I can’t figure it out, and I can’t figure it out.

The heavy rain hit the ground and splashed on her skirt, but she didn't care much.

After Zhu Qing put Gu Zisu to sleep, he also walked out.

Stand beside her and look at her,

"Can you really cure the young master's illness?"

Yun Si didn't turn her head, just hummed,

"It's just that I can cure it, but why don't you want to cure it, Master?"

Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to see the light again and walk freely again?

Zhuqing obviously couldn't understand either.

"Young master should want to be cured. Is he lying?"

"." Yun Si glanced at him expressionlessly, "Do you think the young master can lie?"

After spending some time with him,

Yun Si found that he was a really elegant and trustworthy kind of person.

Speak and do things, behave and talk,

Not too much, not too little, just right.

Really comfortable to get along with.

If she read it right, this kind of person would generally not lie.

And even if you lied, there is no need to lie about your health, right?

Why bother?