Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Zhuqing."

The young master who had been silent until now spoke with a cold tone,

It was as if his voice was suppressed, and it was unusually cold.

He slowly put down the towel and stared blankly ahead with his dark, empty eyes, showing no emotion.

But those brows and eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of frost, so cold that it was almost inhumane.

He has always had a good temper, gentle and friendly,

But for what seemed like the first time, he was angry.

Zhuqing fell silent for a moment.

"Sir"

He was frightened.

He looked at the young master and then subconsciously looked at Yun Si.

It seemed that he wanted her to come to the rescue.

Yun Si said nothing, looking at Gu Zisu, wondering what she was thinking.

The always gentle young master handed the towel back.

The frost between my brows and eyes is gradually receding and relaxing a bit,

Probably calming down his emotions,

"In the future, you are not allowed to say these words, do you understand?"

It was obvious that Zhu Qing's words made him really unhappy.

It can even be said to be disgusting.

Zhuqing took the towel and replied, "I understand, sir."

"Zhu Qing won't talk about it anymore."

Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he was a little helpless and did not dare to speak anymore.

After wiping his face, Zhu Qing lowered his head and walked out silently.

The room quickly became quiet.

Yun Si didn't speak first, and Gu Zisu didn't speak either.

There was an inexplicable silence between the two people.

After a long time,

Yun Si slowly pulled a stool and sat down.

She sat next to him, stretched out her hand, and held him.

He sighed softly, his cheeks puffed out slightly, thoughtfully,

"Master?"

Gu Zisu didn't speak, but moved.

Quietly, he turned to her side.

His body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although the temperature of his palms was still cold, it felt comfortable to the touch.

Yun Si held him and looked at his still gray eyes. She suddenly leaned over and took a closer look.

His eyes had begun to react to the light. When Yun Si blocked the light, his pupils shrank.

Although he was still gloomy and lifeless, it was obvious that he was getting better.

Yun Si stared at his eyes intently, couldn't help but curl her lips, her eyes were bright,

"Sir, can you see me now?"

The young master's long eyelashes trembled and he remained motionless.

The door to the house was open, and there was dazzling sunlight outside.

But when it came in, the light was already a little weaker.

Coupled with the fact that Yun Si's position was blocking it, the light became even darker.

The shadow is blurry and can vaguely form a figure.

All the pictures seemed to be haloed a thousand times, and no outline was clear.

All the edges are blended together, only the tone is different, and you can barely see - her.

You can see it, but you can't see it.

Yun Si could probably guess that - he still couldn't see her.

After all, the dosage she used was small, very small.

In order to prevent Zhuqing and him from suspecting, she could only treat it bit by bit and not act too hastily.

If the eyes can recover overnight, I'm afraid - it doesn't make sense.

Therefore, she could only be patient and wait for him to recover slowly.

"Si Si."

"Um?"

"If my eyes heal, you..."

His eyes were staring ahead quietly, dark and calm.

"Will you still be here?"

He asked softly, and his beautiful hands slowly tightened his grip on hers.

The pupils were empty, as if nothing could fit inside them.

But he was still looking hard, trying to see clearly the haze in his vision.

But, still can't see clearly.