I can't beat her

Ye Zhiqiu didn't sleep well.

After sleeping on the hard bed for a few hours, Ye Zhiqiu felt pain in all her bones. She chose the bed herself, and she was not used to sleeping with others.Most of the time lying in bed, she opened her eyes involuntarily and stared at Ami.

Ami hugged Ye Zhiqiu's arm, leaning her head lightly on Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder.She smells very good on her body, her hair is fragrant, and besides the fragrance of shower gel, there is always some other fragrance, which is probably body fragrance.Ye Zhiqiu adjusted his neck slightly and moved forward.

In short, these scents make her feel comfortable and cozy.She lowered her head and stared at Ami's face for a while, Ami slept very comfortably, but her nose was stuffed, her breathing was a bit heavy, and she twitched a little from time to time.

Without careful observation, it is difficult to determine whether the person with the gauze over the eyes is awake or not.Ye Zhiqiu suddenly remembered that something was wrong.

Gauze over the eyes.

Ami was afraid that others would look into her eyes, so she was always blindfolded, but she couldn't even sleep like this.

It was twelve o'clock when the alarm clock rang again.

Ami moved and tightened her soft and warm arms in a daze, recalling that Zhiqiu was by her side, she was a little reluctant to get up.

"It's time to get up and eat." Ye Zhiqiu noticed that Ami was obviously awake and wanted to pretend to be a slob, so he smiled and tapped her forehead.

Ami should have had something to eat in the morning.

It's really not good to indulge her to sleep late like this.

Having been exposed, Ami rubbed her forehead in embarrassment, raised her face and smiled, completely unaware that her small mouth almost touched Ye Zhiqiu's lips: "Zhiqiu and I will go eat together."

Not only did he have to eat, but he also had to go to the hospital to get some medicine later, his voice changed, it was a little less crisp, and a little more groaning.

Distressed and inexplicably stupid.

Ye Zhiqiu moved back, creating a little distance between the two: "Ami should take off the gauze from her eyes when she sleeps, so that her eyes will be more comfortable."

Hearing this, Ami touched the gauze with her hands, lowered her head, and almost hid her whole head in the quilt.

"I used to take it off." Ami tried very hard to say what was in her heart, but when the words came to her mouth, she slowly swallowed them back with her saliva.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Ye Zhiqiu raised his hand and lifted Ami's chin, supporting Ami's face towards himself.

The little girl is quite good at hiding things.

"It was taken off before, why not now?"

Because Zhiqiu has the key, maybe he will suddenly come to Ami like today——

Ami was worried that Zhiqiu might not come after speaking out, or might want to look her in the eye, so what should I do?After much deliberation, Ami still chose to lie: "The weather is cold, and it won't be cold if you tie your eyes."

"...The eyes are not afraid of the cold." Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, and even touched his own eyelids—strange, do the eyes feel cold?

When we arrive at the hospital in a while, take Ami to the ophthalmology department to find Dr. Qi, not for any disease.

After washing up, Ye Zhiqiu walked around the room to help Ami find the two missing quilts.It stands to reason that everyone will have a quilt at home, even if they were poor in the past, they must have quilts.

Thieves don't steal quilts when they steal things.

Ye Zhiqiu turned around, and finally found a big cardboard box on the top of the wardrobe: "Ami, do you know that there are boxes on the top of the wardrobe?"

Ami nodded, and she carefully recalled that if grandma put something on the second floor before, she would always chirp a few times, and Ami would remember it in her heart.

"I don't know." Ami shook her head.

The quilt is in the box together with the sheet and duvet cover.

"After grandma passed away, the disabled people's federation volunteers helped you sort it out." Ye Zhiqiu noticed the words on the sealing tape, and thought of those young people wearing volunteer vests.

This sorting method is the most space-saving for normal people, but for blind people, sorting out in this way is almost like stealing things.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't mean to blame, but felt that these volunteers were too careless.

The two quilts were in one box, and Ye Zhiqiu moved the other box down to ensure that Ami couldn't find anything in the future.

The other box was obviously much heavier.Ye Zhiqiu opened his eyes and was a little surprised: "Ami, it seems to be your elementary school textbook."

The third grade goes down, the second grade, the first grade and the kindergarten.

Although grandma is very rude, she doesn't seem to be dull when it comes to education.Ye Zhiqiu also found a glass framed certificate in the box.

Although the schools I went to were not famous schools, they were all relatively regular schools nearby, and the cost was not small, especially kindergartens. Ye Zhiqiu worked in a hospital in this area. There were nurses and doctors in the hospital, and occasionally talked about children going to school. matter.

Most of Ami's certificates are from kindergartens, and the certificates are stamped with a relatively famous demonstration kindergarten nearby, and the tuition fees are not cheap.

"This is my stationery box." Ami just touched the contents of the box by feeling, and it was difficult to distinguish the difference between books, but when she touched something made of metal, she could tell the difference immediately.

The pencil case is colorful.

"Grandma bought it." Ami emphasized, "I didn't pick it up."

Grandma bought very few things for Ami. Most of the time, when Ami wanted something, she would go outside to search for it, bring it back with a cold face, and then said that she picked it up.

Some things are actually quite new.

"Very beautiful." Ye Zhiqiu nodded.

As if inspired, Ami described vividly: "The box is pink, and there is a princess on it, wearing a long red dress and a blue hat on her head."

"That's the tiara."

Some obsessive Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help correcting Ami: "The princess wears a crown. She wears a pink dress. There are many colors on the box. The main colors are blue and pink. This princess wears a blue dress on the crown." colored gems."

Ami tried hard to recall, but she actually only remembered that there was a princess on the box, but she didn't really remember her specific attire, but she just thought she was very beautiful.

"Well, she is wearing a crown." Amin pursed her lips: "It's been too long, and I can't remember the past things."

If the eyes are not good, the colors in the memory will change, and the things in the memory will also change. Like this pencil case, it gradually changes its appearance. The color on it also changes from colorful to monochromatic. turns black.

"It's okay, everyone will gradually forget the things they did when they were young," Ye Zhiqiu said.She still lowered her head and rummaged through the old things in the box, just like rummaging through Ami's past.

In addition to books, there are also notebooks, which are basically homework books with words written on them.

The type on the name column has been worn away by time, and it has a faint silvery gray. With each stroke, it can be seen that the writing was done seriously and with great effort.

In Ye Zhiqiu's opinion, Ami's handwriting is not pretty, but it is already neat.

Cheng Ami.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the words, then at Ami's slender hands, and then at Ami.

Ami heard Ye Zhiqiu ask her.

"Do you still remember how to write your own name?"

"I remember." Ami nodded affirmatively, and took out a pencil from the pencil case. She touched the tip of the pen, and after she was sure she could write, she groped around for the notebook.

In fact, she hasn't written for a long time.

Just relying on feelings and memory to keep drawing the three characters that marked her identity.

Ye Zhiqiu found a blank notebook, handed it to Ami, and asked her to sit at the table and write.

Ami writes very slowly, writing every stroke carefully.

Ye Zhiqiu leaned over behind Ami, leaning on the table with one hand and the chair with the other, with his head next to Ami's ear, watching Ami's hand holding the pen move slightly.

This one was wrong, still wrong, and wrong again.

The three characters written by Ami are completely different from what was written in the notebook before, and her sensory memory has deviated from the original one.

After thinking about it, Ye Zhiqiu felt that this kind of mistake should not be repeated by Ami.She stretched out her hands and gently rubbed the top of Ami's head, bent her waist down a bit, and their faces were almost touching together.

"You didn't write correctly." Ye Zhiqiu rubbed Ami's pen-holding hand with his right hand, and the airflow brushed off Ami's hair when he spoke: "I'll teach you."

Here are horizontal, skimming, folding hook, and pressing.

While holding on to Ami's hand on the paper, she repeated the direction of each stroke, and she would deliberately stop where Ami made a mistake and explain in detail.

Ye Zhiqiu grabbed Ami's hand and wrote on the paper three times, neatly forming the three characters Ami.

"Try again, please?" Ye Zhiqiu let go of Ami's hand.

Ami repeated it, trying very hard to follow what Ye Zhiqiu had just explained.

In fact, she could only feel the movement of her hand just now, and she couldn't feel the direction of the strokes based on the movement of her hand. Despite her efforts, she still couldn't write the three characters Cheng Ami well.

"...." Ye Zhiqiu touched her forehead helplessly, she knew that Ami could not be blamed for this.

Ami hasn't practiced writing for a long time, even if she still remembers the appearance of her name, it is not easy to remember all the details clearly.Ye Zhiqiu is a serious and persistent perfectionist. She hopes that Ami can at least write her name correctly.

Ye Zhiqiu shook Ami's writing hand again: "I have a way."

You can let Ami write with his right hand on the palm of his left hand, so that it is easier to remember the direction of the pen.But the wrong pen can't write marks on the palm of the hand, but it is easy to get dirty hands.

Ye Zhiqiu asked Ami to use her fingertips instead of a pen.

This is horizontal, this is left, this is right, and this is folding hook.Repeated many times, Ami was a little hungry, she counted silently in her heart.

After more than 30 times, I finally remembered how to write, and Zhiqiu was a little happy that he stopped making mistakes: "I am writing in your palm now, guess what it is."

Itching in the palm of my hand, Ami smiled heartily. I am not a child. How could I fail to guess the words after practicing for so long: "It is a complete word."

Ye Zhiqiu also found that this seemed too simple, so she drew three times in Ami's hand again: "This time, guess what word it is?"

This is not what I just taught, Ami thought for a while with a tight face, and finally shook her head a little dissatisfied: "You didn't teach me."

"Because it's very simple, Ami will definitely learn it quickly. This is a small character, the little Ami's small." Ye Zhiqiu re-draws in Ami's palm, small and small, big and small, and small Ami's small. "

Ami has long fingers and a soft palm, and Ye Zhiqiu tirelessly draws the three characters "Little Ami" in it.

Ami didn't feel hungry either.The itchy palms and Zhiqiu's voice calling her little Ami mixed together, making her dizzy and very comfortable, she couldn't help leaning back, her shoulders resting in Ye Zhiqiu's arms.

warm.

"Zhiqiu." Ami maintained this posture without moving, letting Zhiqiu play with her hand, and she said, "Teach me to write your name."

Ye Zhiqiu stopped moving his fingertips, and raised his head slightly, only to realize that Ami and her were so close that their breaths were almost entangled.

The heartbeat also paused for a while. When Ami is serious, she always appears very quiet, as quiet as a painting, motionless, just waiting for you to take action.

just want to...

take a bite.

Ye Zhiqiu looked away anxiously, lowered his head and replied softly, "Okay."

The wind blows gently outside the window, like the haze left behind by the fairy who peeked at the magnificent scenery of the world, and seems to follow the two women in the room who share the warmth and fragrance of each other, one is as quiet as a virgin, and the other moves slightly with slender fingers Gently trace it in the palm like warm jade.

She read softly: "Ye, Zhi, Qiu."

As soon as she finished writing Autumn, Ami felt an impulse and clenched her fists tightly, as if she was holding something important, then turned around and hugged Ye and Qiu next to her.

Ye Zhiqiu froze for a moment, not knowing what happened, and then she heard Ami say: "I'm sorry, I just want to hug you like this all of a sudden."

I feel that my hands are full of your tenderness, and my arms are full of the whole world.

The author has something to say: The comments in the last chapter have not reached a hundred, but I’m sorry, Ah Nan just wants to thank you who have left comments, and I want to use Jiageng to tell you that if you look forward to it, there will always be more rewards and rewards. Let the cuties down.Be happy every day.

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Well, in order to make myself more diligent and more written.Set the update rules:

Work income +100

Favorite +200

Comment +100

Advance receipt +100

deep water +1

Long comment +1

If any of the above items are satisfied, you can add an update once. As a person who is so sad because he is single every day and just wipes his tears in the mirror, he can add an update at most twice a day.

At the same time, as a confused person, the author twisted his fingers and looked left and right-I guess it would be inaccurate, it looks so difficult to count, I want to thank Bawang votes-but I haven't found a way to count, so I have to Deferred execution.

Hahaha, it's not over yet, do you think I'm really bragging about talking?Then you are wrong.

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Mr. Zhao, who had been busy for a whole day, planned to get off work and have a good time with the cat. The female driver blocked the door with a cold face: "This project is not going well, do you still want to get off work?"

The company's performance has been good recently, Mr. Zhao, who works overtime every day, plans to get off work on time to walk his dog.

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Chu Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and he just picked up a small leather whip...

Well, the style of writing is definitely different from this one.Hey, but a text that will make people happy.

Ah Nan's wish is to use the power of the dimension to make you happy in reality.