The character design is always clear and strange [Comprehensive martial arts]

The most mellow spirits, the cutest beauty, the best family background, and the strongest martial arts talent, Yuan Suiyun has it all.

He knew how many people in the world envied the young owner of Wuzheng Villa to the point of jealousy, envied his family background, and envied everything he possessed. Many, many people were full of longing for the No. [-] Villa in the world.

However, few people yearn for Yuan Suiyun.

When they mentioned him, they would sigh a pity.

"Unfortunately he is blind."

In such words, since he can remember, he does not know how many times he has heard it.

However, Yuan Suiyun has an extremely strong personality. He studies hard and works hard to equalize the shortcomings that fate has brought him.

At least, on the surface it is.

Because no one can see from the surface that Yuan Suiyun is blind.He has tried everything he can.Walking among the crowd, he is no different from ordinary people.

But he was still not satisfied.

After drinking half of a jar of wine, Yuan Suiyun was already a little drunk.

Nightingale took a look and keenly sensed that something was wrong with him.

He put his arms around Yuan Suiyun's neck, blocking the man's palm that was about to open the next jar of wine.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Yuan Suiyun stroked the little guy's head, without saying a word.

In the end, Nightingale didn't understand, originally, he was going to comfort Yuan Suiyun verbally, but somehow it turned into physical comfort?Lost him all in.

The air in the hot spring was a bit sticky|greasy, and as the spring water flowed, Nightingale shivered with red eyes.

On this day, the two of them acted mischievously on each other, and they didn't recover until the next day.

The sky was bright, and Nightingale was still asleep on the bed. When Yuan Suiyun got up, the little guy snorted, and seemed vaguely about to wake up.

Yuan Suiyun touched his sleeping hole, causing Nightingale to fall into a deep sleep again.

While the bead curtain was shaking, he walked out.

Passing through the pavilions and pavilions, we arrived at the place where the old owner of the main courtyard lived.

Yuan Dongyuan was drinking tea when he suddenly saw his son visiting, he was quite surprised.

"Why is it so early today?"

Yuan Suiyun said: "There are some things I want to ask my father."

Yuan Dongyuan put down the teacup and said, "What is it?"

"It's almost mother's death day, what's father's plan for this year?"

Yuan Dongyuan said: "As usual."

Yuan Suiyun paused for a moment, and said solemnly: "Father, I'm afraid this year won't be the same as usual. My child thinks it should be more lively than usual. After all, it's double April this year, the age is bad, and there are natural disasters. I'm afraid The following days are not very good, father needs to prepare more."

Yuan Dongyuan frowned, looking at his son, he rarely asked himself this way on death days in previous years, he always followed the arrangement or added some supplements himself.

Today is a bit unusual.

"My son is thoughtful, so I will do as you please."

After some conversation, things were carefully settled.

However, after a while, seeing that Yuan Suiyun didn't intend to leave, Yuan Dongyuan asked him again: "Is there anything else?"

Yuan Suiyun said: "I wasn't supposed to ask, but I have encountered some things recently, so I have to ask. Father, what do you think of Mrs. Kumei?"

Yuan Dongyuan glanced at him and said, "Master Kumei from the Huashan School?"

Yuan Dongyuan didn't know why his son mentioned this person. They obviously had no contact with each other. The old Zhuang advocated and commented casually: "It's a pity that this person has a bit of talent and backbone, but the Huashan School has already gone downhill. No matter how she There is luck, but it is just a declining sect leader. It's a pity, what a pity!"

Yuan Suiyun smiled gently: "That's not what I want to ask."

"Oh?" Yuan Dongyuan looked at him.

Yuan Suiyun lowered his eyes and said: "My son went out more than a month ago. This teacher once came to me and said she was my sister. My son thought she was joking, so I didn't tell my father. However, I have dreamed of my mother in recent days. I can't sleep, I really have something on my mind, so I came to ask my father. What should the child do?"

As his words fell, Yuan Dongyuan's expression changed completely.

"Since she came to look for you, when did she see you?"

Hearing that he didn't deny it, Yuan Suiyun thought it was funny, but he still had an upright expression on his face, and replied: "The time I came back from the sea."

Yuan Dongyuan pondered for a moment, and told him: "Don't pay attention to her. Back then, her mother did have some involvement with being a father, but she calculated everything. There were evil seeds by accident, and her mother was not dignified and honest. This person, after giving birth to this evil seed back then, became greedy and conspired so badly that he gave her a large sum of money for her father to make a clean break with her."

He said righteously: "I vaguely know the identity of this person, but it doesn't matter, you just take it as the head of the Huashan School, and don't care about other things. You don't have any older sisters, and I have only one child in my family. Then Just ignore the words of Kumei Xiaodao. Don’t worry about it.”

Yuan Suiyun laughed, and he nodded, not asking the next question.

Master Kumei is not important in my father's heart, so I'm afraid it's not easy to ask for that so-called "magic art".

But it doesn't matter, originally, he was not allowed to ask for real magic skills.

The warm tea gradually cooled in the cup, and Yuan Suiyun's heart also hardened, without a trace of uncertainty.

Today the mist filled the air, Yuan Suiyun dragged Nightingale up early in the morning.

Nightingale fell into a drowsy sleep, Yuan Suiyun helped him tidy up himself, and then went out.

"Why are you wearing all white?" Nightingale looked at her clothes, a little puzzled.

Yuan Suiyun also wore plain clothes.

It's not the gorgeous, brocade-like white clothes, but the pale and pale ones.

This is not the case at all on weekdays. Yuan Suiyun's daily service is mainly low-key and gorgeous.Something is out of the ordinary today.

Especially abnormal.

There was no one on the road this early in the morning.I don't know why Yuan Suiyun didn't even eat breakfast and dragged him out in a hurry?

"What's the matter today?" Nightingale looked at the expression of the young man beside him as she walked, and felt that his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy today.

He asked worriedly: "Suiyun, are you okay? Where are you taking me this early in the morning?"

"You, are you in a bad mood?"

Yuan Suiyun held his hand, his fingers were cold.

"Today is my mother's death day."

He solemnly said to Nightingale: "Follow me to pay homage to mother first, and say something nice in front of her, don't be willful."

"Today is Mrs. Yuan's death day? Then I, should I prepare some good sacrifices? Why didn't you remind me in advance?" Nightingale muttered a few words in a low voice, seeing Yuan Suiyun's sad expression.I couldn't bear it, so I squeezed his hand back.

He nodded cautiously, and said: "Don't worry, when I'm in front of your mother, I will say more good things to praise you and make her happier."

"Happy." Yuan Suiyun couldn't help but think that if his mother knew about the recent incident, it would be difficult to be happy.

Anyone who disturbs her peace deserves to die.