Blind, in love with you

The weather was fine for Xiaoxue, although the temperature in the morning was cold, but the sky was blue and sunny, Ye Qinghe got up and went out to eat breakfast, An Yu went to take out the quilts in both rooms to dry.

"Ye Dong, I'm going out later." An Yu walked back to the living room after drying the quilt, and spoke to Ye Qinghe.

"Where are you going?" Ye Qinghe asked.Aunt Chen is not here for a few days, and An Yu said he was going out again, he didn't want to be alone.

"I'll go home and pack some things." An Yu had an idea: "Didn't you say you wanted to go swimming last time? My swimming trunks are at home, so I need to go back and get them."

"I'll go with you?" Ye Qinghe asked plainly, but An Yu could hear a little expectation in his tone, and a little fear of being rejected.

An Yu was wondering whether to take Ye Qinghe to get the pig's feet, when the electric bell rang at the door.

"Surprise!" An Yu heard someone shouting as soon as he opened the door, a bouquet of big red roses flashed before his eyes, and then he was hugged in his arms.

"Woooo..." An Yu's mouth and nose were blocked, and he could only make a struggling sound.The one who was hugging was very enthusiastic at first, but after a few seconds, he realized something was wrong.One is that the height of the person in the arms is wrong, Ye Qinghe is about the same height as him, but this person is a head shorter than himself.Second, Ye Qinghe, who should be hugged in his arms, is sitting on the sofa in the living room and looking at the door blankly at the moment, who is this in his arms?

He Zhifan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously let go of An Yu's neck, and An Yu pushed him out with force.

"Who are you?" An Yu shouted angrily after being hugged by a stranger.

"Sorry, sorry," He Zhifan apologized embarrassedly: "I am Ye Zi's friend He Zhifan, are you?" He looked at An Yu suspiciously.

"Zhifan?" Ye Qinghe stood up in surprise, and slowly walked towards the door: "Why are you back?" He slanted one hand in front of him, opened the other, and walked towards his friend.

He Zhifan turned his head and looked behind An Yu. He was smiling all over his face, but he saw Ye Qinghe approaching him with strange gestures and light footsteps on the ground, as if walking on thin ice. His smile froze, and the flowers in his hand fell to the ground. Pushing away An Yu who was standing at the door, he rushed to Ye Qinghe to catch him.

"What's wrong with you?" He looked at Ye Qinghe's unfocused eyes and asked incredulously, "What's wrong with your eyes? You're blind." Shocked, He Zhifan couldn't help stretching out his hand and waving in front of Ye Qinghe. .

"Don't be like this, it's very rude." An Yu raised his hand to suppress He Zhifan's hand waving in front of Ye Qinghe's eyes, with an unconsciously harsh tone.He turned his head to close the door, only to find a silver RIMOWA suitcase and a large and exquisite box with a red glossy surface standing on the wall outside the door.

"Is this big guitar yours?" An Yu stared at the box floating out of the sky.

"That's it," He Zhifan choked, "the cello."

An Yu angrily dragged the two boxes in and closed the door.

He Zhifan put down his raised hand in embarrassment, and patted Ye Qinghe worriedly: "Ye Zi, what happened? Why didn't you tell me?" He moved back to Lvjing Mountain Forest, but he didn't expect that it was because of an accident.

Ye Qinghe's initial surprise receded, and now there was a smile on his face: "Come on, sit first." He Zhifan helped him a few steps, took him to the sofa and sat down.An Yu picked up the flowers on the ground, took them into the kitchen, found a large glass bottle, filled some water, unwrapped the whole bunch of flowers and threw them in, then took them out and put them on the dining table.The man went back to the kitchen and took a mopping cloth to the entrance to wipe off the water stains from the bouquet of roses scattered on the ground.Finally, two cups of Darjeeling were brewed from the kitchen.

"Please drink tea." An Yu said.

Since just now, he was busy walking up and down in the kitchen and living room alone, and He Zhifan's eyes followed An Yu's, and the three people in the room were quiet and strange.

"This is An Yu, Teacher An," Ye Qinghe said to He Zhifan, "Mr. An is here to help me adapt to the life of a blind person." He turned to An Yu and said, "An Yu, this is He Zhifan, come with me Great friends who grew up."

"Hello, Teacher An." He Zhifan couldn't accept Ye Qinghe's blindness for a while, and his expression was still shocked and dull.

"Hello, Mr. He." An Yu greeted the guest coldly.

The sluggish He Zhifan was pulled back by An Yu's hoarse voice: "Has Mr. An caught a cold? His voice is hoarse. It sounds serious."

"I don't have a cold, my voice is always like this." An Yu still responded coldly: "I will put your luggage and cello in your study first, so as not to block Ye Dong's walking path."

"Oh, okay, okay, sorry," He Zhifan said apologetically, "Teacher An, please."

"Zhifan brought the piano? We are blessed with ears. Zhifan is a famous cellist, let's let him play the piano later..." An Yu interrupted Ye Qinghe: "Ye Dong, you talk, I'll go out for a while Come on, be back soon."

"You want to drive by yourself?" Ye Qinghe asked.

"Ah? Well," An Yu blushed a little: "I drive myself."

"Practice more, don't worry, don't be afraid. Drive slowly." Ye Qinghe thought for a while: "Don't be too slow. If someone honks your horn when you block traffic, you will be more nervous."

He Zhifan didn't know what to say, "Teacher An is going to practice driving, you are busy, I will accompany Ye Zi, it's fine, don't worry."

An Yu glanced at He Zhifan and left quickly.

"Why did you come here all of a sudden? The tour is over?" Ye Qinghe asked with a smile. He moved his nose and smelled the faint and moist fragrance in the air: "You still brought roses? Fans picked them up from the plane, you just got off the plane?"

"That's right!" He Zhifan who was guessed right was a little embarrassed, but then he cursed angrily and anxiously: "What's going on? If I never came, you didn't intend to tell me, did you? Such a big thing happened , why are you still acting so indifferent?"

"So what if it doesn't matter?" Ye Qinghe shrugged: "I think this is very good, what should come will always come."

(to be continued……)

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?Moonlight broken thoughts?

Moonlight: Big guitar... poof...

An Yu:...... Humph! (stare hard)

See you tomorrow morning at ten o'clock~~~~