Song Yan sighed, turned his head back, and moved his arms by the side of the bed.

He frowned slightly and glanced at the crevice at the head of the bed, where a few red beads hung from a black rope and got stuck in it.

Song Yan picked it up gently, of course he knew who this thing belonged to. He didn't expect Yan Zhuo to be so persistent, and after he refused twice, he would secretly put the string under his pillow.

Song Yan took a deep breath, and the apex of his heart suddenly ached, filled with sourness.

The splendid southern red agate in his hand has been stained with dust and no longer shines as it used to be.

I don't know if the boy's heart is the same as this southern red agate.

He raised his head and looked out the window with red eyes.

Because it is summer, the branches are lush and green, the green leaves hang high on the trees, and the sunlight sneaks down from the gaps in the branches and hits the window.

He had never seen Ningkang in winter, and he did not know how desolate and barren it would be. As if he had never seen Yan Zhuo's face, he didn't even know what the boy who had been with him for so long looked like.

And when he finally regained his sight and could see, the boy had left him in a decisive way.

During this period of time, whenever he thought about the afternoon when Yan Zhuo left, he would regret it very much.

If he said a few more words and explained a few more words, then Yan Zhuo would not leave, or if Yan Zhuo left without receiving a call and immediately chased out, would the ending be different.

Unfortunately not if.

Every choice he made made himself full of regrets.

Such as Song Yaya, such as Yan Zhuo.

He didn't have a chance to tell Song Yaya that he never blamed Tao Xin for her departure. He always regarded her as his best sister. Even when he was strict occasionally, he would hide under his strict mask. With love for her.

He also had no chance to admit to Yan Zhuo that he was tempted.

Maybe it was because his feelings came too late. By the time he realized it, Yan Zhuo was already tired. The air didn't get cold in a day, and neither did people's hearts get cold in a day.

So in the end, their relationship was like a midsummer bubble.

Break in a poke.

The dust had settled, and there was no chance to say those words he never said.

This is a quiet and remote courtyard, with a reddish-brown plaque hanging at the door - Nancheng Le'an School for the Blind.

A handsome man was sitting on the rattan wood reclining chair in the small courtyard, squeaking his legs, his head swaying rhythmically.

The short hilltop in the distance was shrouded in mist in the early morning, and a beam of sunlight scattered through the clouds to the ground and shone on him, giving him a thin layer of golden body.

Zhou Yang looked at his leisurely manner and was angry.

He walked in front of the man, blocked his sunlight, and said angrily, "Do you know who is here today? Why don't you hurry up and pack up and welcome our precious guests."

Suddenly shrouded in shadow, the man's expression was not very good. He opened his eyes lazily and said in a long voice, "You are blocking me from the sun. I am promoting photosynthesis in my body."

"Bah!" Zhou Yang rolled his eyes, "Are you some kind of delicate plant? Yan Zhuo, can you point your face?"

Yan Zhuo laughed a few times, finally stopped being lazy, and said to him: "It's alright, I know, it's not about coming to an uncle, why are you so nervous? Don't worry, when the time comes, I will definitely It won't embarrass our school."

Zhou Yang folded his arms across his chest: "Hmph, it's almost the same."

Yan Zhuo knew that his mouth was poisonous and soft-hearted, and he didn't care about him, so he turned his eyes away lightly and looked into the distance.

He came here after graduation, and it has been almost three years now.

At first, he was not used to the rough environment here, but now, he is familiar with every corner of this school, and he has really experienced a lot. Seeing that the school is getting better and better, the team is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more organizations come here to donate, he is really happy.

"By the way," Yan Zhuo raised his head and asked with narrowed eyes, "Why do they always donate money to our school?"

Counting the one a year ago, this is the second time.

Yan Zhuo was curious: "Is it a public welfare organization specially organized to help the blind?"

"It doesn't count," Zhou Yang said. It was a non-governmental organization. It seemed like... there was a person in charge who used to be blind, so he paid special attention to a donation in this regard. "

"Oh..." Yan Zhuo nodded, "No wonder."

Seeing Yan Zhuo's enthusiasm, Zhou Yang began to chat with him about popular science: "Well, you don't know, the last time...the time you were sick and asked for leave, I met the person in charge, the old man, and men liked it. The kind of handsome, and he is also a well-known painter, he has opened several studios, and he is famous in H City."

City H?

Yan Zhuo was startled.

He hadn't heard the name of this city for a long time, and he was now located in Nancheng, 108,000 miles away from H City.

"By the way," Zhou Yang said as if remembering something, "Aren't you an art academy student who graduated from City H! Then you must have heard of him."

Yan Zhuo swallowed his saliva, raised his head as if responding, and blinked blankly at him: "...Who?"

"Call, call..." Zhou Yang got stuck, frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Song Yan, his name is Song Yan!"

Chapter 49 Familiarity

Zhou Yang was keenly aware that Yan Zhuo froze for a while after he uttered the name, and then he froze on the chair without saying a word.

Zhou Yang felt strange and asked him suspiciously, "Do you know Song Yan?"

Yan Zhuo said: "I don't know, I just... heard of it."

Zhou Yang said "oh" and didn't think much about it. He all studied art, and it was normal to hear it.

Yan Zhuo asked, "The person in charge, you said he used to be blind, so now he—?"

Zhou Yang replied: "It seems that he had an operation. Anyway, he is recovering very well now, and there is no problem with his eyes at all."