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She felt that Shen Rongyu was joking, his body was not as soft as a quilt, and his chest was not as wide as a big bed, how could he be her bed?

But Ji Qingzhuo has an advantage, that is, she doesn't pick, so she hugs Shen Rongyu tightly as if hugging her own quilt.

Shen Rongyu's back muscles tightened, and even the Snow Burying Sword, which was walking straight ahead, was tilted a little bit. He knew that Ji Qingzhuo's movements had always been cautious, but she was holding her so tightly at this time.

"Zhuozhuo, relax." He said to Ji Qingzhuo, thinking that something had happened to her, so he comforted her, "What's the matter?"

Ji Qingzhuo's hand on his shoulder tightened, and she wanted to let go of him again, but Shen Rongyu felt the change, so she hugged her tightly again.

"I don't mean..." She murmured, "Are you my bed?"

"That's how I held the quilt when I was sleeping." Ji Qingzhuo explained to him seriously.

Of course Shen Rongyu knew what she was like when she was sleeping, so he nodded and said, "Okay, hold her."

"Thank you Xiaoyu." Ji Qingzhuo yawned, tilted his head, and leaned against his neck.

Shen Rongyu raised his head, and a beautiful arc was drawn around his neck. Ji Qingzhuo's fine and fluffy hair rubbed against his neck, making it a little itchy.

She was always able to easily arouse his emotions—it was clear that she herself had no emotions, and her words and actions were extremely serious, clumsy and cute.

Shen Rongyu never thought that he could grow flowers, but now he holds a fragile flower in his arms.

He flew to Xueliangyu, and the speed of the Snow Burying Sword was pulled to the extreme. Without any accident, he could reach Xueliangyu at dawn.

Ji Qingzhuo slept in his arms, although she had no sense of security and had to cover her head with a quilt to fall asleep, but at this time she slept very peacefully in Shen Rongyu's arms.

Moreover, she dreamed for the first time in the world. She has never dreamed, because dreams are often a fantasy projection of reality. Ji Qingzhuo has no fantasy about reality, so when she sleeps, her brain is dry land, and there is no fantasy of growth. .

But this time, she dreamed that she came to a cold corridor, surrounded by metal walls, her slender back was against the metal door, and her jagged shoulder blades were sore.

On top of her head was the ever-bright incandescent lamp, which made her eyes hurt. Ji Qingzhuo stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes. Because she couldn't stop blinking, she felt water glow in her eyes, and rubbed it again. There were wet tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes.

There are no tears in her eyes, but at this time, her lacrimal glands are actually secreting physiological tears.

At this time, Ji Qingzhuo also noticed her raised hand. The back of her hand was small. Only then did she realize that she was only slightly taller than the handrail on the door. She should be in her early ten years at this time.

Her hearing was sharp, and the sound came from behind the metal door.

"Has the mental state of the seventeenth been evaluated? According to the recent observation of her, she seems to have been talking to herself for the past two months."

"These children are psychologically fragile. It is normal to have such psychological problems. The more active the brain, the easier it is to generate unnecessary fantasies."

"According to the assessment of her mental state, she should have a tendency to have a split personality. Previously, through a hypnotic dialogue with her, the psychotherapist learned that she had been talking to a 'Xiaoyu' personality, but all communications in the base were cut off. , she can't have contact with people from the outside world."

"Huh? It's not a good sign, but she's already the most stable experiment."

"Want to kill?"

"No, the psychotherapist has already assessed the nature of her 'partner'. Like this girl, this personality is gentle and harmless. In the eyes of No. 17, this Xiaoyu is a very good person. It's a very mild change compared to an experiment that produces violent tendencies for no reason."

"Perhaps obliterating the existence of this personality will have a worse impact on No. 17. Such a stable experiment cannot be discarded."

"So, keep him?"

"reserve."

The conversation came to an abrupt end, Ji Qingzhuo stood on tiptoe and carefully left the metal corridor. Above her head was an infrared monitoring device scanning around in a disorderly state, and she was able to accurately Avoid these infrared scans.

She is too smart.

But she walked to the end of the corridor, looked at the electronic screen in front of her, and lowered her head again. Tears were falling down on her toes. She was wearing a pair of clean white shoes. The style is simple, like mass-produced.

At this time, the tears fell on the white shoe upper, dyed with deep traces.

A kind of hopeless and relieved mind filled her unthinkable brain, and Ji Qingzhuo was crying, thinking, she knew... Knowing that this is impossible, how could there be a real person to accompany her Woolen cloth?

I hope that someone will accompany me, this wish is really too extravagant, extravagant to the point of inconceivable.

Ji Qingzhuo walked to the corner of the corridor, lowered his head and buried it on his knees.

She called: "Xiaoyu."

A soft and tender voice echoed in the empty corridor, and only her figure was reflected on the mirror-like metal wall on the opposite side.

At this moment, a distant response came from behind Ji Qingzhuo's ear, it was Shen Rongyu.

His voice was still low and gentle, like an ice spring flowing slowly in the mountains.

"Yes." Shen Rongyu responded to her.

Ji Qingzhuo's consciousness sank, her heart finally let go, she continued to fall asleep, this dream left only a faint shadow, and was immediately forgotten.

Later, she was about to wake up, and in the dim consciousness, she felt that someone gently opened her eyelids, and after a while, the warm fingers closed her eyes again and gently rubbed her eye sockets.

The doctor's voice was gentle, with a calming power.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, didn't you have any injuries before she found her eyes?" The doctor's voice was slow, he had already probed Ji Qingzhuo's eyes with his magic power - his name was Xin Yuan, almost Xue Liang Yuxiu No one knows how Shen Rongyu used one night to get him to promise to heal Ji Qingzhuo's eyes.

"I know, she has never seen dazzling colors and light." Shen Rongyu's fingers on Ji Qingzhuo's ear subconsciously hooked into her hair.

When he came to Xueliangyu, he had already changed his clothes to cover up all the scars he had suffered in Xuedu before. He was still dressed in plain white clothes, as dazzling and dust-free as an exiled fairy, but his handsome face was a little pale. , seems a little weak.

"No." Xin Yuan's fingertips poked out a light green light, and swept over Ji Qingzhuo's eye sockets.

"Her eyes should have been violently injured before, inserting a sharp instrument into her eyes, which almost completely destroyed her eyes, but... wonderful, wonderful, her injured eyes have been healed." Xin Yuan explained , "This kind of unparalleled repair ability, I have practiced for more than a hundred years to achieve. Her broken eyes were re-bridged piece by piece, and after the injury, she can indeed restore her vision."

"It's just that these eyes can't be stimulated anymore, and even tears can't flow. She should have received some kind of stimulation later, which caused the healed wound to open again, and the current situation is formed, but Daoyou Shen, your speed is very fast. It took only one night for Xuedu to get here, and if it were any later, I wouldn’t be able to heal. Just a few months ago, I just had an epiphany about medical skills and could handle such an injury.” Xin Yuan said with admiration to Shen Rongyu.

Hearing Xin Yuan's words, Shen Rongyu was stunned for a moment. He thought of the image that flashed in his mind when Ji Qingzhuo's eyes were bleeding from the high tower of Xuedu Palace.

At that time, Ji Qingzhuo was wearing a pure white dress, which was completely different from the attire of the Xiuxian world. She hugged her knees and sat in the corner of a strange room. , is particularly striking.

Her posture was helpless and terrified, especially that eye, which was severely injured.

He never remembered Ji Qingzhuo, nor when it happened, but he remembered that his body still had the pain of broken meridians at that time, but when he saw her eyes, the pain had been overcome by the colic of his heart. replace.

Shen Rongyu wanted to recall a little deeper, but he tried his best to recall, but the rest of the memory could not be salvaged.

After Xin Yuan's preliminary treatment was completed, he carried the medicine box and left the conditioning prescription for the time being.

Ji Qingzhuo's eye injury can't be cured at once, and it takes a long time to repair it regularly, so she and Shen Rongyu are expected to stay in Xueliangyu for a long time.

Shen Rongyu sat beside Ji Qingzhuo's bed and looked at her, his thoughts flashed back, he remembered that when he put her down from his arms, she still hugged him tightly, with both hands tightly clasping his neck.

But he wanted Xin Yuan to show her eyes, so he gently opened her fingers little by little and put her down.

While she was sleeping, Shen Rongyu vaguely heard her calling him "Xiaoyu" softly in her sleep, so he subconsciously responded.

After a long time, Ji Qingzhuo woke up again. She rolled over on the bed and hugged the quilt beside her tightly.

Her eyes have been preliminarily reshaped and can be opened, but she can't see anything.

Ji Qingzhuo opened her eyes, but it was still pitch black. She was not surprised, she just raised her hand and rubbed her temples. She seemed to have a dream, but the specific content was forgotten, but the content of the dream was extremely cold. What you don't want to think about on your own initiative.

She didn't try to think about it, she just held the quilt in her arms blankly, as if this was her only support.

At this time, Shen Rongyu's voice rang, and he called her: "Zuo Zhuo woke up?"

Ji Qingzhuo followed his voice and turned her head away, her little head sunk in the soft pillow, she nodded and whispered, "Well."

Only then did she realize that she seemed to be in the medical hall, and the bitter fragrance of herbs was everywhere, but the soul fragrance on Shen Rongyu was still familiar and pleasant.

Ji Qingzhuo sniffed: "Xiaoyu, did the medical repair show me my eyes?"

"Look." Shen Rongyu knew that her eyes could be good, so his tone became more relaxed.

But he knew that Ji Qingzhuo's eye injury was not easy, because it wasn't long before the spiritual energy of the immortal world broke out, and the medical skills that relied on the use of mana were also gradually improving. Before Xin Yuan's epiphany a few months ago, no one Has the ability to cure Ji Qingzhuo's eyes.