Yan Zhengling was struck by thunder and asked, "how long will Hanbao come back?"

Zhan hanjue was stuck in his throat for a long time before he said, "it depends on his nature. If he can study hard and practice hard, he will come back soon. "

Although Zhan hanjue tried his best to make his words light, Yan Zhengling could not accept the cruel separation.

She suddenly roared madly, "Han Han Jue, he is just a child. How can you send him far away? I want you to get him back. "

She cried, "you bastard."

Zhan hanjue's eyes are red. If he can, he also wants to get the missing Hanbao back.

Maybe Yan Zhengling's mood is out of control, her optic nerve is in disorder, and her eyes are blind.

But she was walking on the narrow sidewalk with her mobile phone, staggering to the driveway without knowing it.

There was a sharp whistle, and then a loud voice burst out, "Hey, you're not dying."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yan Zhengling's vision was dark. She only felt that she was in the dark and could not find an exit at all.

"My eyes..." she said to herself.

Zhan hanjue listened to the noisy voice over there and distinguished the truth from the noise.

There was a great uneasiness in his heart. Was Zheng Ling blind?

He had such a judgment because Zheng Ling had experienced intermittent blindness.

Just at this time, he heard someone else's roar in the microphone, "you blind man, don't run around if you have nothing to do."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zheng Ling humbly apologizes.

Zhan stood up and ran to the door like lightning. Suddenly remembered what, and then come back to take off the lavender perfume on the old shelf, and sprinkle it vigorously.

Zhan hanjue quickly finds Yan Zhengling according to the positioning of her mobile phone. She sits helplessly on the road, holding her knees in both hands and burying her head in her knees.

I cried heartbroken.

The people around her pointed at her.

"This blind man, run to the middle of the road to touch porcelain. What a shame. "

"Shouldn't blind people go blind? It's really bad luck for anyone to run into such a blind man who has no sense of merit and virtue! "

......

Zhan hanjue walked over, his eyes were so fierce that he wanted to kill people. He glared at the people around him. They were scattered like birds and beasts.

His Zheng Ling was just blind suddenly, so he couldn't adapt to the skill of walking blind.

It's disgusting that these mobs dare to insult her openly.

Zhan hanjue took Zheng Ling's hand and put it on his neck. Then he skillfully carried her on his back.

Zheng Ling was on his back, crying all over his body.

Prince Zhan didn't dare to speak, but his tears came out of his eyes.

Zheng Ling is on the back of Zhan hanjue, crying to thank him“ Thank you for helping me

He did not dare to answer her.

But put her hand to his lips, Yan Zhengling tiny Zheng, "you can't talk?"

He answered her by curling her fingers.

Yan Zhengling gradually stopped crying. Why is this mute so familiar to her?

His back is as wide and warm as that of the cold Lord.

But he had the most dislike perfume smell of war cold.

Lavender, flower language is waiting for love.

She has sent him such perfume. At that time, he frowned to express his displeasure, "Zheng Ling, the flower language of lavender is waiting for love. Brother Jue didn't like it. Brother Jue's love is that flowers should be broken when they are in bloom. Don't wait for flowers to be broken when they are empty. "

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