The next day, the headlines of the major newspapers were the news of Wall’s blindness. With the huge photo, everyone was convinced that the god Muer was really blind. In the old days, there was always a glorious woman in his eyes. Child, I really can't see it anymore. Shu Lian Zhuoliu
Those dull eyes made people feel sorry, and the sad but pretending smile made people feel distressed. The girl in the white plain skirt suddenly hurt everyone's hearts.
She said: "I will not give up writing just because my eyes can't see. I love writing. I love my fans, so I won't let them down. Even if I can't see, I have hands and ears. , And more importantly, I have a heart that loves this job and an imaginative mind. I believe that even if I can’t see it, I can create a tomorrow that belongs to me.”.
The fans were moved to tears by this passage. Their idols will always be the strongest. Their idols have never let them down. Even if they can't see it, she never gave up her dreams or gave up on them.
The newspaper also attached various preferences of Wall.
Reporter: What do you like best, God Muer? What do you hate most
Muer: I like eating, sleeping and writing the most, and I hate doing things like washing dishes, tidying up clothes and cleaning the room
Reporter: Can you talk about your most embarrassing or most unforgettable thing
Muer: The most embarrassing thing... It seems that the savior is regarded as a bad person and caused a big oolong. The most unforgettable thing is that every time I take an exam, I am the last one (laughs).
Reporter: Do you like small animals
Muer: I love it. I like cats the most. I have a Garfield cat called Pearl, which is very cute and cute. Do you want photos? I have a lot of them in my phone, do you want it or not
reporter:…
Reporter: Do you have any favorite or most annoying food
Muer: I like apples the most, but I hate them... red bean crisps.
I hate it the most... Red bean crisp.
When Mo Tianqi saw the news, his slender fingers clenched into fists, and the newspaper in his hand was crumpled into a ball by him and thrown into the trash can.
"Today is the twelfth day!" Huaer let out a sigh. Twelve days have passed since the day of the interview. Mo Tianqi seemed to have evaporated from the world. There was no phone call, no greeting. Completely disappeared in her world.
Just like Ji Nanxi three years ago, she disappeared from her world, leaving no trace of existence.
After waiting so long, she should give up too.
She was standing in front of the window, the biting cold wind blew her soft cheeks, but the pain on her face made her bend her lips, and suddenly a touch of cold ** melted on the tip of her nose, followed by more It fell on her slightly raised face.
She stretched her hand out the window, and the white snow fell on her palm, but it melted into water in an instant.
"Is it snowing?"
The feather-like snow fell all night, and the whole land was shrouded in silvery white. After so many years, this city is the first time it has snowed so much. The children cheered, and the adults were happy like I played snowball fights just like when I was young.
A black car slowly drove out from the entrance of the hospital, leaving two rows of car wheels on the white snow, extending to the distance, until it met the criss-cross car prints, and couldn't find it anymore. The direction of the car is printed.
However, when the black car flooded into the traffic, a black luxury sports car passed by it. When the luxury sports car drove to the back of the hospital, it stopped in front of the hospital building that had never been opened to the public. The unparalleled man in a black windbreaker walked out of the car, a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, filled with endless thoughts, the cold face, the smile that bloomed on the lips, made the world warm because of him. stand up.
Thirteen days later, he said to give her time, but in the end he couldn't help it. She said that the last thing she disliked was red bean cake, so she was angry at his leaving.
He just wanted to give her space to think about. He wanted to let her know that even without him, she could live well. He just wanted her to know that she was never his burden.
He walked to the room where she lived upstairs and stood in front of the door. His cold heart became warm because of her, and it jumped very quickly.
I'm going to see her. Mo Tianqi took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. But what caught the eye was an empty room. For some reason, his heart suddenly panicked.
"Ur..." he called, but no one responded. His eyebrows were finally twisted, and worry, panic, and fear flashed in his dark eyes.
No illness, no bathroom, no her anywhere.
Mo Tianqi was really panicked. He took out the phone and dialed the phone number of Wall, but the brisk ringtone rang in the drawer of the bedside table.
A faint light flashed in his eyes, and his lips were pursed. He walked over, bent over and opened the drawer.
There was a cell phone lying quietly inside, white, with a string of crystal pendants hanging on the cell phone, which he gave her.
He picked up the phone and a white note came into view. He picked it up, and on the white paper, the black handwriting was flying and rushing into his eyes with a hint of publicity.
Panicked, messed up, and hurt. Waited, hurt, tired.
Mo Tianqi's heart was cold, he held the note in his hand and ran out like crazy.
"President Mo..." The security guard who returned from fetching water saw Mo Tianqi from a distance, and waved to him happily and greeted him.
Mo Tianqi stopped running, the ice on Jun's face seemed to be three points colder than the white snow outside: "Did you see Miss Hua?".
"Miss Hua, she was discharged from the hospital." The security guard scratched his head, as if thinking of something, and slapped his head and said: "Miss Hua has just left. It is estimated that it will only take more than ten minutes."
As soon as his voice fell, Mo Tianqi had disappeared from him like the wind. When the security guard turned his head, the black luxury sports car had already galloped away like an arrow from the string.
The traces of the car left on the road are very obvious. Mo Tianqi only needs to follow it, but only after walking not far, this trace is blocked.
"Damn it!" His powerful fists fell heavily on the steering wheel, and the black car stopped in the middle of the road like a lost child. The whistle of the car was already ringing around, and it seemed that someone was talking cursingly. Get out of the way and things like that.
It was as if Mo Tianqi hadn't heard him, he looked straight ahead, his black eyes were covered with frost.
It's him, too confident. He thought that giving her time would make her think about everything clearly, but he forgot that she was a very sensitive person.