Interstellar: The correct way to become cannon fodder in a book

"Come on, I'll take you to the nearby river to wash. You're so tired of all the mud on your body."

Xu Zhihe heard Jiang Chi's words, sniffed and nodded. Jiang Chi grabbed one of his hands, and he followed Jiang Chi.

Jiang Chi pulled Xu Zhihe and walked quickly, wishing they could run to the pool to wash immediately.

Jiang Chi has a mild mysophobia, and it is precisely because of this mild mysophobia that Jiang Chi became so angry after he and Xu Zhihe fell into the mud pit.

One muddy footprint after another was left on the not particularly green and fluffy grass.

The birds on the branches watched all this quietly.

As if feeling bored, the bird chirped while the two figures had disappeared, and the camera flashed by here.

In the live broadcast room.

I am your father: [Something just flashed by.]

Don’t know: [I don’t know, I didn’t see it clearly. ]

User 123: [They look like two kids covered in mud, I guess.]

Bai Yunpiaopiao: [Who cares? It shouldn't be important. It's a pity that the live broadcast camera turned around again. I still want to see the kid named Ye Sheng.]

The Most Affectionate Person in the Universe: [The crazy kid just now might not be Ye Sheng from the ranking list. All of this is just our speculation~]

Don’t know: [Who cares. ]

……

Lingta Star.

Inside Gehlot Hospital.

A little child with waist-length white hair was sitting on the hospital bed, surrounded by people, both men and women.

The white-haired child sat quietly in the treatment cabin without saying a word, exuding a faint sense of coolness.

The lid of the treatment cabin is fully opened.

Although he was surrounded by people, they all tacitly kept a certain distance from the white-haired child.

Everyone present knew that the Nan family's only heir, their current Emperor Xing, was a strange child with a mild temper but who was unwilling to get too close to others.

Although he always smiled gently and even spoke in a very gentle tone, the faint sense of alienation emanating from him could not deceive others.

The future heir of the Nan family doesn't like others approaching him, especially strangers.

Wu Mengbai and Nan Yu stayed by Nan Qixing's side cautiously. Even though they were Nan Qixing's biological parents, they found it difficult to get close to the child at the beginning.

Nan Qixing didn't know what he had been through and was very resistant to others.

Wu Mengbai said to Nan Qixing cautiously.

"Xing'er, try opening your eyes now and see if you can see."

When Nan Qixing heard Wu Mengbai's words, she nodded obediently in a gentle tone.

But for some reason there is always a hint of coldness.

"Okay, mother."

When Wu Mengbai heard the name "mother", her eyes turned red. She tried her best to control her tears from flowing down, but her shaking hands betrayed her inner feelings.

"You actually...actually you don't have to call me mother, Xing'er...you...can you call me mother?"

Nan Qixing's gentle smile gave people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. His face and temperament, which seemed not to be from this mortal world, made people inexplicably feel that he would disappear from this world in the next second.

Although Nan Qixing answered Wu Mengbai's questions, the content of his words was not what Wu Mengbai had in mind.

"Okay mother."

Wu Mengbai was overwhelmed by waves of loss, and the huge pain almost crushed this wonderful female killer.

When Nan Yu heard his son's words, he patted his wife's arm comfortingly.

"Xing'er just came back, some things can't be rushed."

Wu Mengbai nodded after hearing what her husband said, but her beautiful eyes were still red.

No matter how strong a person is, there is always a soft spot in his heart.

The same goes for Wu Mengbai, who is known as the goddess of war and the goddess of killing on the battlefield.

Her children and husband are the softest places in her heart.

Nan Qixing didn't pay too much attention to Wu Mengbai and Nan Yu. In his mind, although these two were his parents, their identities were just one level closer to strangers.

He can't get too close to these two people right now, he needs time to adapt.

Nan Qixing's closed eyelids trembled, he could feel the love these two people had for him. But even though that unkind and beautiful memory had been buried deep in his memory, his body would still subconsciously reject it.

Nan Qixing was conflicted.

All of this can only be left to time, perhaps time will erase the messy traces.

Nan Qixing slowly opened his eyes under the gaze of everyone. His azure blue eyes, as clear as glass and as dazzling as gems, flashed brightly in the sunlight.

People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and now they see how holy and beautiful the soul of the owner of those eyes must be.

Nan Qixing blinked, and the sudden light made her beautiful eyes like gems narrow slightly.

It seems that he is not used to it.

The doctor standing nearby adjusted his glasses as he looked at Nan Qixing's discomfort, and spoke in a steady voice.

"This is a very normal phenomenon. Young Master, just squint your eyes and wait for the light to adapt. After you adapt, the discomfort will gradually disappear."

When Nan Qixing heard the doctor's words, he nodded obediently. He tried to adapt to the bright face in front of him and maintain a calm expression.

But the expression on his face was completely different from what he felt in his heart. His trembling fingers revealed his excitement and anxiety.

Who longs for light the most? Those who have lost their sight long for light the most.

The Nan couple calmed down and saw their son's trembling fingers and naturally knew what he was thinking.

In fact, they were more excited than him. There is no parent who doesn't want the best for their children.

Nan Qixing blinked and half opened his eyes.

After a while, Nan Qixing probably adapted to the sudden light, and he finally stepped onto the stairs to return to the light.

The pair of azure eyes that looked even more stunning than gems looked around the room curiously.

First he was lying in the treatment cabin, then the Nan family’s parents and many doctors standing beside him.

Then there were all kinds of cold instruments emitting bright luster, and the sunlight quietly breaking in from outside.

Then there are the green plants in the corner.

Everything before his eyes was a color he had not seen in three years.

Nan Qixing's sight finally stopped on a small tree that was lush but short.

The little tree lives obediently in the pot, with white flowers blooming among the green leaves.

The flower is not big but it is small. It is pure white and three points whiter than snow.

The sweet fragrance wafts through every corner of the ward, not strong but enough to make people happy.

Nan Yu noticed Nan Qixing's gaze, walked to the small tree, picked a white flower, and put it in Lan Qixing's hand.

"What kind of flower is this? It smells so good."

Nan Qixing touched the flower in her hand, her blue eyes gazing at it tenderly.

"Its flower is called Gardenia."