The male partner who never gives up treatment

It had been three days, and there was still no smile on Hua Manlou's face.

If this was any other child, everyone would not be surprised, but Huamanlou is the person who loves to laugh the most in the world. No one can keep his heart cold after seeing his smile.

However, this is really not to blame him.

Even as an adult, it is difficult for him to remain calm when he suddenly loses his sight for some reason, not to mention how well-behaved and sensible Hua Manlou is, she is only nine years old this year.

The Hua family was very worried, and devoted all their efforts to visit famous doctors and hermits in the south of the Yangtze River.

Three days is not a long time, but it is enough to make Hua's parents, who are full of love for their children, tortured as if they were ten years older.

Batch after batch of people came and went, they took their pulse through the gauze tent, they all shook their heads in silence, and the faces of the people in the room suddenly became even more ugly.

At this time, the existence of friends is particularly important, and Huamanlou's best friend Lu Xiaofeng has indeed lived up to everyone's expectations. He rushed to Jiangnan Hua's house as soon as he got the news, flying all the way through the window, stepping on the vast night. .

"Lu Xiaofeng, you're here." Hearing the familiar but soft footsteps, Hua Manlou in front of the desk spoke slowly.

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyes and looked at the past, laughing and feasting, Yuxue Linglong's playmate seemed to be a different person, sitting there quietly, there was no overly heavy sadness on his delicate and handsome face, only It was peaceful, but this untimely calm seemed particularly frightening, especially against the backdrop of those empty and dead eyes.

There is a difference between what he heard and what he saw with his own eyes. Although Lu Xiaofeng was usually unreliable when he laughed and laughed, he attached great importance to the word "friend" in his heart, and now his best friend has been hurt by someone, so his anger is completely natural.

"Who hurt it?"

Hua Manlou said calmly: "That man is the iron shoe thief, I think you should have heard of him."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned with two long and bushy eyebrows: "That's right, I'll give you an account of this matter."

Under the white moonlight, Hua Manlou's immature and white fingers landed on the table, brushed slowly across a yellowed book with nostalgia, and sighed in a regretful tone: "It's a pity that this "Chu "Local Customs Examination School", I haven't finished reading it yet..."

Lu Xiaofeng remained silent, he knew Huamanlou, he knew that at this moment he didn't need comfort at all, because Huamanlou was the person who loved life the most in this world, no one knew how to appreciate the beauty in life better than him.

The evening wind blows through the open window sash, making a soft creaking sound, and the surging air is mixed with a faint fragrance that seems to be absent, and slowly brushes past the tip of the nose.

The fragrance is not strong, but extremely light.

If it was not the dead of night, or if Hua Manlou hadn't lost his sight, then he would probably ignore the pleasant smell at this moment.

The fragrance was so refreshing that Huamanlou couldn't help but feel refreshed. His restless and melancholy heart calmed down again, and those chaotic thoughts were instantly far away from him. Shrimp swam past him in twos and threes.

Hua Manlou asked, "What did you bring?"

"Ah, I almost forgot about this." Lu Xiaofeng patted himself on the forehead, jumped up to Huamanlou, placed the things in his hands on the table, and boasted triumphantly: "This is what I have worked so hard for!" The power of nine oxen and two tigers was obtained from the hands of the old man Qianyan, it seems to be called Molan, it is a kind of orchid species that is about to become extinct, there are only two pots left in the world, and now it belongs to you."

The old man Qianyan is a legend in the Jianghu. It is said that his martial arts is unrivaled in the world, and his lightness kungfu has reached the level of perfection. When he was young, he was also a famous figure in the martial arts. No one in the world.

Later, as he grew older, he changed his frivolous and willful temperament in the early years, and gave up his aggressiveness. He began to live in seclusion in the mountains to cultivate his body and mind.

Therefore, in addition to his high attainments in martial arts, the old man Qianyan also has a lot of experience in planting flowers and trees. It is rumored that the bamboo house where he lives is full of exotic flowers and plants, some of which can even be used as medicine to cure diseases and save lives. One plant is a good thing with a price but no market.

Huamanlou is a well-known flower lover. His love for flowers and plants is very pure, and he will not treat these lovely creatures differently because of the different values ​​behind them.

In Huamanlou's eyes, whether it is the priceless top-quality peony or the wildflowers that grow everywhere on the hillside, they are essentially the same.

Of course, after all, Huamanlou is not an eminent monk who has abandoned all emotions and desires. After learning about the origin of this pot of orchids, he stretched out his hand enthusiastically, caressing the leaves gently, feeling the soft and delicate touch.

Because this night was in a bad mood and had no intention of sleeping, Huamanlou had been sitting withered for half a night, and his fingers were inevitably tinged with a bit of chill. The ice made Bai Su, who was sleeping in the molan plant, tremble, and slowly woke up come over.

"Huh?" Hua Manlou opened his mouth slightly, his expression was a bit surprised, the leaves under his hands seemed to be moving...

Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

After waking up, Bai Su realized something was wrong. He didn't know the reason. His vision was extremely low, and his whole body was limp, as if suddenly shrunk. What was even more frightening was that his hands had also turned into flat sheets of paper, thin and thin. The long one is being held in the palm of a boy.

Hua Manlou shook his head, closed his eyes and felt it seriously, and the slight tremor disappeared.

"You don't like this potted flower?" After Lu Xiaofeng asked, he laughed at first, as if he had said something very stupid.

Sure enough, although Hua Manlou was still puzzled, she immediately pursed her lips and said with a smile: "No, it makes me very comfortable."

Such a night was so peaceful and comfortable that Huamanlou even forgot the fact that she would live in darkness from now on.

In the early morning of the next day, the morning sun peeked out from behind the thick clouds, casting a warm halo on the ground.

The air in the morning is clean and humid. The flowers and plants in the yard have just woken up, and there are still crystal dewdrops on their bodies.

The little servant rubbed his sleepy eyes, and habitually bowed to say hello: "Morning, Seventh Young Master..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy suddenly realized something, his eyes widened in disbelief, almost thinking that he was still in a dream, however, the scene in front of him clearly told him that the approachable, kind and gentle Seventh Young Master had returned !

He stood in the courtyard, admiring the beauty of nature like any other day before he lost his sight.

The difference is that Huamanlou used to use eyes, but now it uses the heart.

Huamanlou likes this pot of ink orchid that she got by accident very much, and puts it by the window sill in the bedroom, and will stay there for a while sooner or later.

At the beginning, Bai Su didn't know that this white jade boy was the famous Huamanlou, and all he thought about every day was to transform into a human form as soon as possible and break away from his body.

Until one day, the house was decorated with lanterns and festoons, servants shuttled back and forth, and laughter continued.

Hua Manlou was sitting on a chair, not affected by the noise outside, holding a chess book that his parents ordered someone to find, and studying it with great interest.

The material of this half of the book is slightly different. It is thicker than ordinary paper pages. The fonts and illustrations are highlighted. You can tell it with your hands. It is very suitable for people with eye problems.

The sun was just right, shining warmly on her body, Bai Su sighed comfortably in her heart, stretching the leaves lazily.

At this moment, a boy wearing a fiery red cloak jumped in. He seemed to be older than Huamanlou. A pair of eyes, round and bright, is a clever look.

"Qitong." Lu Xiaofeng sat across from Huamanlou, grinning with white teeth bared: "Today is Sange's big day, why don't you go to the front yard to rejoice?"

Hua Manlou put down the chess record and said with a smile: "I was going there, but I forgot the time when I saw it. I will go there with you after I change my clothes."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help licking his lips: "I heard that for this happy event, Uncle Hua invited Mrs. Chen San to cook the meals, and spent thousands of dollars to buy ten jars of amber spring wine?"

Hua Manlou smiled: "If I say this is a misrepresentation, will Lu Xiaofeng, who is addicted to alcohol, die of disappointment?"

Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly: "Those who know me are flowers all over the building."