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- The servants in the old house are very familiar with Ruan Qi and know that she is the future mistress of the Xi family. Therefore, Ruan Qi's arrival was not hindered by anything and was as casual as returning home.
Ruan Qi just didn't want to attract everyone's attention. She greeted the servants in the lobby on the first floor in a low-key manner, and then went to the third floor quietly.
Xi Jiu¡¯s bedroom is on the third floor.
Ruan Qi opened the door to his bedroom, recalled the sketch book he saw in this room last time, and walked straight to the bookshelf leaning against the wall.
She opened the middle drawer of the bookshelf. There were several books and a box of colored pencils for drawing in the drawer. Ruan Qi opened them, and underneath the books and colored pencils was the sketchbook she had seen before!
Xi Jiu once said that this sketchbook was something he used to entertain himself in his spare time, and it contained all his works.
Ruan Qi happened to open this book in this bedroom last time, but before she could see the paintings inside clearly, she was interrupted by Duan Wei. She only briefly saw a little girl drawn on the first page of the sketchbook, which seemed to be her when she was a child.
At that time, Ruan Qi was still wondering why Xi Jiu knew what she looked like when she was a child. Thinking about it now, she was so stupid that she could ignore such obvious clues.
Ruan Qi took out the sketchbook from the drawer.
She looked at the yellowed cover of the book, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.
Then he gently opened the cover with trembling fingers.
The first page that catches the eye is a line of words written with a sketch pen¡ª¡ª
¡¾Where are you? ¡¿
Three simple words, one stroke at a time, look particularly lonely on a huge piece of paper.
Ruan Qi¡¯s eye circles suddenly turned red.
She lightly brushed the three words with her cold fingertips, paused for a moment, and opened the second page.
¡ª¡ªA little girl sketching with pencil appears on the paper.
Curved peach blossom eyes, cute sunflower hairband, white dress, and the unique tear mole in the corner of the eye.
No one knows this girl better than Ruan Qi.
That¡¯s her when she was nine years old!
Ruan Qi¡¯s tears instantly blurred her vision.
Because of the age, the drawing paper in the sketchbook has turned yellow, and the pencil lines used for drawing have also faded a little. But even so, the little girl in the painting is still lifelike, with her movements, eyes, and smiles full of aura.
Such a vivid painting can only be painted by someone with countless strong emotions and thoughts.
Tears fell on the sketchbook one by one.
Ruan Qi turned the drawing paper back.
It¡¯s her, it¡¯s all her, all the pictures in the book are hers.
She wears a sunflower hairband, she holds a lollipop and calls Brother Bingshan with a smile, she sits in the small courtyard of the fishing village and tells stories to Brother Bingshan Page after page, picture after picture, Xi Jiu used countless thoughts to outline all the days they lived in the small fishing village.
Ruan Qi could no longer bear it, squatted down, hugged her sketchbook and cried silently.
She was immersed in endless sadness and distress, and did not hear the rapid footsteps outside the bedroom at all.
The footsteps are getting closer and closer, hurried and messy, and the rhythmless steps can tell how anxious the walkers are.
The next second, the bedroom door was suddenly opened.
"Baby!"
Xi Jiu saw Ruan Qi squatting in front of the bookshelf, her heart seemed to be pinched, and her face changed in pain.
He didn¡¯t bother to close the door tightly, flicked the door panel and walked quickly to Ruan Qi.
Looking at the little girl squatting on the ground and huddled up, Xi Jiu felt very distressed. He knelt down, raised his hands, and carefully took her into his arms.
¡°Baby, what¡¯s wrong?¡±
Ruan Qi couldn¡¯t stop crying.
She felt extremely sorry for Xi Jiu who had been waiting alone for ten years. When she saw him right in front of her, she couldn't help it anymore and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.
Because of this action, the sketchbook in Ruan Qi's arms fell to the ground with a clatter.
Xi Jiu looked over subconsciously, and when she saw the book on the ground, her expression suddenly changed.
"Baby¡¡"
"I saw the drawings in the sketchbook!" Ruan Qi interrupted him with tears, "You are Brother Bingshan, right? You once lay in a hospital bed as a vegetative state for two years to protect me from being unconscious. Jiu Jiu, I know everything! I know everything!"
The little girl cried louder and louder, and her crying voice became hoarse.
Xi JiulaiHe didn't have time to think about how she knew, and all he could think about was his love and concern for the little girl.
He hugged her tightly: "Baby, when did you know? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you dizzy? Do you feel scared?"
This memory of Brother Bingshan involves Ruan Qi being arrested and taken to Xiaoyaozhuang. Xi Jiu was worried that her spirit would be stimulated, so she kept asking nervously.
Ruan Qi felt the man's concern for her and couldn't help crying even harder.
"Why do you only care about me and not yourself? You were drowned in the river back then. Jiujiu, do you feel any pain? Let me look at your head."
Ruan Qi cried and touched the back of Xi Jiu's head.
In order to protect Ruan Qi, Xi Jiu pinned her down. In order to snatch Ruan Qi away, the people from Xiaoyaozhuang inhumanely hit Xi Jiu on the back of the head seven or eight times with rocks.
They hit it so hard, it must have left scars.
Ruan Qi touched the back of Xi Jiu's head, and then felt a long scar near his neck.
The scar extends from the top of the neck to near the right ear. Fortunately, Xi Jiu's thick hair was able to cover up such a long scar.
Ruan Qi touched the scar, and tears overflowed from her red and swollen eyes.
Xi Jiu doesn¡¯t have a scarred constitution. This scar has been there for ten years, and the scar has actually recovered to some extent.
But as Ruan Qi touched the shallow marks, what she thought of was how much pain Xi Jiu must have felt when she was hit on the head.
She asked with a trembling voice: "Jiujiu, were you in pain at that time?"
"It's okay." Xi Jiu pulled her hand off the back of his head and kissed her fingertips gently. "At that time, I was only focused on saving you and didn't feel any pain. Later, they threw me into the river and I fell into coma. When I woke up again, it was already two years later. I was unconscious for those two years, so I didn¡¯t suffer much."
What Xi Jiu said can be regarded as the truth.
He did fall into a coma soon after he was sunk into the river. When he was found and sent to the hospital, he suffered from double lung infection and severe head injuries, and he was completely unconscious.
It¡¯s just that he didn¡¯t know everything during the two years he was in a vegetative state. He could hear sounds from the outside world, and he could feel the injections the doctor gave him. Not only that, his brain can also think when he is in a vegetative state, just like the living dead.
The two years when I could think but couldn¡¯t move were actually very difficult. He was worried about Ruan Qi and Mr. Xi. He wanted to try hard to wake up, but his eyelids were as heavy as a stone and he couldn't open them.
Xi Jiu worked hard for two full years before she opened her eyes again.
Today Ruan Xiaoqi cried for three chapters.
Continue tomorrow.
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