Finally, it was two days ago that she finally finished her work and had a day off to rest.

While watching videos at home, I saw the video of Yun Qinian being injured and then I realized that.

Yun Qinian smiled slightly.

"It's much better, thank you for your concern."

She was so polite that she made the nurse feel embarrassed.

"I'll ask, but you're so seriously injured and don't recover from the hospital, why do you run out every few days?"

Yun Qinian was thinking in her heart, but she was not willing to come out herself.

Isn’t this not to find out the truth and not be able to sleep at night?

Seeing that she didn't speak, the nurse felt that she was talking too much, so she covered her mouth and smiled and said nothing.

Yun Qinian then asked, "Is Xia Guang inside?"

"He, here, probably is drawing again. If you want to see him, I will go in and ask you?"

Yun Qinian nodded.

People with mental problems are also extremely unstable.

Therefore, it is better to say hello in advance.

So the nurse went in and asked her.

Xia Guang naturally wanted to see her.

It can even be said that he has been waiting for her to come.

Yun Qinian opened the door and went in, but saw that the room was still as clean as last time.

There was still a drawing board in the window, and Xia Guang was sitting in front of the drawing board, holding a sketch pen and painting something on it.

Yun Qinian waved his hand and asked the bodyguards and Xiaoqin to go out first.

He was operating a wheelchair to Xia Guang.

The first sentence he said was: "Xia Guang, you are not sick, are you?"

Xia Guang's hand was stiff when he was painting.

After several seconds, I slowly looked up at her.

The warm autumn sun shines in from the window, covering the boy's clean face with a faint halo.

He looked at Yun Qinian quietly, and for a moment, he suddenly laughed.

"You are really like her."

Yun Qinian was stunned.

He subconsciously asked, "Who? Are your sister?"

Xia Guang did not answer.

He just looked out the window with a steady look, as if he was looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, as if he had already passed through the exhibition sky and saw a very deep and far place.

After a while, he whispered: "Do you know the meaning of being alive?"

Yun Qinian frowned.

She came over to ask Xia Guanghua about things, not about the meaning of living.

Xia Guang ignored her and said to himself: "Ever since I was born, everyone told me that I was born with a mission."

"This mission is to protect a great man and accomplish a great feat."

"I don't know what that feat is, I don't even know who the person I'm guarding is."

"But they told me again and again that I must do this, I must do this, and if I don't do this, I will die."

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Yun Qinian, with an inexplicable compassion in his eyes.

"Do you know what death feels like?"

Yun Qinian's eyes were very cold.

The taste of death?

Others may not have tasted it, but she knows it clearly.

The feeling of being utterly stuck in the throat and being taken away by the demon, there was only darkness in front of me, and I could not see anything or think of anything.

Just like...

hell.

But she said nothing, just said coldly: "What are you doing when you tell me this?"

Xia Guang smiled slightly.

At this time, he was not like a person suffering from autism at all. Instead, he had a strange and intelligent light flashing in his eyes.

"Because, I can see that you are the one who has died once."
Chapter completed!