Chapter 922 Go go go, let's go!
Bai Songzhe had already arrived at the First Municipal Hospital. After Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia finished their meal, they returned to their respective homes to change their clothes before setting off again.
In the back seat, Lu Yuanqiu glanced to the side, and Bai Qingxia reached out to press down the hem of her skirt above her knees, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing: "Don't even think about it."
"What am I thinking? I'm not blind, can't I even see?" Lu Yuanqiu scoffed.
Bai Qingxia smiled without showing her teeth and did not respond.
For the two of them, the weather in June was indeed the most comfortable to wear short sleeves, shorts, and skirts.
"Look at her outfit!" Taking advantage of Bai Qingxia's inattention, Lu Yuanqiu immediately lifted her skirt to take a look. It was black! Wait a minute, that looks like leggings.
"I knew it!"
"You're even wary of your husband?!"
The Rolls-Royce sped off with a whoosh, and Bai Qingxia, sitting in the back seat, stood up and started punching Lu Yuanqiu repeatedly.
Upon arriving at the hospital's private ward, Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia leaned forward at the door, peering inside. Bai Songzhe and Zhang Ru, who were by the bedside, immediately waved to them.
Two years have passed, and Bai Songzhe has more gray hairs on his head, while Zhang Ru looks younger and younger. At over thirty years old, she looks like a girl in her twenties, and her temperament is much better than before. Lu Yuanqiu wonders if Bai Songzhe feels guilty when he comes home and sees his wife like this... Judging from Bai Songzhe's personality, he probably definitely does.
A doctor in a white coat was standing by the hospital bed, while a little girl who looked to be about ten years old was sitting on the bed.
The little girl is Ranran, now called Bai Ran.
Her eyes were wrapped tightly in white bandages; today was the day the bandages would be removed after her surgery.
"Should we close the curtains?" Lu Yuanqiu asked the doctor. The doctor nodded to him: "No need to close them completely, just avoid direct sunlight."
Lu Yuanqiu pulled the curtains closed and turned back to watch the light on the side of the hospital bed gradually dim.
"I'm scared..." Ranran's chest heaved, and she reached out to touch the side.
"Don't be afraid, Ranran, your sister and brother are here too." Zhang Ru grabbed her daughter's hand and bent down with Bai Songzhe to comfort her.
"I can smell my sister's fragrance," Ranran said, reaching out to touch something in one direction.
Bai Qingxia took her hand and encouraged her with a smile: "Ranran, keep going!"
"Can't you smell your brother?" Lu Yuanqiu walked over with a sour tone.
Ranran turned her head to face one direction and explained, "My brother likes to talk more, so I like to use the sound of his voice to tell if he's there. My sister doesn't like to talk, but she smells very nice, so I like to use the smell of her to tell if she's there."
Ranran's language is so fluent now. Lu Yuanqiu still remembers that she used to be a little girl who only liked to repeat what adults said.
The doctor reassured you, "Don't be afraid, just open your eyes normally. Just like before, what you see may not be very clear at first, but you'll get used to it gradually."
Bai Qingxia smiled and turned her gaze away from the doctor, raising her hand to pat her younger sister's head: "Ranran will soon be able to see all the colors you've been looking forward to. What color are you most curious about?"
Ranran said, "I'm most curious about... what Daddy, Mommy, Brother, and Sister look like."
This answer touched the doctor's expression, not to mention the others in the room. Zhang Ru smiled with warm eyes, but then couldn't help but cover her mouth and cry. Bai Songzhe put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her.
The doctor stepped forward and loosened the bandages on the little girl's head, wrapping them around and letting them fall loose. Ten-year-old Ranran had already grown into a beautiful young woman, her features resembling Zhang Ru's, with a touch of baby fat on her face. She kept her eyes closed, too afraid to open them. The doctor comforted her, saying, "Just open your eyes slowly, slowly..."
In fact, she had already sensed the difference. Before, there was only emptiness in front of her, but now she could feel it, though she didn't know that feeling was called "black".
Her eyelids slowly opened, and a ray of light seemed to meander into her world, carrying a melodious sound.
Several blurry shadows were on either side. The direction from which the fragrance was coming gradually became clearer. Ranran's eyes widened a little, her eyelids blinked, and she reached out to touch Bai Qingxia. Bai Qingxia immediately brought her face closer, and Ranran's little hand gently rested on Bai Qingxia's face. She had touched her sister's cheek many times, but this was the only time that the sense of touch was transmitted to her vision.
Ranran's eyes brightened, and she seemed to be smiling, but Bai Qingxia's nose started to sting.
"slowly!"
Lu Yuanqiu called out, and Ranran looked at him. Lu Yuanqiu also brought his cheek closer, and Ranran continued to touch his features. The sense of touch in her mind was gradually connecting with the visual sensation at this moment.
She then looked at her father and mother on the other side. Zhang Ru burst into tears, her raised hands trembling. Her poor daughter finally learned the answer to the question she had asked the most: "Mom, what do you look like?"
But after learning the answer, the little girl didn't say a word, as if she had forgotten to. All her attention was focused on observing. She looked at her crying mother, her relieved father, and her smiling older siblings. Then she looked around the room, and finally, she looked at the gap in the curtains that revealed a hint of "sparkle" and was fluttering in the wind...
Beyond that, there seems to be an even more magnificent and colorful world.
In the void, Ranran was always curious about what the teacher meant by the word "colorful".
Now, she is about to have her answer.
...
That evening.
Lu Yuanqiu: Wife, can you open the door for me in the middle of the night?
Bai Qingxia: No.
Request failed.
In the middle of the night, Lu Yuanqiu still went downstairs to check, and sure enough, the door was closed. Damn it! In the end, he could only greet the security camera at the door.
In the ten days leading up to Zhucheng, there was only one weekend. Lu Yuanqiu chose this Sunday and arranged to meet Liu Wangchun and the others at the Big Ben Milk Tea Shop near the entrance of No. 7 Middle School.
Bai Qingxia, carrying a bag and wearing a white dress, came downstairs. At the entrance of the building, she slowed down and saw Lu Yuanqiu standing there carefully wiping the bicycle seat with a tissue.
"Oh, you're down. This car must be about eight years old, and it's still not rusty." Lu Yuanqiu patted the seat after speaking, then looked up at her and said, "Please, my dear wife."
Bai Qingxia approached with a smile, and a flood of memories rushed into her mind.
The first time I sat in it was six years ago.
Lu Yuanqiu pouted, and she tiptoed forward to kiss him. Then she walked to the back, tiptoed, and sat sideways on the seat, putting her arm around Lu Yuanqiu's waist.
"Go go go, let's go!"
Lu Yuanqiu stepped on the pedal, and before he could even laugh twice, and Bai Qingxia's skirt had just started to flutter, a strange sound suddenly came from the bike. Lu Yuanqiu looked down and saw that the chain had broken.
"Wait a minute, I knew that after so many years, the car would have some problems."
"It's okay, there's no rush."
"Go go go, let's set off again!"
After securing the chain with a tree branch, Lu Yuanqiu rode his bike out of the residential area, and Bai Qingxia's white dress finally began to float steadily in the air.
(End of this chapter)
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