Chapter 170 If Line: Chi Heng Chapter 3
Linda privately contacted William, hoping that he would show leniency and give Mingyue another chance.
But William shook his brown beard and said menacingly:
"I made an exception for you and let her stay at the manor. She can enjoy it for another week..."
"I was away for a while, and she made her own decision. She actually dared to give the young master something spicy she cooked..."
"Next time, I might secretly give the young master something to eat..."
"They disobeyed discipline and violated employee rules. If they were left begging on the street, they would be kicked out!"
William strode away, and Linda sighed and left too.
She secretly thought that the young master's appetite yesterday was the best in the past few months.
After all, on weekdays I just eat a few pieces of meat, drink a small bowl of soup, take a few bites of bread and then leave the restaurant.
Yesterday, I ate a large piece of bread like an ordinary kid with the cheapest chili sauce made by Mingyue.
Later, within an hour, he asked someone to deliver milk three times, which showed that his appetite had been whetted.
Linda can only go back and discuss with Mingyue and ask the child what his plans are.
She was willing to sponsor Mingyue some money until she could survive well.
Poor child, she is only fourteen years old!
——
When Mingyue learned that Linda had gone to William to plead for mercy again, she was moved and hugged her aunt.
"Linda~ Thank you, don't worry, I won't be driven away."
"Isn't there still a week left? I can find a way to get the young master to keep me here."
The woman looked at Mingyue with pity:
"The young master won't care about such things. Don't bother him or he'll be unhappy."
"If you can't stay for a week, you'll have to leave tonight."
Linda looked at the thin girl with dark, bright eyes and sighed:
"I'll take a break in a couple of days and go to the bank to withdraw 5,000 yuan for your rent."
"You should be able to find a job that allows you to survive in half a year."
Mingyue was very touched, but still refused and said firmly:
"No, Linda, I'm going to give it a try."
"I want to take care of the young master, and I also want to live in this manor until I turn 18 and go to college. I don't want to leave you, my relative..."
Linda couldn't persuade Mingyue, and it was useless to scold her angrily.
She didn't know why the child, who had always been sweet and well-behaved, suddenly developed a rebellious mentality.
Yesterday, he took the initiative to feed the young master something so spicy, and now he's running away again.
If it weren't for the fact that the girl had no extra thoughts in her eyes and simply wanted to survive here.
Linda began to wonder if Mingyue had been led astray by those girls?
Do you also want to seduce an underage young man into falling in love?
3 p.m.
The sunlight slanted through the stained glass, casting colorful spots of light on the carpet in the castle study.
The first floor that belongs exclusively to Chi Heng is sunny and covered with lush vines.
The young boy sometimes plays the piano or cello in the music room, and the songs he plays are all dark in style.
Sometimes I would read in the study, leaning against the huge floor-to-ceiling bookcase, for the entire morning.
Dust slowly floated and sank in the beam of light, like an endless golden drizzle.
This morning, Chi Heng sat in a high-backed oak chair, his fingertips stroking the raised dots of Braille.
During the year he was blind at the institute, he had learned to "see" things using Braille.
Because his body was injected with many drugs, his other senses became extremely sharp.
At all times, even when sleeping, they remain as alert as wild beasts.
"Knock--knock---"
There was a regular knock on the door.
Chi Heng frowned and said "Come in" unhappily.
They are either here to remind you to take medicine or to check routine data such as blood pressure.
So annoying.
The study door was gently pushed open, and Mingyue, wearing a uniform white maid outfit, slowed down her pace.
She heard the subtle rustle of pages turning, smelled the faint musty smell of ancient parchment, and the scent of cedar wafting in from the window.
"Master, you were irritated by spicy food yesterday, so today I made you a cup of passion fruit lemonade."
Her voice was soft and naturally sweet, like a feather falling on velvet.
Chi Heng looked up when he heard this.
It was her again, the maid who was so bold as to try to get close to him and find another way.
Mingyue walked over and placed the cup neatly on the table next to him.
However, at the moment she leaned over, a beam of sunlight passed through the gap in her hair.
A miracle happened.
The floating dust particles suddenly became clear, each one dancing in the light.
Then, like thick fog dissipating, Chi Heng first saw a hand holding a cup, with slender fingers and neatly trimmed nails.
Next came the light blue lace apron and the snow-white skirt, which swayed slightly with the movements.
His heart trembled and he raised his head involuntarily.
At this moment, the sun shines on Mingyue's profile. He sees her---
Really and clearly saw it.
The girl had long black hair, which was tied loosely behind her head, with a few strands hanging down on her cheeks.
Her eyes looked at him, a mysterious and restrained black, and her long eyelashes cast a tiny shadow under her eyes.
The sunlight cast a golden edge on her palm-sized face, making even the fine hairs clearly visible.
This was the first time in six months that Chi Heng saw someone's appearance clearly.
Mingyue was startled by his direct gaze, and worried that she would irritate this brat again, so she lowered her posture and said:
"Master, this is a special blend I made. Please try it and see if it helps your taste buds."
Added the filtered juice from three lemons and three passion fruits.
Normally, no one dares to give this kind of thing to the young master to drink.
Every glass of juice he drinks is always at the perfect temperature, nutritionally balanced, sweet to the point, and has a delicate taste...
But Mingyue didn't care. As long as it could stimulate his sense of taste and smell, she would give him lemon as water to drink.
Chi Heng blinked, as if afraid that the scene would suddenly disappear.
From the beginning there was endless darkness and nothingness.
For the past six months, the world has been a blur of light and shadow, and everyone's face is shrouded in thick fog.
But now, the fog has cleared.
Chi Heng looked at Mingyue seriously again.
Make sure you see the maid in front of you very clearly, including her expectant expression.
There was still no expression on the boy's face, as if this was just a trivial matter.
He picked up the glass of passion fruit lemonade and smelled it, but still could not smell anything.
Then he took a sip—
Chi Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly a sour feeling welled up in his mouth.
Yes, sour, he felt the faint sour taste again.
I also seemed to smell the fresh fruity fragrance in my nose.
It was very faint, but he was keen enough to catch the slightest change.
The sourness is so real, just like the eyes that can see clearly at this moment.
The sunlight moved slowly, illuminating the entire study.
Chi Heng saw the gold-embossed book titles on the bookshelf, the azure sky with white clouds outside the window, and the girl in front of him smiling with her eyebrows curved.
Her tone was clearly filled with joy: "Can you taste a little sourness?"
Chi Heng's world regained shape and color.
The first thing that came into his clear vision was her image standing in the sunlight and dust.
Mingyue stood there, forgetting to leave for a moment, and continued to ask him excitedly.
She looked into the boy's emerald green eyes--
It was no longer empty, but her reflection was clearly reflected in it.
At this moment, the only sound in the silent study was the sound of flowing sunlight.
After a moment, Chi Heng closed the Braille book and stared at Mingyue:
"I'm not going downstairs for dinner. You can prepare it and serve it up. It doesn't matter what flavor you prefer."
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