Shi Ling lived in Sunshine Garden Community for two weekends. During this period, many residents of the community came to visit, either to mourn Xin Xin or to thank her. On Sunday morning, Shi Ling turned off the live broadcast, packed her things and prepared to go back to school, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. She opened the door and found a strange father and daughter. The father was dressed simply, and he looked honest and honest. His black hair was mixed with some white hair, giving him a slight sense of vicissitudes of life. The daughter beside him was wearing a white down jacket with ink bamboo branches painted on it. She was holding a basket of eggs in her hand. Her eyes were dull and unfocused, and her face had no expression. Shi Ling felt that the father looked familiar, but he forgot where he had seen him. When Li Fugui saw Shi Ling, he showed a simple and honest smile, "Classmate Shi Ling, I am Li Fugui, and I came here to thank you. These eggs are local eggs raised in my hometown. They are delicious when made into tea eggs. Please accept them. .” Li Zhining handed the basket forward. Shi Ling was used to the residents of the community who often brought her vegetables and fruits, but she really couldn't finish the food in the refrigerator, and she recited her words of rejection by heart, "Thank you, Uncle Li. I appreciate your kindness, and I will eat these local eggs." I won’t accept it anymore. I came to your community to be entrusted by others, so you can take these eggs back.” Li Fugui refused, "What's wrong with that? You helped our family twice, how could our family not show any sign of it?" Shi Ling was confused: "Twice?"
Li Fugui nodded: "Yes. Doctor Tang Mingchu said that he was able to turn the corner, thanks to you. Our Zhining is still waiting for Doctor Tang to perform eye surgery." Shi Ling glanced at Li Zhining, whose eyes were dim and dull, with a look of surprise on his face. It turns out that this is the one Su Xingwan often talks about, the talented art student senior who accidentally lost her sight. Shi Ling asked: "How is Doctor Tang recovering now?" Speaking of this, Li Fugui's eyes lit up, "I just went to see Dr. Tang last week. He has started seeing patients again, but his hand has not recovered yet and he cannot perform surgery for the time being. But he said that Dr. Song can be arranged He was there to guide me during the operation on Zhong Ning. Zhong Ning will regain his sight next month, and he can still make it in time for next year's art exam." "That's great. I wish you a speedy recovery." Shi Ling looked at Li Zhining. Li Zhining turned to Shi Ling following the voice, and his originally distracted eyes seemed to focus for a moment when they met hers. Shi Ling couldn't help but meet her eyes, as if looking into an abyss that could not be reached. these eyes... There was clearly no emotion at all, but why did it make her feel a little hurt? With just one glance, Shi Ling knew that Li Zhining's eyes probably couldn't be cured. "Thank you." Li Zhining handed her the egg basket, and Shi Ling subconsciously reached out to take it. It wasn't until Li Fugui took Li Zhining away with satisfaction and Shi Ling watched the ink-painted figure fading away that she came back to her senses. Shi Ling turned around and went back to the house to continue packing her things. When she was worrying about how to deal with the basket of free-range eggs, she suddenly discovered that there was a piece of paper under the basket. She opened the egg in confusion, pulled out the paper, unfolded it, and found that it was a painting. The painting looked like a steam train in an old movie, with artillery fire blowing up most of the carriage. There was a girl wearing a white cheongsam sitting opposite the window, with an elegant posture and a slender back. She seemed to be in the middle of the storm, but also outside the fire and water. He is incompatible with everything around him, with a kind of indifferent and compassionate divinity.