Chapter 1 Black satin twined eyes

It's hot August.

Didi didi——!

The piercing chirping of cicadas mixed with the whistling of whistles echoed in the busy streets. The scorching sun burned the gray-brown asphalt pavement, and the heat surged, and the entire street seemed to be twisted.

Under the shade of the few trees on the roadside, several young people were clustered together, smoking cigarettes and waiting for the traffic light.

Suddenly, a young man who was puffing away smoke seemed to have discovered something. He let out a light sigh and his eyes fell somewhere on the corner of the street.

"Arnold, what are you looking at?" his companion asked.

The young man named Arnold stared blankly at the corner of the street, and then said after a long while, "You said...how does a blind man cross the road?"

The companion was stunned, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly said: "Generally speaking, blind people are supervised when they go out, or guided by a guide dog. If you are in a modern city, there are also voice announcements of traffic lights on the side of the road. If that doesn't work, maybe you can move over little by little with the help of your voice and the guide stick?"

Arnold shook his head, "What if there is no one to look after me, no guide dog, no voice broadcast, and even the guide stick is used to carry peanut oil?"

"...Do you think you are very humorous?"

The companion rolled his eyes, followed Arnold's gaze, and for the next moment, he froze in place.

At the opposite corner of the road, a young man wearing black short-sleeves was standing there, with thick circles of black satin wrapped around his eyes, tightly blocking all light.

His left hand is carrying a cheap shopping bag full of vegetables, and his right hand is holding the guide stick on his shoulder as if he is carrying a shoulder pole. At the end of the guide stick, a large bucket of yellow peanut oil is shining in the sun. !

The black satin wraps around the eyes, the blind stick is on the shoulder, the vegetable in the left hand, the oil in the right hand...

This incredible scene immediately attracted the attention of a large number of people around him.

"Hey, look, that person is so weird."

"With so much cloth covering your eyes, can you see the road?"

"Didn't you see the guide stick in his hand? He is blind, to begin with, right?"

"What age is this? Almost all blind people wear sunglasses. Who would wrap their eyes with cloth on a hot day? Aren't they afraid of covering their eyes?"

"Yes, and have you ever seen a blind person who doesn't use a guide stick to walk, but uses it to carry things?"

"Young people today are good at playing."

"..."

The chirping of cicadas in the summer could not cover up the whispers of the passers-by around him. They looked at the boy curiously, discussing in low voices whether he was really blind or falsely blind, and at the same time looked at the flashing red light with some anticipation.

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded from beside the young man.

"Brother, can I help you cross the road?"

It was a little girl in school uniform, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a few crystal beads of sweat on her cheeks, and a pair of big black eyes looking at the boy worriedly, pure and simple.

The boy was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look in the direction of the little girl, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Um."

He hung the bag carrying vegetables in his right hand, freed his left hand to wipe the sweat on the corner of his clothes, and gently held the little girl's hand.

Snap—!

The green light comes on.

The boy took steps forward and walked towards the other side of the road with the little girl.

The little girl was very nervous, looking left and right at the vehicles on both sides, and her steps were cautious and timid.

As for the young man...he walked very steadily.

In the eyes of everyone, this scene does not look like a kind-hearted girl leading a blind man across the road, but like a big brother leading a child across the road.

The road was not wide, but within ten seconds, the two of them reached the other side of the road. The boy said thank you to the little girl and walked towards the remote alley without looking back.

"He is not blind." Arnold said firmly when he saw this scene, "He must be able to see."

A young man behind Arnold held his chin with one hand, thinking deeply. Then he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized:

"I understand, he is cosplaying the blind monk!"

Snapped--!

A big slap hit him on the back of the head cleanly, and Arnold cursed and said: "You trash, you know how to play games every day, who is cosplaying as a blind monk on the road with nothing to do? Do you want to die?"

After a pause for two seconds, Arnold muttered and added: "Besides... the cloth covering the blind monk's eyes is red, and it doesn't look like this cosplay."

"Arnold, you still said that I..."

"Shut up."

"Oh."

While the two were bickering, the young man who had been silently watching the young man's leaving figure frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Arnold noticed his gaze.

"I know him."

"Know him?"

"That's right." The young man nodded, "When my cousin was still in elementary school, I heard that a student in their school had an accident and had eye problems. He could only use black satin to wrap his eyes. It is said that there were also Mental issues..."

"Mental problem?" Arnold was stunned and carefully thought about the situation just now, "I don't think there is anything wrong."

"That was all ten years ago. Maybe he has recovered, but things seemed to be quite serious at that time. The student dropped out of school within a few days, and it is said that he was later transferred to a special school for the blind."

At this moment, another person interjected excitedly: "By the way, what kind of accident was that? It can cause people to go blind and have mental problems. Could it be because of an evil accident?"

"I don't know." He paused, "But...I heard it was something even more outrageous than that."

"He's a miserable man." Arnold sighed, "What's his name?"

"It seems to be called Lin...Lin...Lin Qiye?"

…

In the sunset, Lin Qiye opened the door.

Almost instantly, the aroma of vegetables from inside the house penetrated his nose. He sniffed, swallowed, and walked into the house carrying his things.

Squeak——!

The old door made a piercing scream, covering up the sound of cooking from the kitchen. A middle-aged woman opened the kitchen door and saw Lin Qiye carrying large and small bags. She exclaimed and hurriedly walked in. forward.

"Xiao Qi, why did you bring so many things back again?" The woman rubbed her hands on her apron, hurriedly helped Lin Qiye take the things, and said nonchalantly.

"Such a big bucket of peanut oil? You kid, are you misusing government subsidies again?"

"Auntie, the government subsidies for disabled people are used for living. I use it to buy oil to make the best use of it." Lin Qiye said with a smile.

"Nonsense, this money is reserved for you to go to college. How can you use it arbitrarily? Let me tell you, the money my aunt earns from working is actually enough to support the three of us. Don't spend it arbitrarily."

My aunt gently wiped the oil drum carefully with her hands, her expression a little heartbroken, and whispered: "Such a big drum of oil, it's a brand name... it will cost a lot of money, right?"

Before Lin Qiye could say anything, her aunt suddenly reacted.

"No...how did you bring so many things back?"

"Oh, I met some kind people on the way and brought them back for me." Lin Qiye said calmly.

"Okay, okay, it seems there are still many good people in society... Have you thanked them properly?"

"Thank you." Lin Qiye changed the subject, "Aunt, where is Ajin?"

"He is doing homework on the balcony... By the way, the doctor from the mental hospital for routine review this year is here. He is resting in the room. You go and see the doctor. Auntie will cook first and I will call you. "

Lin Qiye paused for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom with a sigh.

…

"Hello, I am a doctor at Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital. My surname is Li."

Seeing Lin Qiye pushing open the door and entering, the young man sitting on the small bench in the bedroom stood up and spoke gently. He wore a pair of big black-rimmed glasses on his face and looked gentle.

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Didn't Dr. Han always come here before?"

"Dr. Han was promoted to vice president last year." Dr. Li smiled, with a little envy in his eyes.

Lin Qiye nodded slightly and said oh.

Also, Dr. Han is quite old and has superb medical skills. He was not surprised to be promoted to vice president. It is natural for him to have a young doctor to review him regularly.

Seeing Lin Qiye sitting down, Dr. Li cleared his throat and took out a stack of case files from his bag.

"I'm sorry because I just came here and don't know much about your situation. Let me briefly understand you first." Dr. Li said apologetically.

Lin Qiye nodded.

"Your name is...Lin Qiye?"

"right."

"I am seventeen years old this year."

"right."

"Well... the medical record says that you lost your sight ten years ago and were sent to our hospital because of some problems?"

"right."

Dr. Li pondered for a long time, "Have you changed your name?"

"...No, why do you ask that?" Lin Qiye was stunned.

Dr. Li scratched his head in embarrassment, "Ahem...it seems I'm overthinking."

He stretched out his hand, pointed to the age on the medical record, and then pointed to the three words ten years ago, "Look, you lost your sight ten years ago. You were seven years old at that time, and your name happened to be Lin Qiye, so I thought you changed your name after losing your sight..."

Lin Qiye was silent for a long time, shook his head, and said: "No... I have never changed my name. Before I was born, my parents decided on the name Lin Qiye for me."

"That's really...ahem." Halfway through his words, Dr. Li realized it was not polite and closed his mouth in time.

"It's quite a coincidence." Lin Qiye said lightly, "It's indeed a coincidence."

Dr. Li was a little embarrassed, but he quickly changed the subject, "Well... the case does not seem to detail the accident that caused your blindness and mental disorder. If it is convenient, can you tell me about it?"

Before Lin Qiye spoke, Dr. Li quickly added: "I don't mean to offend. Only by understanding the patients better can we treat them better. Of course, if you don't want to talk, I won't force you."

Lin Qiye sat there quietly. Under the black ribbon, those eyes seemed to be staring at Dr. Li.

After a while, he slowly spoke:

"There's nothing I can't say...but you may not believe it, and you might even take me back to a mental hospital."

"No, no, no, don't think of our relationship as that between a doctor and a patient. This is just a normal chat between friends, and it won't reach that point." Dr. Li said half-jokingly, "Even if you tell me that you are being Even if Taishang Laojun was dragged into the alchemy furnace, I would believe it."

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

"As a child, I loved astronomy."

"Well, what then?"

"That night, I lay on the eaves of my hometown house and watched the moon."

"What did you see? A moon rabbit?" Dr. Li smiled.

Lin Qiye shook his head. His next words made Dr. Li's smile freeze on his face.

"No, I saw an angel." Lin Qiye said seriously, gesturing with his hands in front of him.

"A seraph shrouded in golden light and with six white wings."