Chapter 1 Black Satin Entanglement

Eight months of inflammation.

The cacophony of cicadas, mixed with the sound of horns, reverberated through the fast-flowing streets, where the sun was scorching the taupe asphalt pavement, and the heat was surging, as if the whole street were twisted.

Under the few clumps of trees along the road, a few young people are clustered together, smoking cigarettes waiting for the traffic light.

Suddenly, a young man who is puffing seems to have found something, and his eyes fell on the corner somewhere.

"What are you looking at, Arnold?" Asked his companion beside him.

The young man named Arnold stared at the corner and spoke for a long time. "You say... how can blind people cross the road?"

My companion paused, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Generally speaking, blind people are taken care of when they go out, or guide dogs guide them. If it is in a modern city, there is also a voice broadcast of traffic lights on the roadside. If it is really impossible, maybe you can move it by the sound and guide stick?"

Arnold shook his head. "What if there is no one to take care of, no guide dog, no voice broadcast, and even a guide rod is used to carry peanut oil?"

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

The companion rolled his eyes and followed Arnold's eyes. The next moment, the whole person stayed where he was.

I saw 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, blocking all the light.

In his left hand he was carrying a cheap grocery bag full of vegetables, and in his right hand he was holding a walking stick on his shoulder, as if he were carrying a pole. At the end of the stick, a vat of yellow peanut oil was shining in the sun!

Black satin eyes, blind staff on the shoulder, left hand vegetables, right anti-oil...

This strange picture suddenly attracted the attention of a large wave of people around.

"Hey, look, that man is so strange."

"Can you see the road with so much cloth over your eyes?"

"Didn't you see the guide rod in his hand? People are blind, okay?"

"What age is this? Blind people basically wear sunglasses. Who still wraps their eyes with cloth and satin on a hot day, not afraid of covering them?"

"Yes, and have you ever seen a blind man walk without a guide stick, but carry things?"

"Young people these days are really good at playing."

"..."

Cicadas chirping in summer can't hide the whispering of pedestrians around. They look at the boy curiously, discuss whether he is really blind or false blind in a whisper, and look at the flashing red light with some expectation.

Just then, a clear voice sounded from the side of the teenager.

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

That is a little girl in school uniform, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a few drops of glistening sweat on her cheeks, a pair of black eyes are looking at teenagers with concern, pure and simple.

The teenager was slightly leng, looking sideways at the direction of the little girl, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Hmm."

He hung the bag with the vegetables on his right hand, freed his left hand to wipe sweat on the corner of his coat, and gently grasped the little girl's palm.

Pat--!

The green light comes on.

The boy took his steps and walked with the little girl to the opposite side of the road.

The little girl was very nervous, looking around to notice the cars on both sides, walking carefully and timidly.

As for the boy... he walked very steadily.

In the eyes of everyone, this scene is not like a kind-hearted girl leading a blind man across the road, but like a big brother crossing the road with children.

The road is not wide, but in more than ten seconds, the two people reached the other side of the road. The teenager said thank you to the little girl, and walked towards the remote roadway without looking back.

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

A young man behind Arnold leaned his chin in his hand, thinking deeply. Then, as if thinking of something, he suddenly realized:

"I see, he is in cos blind monk!"

A big slap slapped him neatly on the back of the head, and Arnold swore and said, "Waste, you know how to play games every day. Who is doing nothing on the road cos blind monk? Don't die?

After two seconds, Arnold muttered and added: "Besides... the blind monk's cloth covering his eyes is red, and this cos's is not like it either.

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

"Shut up."

"Oh."

Just when two people bicker, the young man who has been silent at the side is staring at the back of the young man leaving, and his eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.!"What's wrong?" Arno noticed his eyes.

"I know him."

"Know him?"

"That's right." The young man nodded. "When my cousin was still in primary school, I heard that a student in their school had an accident and had problems with his eyes. He could only wrap his eyes with black satin. It is said that there are mental problems..."

"Mental problems?" Arnold paused and carefully recalled the situation just now. "I don't think there is anything wrong."

"That was ten years ago. Maybe people have recovered, but at that time, things seemed to be very big. In a few days, the students dropped out of school. It is said that they later transferred to a special school for the blind."

At this time, another person interjected excitedly: "In other words, what accident was that? It can make people blind and have mental problems, can it not be evil?"

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

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

"It seems to be called, Lin... the Seven Nights of the Forest?"

...

In the sunset, Lin seven night opened the door.

Almost instantly, the smell of vegetables from the house penetrated into his nasal cavity. He sniffed, swallowed and walked into the house with his things.

Squeak--!

The old door screeched to hide the sound of cooking from the kitchen. A middle-aged woman pushed open the kitchen door and saw Lin Seven Nights carrying big bags. She exclaimed and hurried forward.

"Small seven, how can you carry so many things back at one time?" The woman rubbed her hands on her apron, and hurriedly helped Lin take things for seven nights, rambling and saying.

"Such a big barrel of peanut oil? You child, are you misusing the government subsidies again?"

"Aunt, the government subsidies for the disabled are used to live, and I use it to buy oil to make the best use of things." Lin smiled seven nights.

"Nonsense, this money is reserved for you to go to college. How can it be used indiscriminately? I can tell you that the money earned by my aunt's work is actually enough to support the three of us. Don't pay for it yourself."

My aunt gently wiped the oil drum with her hand, and her expression was a little painful. She whispered: "Such a big bucket of oil, or brand... It will cost a lot of money, right?"

Before Lin said something in the seventh night, my aunt suddenly reacted.

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

"Oh, I met a few kind-hearted people on the road and brought them back for me." Lin Seven Nights said calmly.

"Good, good, it seems that there are still many good people in society... Have you thanked others well?"

"Thanks." Lin changed the subject seven nights. "Aunt, where's Ah Jin?"

"He is doing his homework on the balcony... By the way, the doctor who regularly reviewed in the mental hospital this year has come and is resting in the room. You go to show someone else's doctor. Aunt will cook first and call you."

Lin seven night's pace slightly a meal, oh, turned to the bedroom.

...

"Hello, I am a doctor in Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital. My last name is Li."

The young man sitting on the small bench in the bedroom stood up and spoke gently. His face was wearing a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, which made him look gentle.

Lin seven nights some surprised eyebrow. "Didn't they all come to Dr. Han before?"

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

Lin seven nights slightly nodded, oh.

Also, Dr. Han is very old and skilled. He is not surprised to be promoted to the vice president. It is natural to change a young doctor to review himself regularly.

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

"Sorry, because I have just come here, and I don't know much about your situation. I'll simply understand it first." Dr. Li spoke with some apologies.

Lin nodded seven nights.

"The name is... Lin Qiye?"

"Right."

"Seventeen years old."

"Right."

"Well... the case says that you were blind ten years ago and sent to our hospital because of some problems?"

"Right."

Dr. Li pondered for a long time. "Did you change your name?"

"... No, why do you ask?" Lin was stunned for seven nights.

Dr. Li scratched his head in some embarrassment. "Ahem... it seems that I think too much."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the age on the medical record, and then pointed to these three words ten years ago. "Look, you were blind ten years ago. At that time, you were just seven years old, and your name happened to be Lin Qiye, so I thought you changed after you lost your sight.Lin Seven Nights was silent for a long time and shook his head. "No... I never changed my name. Before I was born, my parents gave me the name Lin Seven Nights."

"That's really quite... cough cough." In the middle of Dr. Li's words, he realized that he was not very polite and closed his mouth in time.

"Quite a coincidence." Lin seven night light mouth, "Really quite a coincidence."

Dr. Li was a little embarrassed, but he quickly changed the subject. "Well... the case doesn't seem to have detailed about the accident that caused your blindness and mental disorder. If it's convenient, can you tell me?"

Lin didn't speak for seven nights, and Dr. Li quickly added: "I didn't mean to offend. Only by knowing more about patients can I better treat them. Of course, if you don't want to say it, I won't insist."

Lin sat quietly there, under the black ribbon, his eyes seemingly watching Dr. Li.

After a long time, he spoke slowly:

"There is nothing I can't say... just, you may not believe it, and even you may arrest me back to the mental hospital."

"No, no, no, don't regard our relationship as that of doctors and patients. This is just a normal chat between friends, and it won't come to that." Dr. Li said half jokingly, "Even if you tell me that you were pulled into the alchemy furnace by the old gentleman, I will believe it."

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

"When I was a kid, I loved astronomy."

"Well, then?"

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

"What do you see? The moon rabbit?" Dr. Li laughed.

Lin seven nights shook his head, and his next sentence directly made Dr. Li's smile stiff on his face.

"No, I saw an angel." Lin Seven Nights spoke seriously, and his hands gestured in front of him.

"A fiery angel with six white wings, enveloped in golden glory."