peared in Zuoqing's eyes, "not only to kill Bailixin in front of me, but now I'm going to hunt down the assassin, and you want to stop me" Do you really think my boss is a show Do you believe that you...it is hot in August.

Didi--!

the shrill sound of cicadas mixed with the sound of sirens echoed in the fast-flowing streets, the scorching sun scorched the grayish-brown asphalt pavement, the heat surged, and the whole street seemed to be distorted.

in the shade of a few trees by the side of the road, several young people are clustered together, smoking and waiting for the traffic lights.

suddenly, a young man who was puffing smoke seemed to have found something. He gave a light cry and his eyes fell somewhere on the street corner.

"Arnold, what are you watching" Asked the companion beside him.

the young man named Arnold stared blankly at the street corner and said for a while, "you said..." How do blind people cross the road "

my companion was stupefied, hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "generally speaking, blind people are taken care of when they go out, or guide dogs guide them. If in modern cities, there is also a voice broadcast of traffic lights on the side of the road. If you really can't, you may be able to move over little by little by sound and guide staff."

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

". You think you're funny "

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

on the opposite corner of the road, a teenager in black short sleeves was standing there, with thick circles of black satin wrapped around his eyes, blocking all the light.

he is carrying a cheap shopping bag full of vegetables in his left hand and a guide stick on his shoulder in his right hand, as if carrying a pole, while at the end of the guide stick, a vat of yellow peanut oil is shining in the sun!

Black satin lingering, blind stick on shoulder, left hand vegetable, right hand oil resistant.

this bizarre picture immediately attracted the attention of a large group of people around.

"Oh, you see, that guy is so weird."

"can you see the way with so much cloth over your eyes"

"Don't you see the guide stick in his hand he's already blind, all right"

"what is the age blind people basically wear sunglasses. Who still wraps his eyes with satin in a hot day, aren't they afraid to cover up"

"Yes, and have you ever seen a blind person who walks without a guide stick and instead uses it to carry things"

"Young people nowadays really know how to play."

"."

the sound of summer cicadas could not hide the whispers of pedestrians around them. They looked at the teenager curiously, whispering about whether he was really blind or false blind, while looking forward to the flashing red lights.

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

"Brother, shall I help you cross the street"

that is a little girl in school uniform, about 12 or 13 years old, with a few crystal beads of sweat on her cheek, a pair of big black eyes looking at the teenager anxiously, pure and simple.

the teenager was stupefied, looked sideways toward the little girl, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"mm-hmm."

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

Pat--!

the green light is on.

the teenager stepped forward and walked with the little girl to the opposite side of the road.

the little girl was very nervous, looking left and right and watching the cars on both sides, walking carefully and timidly.

as for the teenager. He walks steadily.

in people's eyes, this scene is not like a kind girl leading a blind person to cross the road, but rather like a big brother leading a child to cross the road.

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

"he is not blind." Arnold saw this and said firmly, "he must be able to see it."

A young man behind Arnold held his chin in one hand, thought thoughtfully, and then suddenly realized:

"I understand, he is a blind monk in cos!"

Pop--!

A big slap slapped him neatly on the back of the head. Arnold cursed and said, "waste, I know how to play games day by day. Who is so idle to do cos blind monk on the road" Don't you want to die "

paused for two seconds, and Arnold murmured and added: "again." The cloth used by blind monks to cover their eyes is red, and this cos cloth is not like it. "

"Arnold, you also said that I."

"shut up."

"Oh."

while the two were quarrelling, the young man who had been silent watched the figure of the teenager leaving, frowning slightly.

"what's wrong" Arnold noticed his eyes.

"I know him."

"know him"

"that's right." The young man nodded. "when my cousin was in primary school, he heard that a student in their school had an accident. There was something wrong with his eyes. He could only wrap his eyes with black satin. It was said that he had mental problems."

"Mental problems" Arnold was stupefied and recalled the situation carefully. "I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

"that was ten years ago. Maybe he had recovered, but at that time, things seemed to be very serious. Within a few days, the student dropped out of school. It is said that he later transferred to a special school for the blind."

just then, another person chimed in excitedly: "what kind of accident was that, anyway" It's not evil that it can make people blind and have mental problems, is it "

"I don't know." He paused, "but. I hear it's a more outrageous thing than that. "

"is a wretched man." Arnold sighed. "what's his name"

"seems to be called, Lin. Lin. Lin Qi Night "

.

in the sunset, Lin Qiyue pushed the door open.

almost instantly, the smell of vegetables from the house crept into his nasal passage. he sniffed, swallowed spittle, and walked into the house with things.

squeak!

the shrill scream of the old door masked the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen. A middle-aged woman pushed open the kitchen door and saw Lin Qinight carrying large bags and small bags. With a cry of surprise, she hurried forward.

"Xiao Qi, why are you carrying so many things back at one time" The woman rubbed her hands on the apron and hurriedly picked up something for Lin Qi Ye, garrulous.

"such a big bucket of peanut oil Are you misusing government subsidies again, child "

"Auntie, the subsidy given by the government to the disabled is for living, and I use it to buy oil to make the best use of it." Lin Qinight laughed.

"nonsense, this money is reserved for you to go to college, how can you misuse it I can tell you, my aunt's working money is actually enough to support the three of us, so don't spend it yourself."

Auntie gently rubbed it on the oil barrel with her hand, expressing some heartache and whispering: "such a big barrel of oil is still a brand." It will cost a lot of money, won't it "

before Lin Qiyi had anything to say, my aunt suddenly reacted.

"No. How did you bring back so many things "orld. "Wang Mian's voice is very weak, and he speaks very slowly, but for some reason, there is a feeling of killing between the words.King Noodle!hearing this familiar voice, there is an unprecedente...