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**The Scorching August.**
*Beep—beep—beep—!*
The shrill drone of cicadas mixed with the incessant honking of car horns echoed down the bustling street. The blazing sun scorched the grayish-brown asphalt, waves of heat rising, making the entire street seem to shimmer and distort.
Under the sparse patches of shade offered by a few roadside trees, a group of young men huddled together, cigarettes dangling from their lips as they waited for the traffic light.
Suddenly, one of them, puffing away, seemed to spot something. He let out a soft, surprised sound, his gaze fixed on a spot at the street corner. "Anuo, what are you looking at?" a companion beside him asked.
The young man named Anuo stared blankly at the corner for a long moment before finally speaking. "Hey... how do blind people cross the street?"
His companion was taken aback. After a moment's hesitation, he slowly replied, "Well... generally, blind people have someone with them, or a guide dog. In more modern cities, traffic lights might have voice announcements. If all else fails... maybe they inch across bit by bit, using sound and their cane?"
Anuo shook his head. "But what if there's no one with them, no guide dog, no voice announcement... and they've even used their white cane to carry a jug of peanut oil?"
"...You think you're funny?" His companion rolled his eyes, then followed Anuo's gaze. The next second, he froze in place.
There, diagonally across the street, stood a boy in a black short-sleeved shirt. Thick black cloth bands were wrapped tightly around his eyes, blocking out all light.
In his left hand, he carried a cheap shopping bag overflowing with vegetables. His right hand gripped a white cane slung over his shoulder like a carrying pole. And dangling from the end of the cane, a large bucket of golden peanut oil gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight!
Blindfolded with black cloth, cane slung like a pole, vegetables in one hand, peanut oil hoisted on the other...
This utterly bizarre scene instantly drew the attention of a large crowd of people nearby.
"Hey, look at that guy. He's weird."
"With that much cloth over his eyes, can he even see?"
"Didn't you see the cane? He *is* blind, obviously."
"What era is this? Blind people mostly wear sunglasses now. Who wraps their eyes in cloth on a hot day like this? Isn't it stuffy?"
"Exactly! And have you ever seen a blind person carrying stuff with their cane instead of using it to walk?"
"Kids these days... always playing around."
The summer cicadas couldn't drown out the hushed whispers of the surrounding pedestrians. They eyed the boy curiously, debating amongst themselves whether he was truly blind or just pretending, all while watching the blinking red light with anticipation.
Just then, a clear voice sounded beside the boy.
"Big brother, let me help you cross the street?"
It was a girl in a school uniform, about twelve or thirteen years old. Beads of sweat dotted her cheeks, and her large, dark eyes looked at the boy with pure, simple concern.
The boy seemed slightly startled. He turned his head towards the girl's voice, a faint smile touching his lips.
"Mm-hmm."
He hooked the bag of vegetables onto his right hand, wiped the sweat from his left hand on his shirt, and gently took hold of the girl's palm.
*Click—!*
The light turned green.
The boy took a step forward, walking across the street hand-in-hand with the little girl.
The girl was nervous, her eyes darting left and right, watching the traffic carefully, her steps cautious and timid.
As for the boy... he walked steadily.
To the onlookers, it didn't look like a kind-hearted girl leading a blind person across the street. Instead, it seemed more like a big brother guiding a little sister.
The street wasn't wide. In just over ten seconds, they reached the other side. The boy thanked the girl and walked off without looking back, heading into a secluded alleyway.
"He's not blind," Anuo declared firmly after witnessing this. "He can definitely see."
A young man behind Anuo, one hand thoughtfully stroking his chin, suddenly seemed to have an epiphany. "I get it!" he exclaimed. "He's cosplaying Lee Sin!" *Whap—!*
A large hand smacked him cleanly on the back of the head. "Dumbass!" Anuo cursed. "All you know is games! Who the hell would cosplay Lee Sin in the middle of the street? Got a death wish?" He paused for a second, then muttered under his breath, "...Besides, Lee Sin's blindfold is red. This cosplay isn't even accurate."
"Anuo, you're the one who—"
"Shut up."
"...Okay."
As the two bickered, another young man who had been silently watching the boy's retreating figure frowned deeply.
"What's up?" Anuo noticed his expression.
"I know him."
"You *know* him?"
"Yeah," the young man nodded. "When my younger cousin was in elementary school, I heard about a student there who had an accident. Something happened to his eyes, he had to wear black cloth bands... and apparently, there were mental issues too..."
"Mental issues?" Anuo was startled, recalling the scene they'd just witnessed. "He didn't seem off to me."
"That was ten years ago. Maybe he's better now. But back then, it was a big deal. He dropped out within days, they say he transferred to a special school for the blind."
Just then, another chimed in eagerly, "Hey, what kind of accident was it? Something that could blind someone *and* mess with their head? Was it... something supernatural?"
"Don't know," the first young man admitted. He paused. "...But I heard... it was something even crazier than that."
"Poor soul," Anuo sighed. "What was his name?"
"Lin... Lin... Lin Qiye? I think."
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**Under the Sunset Glow, Lin Qiye pushed open the door.**
Almost instantly, the aroma of cooking food drifted from inside and filled his nostrils. He sniffed, swallowed, and walked in, laden with his purchases.
*Screeeech—!*
The old door let out a piercing squeal, louder than the sound of stir-frying coming from the kitchen. A middle-aged woman pushed the kitchen door open. Seeing Lin Qiye carrying so many bags, she gasped and hurried over.
"Xiao Qi! Why did you carry so much back all at once again?" The woman wiped her hands on her apron and quickly took the bags from him, fussing. "Such a big bucket of peanut oil? You silly boy, did you waste the government subsidy money again?"
"Auntie, the government subsidy for the disabled is meant for living expenses. Using it to buy oil is putting it to good use," Lin Qiye replied with a smile.
"Nonsense! That money is saved for your university! How can you spend it like that? Let me tell you, what I earn from work is enough to support the three of us. Don't you go spending your own money!"
The aunt gently wiped the oil bucket carefully, her expression pained. She muttered softly, "Such a big bucket of branded oil... must have cost quite a bit?"
Before Lin Qiye could respond, she suddenly realized something else.
"Wait... how did you carry all this back?"
"Oh, I met a few kind people on the way. They helped me bring it back," Lin Qiye said calmly.
"Good, that's good... Seems there are still good people in society... Did you thank them properly?"
"I did." Lin Qiye deftly changed the subject. "Auntie, where's A Jin?"
"He's doing his homework on the balcony... Oh, right! The doctor for the annual check-up from the psychiatric hospital is here. Resting in the room. Go let the doctor see you. I'll finish cooking and call you when it's ready."
Lin Qiye's steps faltered almost imperceptibly. "Okay," he acknowledged, turning towards the bedroom.
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"Hello, I'm Dr. Li from Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital."
As Lin Qiye entered, the young man sitting on a small stool in the bedroom stood up and spoke gently. He wore large black-rimmed glasses and looked studious.
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow in slight surprise. "Wasn't it always Dr. Han before?"
"Dr. Han was promoted to vice president last year," Dr. Li smiled, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.
Lin Qiye gave a small nod. "Ah."
*Makes sense*, he thought. Dr. Han was getting on in years and highly skilled. A promotion to VP wasn't surprising. Sending a younger doctor for his routine check-ups was logical.
Seeing Lin Qiye sit down, Dr. Li cleared his throat and pulled out a folder of medical records from his bag.
"My apologies, as I'm new to your case, I need to get a basic understanding first," Dr. Li said apologetically.
Lin Qiye nodded.
"Name... Lin Qiye?"
"Correct."
"Age seventeen?"
"Correct."
"Date of birth?"
"October fifth."
"Mmm... The record states you lost your sight ten years ago, and were admitted to our hospital due to... certain issues?"
"Correct."
Dr. Li pondered for a moment. "Did you... change your name?"
"...No. Why do you ask?" Lin Qiye was taken aback.
Dr. Li looked slightly embarrassed. "Ahem... seems I overthought it." He pointed first to the 'Age' on the record, then to the words 'Ten years ago'. "You see, you went blind ten years ago. You were seven at the time. And your name is Lin Qiye (Seven Night)... So I wondered if you'd changed it after becoming blind..."
Lin Qiye was silent for a long while. Then he shook his head. "No... I never changed my name. My parents chose the name Lin Qiye before I was even born."
"That's quite... um..." Dr. Li caught himself before finishing the potentially impolite thought.
"Coincidental," Lin Qiye finished flatly. "Yes, quite coincidental."
Dr. Li looked awkward but quickly steered the conversation. "Hmm... The record doesn't seem to detail the... accident that caused your blindness and mental distress. If it's not too difficult, could you tell me about it?"
Before Lin Qiye could speak, Dr. Li hurriedly added, "Not meaning to pry. Understanding the patient better helps with treatment. Of course, if you'd rather not talk about it, I absolutely won't insist."
Lin Qiye sat quietly. Behind the black cloth bands, his eyes seemed to fix on Dr. Li.
After a long pause, he spoke slowly:
"There's nothing I *can't* say... It's just... you probably won't believe me. You might even have me locked back up in the hospital."
"No, no, no! Let's not frame this as doctor and patient. This is just a normal chat between friends. It won't come to that," Dr. Li said half-jokingly. "Even if you told me you were pulled into the Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, I'd believe you."
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then gave a slight nod.
"When I was little... I loved astronomy."
"Mm. And then?"
"One night, I was lying on the roof of our old house, looking at the moon."
"What did you see? The Jade Rabbit?" Dr. Li chuckled.
Lin Qiye shook his head. His next words froze the smile on Dr. Li's face.
"No. I saw an angel," Lin Qiye stated earnestly, gesturing with his hands. "An angel bathed in golden light... with six white wings. A Seraphim."