Save the tragic villain in progress!

In the morning, he will be blind and unable to see things, and his hearing will be more sensitive than ordinary people.When he was slowly groping forward on the sidewalk, he keenly heard a slight movement from time to time in front of him, like someone leaning over to pick up a can and then throwing it into the trash can, or like someone picking up a can from the sidewalk. The bike, then shifted to the sound elsewhere.

He couldn't help but pause for a moment when he used the guide stick to explore the way, then returned to normal, and then continued walking towards the direction he remembered.This time he did not encounter any obstacles, and the road conditions were unbelievably flat and smooth.

Is it that person just now...

Ming Zhou thought uncertainly in his heart.

But since he was born, he rarely perceives the goodwill of the outside world, and never believes in that kind of thing, so most of the time he would rather choose to go alone.

After Xiao Jinang cleared the obstacles in front of him, he slowly slowed down his pace.He was a little worried that he would fall down or go in the wrong direction tomorrow, but in fact the other party was walking smoothly, but at a slow speed, and it took nearly an hour for the ten-minute journey.

The pharmacy on the side of the street was open 24 hours a day, Xiao Jinang saw Mingri fumbled up the steps, and quietly followed him into it.

The counter attendant in the pharmacy was dozing off when she heard the sound of someone coming in, she opened her eyes in a daze, covered her mouth and yawned, and asked in an extremely perfunctory voice: "Hi, may I know what you need?" What?"

Ming Zhou obviously couldn't go to the shelves to buy medicines by himself: "Thank you, please give me two boxes of cold medicine."

The waiter knew that he was blind at a glance, and reported the name of the medicine to him: "We have three kinds of cold medicine here, and the prices are different. Which one do you want?"

Tomorrow, he chose a medicine he often took, then took out the wallet from his pocket, and fumbled to pull out a few banknotes to pay the bill.At this moment, the waiter suddenly noticed Xiao Jinang behind him, and asked aloud, "What do you want to buy?"

Ming Zhou paused when he heard the words, and tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Waiter: "I didn't talk to you, I asked where is the person behind you."

Xiao Jin'ang was caught off guard by being called, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then realized that he entered the pharmacy to buy something.He looked around, really didn't know what to buy, and finally took a box of unknown mints from the shelf: "I... I'll buy this."

The waiter met a handsome guy in the middle of the night, and his sleepy brain could not help but wake up a little bit, and asked aloud: "Mints cost 12 yuan a box, cash or scan the code?"

Xiao Jinang was shocked when he heard the words, oops, he seems to have no money! ! !

Although he can use energy to change coins, but the interstellar code stipulates that he cannot do things that disrupt the operating rules of the human world.In other words, he cannot make counterfeit currency QAQ.

Under the gaze of the waiter with a smile on his face, Xiao Jinang finally put the mints back quietly, and apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring any money..."

The waiter thought that you would go to the pharmacy without any money, and was about to put the box of candy back on the shelf, but at this moment, a bright red hundred-yuan note was suddenly placed on the table, and a faint sound rang in his ears. Male voice: "Let's pay together."

The waiter looked subconsciously, but saw that it was the blind man wearing sunglasses. Without thinking too much, he quickly scanned the QR code to collect the money, and then handed the change and medicine to Ming Zhou: "Your things, change 52 yuan , order yourself."

There was no order tomorrow, so he took the stack of banknotes with no expression on his face, stuffed them into his wallet, and left with a guide stick.He walked out of the door of the pharmacy, and keenly heard the slight sound of footsteps behind him, hesitated for a moment, and asked aloud, "Are you the one who bought the candy just now?"

Xiao Jinang didn't know why he would suddenly ask this tomorrow, he was a little confused: "Huh?"

Although it was only a very light question, it was enough for Ming Zhou to identify his position.Ming Zhou turned around slowly, then took out a small iron box of hard candy from the plastic bag containing the medicine, and handed it to him.Although he didn't speak, the meaning was very clear, this thing was given to him.

Xiao Jinang blinked: "Is it for me?"

Ming Zhou only said: "Thank you just now."

He pointed out that Xiao Jinang helped him clear the obstacles on the road just now.

This was the first time someone gave something to Xiao Jinang, and he hadn't learned how to reject or decline, which belongs to human beings. Seeing this, he carefully took the box of candy, and he was so happy that he burst into bubbles: "Thank you~"

The joy in his voice couldn't be hidden, like a child.

Ming Zhou didn't say anything else, turned around and left with his guide stick, just like when he came, groping forward in the dark.However, at this moment, there was a sudden muffled thunder in the sky, followed by big raindrops crackling down, covering the sky above the head without warning.

Noisy rain can affect blind people's judgment of road conditions.

He didn't bring an umbrella tomorrow, and when he sensed raindrops falling, his footsteps paused imperceptibly, then he fastened the plastic bag containing the medicine and continued walking in the rain.

There was no way he would stay and wait for the rain to stop.

All he could do was to hurry back to that lifeless coffin-like home.At least there was no rain in the coffin.

Xiao Jin'ang didn't expect that it would rain suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, then he quickly caught up with Ming Zhou: "It seems to be raining, why don't I take you back."

Ming Zhou paused, unexpectedly Xiao Jin'ang hadn't left yet, still polite and alienated: "...Thank you, no need, my house is very close, just a few steps away."

After he finished speaking, he swept the ground lightly with his guide stick, and left in the direction he came. He was much faster and flustered, as if he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. There is no escape for people, and it seems that they must be forced to the end of the road before they are willing to be reconciled.

Xiao Jinang looked up at the sky, then at the figure of the man walking alone in the rain, originally wanted to change into an umbrella, but found that there were still pedestrians on the street, hesitated for a moment, finally unzipped the zipper, and took off his coat .

Xiao Jin'ang was tall, he followed behind Ming Zhou silently, then stretched out his coat and raised it to block the top of the man's head.The rain fell obliquely from the sky, and was finally blocked by the coat, leaving a small space for breathing.

Ming Tian was still moving forward, and he noticed a strange and dry breath coming from behind him, like the smell of a warm sunny day, which was incompatible with this humid rainy night.

The guide stick swept across the ground, and the water marks made a soft sound.

The rain is accompanied by the wind, blowing obliquely, but there is still no rain falling on the top of the head.

Walking and walking tomorrow, I finally found something was wrong.He stopped on the spot, and slowly stretched out his hand in mid-air. The touch of rain falling on his fingertips was so obvious, but his shoulders were still dry, as if someone had held up an umbrella above his head.

"……is it you?"

Ming Zhou tentatively spoke into the air, although he used questions, but his tone was firm.

Xiao Jinang originally wanted to answer him, but after thinking about it, he still didn't make a sound.The other party didn't seem to like accepting other people's help, and maybe he would refuse his own action to help keep the rain out, so he continued to keep quiet.

There was silence in the air, only the patter of rain could be heard.

Ming Zhou waited for a while, but didn't get a response, so he continued to walk home.The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, the speed when returning is much faster than when coming, but the "umbrella" above the head still hasn't left.

Xiao Jin'ang finally escorted Ming Zhou to the gate of the community.Seeing that he had already arrived home tomorrow, and the vicious security guard was still standing in the guard box on duty, he finally took back his rain-soaked and heavy coat.

The security guard obviously knew Ming Zhou, so he didn't need him to take out the access control card, and opened the iron door directly inside: "Doctor Ming, you went out just now."

Mingxia works as a doctor in a psychological consultation room, and basically doesn't go out except when he has an appointment to work.Hearing the security guard's voice, he nodded politely, then walked back towards his own building.But for some reason, he stood still for a moment in the shadow of the corner, and then turned back again.

Ming Zhou called the security: "Please ask..."

The security guard poked his head out of the small window of the sentry box subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

Ming Zhou calmly said, "When I came back just now, was there anyone behind me?"

The security guard scratched his head with his fingers, and had already forgotten that Xiao Jinang was a madman who tried to climb over the iron gate: "I see, he seems to be a young guy, quite tall and handsome, why, you don't recognize him?"

Ming Zhou didn't answer, but asked, "Did he bring an umbrella to keep out the rain?"

Security guard: "I didn't bring it, that guy has been using his coat to protect you from the rain."

Ming Zhou was silent for a moment: "Then is he gone now?"

The security guard took a look outside: "It seems to be gone."

Ming Zhou: "Leaving?"

The security guard confirmed: "Let's go."

Ming Zhou: "Well, okay, thank you."

Ming Zhou didn't say anything else, and returned home with a guide stick, like a wandering wild ghost finally returning to his own cemetery.Although it was lifeless, it was the place he was most familiar with.

There is no need to turn on the lights tomorrow.After he got home, he closed the door softly, checked the lock, and then groped into the bathroom in the dark to change his rain-soaked clothes.

His figure is a little thin, too white to be unhealthy.After taking off the sunglasses, his eyes were still closed tightly, and the gentle bookishness became more and more intense, but there was always a lingering sense of gloom.

Standing under the shower in the morning, letting the patter of hot water pour down my head, it seemed like it was raining again.The wet black hair clings to the skin, making the facial features more and more distinct.

He didn't know why, but suddenly stretched out his hand tentatively in the darkness, and moved his fingertips lightly, feeling the flow of air.Ming Zhou didn't want to look for anything, but was just looking for a certain feeling.

That dry, warm sun-like breath...

But he got nothing...

Tomorrow had no choice but to drop his hand slowly.He turned off the shower, put on his bathrobe, groped his way to the bedroom, and then sat down at the desk beside him.

Tomorrow has the habit of writing a diary.He dug out a thick cowhide book from the drawer, fixed the blind ruler on the paper, then groped for the small squares on it, made holes in it according to a certain rule with a pointed blind pen, and wrote a row Row "text".

The speed of Ming Zhou's "writing" is neither too fast nor too slow, but he is extremely proficient.Every time a small hole is pierced in the hard and thick kraft paper, accompanied by a light sound, a bump will appear on the paper, and the blind rely on this raised text to read.

This is a book that most normal people cannot read...

This is a book hidden deep in the drawer by Ming Zhou, and only he can read it...

No one can understand.

【I met someone today...】

Ming Zhou writes slowly on paper, the context is not coherent, and even cannot be read smoothly, occasionally it is a paragraph, and occasionally it is a single sentence.

【sun……】

[I feel like I haven't met a "living person" for a long time, and I haven't met such a kind person for a long time.It was raining heavily tonight, and I didn't bring an umbrella, but I finally avoided it once. 】

[He is tall, wearing a coat, and very young, but unfortunately I can't see him. 】

[I gave him a box of mints. 】

【He protected me from the rain once. 】

[Some things had to be interrupted, because I was wondering if I would meet him again next time...]

Ming Zhou finally stopped writing slowly. He lightly stroked the bump on the paper with his fingertips, stopped after the last sentence, and then closed the book.

At the same time, Xiao Jinang was hiding in the energy ball and reading a book on his stomach——

There is no way, the housing price in the human world is too expensive, he can't afford to rent such an expensive house, so he should live in the energy ball.

There is nothing inside the energy ball, just a blue spiritual world.Xiao Jinang grabbed a small lump of blue energy and kneaded it into a pillow, then leaned on the pillow, and used his mobile phone to continue reading the part of "Morrow" that he hadn't finished yet.

[My profession is a psychiatrist. The healing represented by this job is only for others. More often than not, I feel like a trash can.I sit at one end of the table and the patient sits at the other, and they throw all the trash, exactly, into my arms. 】

【Many of them think about death, unhappiness in their marriage, and frustration in their careers. It always makes people wonder why there are so many misfortunes and disasters in the world. 】

[As a victim of one of the disasters, there is a wound under my clothes that has not healed for many years and has begun to rot into the bone, but I have to pretend to be healthy, and turn to comfort the other with a calm face. Victim of a disaster. 】

[They will feel much better then. 】

[Because they saw my misfortune. 】

【I am more unfortunate than most people in this world. 】

【At this time, I will suddenly feel suffocated.On a lonely rainy night, I thought about death again, but not to myself this time. 】

[I kind of miss the taste of blood, hell is boundless, I shouldn't be the only one drowning in it, and then slowly rot. 】

[I'm a bad breed, I'm a rotten person. 】

[I want to pull someone down from the shore to accompany me, anyone is fine...]

The lines in this book are like dark clouds in the sky, dark and dense, with a piece of rain that is about to fall.It reminds people of a prison on an isolated island, and the prisoners in the cage are either evil spirits or desperadoes.

However, Xiao Jinang read it for a long time, but he didn't understand the meaning behind this passage.He finally put the phone aside, decided to ask his eight good friends tomorrow, then lowered his head and opened a box of mints he received unexpectedly today, shaking his feet happily.

This is the first time he has received a gift!

Tomorrow is such a good person~