Chapter 59 The Pen of Merit...

Shen Wei stood stiffly for a few seconds, then slowly stretched out his hand, and at noon when the sun was shining brightly, he shook it in front of Zhao Yunlan's eyes.

Zhao Yunlan's eyes were a little confused and scattered, and he didn't respond to his actions, Shen Wei's heart sank.

When he didn't say anything, Zhao Yunlan immediately felt that something was wrong, he subconsciously tilted his head and said, "Shen Wei?"

Zhao Yunlan frowned, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grasped Shen Wei's hand dangling in front of him accurately, as if he had expected the other party to make this move. Shen Wei's hand was as cold as porcelain, and Zhao Yunlan was silent for a moment. , "Oh...that's what's wrong with my eyes?"

He couldn't see his eyes, so Zhao Yunlan's eyes couldn't find a place to fall. They drifted around indefinitely, looking very confused. Shen Wei clenched his fists and tried his best to suppress his voice: "I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Along the way, Zhao Yunlan seemed unusually silent, hardly saying a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's a very painful thing for an ordinary person to suddenly lose his sight. When walking, he hardly knows which foot to lift, and he can't help supporting everything he can grasp - even if Shen Wei is holding his hand.

He even sometimes couldn't figure out which direction Shen Wei was leading him, especially when turning a corner.

People with poor vision usually have other senses that are correspondingly sharp, but that is based on long-term habits and unconscious exercise. People who suddenly lose sight will be more sluggish than usual, and they will involuntarily pay too much attention to what they hear. things, and without the cooperation of eyesight, it was difficult to judge what the various sounds he heard represented at the moment, and because of the impact on the balance, he had to respond for a long time to which direction others pulled him.

I don't know if the ghost face was too heavy, or if he was injured, Shen Wei felt that his face was unusually pale. Zhao Yunlan seemed to be very calm about the sudden loss of sight, neither panicking nor complaining, but with a blank face and no expression, his brows furrowed imperceptibly.

In fact, Shen Wei knew that Zhao Yunlan would usually have such an expression, but once he found out that someone was looking at him, he would immediately change his face... Now he doesn't know whether others are looking at him or not.

Shen Wei's face sank suddenly, the evil spirit between his brows was almost exposed, but the movements of his subordinates supporting him became more gentle.

The medical staff took Zhao Yunlan from him almost tremblingly. They always felt that the man behind him with glasses and a gentle appearance was the kind of low-key gangster in the movie who eats fast and recites Buddha's hands.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunlan's eyes did not have any problems, no trauma, and no lesions, but he just couldn't see - the doctor was also very strange. After tossing him for a long time, the doctor even vaguely stated that maybe the temporary blindness was due to the heart. Because of sex, suggest that he see a psychiatrist.

By the time they came out of the hospital, it was already dark, and Zhao Yunlan finally adapted to his blind life at an astonishing speed like a stubborn cockroach.

Zhao Yunlan reached out and grabbed it when he walked out of the hospital, and said, "It's getting dark."

Shen Wei was afraid that he would not say a word, so he wanted to entice him to say more, so he hurriedly asked, "How do you know?"

Zhao Yunlan said: "I feel that the air has become a little wet and cold. It should be the sun setting."

Shen Wei opened the car door, supported him with one hand, raised the other hand to block the roof of the car to prevent him from hitting his head, then bent down to fasten the seat belt for him, when he got up, he tilted his head, just in time to see his face With a smile on his face, Shen Wei asked, "What are you smiling at?"

Zhao Yunlan: "I just thought, if one day I get old and become stupid, you are willing to take care of me like this. What if I don't even know anyone and call you father?"

Shen Wei: "..."

Although he is happy to see more smiles on Zhao Yunlan's face, sometimes Shen Wei still finds it difficult to understand his strange self-entertainment.

Zhao Yunlan made up his mind for a while, and actually came out with joy, stretched out his hand and groped in the air for a while, Shen Wei sat in the driver's seat and took his hand, Zhao Yunlan shook him: "Hey , I want to call your father, but you are not allowed to agree, you are not allowed to bully me and take advantage of me."

Shen Wei was helpless: "It would be nice if you were stupid."

"What?" Zhao Yunlan pretended to be shocked, grabbed his collar and said, "What do you want to do to me? Do you want to lock me up and play qiáng to stop love?"

Shen Wei blinked, knowing that he was talking nonsense, but he couldn't help but imagined what he said.

I just heard Zhao Yunlan laugh a few times, and continued: "Actually, I think this can be done."

Shen Wei: "..."

When the car started to start, Zhao Yunlan, who had only been introverted for a long time, couldn't hold back any longer, and began to perform his mentally handicapped children with much joy.

He touched the place to adjust the chair, and then he lay down the back of the chair, then straightened up again, then moved forward and then back, and touched around the car like a new-born silly monkey, and occasionally confronted Shen Wei. Make a suggestion, "Hey, don't say it, it's fun not to see. There is a dark experience hall in the city center. The tickets are forty. I will save forty yuan this time."

Shen Wei responded, and followed him reluctantly, pulling the corner of his mouth, unable to understand what it was to be proud of.

Shen Wei stopped the car downstairs at Zhao Yunlan's house. After a while, he didn't let him move. As a result, he had just parked the car. When he turned around, he found that Zhao Yunlan was walking on a stilt. .

The straight line is quite stable, but he is steadily hitting a street light pole.

... This bear man is about to play off.

Shen Wei rushed over before he knocked himself unconscious, picked up Zhao Yunlan by the waist, and carried him down, Zhao Yunlan's ribs just stuck on his shoulders.

It was very emotional to flicker into the air without seeing it, but when Shen Wei put him on the ground, Zhao Yunlan actually whistled happily.

"I found that my sense of balance is okay, and now I can walk in a straight line." Zhao Yunlan said, then his voice lowered, "Maybe I can..."

Can what, Shen Wei didn't hear, just saw that he seemed to smile slightly.

Shen Wei patted his arm and bent down: "There are some steps ahead, it's hard to walk, I'll carry you up."

Zhao Yunlan stood beside him and smiled without saying a word.

Shen Wei turned his head and asked warmly, "What's wrong? Come up."

Zhao Yunlan touched his hand, clenched it gently, then lifted it up, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand: "How can I let you carry it, it's so heavy, what should I do if it's crushed?"

Shen Wei: "..."

He probably hasn't figured out who brought him back the night before.

After Zhao Yunlan said this, he slowly walked forward. If he hadn't gently kicked his foot under the steps, Shen Wei almost thought he had regained his sight.

I saw him go upstairs with his chest up and his head up without any obstacles. The distance of each step is basically the same. He walked all the way to the elevator door, touched the button, pressed it, and then turned halfway and waited for Shen Wei.

Shen Wei deliberately emphasized the sound of footsteps: "How do you know the elevator is here?"

Zhao Yunlan said boldly: "A person as observant as I am, can I not know where I live? How many floors are there? It takes a few steps from the entrance to the elevator. I don't even need to look at it with my eyes."

Shen Wei knew that he was talking nonsense, and he was still a few steps away from the stairs - if he hadn't rummaged through, he wouldn't even be able to find his teacup and slippers.

He must have remembered it silently when he took him downstairs in the afternoon.

Probably because of his personality, no matter what happens, Zhao Yunlan will give people a feeling of "it's not a big deal", and sometimes even if others know in their hearts that this is indeed a big deal, they can't help but be affected by his attitude.

He is such a dead man.

As soon as Zhao Yunlan opened the door and stepped inside, he heard a voice from under his feet: "If you dare to step on your stinky feet and step on the uncle's tail, you will die."

"Daqing?"

Zhao Yunlan bent down and touched it. Daqing immediately realized that something was wrong, climbed up along his arm, stood on his shoulder and observed it carefully, and then asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

As Zhao Yunlan groped for the room, he said casually, "The skill has been frozen."

Shen Wei grabbed him and said, "Be careful."

Zhao Yunlan almost hit the door frame.

Daqing was taken aback, jumped off him in three or two times, and jumped on the sofa: "What's going on!"

Immediately, it glanced at Shen Wei intentionally or unintentionally, with the meaning of questioning - since Shen Wei had already been to No. 4 Guangming Road with them, Daqing simply did not hide the fact that it was a talking cat.

Shen Wei immediately said, "It's my fault."

Zhao Yunlan laughed and laughed: "What's wrong with you again?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand to feel the air, Daqing looked at his hand hanging in the air, and had no choice but to sullenly and squinted his eyes, using his cat face to make a "uncle look at you and give you face" expression, tilting his head Turning his head to the side, he rubbed against his palm.

Zhao Yunlan laughed, and said inexplicably, "Don't worry, it's possible that misfortune and fortune depend on it."

After he finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa gropingly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and stretched out his hand to Daqing: "I can't see it, light it for me!"

Daqing: "..."

After a while, it silently rolled itself into a ball of hair and turned away, ignoring him.

Shen Wei took his hand, lit his cigarette with a "click", and pushed the ashtray to his hand.

"I met a little crow last night," Zhao Yunlan thought for a while, briefly picked up on what happened the night before, and then said bluntly, "What else did he tell me... um, what from the West Sea? Where is it, where is the North Sea, how far is it from the shore, I didn’t hear it very clearly, it was probably talking about a mountain.”

Daqing was stunned for a moment, but Shen Wei was the first to react, his face sank: "Don't mention this, how did your eyes hurt?"

"Don't mention it." Zhao Yunlan waved his hand, described his last unfortunate experience, and fully expressed his hatred for things like bells.

Daqing suddenly stood up: "What kind of bell?"

"I'm here." Shen Wei said, reaching into his pocket and taking out a dusty little golden bell, "Is this what you're talking about?"

Daqing's pupils shrank, and before Zhao Yunlan could answer, he suddenly interjected and asked, "Why is this thing here with you?"

Shen Wei glanced at Zhao Yunlan, paused, and then said obscurely, "Yes... the person who brought you back last night gave it to me."

Daqing turned around Shen Wei's hand a few times, stared blankly at the little bell for a moment, and suddenly whispered, "That's mine."

"That's my... first owner," Daqing glanced at Zhao Yunlan. "I wore it on my neck with my own hands. A hundred years ago, I lost it due to some accidents."

Zhao Yunlan stretched out his hand: "Show me."

Shen Wei shrank his hand: "I'm afraid you won't be able to pick it up for the time being."

Zhao Yunlan, who was mentioned by him to the dark history the night before, spit out a smoke ring depressingly and couldn't hold the cat bell of his own cat... Sounds very promising!

At this moment, Daqing lowered his head, took the bell from Shen Wei's hand, suddenly turned around and jumped out of his window without saying a word.

With its wide heart and fat body, it really rarely seems so preoccupied.

Zhao Yunlan listened carefully: "Daqing?"

"Let's go." Shen Wei closed the window, bent down, and slowly touched the corner of his eyes, "I will find a way to cure you."

Zhao Yunlan didn't know what to think, and suddenly laughed: "Actually, there is no need to worry."

Shen Wei intuitively felt that he had nothing good to say below. Sure enough, Zhao Yunlan, who was blind and couldn't stop him for a moment, said slyly: "But I can't see, it's very inconvenient, can you help me take a bath at night?"

Shen Wei threw away the salty pig's hand that he touched on his butt at some point.

He turned silently into the kitchen.

Zhao Yunlan put away his smile, closed his eyes, leaned back on the sofa, and listened to the clanging sound from the kitchen. In the darkness, he felt a rare tranquility. He almost enjoyed this moment. He became more and more relaxed, and Zhao Yunlan suddenly felt that there seemed to be some strange shadows in front of him.

He opened his eyes suddenly, but still couldn't see anything, and the shadows were gone again.

Zhao Yunlan calmed down, closed his eyes again, counted his breaths and hugged Yuan Yi. After a while, the shadow reappeared. He saw a mass of green things on his left hand, with a faint glow on his body, very faint, but There is an unusual beauty in the flow... the shape looks a little familiar.

It took a while for Zhao Yunlan to remember that it was the direction of the windowsill. There was just a pot of plants sent by a friend on the windowsill.

This is... Heaven's Eye.

It turns out that the eye between the eyebrows is not based on vision.

Zhao Yunlan focused his attention between his eyebrows, and saw that the surroundings became clearer and clearer, and he "saw" more and more things, first the flowers on the windowsill, the cat hair on the sofa, and then some old books on his bookshelf... ...and an ancient painting that is said to have been bought for a lot of money on the wall.

But he still couldn't see things like sofas, coffee tables and the like.

Zhao Yunlan lowered his head to "look" at his body, only to see a mass of white light flowing on him, a radiant ball of light on his right shoulder, and an empty space on his left shoulder.

The light was familiar... He felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

Zhao Yunlan suddenly stood up and slammed his knee on the coffee table, but he ignored it and staggered into the kitchen.

He heard the sound of chopping vegetables, but he couldn't see Shen Wei clearly. The other party merged with the darkness, and it was even darker... Only in the small pendant hanging around his neck, there was a ball of light on his right shoulder. The ball is the same fire.