Back in the room, Lin Qiye closed the door.
He didn't turn on the light.
It was late at night, and the starlight outside the window was shining on the ground. In the dark room, Lin Qiye sat at the desk and slowly took off the black satin on his eyes.
In the mirror on the desk, a handsome young man's face is reflected.
Lin Qiye is very handsome. If he took off the black satin covering his eyes and groomed himself a little, coupled with his inexplicably cold and profound temperament, he would definitely be a school idol-level handsome guy.
It’s a pity that he always had black satin wrapped around his eyes, and his identity as a disabled person completely obscured his brilliance.
In the mirror, Lin Qiye had his eyes closed.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyelids covering his eyes trembled, as if he was trying hard to open his eyes, and even his hands were clenched into fists.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
His body trembled for a long time, and finally he could not bear it anymore. He suddenly relaxed and gasped for breath.
A few drops of sweat ran down Lin Qiye's cheeks, and a trace of anger appeared between his brows.
Almost... just almost!
Why is it always just a little off
When will he be able to open his eyes again and see the world for himself
He said he could see now, he lied.
He couldn't open his eyes even a crack.
But he wasn't lying.
Because even with his eyes closed, he could still clearly "see" everything around him.
This feeling is amazing, as if I had eyes all over my body, able to perceive everything from all angles, and see more clearly and farther than my original eyes.
He couldn't do it at first. In the first five years after he became blind, he was no different from other truly blind people. He could only perceive the world through sound and the guide stick in his hand.
But for some reason, starting from five years ago, his eyes seemed to have some changes, and he could also begin to have a preliminary perception of his surroundings.
At first, he could only see a few centimeters in front of him, but as time went on, he could "see" farther and farther, and more and more clearly. Now, five years later, he can "see" up to ten meters.
If a normal person can only see ten meters, then his eyes are basically useless, but for a teenager who has lost his sight, these ten meters mean everything.
The most important thing is that the ten meters he "sees" are the ten meters that ignore obstacles.
In other words, within a ten-meter radius around Lin Qiye, he had absolute vision. To put it crudely, he could see through things, but to put it in a more sophisticated way, he could see every speck of dust floating in the air, every part inside the machine, and every little move made by the magician under the table...
The source of this ability seems to be the eyes that have been closed for ten years under the black satin.
Although he had this almost supernatural power, Lin Qiye was still not satisfied. Having an absolute vision of ten meters was good, but he wanted to see the world with his own eyes.
This is the obsession of a young man.
Although he failed to open his eyes today, he could clearly feel...
It’s not far from truly opening your eyes.
After washing up, Lin Qiye went to bed early to sleep as usual. Living as a blind man for so many years was not all bad. At least he had developed a good habit of going to bed early.
But when he lay down on the bed, subconsciously, the picture reappeared in his mind.
Under the dark sky of the universe, on the silent surface of the moon, the gray-white earth reflects the bleak starlight. In the center of the highest and largest lunar crater, stands a figure like a sculpture.
The figure stood there quietly, as if it had existed since time immemorial. A sacred golden light shone, and its divine power was enough to make all living creatures prostrate themselves on the ground.
Behind him, six exaggeratedly large wings spread out, blocking the sunlight projected from behind and casting a huge shadow on the silver-grey ground.
But what was truly imprinted in Lin Qiye's mind and could not be erased were His eyes.
Those eyes, filled with divine power and burning like a furnace, were as dazzling as the sun at close range!
He saw those eyes, and in just a moment, his world was reduced to darkness.
Ten years ago, he told the truth and was diagnosed as mentally ill.
But he knew best in his heart what was real and what was delusion.
Ever since he saw the Seraphim on the moon, he knew that this world... was not as simple as it seemed.
Slowly, Lin Qiye fell into a deep sleep.
What he didn't know was that the moment he fell asleep, in the dark room, two rays of bright golden light shot out from the slits of his eyes and flashed away.
…
Da da da…
In the foggy world, Lin Qiye walked alone.
The surrounding fog was rolling and seemed endless. Although he was walking in nothingness, every time Lin Qiye took a step, there would be a crisp collision sound, as if there was an invisible ground under his feet.
Lin Qiye looked down at his body and sighed.
“It’s the same dream again… Knocking on the door every night, it must be tiring, right?” Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly and took a step forward.
The next moment, the surrounding fog rolled back, and a modern building with a strange style appeared in front of Lin Qiye.
It is said to be weird because although it is a modern-style building, the treatment of certain details is full of mystery.
For example, the big iron gate with gods carved all over the sky, the electric lights that look like burning fireballs, and the carved tiles floating in the air under your feet...
It is like a mixture of modern architectural style and those temple elements in ancient mythology. It is neither fish nor fowl, but has an indescribable beauty.
Lin Qiye recognized this kind of building, and it looked very familiar.
This is extremely similar to the Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital where he had lived for a year. The most powerful evidence is that the place where the big words "Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital" were originally written at the door has been replaced by another line of words.
—The Asylum of the Gods.
"What a weird place." Lin Qiye shook his head, stepped forward, and walked to the front of the big iron gate.
Five years ago, not only his body but also his dreams suddenly began to change.
For five years, he had the same dream every night, and the protagonist of these dreams was this mysterious mental hospital of the gods.
However, the door of this mental hospital has remained closed and cannot be opened no matter what.
Lin Qiye circled the mental hospital countless times. There was only one entrance, the big iron gate in the front. Although the surrounding walls were not high, the most outrageous thing was that every time Lin Qiye jumped up, the height of the wall would increase accordingly.
As for brute force... Even if Lin Qiye's entire body was smashed to pieces, the big iron gate wouldn't even move.
There seems to be only one way to get in.
Knock on the door.
Lin Qiye grabbed the ring on the big iron gate, took a deep breath, and slapped the surface of the iron gate heavily.
clang!
Just like the sound of an ancient bell echoing in the mental hospital, the big iron gate shook and swayed, but did not open.
clang!
Once again, the iron gate still didn't open.
Lin Qiye didn't seem surprised or annoyed by this, and continued knocking patiently.
Over the past five years, he has become deeply aware of the rules of this dream. Apart from knocking, no other means can open the big iron door. Moreover, in this dream, apart from knocking... it seems that he can't do anything else.
Fortunately, he would not feel tired in his dreams, otherwise his body would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
So, Lin Qiye was like a hard-working worker, knocking on the door diligently all night...