The weather was too sultry, and when night fell, people had already sensed the smell of heavy rain in advance, which came and went in a hurry. Xiao Jinang put his hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt and walked slowly on the street. For the first time, he looked at the world from a personal perspective. The confusion and youthfulness on his face made him look like a college student who had just entered society.
Compared with the pedestrians passing by in a hurry on the street, he seemed to have gone to the other extreme of mellowness and slowness, looking out of place.
There was a translucent display floating in front of Xiao Jinang. On it was a road map, with a small red dot marked somewhere, which was the location of the villain's target. Just as Xiao Jinang was walking along the route, he was getting closer and closer to the red dot.
This is Xiao Jinang's first mission. He doesn't know what he should do, but first he has to meet the other party -
It's like giving every story a beginning.
Xiao Jinang finally walked to a residential area with a quiet environment. He originally wanted to go in, but found an iron gate blocking him, and was about to climb in, but was shouted back by the security guard guarding the door: "Hey! What are you doing?! This is a private residential area, don't you know?! Where do you live? Where is the access card?”
Xiao Jinang was startled and immediately backed away. Then he blinked slowly and said at a loss: "I... I don't live here..."
The security guard saw that he looked young and was neatly dressed. He didn't look like a thief. He just thought he was a naughty kid from some family. He waved his hand and said, "Go, go, play. If you mess around again, I will call the police and arrest you." !”
Xiao Jinang had no choice but to leave. He looked around and found a bench by the roadside to sit down. If nothing else happens, the villain target should live here, and I will wait for him to come out.
With nothing to do, Xiao Jinang took out the mobile phone transformed with energy from his pocket, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and found that eight people had already entered the group chat, but because the time and space signal was not good, only one person was online at the moment. —
The other party's ID name is Shen Liang.
When Xiao Jinang saw his old friend, he was so happy that he immediately typed out a line of words in excitement: Shen Liang Shen Liang! I am Little King Kong! Do you still remember me~
Shen Liang didn't expect that one day he would meet the system again in this way. He stared at the vulgar group name called Little King Kong's Love~ for a long time, and then stared at the current group number (8) I was stunned for a while by the prompt, and finally sent a message with a confused expression:
Did you get the wrong person? Did you drag me into your fish pond
Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this group name, it seems so unfair. Soaking eight in one is too intense.
Xiao Jinang scratched his head and thought about what the fish pond was: You are not wrong~
After hearing this, Shen Liang finally realized something. He subconsciously glanced at the list of group members, scanning the rows of familiar or unfamiliar names. His expression changed slightly, his pupils slowly dilated uncontrollably, and everyone was frightened: These people... these people... could they... Are they all hosts you have bound to? ?
Damn it! Did Little King Kong slaughter the entire author circle? ! Forget it Chu Xinian, how come... even Editor Meng is actually in it? !
Xiao Jinang posted a "Shy Pink Diamond" emoticon: You are all good friends of Little King Kong, so Little King Kong brought you together!
Hearing this, Shen Liang burst out into an earth-shattering cough, and almost choked to death when he couldn't take a breath. How could such a scumbag gather all his predecessors together to create a sense of déjà vu? It's so bloody!
You... what do you want to do by joining the group
It can't be a memorial service for "dead people" like them, right
Xiao Jinang hesitated for a long time after hearing this, and finally told the truth: Little King Kong is also going to start a mission to save the villain, but I have no experience, so I want to ask you, otherwise I will fail the assessment at the end of the year~
Shen Liang thought to himself that this was really retribution. The tide is turning, and this year it finally turns to them. Will Little King Kong, the wicked diamond, also start to do tasks
Shen Liang could still vaguely recall the hateful look when Little King Kong forced himself to lower his blackening level and stood talking without pain in his back. He touched his chin and thought thoughtfully: Who is the villain you saved? Have you read the original work
Xiao Jinang shook his head blankly: No
He hasn't had time to read it yet.
Shen Liang clicked his tongue and said: Why don't you even read the original work? This is the most basic preparation work. You don't even know the plot, how can you save people? If you have any documentation, please send it to me.
Xiao Jinang thought the same and called up the work called "Tomorrow" from the database, then organized the document and sent it directly to the group.
Shen Liang clicked to accept: Give me two days to read the plot first. Remember to read it. I will tell you how to save the villain later. Don't worry, I'm a professional in this area.
After Shen Liang finished typing the guarantee, he went offline. After all, it was getting late. As an author who had died suddenly, he refused to stay up late.
Seeing that Shen Liang was offline, Xiao Jinang had no choice but to click on the screen to open the document. He sat on the roadside and began to read the first novel in his life seriously.
The book "Tomorrow" was a bit obscure for Xiao Jinang, but he still swallowed hard and read, trying to chew up the plot inside.
People can never predict the coming disaster, just like they don't know that a wet rain will suddenly fall when the wind is sunny and sunny. I have always believed that nothing in the world is black or white, but for a blind man, this possibility exists.
Congenital blindness or acquired blindness, which one is more tragic? The former has never gained light, while the latter has gained but lost it. It is always difficult for people to choose which one is more cruel.
But that's not important. What's important is that we are blind, and this is the end.
All we can do seems to be trying to adapt to the darkness and trying to live with the light remaining in our memories, that's all.
But I also think about death all the time. The time spent alone in the dark was too long and too lonely. When I was alone on the sofa, there was silence around me. I even felt like I was lying in a coffin, and the grave soil had been buried up to my waist.
I even think about my deceased mother, the woman who suffered from mental illness and went crazy all day long. I could see light before I was seven years old, but during the days when I could see, the only remaining memories I had were of her hysterical face and a locked dark room.
On days when I can see the light, I cannot see the light.
I was locked in the room by her, longing to go out and see the sun.
Later I went out and became blind.
It turns out that loneliness and darkness can really drive people crazy. When I started to miss the crazy woman who brought me misfortune, this was a sign.
I try to live like a normal person, but I still hope that death will come soon and end the endless darkness and loneliness around me.
I am in the world, I am in hell.
Xiao Jinang lowered his head and read every word carefully. The screen fluorescent light fell on his face, making his eyes bright. He swiped the screen of his phone, thinking that this villain was so pitiful, why was he blind? When you are blind, you cannot see shiny things.
Xiao Jinang was about to continue reading, but at this moment, the iron gate of the community suddenly made a "beep" sound, and a man holding a guide stick slowly walked out from inside.
Xiao Jinang subconsciously stood up from the bench.
The man was very strange. He went out late at night and was wearing a pair of thin-framed sunglasses. Even though the weather is hot, he still wears a well-fitting white shirt, buttoned up to his neck, hiding his slightly bulging Adam's apple. His appearance is clean and steady, with an aura of gentleness and gentleness, but it is like a mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
He held a guide stick in his hand and lightly scratched the road ahead to remove obstacles -
Obviously, the other party is a blind man.
Xiao Jinang guessed that the person in front of him was probably the target villain tomorrow. He didn't know why the other party went out late at night, but a new construction area happened to be designated nearby, occupying the blind road. The road was full of bicycles and abandoned fences, which was no less difficult for a blind person. obstacle.
Xiao Jinang frowned unconsciously, feeling inexplicably worried. He then raised his head and glanced at the dark clouds in the sky, and finally took a step to quietly follow the other party.
It was about to rain, and a strange wind blew from nowhere, making the discarded cans on the ground clatter.
Tomorrow, step by step, cautiously and slowly. He scratched the ground with his blind stick, trying to find the raised blind path he used to use before. However, it didn't take long for the blind stick to encounter resistance and hit something like a bicycle wheel, making a dull sound.
Xiao Jinang wanted to speak to remind him, but before he could speak, the man had already spontaneously avoided the obstacle. But this road was crowded with bicycles parked on the side of the road, and the blind road had long been submerged. The man quickly lost his direction, and the route began to deviate from the original straight line, heading towards the greenery on the side of the road.
I rarely go out in the morning, so much so that I didn't notice a construction site circled nearby for a week. He made a fist with his hand to cover the low cough in his throat. He vaguely remembered that there was a drugstore across the street. He tried to identify the direction in the dark, but suddenly a low shrub appeared in front of him. The leaves scratched the back of his hand, which stung to the touch.
"You're on the wrong path—"
Suddenly, a friendly reminder sounded in Ming Tian's ears, and then his arm was gently held, taking him away from the bushes and back to a safe and open area.
Ming Zhou was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect there was anyone on the roadside at this time. He unconsciously grasped the blind stick in his hand, thinking it was a pedestrian passing by, and said "thank you" out of habit.
"You're welcome~"
The other party's voice sounded very young, giving people a sense of innocence and innocence, but it was also unusually gentle and reliable: "Where are you going? It's very late now."
Ming Tian paused: "Pharmacy."
He had a cold recently and it hasn't gotten better. The medicine he had stored at home had run out, so he had to go out to buy it. It can be troublesome for a blind person who lives alone to get sick.
After hearing this, Xiao Jinang opened the map and searched for nearby pharmacies, and found that there was one across the street. He asked for his opinion tomorrow: "I happen to be going to buy medicine, how about I take you there with me."
He felt that the target villain in front of him didn't look like a bad guy, but the blackening degree hanging above his head was 70, which meant that there was only three points of goodness left in the opponent's heart, and the remaining seven points were darkness.
There may be many kind-hearted people in this world, but unfortunately, we rarely meet them tomorrow, and today is the first time. He smiled politely and declined politely: "Thank you, but I walk very slowly and I just want to take a walk."
He was very defensive.
Xiao Jinang: "Is it really unnecessary?"
Ming Zhou shook his head and still declined politely: "Thank you, no."
Xiao Jinang had no choice but to let go of him. When he smiled, his dimples became more and more obvious. Even without looking at his face, he could feel the sun-like brightness on his body: "Then be careful."
After saying this, he took two steps back, but did not go far, and still followed Ming Zhou unhurriedly. The tall and handsome figure is like the most popular boy in the school basketball team, casting a long shadow on the ground.
Tomorrow guessed that the other party was probably young, only in his early twenties. There were rarely such energetic people around him, so he stood in silence for a moment before continuing to slowly explore the ground with his blind stick.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Jinang simply accelerated his pace and walked to the front of Mingtian, then gently moved away the bicycles or obstacles blocking the road to ensure that there was a straight path in the middle that could be used for passage.