The scorching August sun.Drip, drip, drip—!The shrill cicada calls mixed with the sound of honking horns echoed through the bustling street, the hot sun baking the gray-brown asphalt, the heat causing the entire street to appear distorted.Under the few patches of shade along the roadside, a group of young people huddled together, smoking while waiting for the traffic light to change.Suddenly, one of the young men, who was blowing smoke rings, seemed to notice something and let out a soft gasp, his gaze falling on a certain spot at the street corner."Arno, what are you looking at?" his companion asked.The young man named Arno stared blankly at the corner for a long time before speaking, "Do you think... how would a blind person cross the street?"His companion was taken aback, paused for a moment, and then answered slowly: "Well, usually blind people are accompanied by someone, or guided by a guide dog. In more modern cities, there are also voice prompts for traffic lights. If none of that's available, they might have to rely on sound and a white cane to move across the street."Arno shook his head. "What if there's no one to accompany them, no guide dog, no voice prompts, and the cane is being used to carry peanut oil instead?""…Do you think you're funny?"His companion rolled his eyes and, following Arno's gaze, froze.At the opposite corner of the street, a young man in a black short-sleeve shirt stood with his eyes wrapped in thick black satin, completely blocking out the light.He held a cheap shopping bag full of vegetables in his left hand and a guide cane slung over his shoulder in his right, as if carrying a pole. At the end of the cane, a large bucket of golden peanut oil glittered under the sunlight.Black satin blindfold, cane slung over the shoulder, vegetables in the left hand, and peanut oil in the right…This bizarre scene immediately caught the attention of a crowd of onlookers."Hey, look, that guy is so weird.""Can he even see the road with his eyes covered like that?""Didn't you see the guide cane in his hand? He's obviously blind.""What century is this? Blind people usually wear sunglasses. Who would wrap their eyes with satin in this heat? Doesn't he feel suffocated?""Exactly, and have you ever seen a blind person use their cane to carry things instead of walking with it?""Kids these days really know how to play.""…"The summer cicada's cries couldn't cover the whispers of the people around them. They curiously observed the young man, quietly discussing whether he was truly blind or pretending, all while eagerly awaiting the green light.Just then, a clear voice sounded from beside the young man."Brother, let me help you cross the street."It was a little girl, around twelve or thirteen, with sweat beads on her face. Her large, dark eyes were filled with concern as she looked at the young man with pure and simple kindness.The young man paused for a moment, turned his head to look at the girl, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth."Okay."He moved the bag of vegetables to his right hand, wiped the sweat from his left hand on his shirt, and gently took the little girl's hand.Click—!The green light came on.The young man took a step forward and began walking across the street with the girl.The little girl was very nervous, constantly glancing around at the vehicles, her steps careful and timid.As for the young man… he walked steadily.To the onlookers, this didn't look like a kind girl helping a blind man across the street, but more like an older brother escorting a younger sibling across the street.The road wasn't wide, and in just a few seconds, the two of them reached the other side. The young man thanked the little girl and, without looking back, walked toward a narrow alley."He's not blind." Arno said firmly after witnessing this.One of the young men behind him thoughtfully stroked his chin, as if coming to a realization, then suddenly exclaimed:"I get it! He's cosplaying as a blind monk!"Slap—!A crisp slap landed on the back of his head. Arno cursed, "Idiot! Who would cosplay a blind monk in the middle of the street? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"After a brief pause, Arno muttered under his breath, adding, "Besides… the blind monk's cloth is red, and this guy's cloth isn't even close to it.""Arno, you're the one talking…""Shut up.""Okay…"At this moment, the quiet young man standing beside them, who had been silent the whole time, stared at the young man's departing figure, his brows slightly furrowed."What's wrong?" Arno noticed his gaze."I know him.""You know him?""Yeah." The young man nodded. "When my cousin was in elementary school, I heard there was a student at their school who had an accident and ended up with eye problems, had to wrap his eyes in black satin, and also had some mental issues…""Mental issues?" Arno was taken aback and thought for a moment. "I didn't notice anything wrong with him.""That was ten years ago. Maybe he's recovered by now. But at that time, it caused quite a stir. The student dropped out not long after and reportedly transferred to a special school for the blind."Just then, someone eagerly butted in with a question: "So, what happened? What kind of accident could cause both blindness and mental issues? Was he… cursed or something?""I don't know," the young man paused, "but… I heard it was something even stranger.""Poor guy." Arno sighed. "What's his name?""I think it's… Lin… Lin… Lin Qiye?"As the evening sunset glowed, Lin Qiye pushed open the door.Almost immediately, the smell of vegetables from the kitchen wafted into his nose. He sniffed, swallowed, and carried the bags inside.Creak—!The old door let out a sharp screech, masking the sounds of cooking from the kitchen. A middle-aged woman pushed open the kitchen door, saw Lin Qiye with his arms full of bags, and exclaimed, rushing over."Xiao Qi, why did you bring so much stuff again?"She quickly grabbed the bags from him, her voice filled with chatter."This big bucket of peanut oil? Are you misusing the government subsidy again?""Aunt, the subsidy for the disabled is meant for daily living. I'm just using it to buy oil, it's practical." Lin Qiye smiled."Nonsense, that money is for your college tuition. How can you spend it recklessly? I told you, the money I earn from my job is enough to support us three. You don't need to spend your own money."Aunt wiped the oil bucket gently with her hand, her expression somewhat pained, muttering softly, "This oil is a brand… it must have cost a lot."Before Lin Qiye could respond, Aunt suddenly realized something."Wait… how did you bring all this back?""Oh, I met some kind people on the way. They helped me carry it," Lin Qiye said calmly."Oh, good, there are still kind people in the world. Did you thank them properly?""I did," Lin Qiye quickly changed the subject. "Aunt, where's Ah Jin?""He's doing his homework on the balcony… by the way, the doctor from the mental hospital is here for the routine checkup, he's resting in the room. You should go see him, Aunt will finish cooking and call you when it's ready."Lin Qiye paused for a moment, nodded, and turned toward the bedroom."Hello, I'm Dr. Li from Sunshine Mental Hospital."When Lin Qiye entered the room, the young man sitting on a small stool stood up, speaking gently. He wore large black-rimmed glasses and looked very scholarly.Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Wasn't Dr. Han the one who came before?""Dr. Han got promoted to deputy director last year." Dr. Li smiled, a trace of envy in his eyes.Lin Qiye nodded slightly. It wasn't surprising; Dr. Han had been around for years and was skilled, so his promotion to deputy director was expected. It made sense that a younger doctor would come to conduct his regular checkups.When Lin Qiye sat down, Dr. Li cleared his throat and took out a pile of medical files from his bag."Sorry, I'm new here, so I don't know much about your case. Let me get a basic understanding first," Dr. Li apologized.Lin Qiye nodded."Your name is… Lin Qiye?""Yes.""You're seventeen this year.""Yes.""Hmm… the case file says you lost your sight ten years ago, and you were sent to our hospital for treatment because of some issues?""Yes."Dr. Li paused for a moment. "Did you change your name?""…No, why do you ask?"Dr. Li scratched his head awkwardly. "Ah, sorry, I got a bit confused."He pointed to the file, indicating the age and the "ten years ago" part. "You lost your sight ten years ago, which means you were seven years old at the time, and your name happens to be Lin Qiye, so I thought maybe you changed it after losing your sight."Lin Qiye stayed silent for a while before shaking his head. "No… I've never changed my name. My parents gave me the name Lin Qiye before I was born.""Ah, that's really… umm…" Dr. Li stopped mid-sentence, realizing it was impolite and quickly closed his mouth."Quite a coincidence," Lin Qiye said lightly. "It really is."Dr. Li felt a bit awkward but quickly shifted the topic. "Well, the file doesn't go into detail about the accident that caused your blindness and mental issues. Would you mind sharing?"Before Lin Qiye could respond, Dr. Li quickly added, "I don't mean to pry. The more I understand about a patient, the better I can treat them. But if you don't want to talk about it, I won't push."Lin Qiye sat quietly, his eyes hidden beneath the black satin, yet they seemed to be focused on Dr. Li.After a long pause, Lin Qiye finally spoke:"There's nothing I can't say… but you might not believe it. You might even send me back to the mental hospital.""No, no, no. Let's just call this a friendly chat. I won't send you anywhere," Dr. Li joked. "Even if you tell me you were dragged into an alchemy furnace by the Supreme Lord, I'd still believe you."Lin Qiye remained silent for a while, then nodded slightly."When I was a kid, I liked astronomy.""Mm, and then?""That night, I was lying on the roof of our old house, looking at the moon.""What did you see? The moon rabbit?" Dr. Li chuckled.Lin Qiye shook his head. His next sentence made Dr. Li's smile freeze."No, I saw an angel.""An angel with six white wings, enveloped in golden light."