Is the boss fine today?

What broke the embarrassing atmosphere at the moment was the ringtone of Tan Yue's cell phone.

After Tan Yue lost his vision, his mobile phone became a waste product, and the alarm clock in the morning was only cut off by his senseless pressing.Now the phone came suddenly, but he couldn't answer it, and didn't want to pay attention to how it barked.In the end, Situ called for Lao Xing, the only sighted person in the room, to answer the call for him.

Tan Yue asked reluctantly, "Who?"

He didn't avoid Situ and Lao Xing to answer the phone. First, it was inconvenient, and second, there was nothing to avoid.

"Son, it's me. I heard that you resigned after I asked Mingzi today. What's going on!"

"Resign? Oh, I'm too busy at work, I plan to change."

"Where are you now?"

"Travel and relax in the south."

"It's good to relax...it's good to relax. Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Let me ask... when will you come back?" On the other end of the phone, the cautious voice of the middle-aged man suddenly reminded him of his original intention for this trip.Involuntarily, his dull eyes turned to the direction where Situ was standing, and what he saw was a blurred and mottled black-gray block.

Situ is wearing black clothes today, he thought.Along with imagination, there are also memories about Situ that make him lose his mind.The man's eyebrows and eyes are lonely and mysterious, like a snake crawling in ambush on dead branches...

"Yue Yue? Hello?"

"After a while." Tan Yue said, "Come back soon."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, it was the calm before the storm.Tan Yue silently recited in his heart: three, two, one——

"I think you don't want to come back, do you?"

"No, go to bed early."

"roll!"

There was a dead silence inside and outside the phone, and the phone hung up after a few seconds without saying anything.Beep beep, beep beep.

Situ was very concerned about him: "Is it from your family?"

"Yes."

"Better tell them about your eyes."

"No need." Tan Yue said lazily.

At this point, Situ stopped persuading, "The sacrificial festival has been fixed, and it will be the eighth day of this month."

"A few days? So soon. I'll check it out then. Is there anything to avoid during the sacrifice?"

"Follow the crowd, don't take pictures or video."

"Did only gods appear on the day of the sacrifice?"

"What more do you wish for?"

"If the gate of ghosts is wide open, it would be nice to see ghosts."

"What the hell?"

"parents."

The implication is that his parents are already dead ghosts.However, this kind of sentimental words coupled with his flat tone is not convincing, it sounds more like a lie.

Situ's answer was very perfunctory, "There are no ghosts."

It is also inappropriate for ghosts and gods to appear together.Having figured this out, Tan Yue's answer was also very casual.

"If you can't see ghosts, it's the same to see God..."

Before the words finished, Tan Yue's vision suddenly dimmed, and the female voice on the radio stopped abruptly.Not only Tan Yue noticed something strange, but Situ's figure also moved.He should have stood up, and the dark figure was a section taller.

Situ asked, "What's the matter?"

In the distance, Lao Xing, who was probably in the back door, shouted: "The power is out! I'm going to light candles."

There was a rustling sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Situ told him not to move where he was.Unwilling to be lonely, Tan Yue said "I'll go too", and started to chase him. He forgot that he was blind for a moment, stepped on the air and fell out—I don't know when Situ turned around. Luckily, he bumped into Situ so that he would not fall to his death on the stairs.

Tan Yue was hugged firmly, and he smelled the familiar bitter forest smell in the other party's hair and neck, which was very similar to some kind of herbal medicine.He judged that Situ might be injured.

Situ was standing on the first step of the stairs. Due to the height difference and incorrect posture, he was whispering in Tan Yue's ear at the moment: "Is it hurt?"

"It's okay." Tan Yue pushed his hand away, "Thank you."

"Don't move. You don't have shoes on. Be careful not to step on the porcelain debris. The water glass broke."

Lao Xing went upstairs with a lantern, "What are you doing standing there?"

"I broke the cup, take a dustpan and sweep it," Situ said.

Tan Yue stood still like a statue.Lao Xing glanced at him without complaining.After the tiles around his feet were cleaned, he said he was going to mop the floor, it was dirty.

"Go back to your room first." Situ suggested to Tan Yue, "Don't bump into each other again."

Tan Yue agreed.Situ took him by the wrist and turned from the stairs into the corridor, like pulling a cow, "You live in 202, it should be in this direction."

Tan Yue didn't understand why Lao Xing was not leading the way.What is even more doubtful is that in front of Tan Yue, Situ not only recognized the direction of the winding corridors in the inn, but also confirmed that Tan Yue didn't wear shoes just now.The former can be understood as Situ remembering the way, and the latter is because the sound of walking barefoot is different?

The two followed the layout of the rooms on the second floor in their memory to find Room 202 where Tan Yue lived.He didn't lock the door, and it opened with a push.

Tan Yue's top was splashed with water and stuck to his body wetly.Situ also wiped the water stains on his hands, and he said, "Go and change your clothes, don't catch a cold in the cold weather."

Tan Yue's clothes were thrown on the bed, and he found them within a short stretch of his hand.

There was a sound of closing the door behind him, but he didn't hear the sound of walking - Situ was still in the room.

"Are you going to supervise me changing clothes?"

"If you get sick in this weather, no one can take you to the hospital. I can't see it, so don't be shy."

Tan Yue is not shy.He lifted up the hem of his shirt and took off his clothes quickly, then picked up the top on the bed and put it on.

He said, "Mr. Si took too much care of me."

"You think I'm annoying."

"Not really."

Situ is a mysterious man with a mystery as thick as a sweater.Before taking off his clothes, Tan Yue would never find him annoying.

"There is only one guest in the inn, and I am idle. If you have anything to do, you should come to me first. Lao Xing has a bad temper these two days."

The more we talked, the more vaguely I felt that Situ wanted him to open his mouth to ask Lao Xing the reason for his bad temper, but he didn't want to know: "Are there not many guests here in the off-season? I stayed here for two days, and it seems that there are only two tourists—hiss!"

As he took it off and put it on, he accidentally rubbed against the unhealed cut on his arm, and took a deep breath in pain.

Situ asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Tan Yue pressed the inner side of his arm, and the wound opened again, "I just hit my hand." He lied casually.

"Actually...the reason why the inn is empty is that someone died in the inn. I don't want to die a second time, trouble." Situ paused for two seconds, and then instructed, "You can't see these two days, be careful when you go out."

The door closed, and the footsteps faded away.

Tan Yue slowly walked to the window following his memory, and the wet and cold wind leaked in through the gap of the window, blowing the bangs on his forehead.From his trouser pocket, he took out a pocket knife.

The small knife is a children's utility knife that Tan Yue bought half a year ago. Its mini size has nothing to do with the self-defense function.

He took off the shirt he had just put on.His fingers jumped, as if touching the keys of a piano. From his bare left shoulder to his elbow, he counted dozens of dense cuts on it.

The accident of blindness in both eyes hindered his suicide plan. Fortunately, his eyesight will be restored within three days. In theory, he will have the opportunity to embrace death tomorrow.Before that, he could do something else to chat.

Tan Yue squinted his eyes and couldn't see anything.The tip of the knife cut a new wound on the inside of the elbow, blood gushed out immediately, and soon dripped on the ground.

One drop, two drops.

In the pain, the image of Situ gradually became clear, a blind man who is not like a blind man.Not only that, Situ's interest in him is obvious, naked. He has other plans, which is very close to his attitude towards Situ.And obviously Situ didn't care that Tan Yue had already noticed.

What is Situ suspecting?He doesn't know.

The pain stimulated the barren areas of his brain, and the pleasure dissipated in an instant.

Tanyue could no longer feel joy from such things.He realizes it's because he's happy now.Situ is the source of his happiness.

Grabbing the tissue box on the table and wiping the blood on his hands casually, his divergent thinking flew to the other extreme: he had never slept with a blind person.What's the difference between Blind People Do.Love and Blindfolded Play?

In the hall downstairs, Situ stood in front of the candlelight.A fire was burning in his eyes.

Lao Xing asked him in a low voice: "How is it?"

Situ's voice was very soft, barely audible: "No, he's not a policeman."

The rain was heavy again, and the thunder was deafening.Tan Yue closed his eyes on the bed, he was thinking about the process of committing suicide tomorrow.At the same time, a system prompt appeared on the screen of the phone: 15% of the battery is left, please charge it as soon as possible...