Blind, in love with you

In late November, Ye Qinghe was nearly half a year away from the car accident, and it had been six weeks since he went home to recuperate. During this period, he went back to the hospital every two days for recovery.The day before yesterday, there was no change in the brain department and ophthalmology department. Basically, the condition is stable and it is considered to be developing in a good direction.As for the orthopedic department, the doctor confirmed that the fractured part of the thigh has healed well, and he can gradually get off the crutches and walk normally.It happened that things were delivered today, and An Yu wanted to take Ye Qinghe out for a walk.

A few days ago, Ye Qinghe asked An Yu to take him to buy a white walking stick. He tried all the existing walking sticks on the market, but found it difficult to use.Because Ye Qinghe is tall, the length of the cane also needs to be relatively long, and the weight of the cane made of general materials will be relatively heavy, and the wrist will be prone to fatigue after long-term use.In the end, Ye Qinghe decided to listen to the introduction of the proprietor of the auxiliary equipment shop, and choose a material that is light in weight, strong in resilience, high-density glass beads reflective, and three times more expensive to order.An Yu actually disapproved of this waste of money.

"It's just a temporary aid, when your eyes are healed..."

"What if it doesn't get better?" Ye Qinghe still had the same attitude.Nor is it the frustration of a lack of confidence in recovery.So, anyway, I am actively preparing for a new life for the blind.It was weird, but he was happy, and An Yu couldn't say anything, so he had to let him go.

Now that the tailor-made cane has arrived, An Yu asked Ye Qinghe to try it.

"Hold it," An Yu took Ye Qinghe to the small space in the elevator outside the door, and put the cane folded into several sections into Ye Qinghe's palm.

"What is this?" Ye Qinghe touched it, and responded happily: "My white cane? It's ready."

"Yes, it was just delivered in the morning, give it a try," An Yu retreated to the side to make room: "Hold the handle of the staff and shake it away."

Ye Qinghe made a gorgeous movement, and the head of the stick directly hit An Yu's arm.

"Hey," An Yu twisted half a circle and hid to the side, but still didn't escape the sneak attack.He rubbed his forearm and said dumbfoundedly: "Ye Dong, this is a white cane, not a three-section stick, don't swing it up."

Ye Qinghe laughed dryly, touched his nose in embarrassment, and said, "I'm sorry."

An Yu refolded the cane, took Ye Qinghe's hand, let him hold the handle firmly first, then covered Ye Qinghe's back with his hand and gently flicked his wrist down, the cane straightened instantly like a white snake.

He first taught Ye Qinghe how to hold the stick, standing, walking, going up and down the stairs, different movements have different postures for holding the stick, so that he can protect himself without hurting the people around him.

After An Yu explained a few key points, Ye Qinghe realized that the main function of the white cane is to identify the difference in ground level and obstacles, and it cannot be used as an auxiliary stick.It's no wonder that when the little Tudan was walking with a cane, the old man who was stretched out was still swinging wildly from side to side. At that time, he was still dissatisfied and asked people to move less, so as not to affect his walking.

"The head of the cane should be close to the ground and swing left and right. The swing is slightly larger than your shoulder width. When going up and down the stairs, don't swing the cane, keep it in a vertical direction in front of you, so that you know the next step. When going up and down the stairs, you can't Hold the cane horizontally." An Yu said while paying attention to Ye Qinghe, although his eyes were not focused, but he was obviously distracted.

"Ye Dong?" An Yu patted Ye Qinghe's arm: "What's wrong? I'm too boring?"

"Ah, no." Ye Qinghe lowered his head to cover up his emotions, then raised his head and smiled at An Yu: "Your voice is too vicissitudes and magnetic, I am dumbfounded."

"..." You must be stupid!An Yu cleared his throat speechlessly: "Concentrate! Repeat what I just said."

Ye Qing and his distracted mind returned to his distracted mind, and he listened to Teacher An Yu's teachings. He smoothly explained the main point of holding the stick just now, so that An Yu had no excuse to scold him.

"Okay, now that you know everything, let's go downstairs and take a walk." An Yu said.

"Wait a minute, where are my sunglasses?" Ye Qinghe asked

"What sunglasses? The sun is not strong outside, you don't need sunglasses." An Yu thought for a while and added: "I need a coat."

"I need it. Blind people must wear sunglasses, so the equipment is complete." Ye Qinghe insisted.

An Yu really didn't know what misunderstanding Ye Qinghe had about the equipment for the blind.The reason why most blind people wear sunglasses is because of eye abnormalities. Some people have cloudy pupils, strabismus, or even deformed or shrunken eyeballs resulting in sunken eye sockets.Generally speaking, in order not to be scary, I wear sunglasses to cover it up.

But Ye Qinghe couldn't see because of the problem of the optic nerve in the brain, not the eyeball itself.His eyes are big and round, the folds of his double eyelids are narrow in front and wide in the back, and the tails of his eyes are pulled up slightly.The pupils are black and oily, with a little dewy reflection.An Yu looked carefully, and saw a very small and faint tear mole on the cheekbone below the end of his left eye.

To be honest, these are beautiful and deep eyes, even though they have lost their charm now, they can still feel the flying spirit of the past.

Ye Qinghe's expression was very serious at this time, and his big out-of-focus eyes were facing An Yu, knowing that he could not see now, but An Yu just felt that the face being "looked at" was hot: "You, you really don't need it." An Yu Taking a step back, I fanned my face with my hands to try to cool down: "Others are doing it to cover up their ugliness. Your eyes are not ugly, so you don't need to wear them."

"Oh? It's just not ugly?" Ye Qinghe heard the uneasiness in An Yu's voice, and chuckled softly: "Someone praised me for having beautiful eyes before." There was a bit of loneliness in the chuckle.

What's the use of being beautiful, it's all blind.Both before and now are blind.

(to be continued……)