Back at the room, Lin Qiye closed the door.

He didn't turn on the lights.

It was already late at night, and the stars outside the window were scattered on the ground. In the dark room, Lin Qiye sat at the desk and slowly took off the black satin on his eyes.

The mirror on the desk reflects the face of a handsome young man.

Lin Qiye is very beautiful. If he takes off his black satin and takes care of it a little, and his inexplicable aloofness and deep temperament, he will definitely be a handsome guy at the level of school grass.

Unfortunately, his eyes were always wrapped around black satin, and his identity as a disabled person completely obscured his light.

In the mirror, Lin Qiye closed his eyes.

His brows frowned slightly, and the eyelids covering his eyes trembled, as if he was trying hard to open his eyes, even clenched his fists and used force.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

His body trembled for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it. He suddenly relaxed and gasped heavily.

A few drops of sweat streaked across Lin Qiye's cheeks, and anger appeared between his eyebrows.

Almost...it's just a little bit!

Why is it so a little different every time?

When will he open his eyes again and see the world in person?

He said he could see it now, and he was lying.

His eyes couldn't be opened at all, and he couldn't even open a crack.

But he did not lie.

Because even with his eyes closed, he could clearly "see" everything around him.

This feeling is very wonderful, just like you have eyes all over your body, you can perceive everything in all directions without blind spots, and you can see clearly and farther than your original eyes.

He could not do it at first. During the five years he had just been blind, he was no different from other real blind people. He could only use his voice and the blinding stick of his hands to perceive the world.

But for some reason, starting five years ago, his eyes seemed to have changed, and he could begin to initially perceive the surroundings.

At first, he was only a few centimeters before his body, but later as time grew, he could "see" further and further, and became clearer. Five years later, the range he could "see" had reached ten meters.

If a normal person can only see ten meters, his eyes will be basically useless, but for a young man who has lost his light, these ten meters means everything.

The most important thing is that the ten meters he "sees" are ten meters that ignore obstacles.

In other words, in the range of ten meters in Lin Qiye, he had an absolute vision. To put it bluntly, he could see through, but to be taller, he could see every particle of dust floating in the air, every part inside the machine, and every little movement of the magician under the table...

And the source of this ability seems to be the eyes that have been closed under the black satin for ten years.

Although Lin Qiye was still not satisfied with this almost superpowerful power. It would be better to have an absolute vision of ten meters, but he wanted to use his eyes to see the world in person.

This is the persistence of a teenager.

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 as usual, and was ready to go to bed. The life of blind people for so many years was not all bad. At least he developed the good habit of going to bed early.

But lying on the bed, subconsciously, the picture appeared in his mind again.

Under the dark universe, the dead moon surface, the gray-white earth reflected the dismal starlight. In the middle of the highest and largest moon pit, there was a figure that looked like a sculpture.

The figure stood there quietly, as if it had existed since eternity. The sacred golden light bloomed, and the divine power was enough to make all living beings crawl on the ground.

Behind him, only exaggerated wings, spreading open, covering the sun's rays cast from behind, leaving a huge shadow on the silver-gray earth.

And what is truly imprinted in Lin Qiye’s mind is His eyes.

Those eyes full of divine power, burning like a furnace, are as dazzling as the sun at close range!

He saw those eyes, and in just a moment, his world was left with darkness.

Ten years ago, he told the truth but was diagnosed with mental illness.

But he knew best in his heart what reality is and what delusion is.

Ever since he saw the Seraph of the Moon, he knew that this world... is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Slowly, Lin Qiye fell asleep.

He didn't know that, at the moment when he fell asleep, in the dark room, two bright golden lights shot out from the cracks of his eyes and flashed away.

...

Da, da, da...

In the foggy world, Lin Qiye was walking alone.

The fog around it seemed endless, and it was clearly walking in nothingness, but every time Lin Qiye set foot, he would make 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 this dream again... I knock on the door every night, okay?" 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 it is clearly a modern-style building, but it is full of mystery in the treatment of some details.

For example, the large iron gate carved with gods all over the sky, the electric lights like burning fireballs, and the carved ceramic tiles floating under your feet...

It is like mixing the temple elements of modern architectural style and ancient mythology, which are inconsistent, but also have an indescribable beauty.

Lin Qiye knew this kind of building and looked very familiar.

This is extremely similar to the Sunshine Mental Hospital where he had lived for a year. The most powerful proof is that the place where the big words "Sunshine Mental Hospital" were originally written at the door became another line of words.

——The Spiritual Hospital of the Gods.

"A strange place." Lin Qiye shook his head, stepped forward, and walked directly in front of the large iron gate.

Five years ago, it was not only his body, but also his dreams that suddenly began to change.

For five years, he had the same dream every night, and the protagonists of these dreams were this mysterious spiritual hospital of the gods.

However, the gate of this mental hospital has been closed and cannot be opened no matter what.

Lin Qiye walked around the mental hospital countless times, with only the entrance of the large iron gate on the front. Although the surrounding walls are not high, the most outrageous thing is that every time Lin Qiye jumps up, the height of the wall will increase accordingly.

As for brute force... Even if Lin Qiye was disbanded, the big iron gate would not even move.

There seems to be only one way to enter.

Knock on the door.

Lin Qiye grabbed the ring on the big iron door, took a deep breath, and slapped heavily on the surface of the iron door.

clang--!

Just as the sound of the buzzing ancient bell echoed in the mental hospital, the body of the big iron gate shook and shook, but it did not open.

clang--!

It was another moment, and the iron door was still not open.

Lin Qiye seemed not surprised or annoyed by this, and continued to knock on it patiently.

In the past five years, he has deeply realized the rules of this dream. He cannot open the iron door except knocking on the door. Moreover, in this dream, he can't do anything else except knocking on the door...

Fortunately, in the dream, he will not be tired, otherwise he will be exhausted long ago.

So, Lin Qiye was like a hardworking worker, and he worked diligently to knock on the door for another night...

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