"My name is Masaki, how long have you been in the United States?" Masaki replied softly as he felt the slightly cold touch between his fingers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Linghua's pale face showed a cute smile, as if the flaws in her eyes did not affect her optimism in the slightest, "I came to the United States when I was eight years old, Masaki, a very special name, but I can feel that you must be a very good person, and you must be tall, right?"

Masaki was slightly stunned, is he a good person? Looking at the girl in front of him who was as pure as ice and snow only to his chest, he nodded: "It's okay, but how do you know?"

"I have special abilities!" Linghua suddenly smiled, and said in a playful tone, as if imagining the surprise of Zhengji in her mind, before she snorted and laughed again, shook her head and said: "Just kidding, your hands are so big, and you must not be low."

Masaki looked at the smiling girl in front of him, admired it, and put himself in his shoes, if he were her, would he still have such a cheerful personality in the dark.

"It's a nice day today!" Linghua felt the warm and humid smell of the air, her eyes looked directly at the light of the sun, as if she could see the world, her nose moved slightly, and she sniffed gently, as if relying on the smell to identify the world she couldn't see.

"Can your eyes be cured?" Masaki finally couldn't hold back, and asked, if it could be solved with money, he wouldn't mind giving generously.

"It's not curable, I'm congenital blind, thank you for your concern", Linghua showed a trace of distressing melancholy on her face, and then turned into a smiling face, and said sweetly.

"What is the world like in your eyes?" Reika suddenly turned to look at Masaki and asked softly, although her dusty eyes revealed a hint of curiosity and longing.

"Our world?" Masaki was stunned in place, for the light that has accompanied him all his life, he has never thought about this problem, because the light for him, just like the air, has never been lacking, so naturally he will not pay special attention, and often, people will understand the importance of this thing when they lose something, Linghua asked, he used his own eyes, looking at the world, there is movement, there is stillness, the expression that blooms on people's faces, there is joy, there is happiness, there is sadness, there is excitement, within the sight, there is a beautiful and boundless scenery, there is also a bottomless deep sea that makes people feel frightened, in the past, he has never been like now, with such a purpose, to examine the world in which he lives!

"There is no lack of beauty in the world, what is missing is only the eyes that find beauty," Masaki's mind suddenly came to mind.

What he saw in his sight, he tried his best to use the words he could think of, vividly told the girl one by one, and the girl listened to his description, as if she "saw" this beautiful world, and unconsciously put a smile on her face.

For a whole afternoon, Masaki sat on the shore with the girl, talking quietly, and from time to time the girl's silver bell-like laughter rippled in the waves.

"Do you like to listen to songs?, I'll give you one", Linghua smiled and took out one of the earphones she was listening to, handed it to Masaki and asked.

Masaki nodded, took it gently, and stuffed it into his ear.

Linghua felt Masaki's movements, smiled slightly, "clicked", and gently pressed the start button.

"If only I could see it

You can easily tell the difference between day and night

can be accurate in the crowd

Hold your hand

If only I could see it

I can drive you around

You can be pleasantly surprised from behind

Give you a hug ....."

Listening to the familiar voice and lyrics, Masaki was slightly stunned, isn't this song "You Are My Eyes" in his first chapter album? Looking at Linghua again, he seemed to listen to it very seriously, he didn't speak, and quietly accompanied the girl to listen to this song.

"How's it going?" After listening to a song for a long time, Linghua asked softly as if she was suppressing her emotions.

Masaki nodded: "Well, it's very good."

"Yes, the album that my uncle brought back to me from China, this is my favorite song, it feels like a song written for the blind, I cried for a long time when I first listened to it, speaking of which, this author seems to be the same as your name, both called Masaki, what a coincidence!" Linghua suddenly thought of something, turned around and "looked" at Masaki, and said with a little excitement.

Masaki's mouth opened, and he stopped talking.

"Speaking of which, I actually want to go back to China, I really want to listen to his concert in person, listen to his voice, my biggest dream now is to ask him for an autograph, but unfortunately, I can't see, I can't see what he looks like", the cheerful Linghua rarely flashed a trace of loss in her eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Actually, your dream is not difficult to come true," Masaki said softly to Linghua with a warm glint in his eyes.

Hearing Zhengji's voice, Linghua was slightly stunned, looked at him in surprise, and waited for his next step.

"Because, I'm the one you want to see," he said softly, looking at Linghua.

"Flutter!" chuckled, but seeing Linghua covering her mouth, she couldn't help laughing, "I know you want to comfort me, but you don't have to say such a false thing."

However, in the next second, a familiar singing voice sounded softly in her ears, so that she could no longer laugh, a familiar voice, a familiar melody, a familiar timbre, although there was no accompaniment, but she was sure that this voice was the voice that she had heard thousands of times in Suisheng's hearing, when God closed a door for you, it would also open a window for you, although she couldn't see it with her eyes, but her hearing was beyond ordinary people's sensitivity, and she could recognize the sound she had heard 100%!

She felt as if she had been struck by an invisible electric current, and she sat on the shore in a daze, with the singing voice of Zhengji close at hand in her ears, her lips trembled unconsciously, and her eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe that all this was real.

Masaki hummed softly, looking at Linghua, who had fallen into a sluggishness, the fiery red sunset, carved an orange light on her transparent white face, and the eyelashes that she tasted trembled slightly, so beautiful that she was not like the world, as if she was a fairy.

"It's really you!" Reika muttered as she looked at Masaki, her hand unconsciously reaching forward, as if trying to touch him to confirm that all of this was true and not a dream.

Masaki's hand gently grasped Reika's hand, making her feel her presence, with a hint of pity in her eyes.

After a while, Linghua slowly regained her composure, but at this moment, after learning the identity of Masaki, she could no longer return to the peace of mind when she got along with him just now, in fact, this is not to blame her, the author of the song she listened to every day is now sitting next to her, and her wish is in a position where she is in a hurry, how can she be calm.

"I, can I touch your face?" Linghua suddenly blushed with a hint of blush, and whispered to Zhengji, who seemed to be a little lacking in confidence and afraid of Zhengji's rejection, and added: "I can't see it, so I want to touch your face to see how you look, so that I can remember you forever."

Masaki looked at Linghua's cautious appearance, his heart was slightly sour, he nodded and mumbled, and slowly brought his face to her side.

Linghua felt the movement of Masaki, stretched out her hands, and carefully touched Masaki's face little by little, after finally touching the soft texture of the skin, she turned out to be excited and her hand trembled slightly, took a deep breath, and slowly stroked the contours of Masaki's face, round and slightly stubble chin, slender lips, straight nose bridge, concave and convex eye sockets, sword-like thick eyebrows, gradually, Linghua in her mind, little by little outlined Masaki's appearance, the image of a handsome young man jumped in his mind。

"So you look like this, you feel good-looking", Linghua slowly withdrew her hand as if reluctantly, with a happy smile on her face, and muttered to herself.

"You're also a beautiful girl," Masaki said softly as he looked at Reika in front of him.

"It's a pity, it's time for me to go home, isn't the sun about to set?" Linghua hugged her shoulders, keenly feeling the temperature drop of the last bit of brilliance of the sun, and said to Masaki with a regretful expression on her face.

"Well, I'll send you back," Masaki looked at the sky, although the blind man was blind, but he had a keen sense that ordinary people could hardly reach, and talked with Reihua for an afternoon, he had already regarded this blind girl as his friend in his heart, and naturally he didn't want to see her go home alone under the lead of a guide dog.

"Really, if it's inconvenient, I can do it myself, there is a blind road, and there is Zyra", Reika seemed to be very happy when she heard Masaki's answer, but she was still a little shy.

"Well, let's go," Masaki nodded with a smile, took her hand, and showed his attitude with practical actions.

A tall young man, a lovely blind girl, and a lovely golden retriever make up a harmonious and wonderful scene in the night.

Zhengji took Linghua's hand, held "Jiela", carefully led the way, dodged one obstacle after another, and reminded softly at the steps, the cooperation between the two gradually tacitly understood, often Zhengji a move, in a word, Linghua knows how to walk ahead, in the eyes of outsiders on the side of the road, Linghua and Zhengji, at the moment, like a normal couple, every move, is so harmonious, is so warm.

"I'm almost there, a small building in front of me is my home", an hour later, Linghua heard the familiar sound of music from the store next to her home, and said softly, her expression seemed to be a little reluctant, the long road before, but today it feels very fast, for some reason, when she stays with Masaki, she will always inexplicably think of a lyric in the song he sang" You are my eyes, taking me through the crowds, you are my eyes, taking me to read the vast sea of books, because you are my eyes, let me see the world, right in front of my eyes."