Tolerating the loyal dog's attack × the cold blind man's suffering
Shen Yu has been blind for seven years and opened a massage parlor.
Every Wednesday night at eight o'clock, a man showed up on time and performed thirty-seven massages, never saying his name. Shen Yu touched the burn scar on his shoulder, the old injury on his left leg, and the eyeless fish tattooed on his collarbone. On the day of the chemical plant leak seven years ago, someone shouted "close your eyes" - Shen Yu always wanted to know who that person was.
Now he's here. Sit under his hand. My whole body was shaking.
But he said nothing.
Intention: I don't know
