This is the first time they met.
One is dressed in blue, a poor and blind man; the other is dressed in rags and is a homeless child.
"Do you want to follow me?"
"... I want to, but I... Can't do anything."
A pair of clean hands stroked the messy hair: "I will teach you later."
This is fate, this is destiny.
But Zhu Jiu'an knew that I came to you out of my own heart; Bai Yi knew that I took you in out of selfish motives.
Children gradually grow up, like bamboo after rain. After returning home from a certain training session, Zhu Jiuan was stunned. He saw the master reading a book, the candlelight was warm and softened the side of his face. Those glass-like eyes looked peaceful and quiet, but finally became agile. Are his eyes healed?
A blind man raising a child is like raising a sparrow that belongs to him. In the first year of his good eyesight, he looked up intuitively and met those dark and dazzling eyes. It was the first time he had "seen" him, and his child was sharper than he imagined. The thin and tall figure, the clear three-dimensional facial features, the pale lips were slightly opened due to shock at the moment, and the dark eyes were full of emotions. Bai Yi thought he would come back a few days late.
"Are you watching?" Bai Yi held his chin with one hand and teased the sparrow as usual. The sparrow suddenly woke up, jumped directly through the window, flew into the house, knelt on one knee in front of Bai Yi, and just stared at him.
Until Bai opened his hands and made a hug gesture. As if he had received permission, Zhu Jiuan embraced his benefactor, his god, and his future lover as he had done countless times before.
Intention: Destiny, fate, who writes it?