[This article has been saved and will not be very long~]
On the day she was picked up at the Guanyin Temple, the old abbot said that this was a child sent by Empress Guanyin.
No father, no mother, no name, no surname, no word, no sight.
The people in the village called her Guanyin, and she survived like this.
Until that rainy day, the young policeman knelt down and picked up the scattered sachet for her.
He said: "My name is Zhou Jing."
Guanyin remembered his voice, like the rain dripping from the eaves of the temple, clear and warm.
He taught her how to read Braille, took her to listen to the wind and watch the sea, and lit a lamp for her in the dark night.
Guanyin realized that the clouds had shapes, the sea had colors, and his eyes were smiling.
——
"The cornea donor's information is confidential." The nurse looked at the trembling girl on the bed: "But he left a message."
"Your name is Guanyin, so you have to go further."
*
One day when sorting out the relics, Guanyin discovered Zhou Jing's diary:
"I went to see Guanyin again today. When she smiled, she had a small dimple on her face, which looked like it contained moonlight."
"Although she can't see my blushing, I still want to say - Song Guanyin, I like you."
Song Guanyin squeezed the sachet tightly, but the mint inside had already withered and turned yellow.
[A woman who works hard to live × an ordinary man]
Demining:
1.1V1, not HE! Not HE! Not HE!
2. The male protagonist is really dead. (Manual highlight)
3. A very ordinary story, an ordinary blind girl, an ordinary policeman, nothing to hate the sea and love the sky. I would like to call it a rural love story.
4. It's probably a story about finding candy in broken glass (covering head)
Intention: Even if you are in darkness, you must believe that there is always a ray of light shining for you
