The boy closed his eyes, sat up, and reached forward with his hands, pretending he still couldn't see.
Soon, warm fingertips touched his eye sockets, then gently pried his eyes open.
The girl's face was right in front of him, her smile slight but more apparent than before.
It was obvious that just from that earlier glance, she knew the boy could see.
Because he was her balcony, and even a sliver of curtain opening on her balcony was a rainbow to her.
Getting out of bed and walking toward the washbasin stand, even over this short distance in the room, Li Zhiyuan walked with all the grace of someone whose left and right foot were tightly bound with the same rope.
He had to stop, afraid he might trip if he continued walking.
*He had once worried that when his eyes could finally see, he wouldn't adapt. Now his worries had come true.*
Li Zhiyuan understood that his learning ability was strong, which had led him recently to overdevelop and rely on "memory images."
