Pure Darkness

Chapter 63

Clouds cover the green hills. It's a small town in the south, a house on a hilltop.

Oi! I am an article!

The sky turned bright very early, and sunlight shone on every window. It was very enchanting, a truly incredible sight.

But it was just a single house.

Oi! I am an article!

Under such scorching sunlight (because she forgot to close the curtain the night before), An Yan was still sleeping like a dead man until nine, where she opened her eyes grimly. He stretched his body luxuriously before jumping out of bed.

Every otaku wakes up on the wrong side of the bed. He adopted a cold expression, took a bath and changed clothes. Then, she put on her sandals and went ‘pitter derai’ down the stairs. While walking, he opened Moments* on his phone. Her mood improved greatly when she saw Gu Fangfang's latest cosplay selfie. He secretly ‘liked’ his photo and secretly saved the photo to his phone. After that, he looked up and saw the sunlight flooding the house, only then sensed that today would be a good day.

*T/N (peng you quan) – Moments, social networking functionality of the WeChat smartphone app )

He headed straight for the bedroom in the furthest corner of the first floor.

Oi! I am an article!

The door was closed but not locked. This made it more convenient for An Yan to enter if that person needed something. He gently pushed the door open. The room was completely silent, and the curtains were closed, with no gaps between them. There was a heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the room. With a dim light, An Yan saw the man still lying down, perpendicular, on the bed, with the blanket neatly pulled over him, and his arms and legs just laid out.

He was like a tree when he slept.

Every time he saw her like this, An Yan was silent for a moment.

Then, tok tok tok — he knocks on the door non-stop.

The man in the bed was shaking.

An Yan said, “Bos, time to wake up.”

For the first time in his life he met an otaku who stayed up late and slept longer than him. An Yan felt that, in a subtle way, he had lost his superior position.

Bo Jinyan pushed onto the bed with her hands and sat down. Then, he grabbed the sunglasses by the bedside and put them on. In the dim light, the man wearing these pajamas looked extremely tall and weak. An Yan watched her quietly for a few seconds before turning to the kitchen.

An Yan finished preparing breakfast not long after. Bo Jinyan had also finished her bath and was sitting in the dining room. He had changed clothes and trousers, and was still wearing his sunglasses.

An Yan muttered, “Can't you take those things off because you're home?”

“No,” replied Bo Jinyan.

An Yan stopped the topic.

There is a prejudiced view that the blind man is quiet and like a lost and wandering soul. However, not every blind person fits this view. Although this man was blind, his nose became sensitive, unlike before. He had just sat for a while when he sniffed twice and his face turned black. “Egg sandwich again? That you can maintain a record of zero improvement of your culinary skills over a period of one year is truly remarkable.”

An Yan was completely unaffected. Which otaku would be ashamed of his culinary skills? He even smiled faintly as he said, “You are wrong, I have maintained my zero improvement record for 26 years.”

Bo Jinyan was silent.

An Yan lowered his head to eat. Bo Jinyan's fork flipped the plate several times, as the food was very difficult to swallow. He had memories left of the various breakfasts Jian Yao used to prepare every morning, but the moment he realized that he was reminiscing, he decided to stop immediately.

“Can't you fry fish?” Bo Jinyan asked.

An Yan said, “Didn't we just eat it two days ago? After all, who eats fish for breakfast?” He glanced at Bo Jinyan and continued, “You can't see, so it's not a good idea to eat too many fish. What if you choke? You mean, you're even expecting me to help you pick fish bones?

“Ha ha . .” Bo Jinyan replied. “You're too anxious. Even if I close my eyes, I can still spit out every bone from the entire fish. ”

An Yan's turn was silent.

He really did not want to talk to this man anymore. However, when he looked up, he saw Bo Jinyan's two dark circles of sunglasses, as well as her firm, handsome, jet-black eyebrows. At that moment, An Yan's heart softened, and he decided to compromise. “At most, I will go to the supermarket again today, and buy fish burgers, fish sausages, and fish meatballs. If you have fresh fish, you can buy it. ”

Bo Jinyan nodded, signifying her agreement.

*(chi zi) – literally, a pool. My guess is there is ‘kolam’ water and unwashed dishes in the sink. . .

This place was Xun Town, located in the southern interior. It's not big or small. Bo Jinyan chose to stay here just because she had previously interacted with someone here. Even the house they rented had been arranged for them by the same person.

They reached the city's criminal investigation unit very quickly. When An Yan stopped the car, Bo Jinyan was already holding onto her staff, and walked slowly up the stairs, inch by inch. This neatly dressed man, with his handsome and slender appearance, walked into the inside of the criminal investigation unit, actually blind. People often raise their eyebrows when they see it. Occasionally, soft comments are also made. Bo Jinyan had always been motionless. An Yan was the same. He stuffed his hand into his pants pocket and walked steadily forward behind Bo Jinyan, unshakable.

However, today, they did not achieve their goals.

The criminal investigator in charge received them saying, apologetically, “Professor Bo, Xiao An, sorry! At the last minute, our heads were asked to meet with an important guest. However, the advanced information from the case that Professor Bo helped us solve earlier is here. If you have any other request, you can convey it directly to me. ”

An Yan took that information and Bo Jinyan simply said, “Thank you.”

The criminal investigator wanted to continue to mince words with them, but Bo Jinyan leaned her ears to listen attentively to the activities in the office. Suddenly, he smiled, and asked, “What's the big case you're working on right now?”

The criminal investigator was shocked. He noticed An Yan was also staring at him, and quickly replied, “Nothing. We have no recent cases. Ah, we are a small place, how can we have cases all the time? His .. . .supervisor will come for inspection, so everyone is prepared for it. ”

He said this in a flat tone. An Yan's face showed that he understood the situation, while Bo Jinyan only smiled faintly while quickly straightening up. “Because there are no cases, we will go.” He turned around to leave.

The criminal investigator hurriedly said, “Wait! Even though the chairman wasn't here today, he had specifically reserved a table in the restaurant downstairs. Some of us would like to invite you both to dinner to express our gratitude. .”

Bo Jinyan's steps did not falter. The criminal investigator could only see the back of his head when he said, “No need, I don't like to eat with people I don't know.”

The criminal investigator said nothing.

An Yan gave her an unreadable smile before turning to follow Bo Jinyan, with a hand in her pants pocket.

They both left in a hurry. The criminal investigator stood stunned for a moment, then sighed, pulled out his phone and called the person. “Halo, Chairman. Bo Jinyan and An Yan came and went. They don't want to stay and eat with us.”

——

After leaving the police station, Bo Jinyan and An Yan went to lunch.

Southern cities are more or less similar. The same streets were bustling and lively, rows of dazzling dining establishments, tall and low buildings.

An Yan found a small place to eat, and they ordered some dishes: 1.5 kg of fish, a plate full of boiled chicken feet.... . When placing the order, Bo Jinyan asked the waiting staff, asking, “Do you have a fish skin bastard *?” Confused, the waiting staff said, “What is it? No.”

*T/N (hun tun) – cake boxes folded over meat stuffing and boiled in soup or fried. It seems that Bo Jinyan asked the bastard where the meat was wrapped in boxes of fish skin. The picture depicts an ordinary bastard in a soup.

An Yan commented, “Could you not have such great demands in terms of food?”

Bo Jinyan replied, “No.”

As they drank for each other's health, Bo Jinyan thought of the time she returned to China from abroad, the first time she ate the skin of a rogue fish. It also happened in the small town in the same south, but he was able to find them for her.

As . . . . others.

It seemed that all the warm and wonderful experiences in his life were bestowed upon him by those two people, as beautiful as a dazzling rainbow. She once had both of them by her side at the same time, for friendship, and for love.

Bo Jinyan raised her hand to adjust her sunglasses. His face was clear and calm.

An Yan sat beside her, quietly playing the game. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Bo Jinyan was sitting too close to the path, putting him in danger of being hit by passers-by. So, she said, “Move to the right a little.”

He offered no reason, but Bo Jinyan obediently changed positions.

When the food arrived, the two men quietly began to eat.

After some time, when they were eating until they were full, while An Yan was drinking a cup of red iced tea, he suddenly lifted his head and asked, “Bos, when are we going home?”

Bo Jinyan paused for a moment before replying, “For the longest, three months. I'll bring things to a conclusion with them. ”

An Yan was silent for a moment. Then he nodded and said, “Understand.”