Lin Fanxing forgot about his own injuries and immediately reached out to catch him.
But the stranger was taller than him, and clearly already unconscious as he collapsed. Catching him was anything but easy; instead, the weight dragged Lin Fanxing down with him. Instinctively, Lin Fanxing staggered forward to brace himself, barely preventing the two of them from crashing into the corner of the table together.
“Hiss!”
Unfortunately, that extra step came at a price. The corner of the table jammed directly into his lower back.
Ignoring the pain, he focused on the person in his arms, whose body was already slipping toward the floor with alarming force, landing beside him with a dull thud. Lin Fanxing didn’t even bother rubbing his aching waist before hurriedly bending down to pull him back up. His savior was sprawled unconscious on the ground.
The moment he touched him, the heat nearly startled him.
He was burning up with a high fever.
To be fair, Lin Fanxing had far too much experience taking care of people. Before he even fully processed the situation, his body had already entered its next routine automatically, as his eyes darted around the apartment in search of a medicine kit.
Judging from the furniture and decorations, Lin Fanxing guessed the apartment probably belonged to an elderly woman. The curtains and tablecloths carried elegant floral patterns, and there was even a vase holding a bundle of wilted sunflowers. Whoever had lived here had clearly treated life carefully and kindly.
So there had to be medicine somewhere. No elderly person lived without emergency medication at home.
Lin Fanxing immediately looked toward the woven bamboo drawer cabinet near the entrance. It stood in the most obvious spot, so maybe it was there. Therefore, he hurried over and yanked open the drawer, praying the entire time desperately.
Please let there be medicine. Please.
Otherwise, his savior might actually die here.
His phone was still back at the rental apartment, too, so he couldn’t even call for a delivery.
Please, please, please let it be medicine…
Lin Fanxing pulled open the drawer that seemed untouched for ages, but the moment he looked inside, his vision suddenly blurred. Everything became hazy, as though viewed through fogged glass.
Two or three seconds later, the blurry filter finally faded. He rubbed his eyes in confusion.
Why couldn’t he see clearly all of a sudden?
But once his sight returned, fate at least left him one path forward. The drawer was packed with small white medicine boxes and bottles.
Thank god! There’s still hope.
Lin Fanxing frantically rummaged through them, pulling out cold medicine and a fast-acting fever reducer. But when he hurried back with the medicine in hand, his vision blurred again for several seconds.
Wait… what’s happening?!
He shook his head hard, waiting for his sight to clear. This time it took nearly half a minute. Unable to make sense of it, Lin Fanxing could only prioritize saving the person in front of him. The first thing he needed to do was remove the stranger’s helmet.
“You’re already burning with fever. If the fever doesn’t kill you, the helmet probably will,” he muttered to himself.
Truthfully, he had been curious about this mysterious stranger’s appearance from the very beginning. But since the guy clearly didn’t want to show his face, Lin Fanxing couldn’t exactly force him.
Now, though, it wasn’t his fault. He needed to take the helmet off so his “Ge” could take medicine. Without the slightest guilt, Lin Fanxing lifted the black helmet upward. The first thing he saw was a sharply defined jawline.
Just from that alone, he could already picture the size of this person’s face, definitely tiny enough to fit in one hand. Thin. Fragile. Built like a high school student.
All bones and stubbornness.
And you call yourself “Brother Fei”?! Are you even old enough yet?!
Alright then, whatever you say…
Lin Fanxing pulled harder, finally removing the helmet completely, but the dizziness that had struck him twice before suddenly assaulted his vision again. He only caught sight of a pair of pale, bloodless lips before darkness swallowed everything whole.
What the hell…!
The helmet slipped from Lin Fanxing’s hands and hit the floor as he dropped down with it. He waved both hands wildly before his eyes, trying to catch even the faintest blurry shadow, but this time it wasn’t mere dizziness.
He was completely blind.
After fighting his way out of death and escaping disaster after being reborn, Lin Fanxing had once again fallen into the fate of blindness.
For several long seconds, he almost lost all will to survive. He didn’t even have the desire to move anymore. Half his soul still seemed stranded in his previous life, while the rest drifted numbly through this one.
As panic and dread slowly spread through him, Lin Fanxing sat blankly on the icy floor, seized by a defeated sort of resignation.
How long is fate planning to torment me?
To his own surprise, he actually laughed.
He truly couldn’t see anymore…
And yet, strangely enough, the situation didn’t feel unfamiliar.
Back then, after his left eyeball had been destroyed, he had been rushed to the hospital. The doctors examined him and immediately scheduled surgery to remove the damaged part entirely. He had begged them desperately, begged for even the smallest mercy.
Even if the eye couldn’t be saved, he had pleaded for them to at least preserve its shape… not let it collapse into emptiness.
“The brain can’t recognize a damaged eyeball, but when the eye is injured, it triggers a rejection response,” the doctor coldly informed him. “If the left eye is ruined, it has to be removed immediately; otherwise, when the brain starts attacking the right eye as well, it’ll be too late!”
The doctor explained it in simple terms, and that same night, his left eye was removed. But the right eye was also injured, so Lin Fanxing spent an entire month with both eyes bandaged, living as a truly “blind person.”
So… was that blind life coming back again now?
Lin Fanxing was just about to give up thinking when his left foot accidentally bumped into the high-fevered body on the ground.
No. He couldn’t just give up.
With a bitter smile, he forced himself to stand, thinking he couldn’t just abandon his savior. Luckily, he had already grabbed the fever-reducing medicine boxes. Lin Fanxing first recalled the layout of the room, then stretched his arms out and staggered toward the dining table.
He found it. Following the wall, he moved toward the kitchen.
Fortunately, it was a one-room apartment, and the space wasn’t large, so everything was easy to locate. Like in his past life, Lin Fanxing fumbled through everything and found a bowl in the kitchen. He also found the faucet, turned it on, and heard water running.
The rain outside seemed to have stopped. Lin Fanxing tilted his head and listened for a few seconds, then carried a bowl of tap water back to the living room.
Everything was done by touch, and quickly, his hands had become his eyes. He carefully avoided sharp corners, remembering how to keep himself from getting hurt. Now he was simply repeating that same survival instinct. When his foot touched the person on the floor, he even knew to brace himself against the table before squatting down.
A well-adjusted little blind man.
The two medicine boxes were of different sizes. Lin Fanxing picked up the smaller one, the strong antipyretic. One pill… would that be enough? He placed both hands on the savior’s body, starting to estimate his height and weight. But as he felt him over, Lin Fanxing couldn’t help but gasp.
Too thin!
The boy was tall, taller than him, around 187 or 188 cm by rough estimation, but his body felt like it had been starved for a long time, severely malnourished. Something was definitely wrong with his upbringing.
He must have pushed himself all the way here. If he hadn’t collapsed, he probably wouldn’t have passed out like this.
Lin Fanxing suddenly felt a wave of sour sympathy. Just moments ago, he had still been joking in his head that this person was young; turns out, he wasn’t just young, he was also someone with a hard life.
It’s okay. The medicine would help.
His hand kept moving downward, and then suddenly paused, as Lin Fanxing’s face flushed red. It felt like he had touched something he shouldn’t have…
Lin Fanxing turned his head away awkwardly. As the saying goes, fat people hang peppers, thin people hang branches… this savior really lived up to being “the savior.” Unfairly gifted in that area. Really, really… gifted. Yeah, definitely qualified as “big brother” in that sense.
But what was the use of that if his body was this weak and useless?!
His hand moved up to the man’s face. As expected, it was a palm-sized face. He could even feel the contours clearly, trying to reconstruct the appearance in his mind: a high nose bridge, defined philtrum, thin lips, sharp chin.
A textbook model face.
Tsk. If he were on a high school campus, he’d probably be the moon in the sky for half the school. Moving further up, he touched dense eyelashes, brushing his fingertips, then the eye sockets, and the burning forehead.
Time for medicine.
Lin Fanxing refocused. With this height and weight, he probably needed at least one and a half fever-reducing pills, so he bit one in half, took out a full one, then used his fingers to pry open the stranger’s lips and teeth, forcing a small gap.
He dropped the pills in, then groped for the bowl beside him and tried to feed water like a blind man feeling an elephant.
But as soon as he tilted the bowl, the tap water spilled from the corner of the man’s mouth onto Lin Fanxing’s hand. None of it went in, for his mouth kept closing on reflex.
Trying to feed water to someone while blind was close to impossible. He might not even get half of it in before the whole bowl was gone.
So in situations like this, improvisation was necessary.
Lin Fanxing sighed, touching the boy’s face while mumbling, “Not my fault. I’m not trying to take advantage of you. Sorry… really sorry.”
Then he tilted his head back, took a mouthful of water, and leaned down to press his lips against the stranger’s.
Mouth-to-mouth. This time, no water leaked out.
Only after doing it did Lin Fanxing feel slightly relieved, but the next problem immediately surfaced: the man was unconscious and couldn’t swallow.
Fine!
He’d commit to it.
Life didn’t leave much room for hesitation. Saving a life was saving a life, and besides, this person had saved him first. With that thought, Lin Fanxing steadied himself.
Then, for the first time in his life, he extended his tongue.
It felt strange, like secretly kissing someone and taking advantage of them. He was extremely uncomfortable, his body stiff and uncoordinated, not knowing where to put his hands or feet. When his tongue touched the other man’s, a brief jolt of resistance ran through him.
Strange. So this is what a tongue feels like, firmer than he expected.
After a few seconds of hesitation, he forced himself to continue. His tongue moved carefully inside the other’s mouth, searching for the pill. He swept across the palate, teeth, tongue surface, everything that should and shouldn’t be touched.
Finally, he managed to push the pill toward his throat.
Seizing the moment, he quickly pulled back and took another sip of water, feeding it in again. After two tries, the pill was gone, slipping down with the water.
Mission complete.
Panting slightly, Lin Fanxing swallowed the remaining water in one gulp.
He hadn’t expected it.
The first kiss he never managed to give in his past life…
Had been used up like this the moment he came back.
In his past life, he had even fantasized about saving it for Qin Xin, but in this life, he had no idea who it had ended up with. However, now that the medicine had been administered, leaving a sick person lying on the floor was simply unacceptable.
Lin Fanxing started taking care of him again, swaying as he dragged his savior toward the sofa. He bumped into the coffee table more than once. After what felt like a Herculean effort, he finally got him onto the sofa and checked his temperature again, still burning hot.
No, he needed to wipe the sweat off. His clothes were completely soaked like this; he couldn’t stay in them.
Even though Lin Fanxing was drenched himself, he didn’t stop to rest. His hands found the hem of the stranger’s T-shirt and followed his abdomen upward, rolling the wet fabric as he went. He rolled it all the way up to the chest, then lifted the man’s head and pulled the shirt completely off.
It could be wrung out to drip water. Lin Fanxing twisted it dry, shook it out, and tossed it onto the nearby sofa.
Then he turned back and started dealing with his savior’s pants.
Shoes and pants were much easier. With his vision gone, Lin Fanxing stripped him clean, down to even the soaked underwear. After that, he felt along the walls again, searching for supplies. He found a bath towel in the bathroom and a blanket in the bedroom. He wiped the man down carefully and thoroughly, then wrapped him tightly in the dry bedding.
There. That should do it.
Only then did Lin Fanxing finally have time to collapse onto the sofa beside him, completely drained.
So tired. He really didn’t want to move anymore.
What little rationality he had left drifted toward the question of why he was going blind again. His eyes were fine in this life, so the cause had to be something from the previous one… Could it be that because he had already gone blind right before dying in his last life, some aftereffects had carried over?
Was he going to experience occasional blindness after reincarnation?
If that was the case, it wasn’t too bad. Temporary blindness was fine… as long as he could recover. And with that, the last of his rationality faded. His body and mind shut down at the same time.
His final action was to crawl under the stranger’s blanket.
So cold from the rain. His back hurt. He felt like he was going to die.
Lin Fanxing, miserable, hugged his savior tightly. His body already ached, and the moment he thought of how Qin Xin had betrayed him in his past life: cheating his feelings, his cold violence, manipulation, borrowing money and never repaying it, abandoning him after using him… his anger surged even higher.
And just like that, Lin Fanxing accidentally got himself so angry that he blacked out and fell asleep.
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