Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 281 - 50 (End of the Volume)

Chapter 281: Chapter 50 (End of the Volume)

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."

Currently, there was a conflict between his perceptions.

*If he closed his eyes, everything could go back to normal, but ultimately he had to live with his eyes open in the future.*

Calming his emotions, Li Zhiyuan refused Alii’s help, and carried the washbasin with his left hand, while supporting himself on the wall with his right hand as he walked.

Reaching the water vat, he put down the basin and looked around. The rural plains in the early morning felt like a vast ink painting.

He had not seen such beauty in a long time.

Suddenly, Li Zhiyuan felt like learning to paint.

Except for subjects related to "Corpse Recovery," he didn’t have much confidence in himself.

But he felt confident in learning other things.

Besides, he had an excellent little teacher of traditional Chinese painting beside him.

After washing up, since it was still early for breakfast, Li Zhiyuan as usual played chess with Alii.

They didn’t set up a board, playing invisibly by pointing their fingers, but this time, Alii didn’t have to guide Li Zhiyuan’s fingers for the game.

While playing, he felt he had leftover energy to distract himself, unable to fully engage his heart and mind.

"Alii, shall we start another game?"

The girl nodded.

Playing in the air, they started another game.

The previous game strategy was steady and cautious, but with this new game, they decided to go for an aggressive and fast approach.

It felt alright, the boy thought it was interesting, and the girl didn’t seem to struggle either.

In the end, the style changed, but the result didn’t; the boy lost four games more efficiently.

"Time for breakfast!"

Aunt Liu’s voice sounded delightful.

Going downstairs to eat, a bowl of congee and a salted duck egg later, Li Zhiyuan finished quickly. He had come down early, and others were just starting to rise.

Aunt Liu brought a bag of apples over, saying she bought them on the way.

Li Zhiyuan picked up a small knife and sat there peeling apples for everyone.

Tan Wenbin and Run Sheng didn’t notice anything unusual; after greeting in the morning, they each sat down to eat.

Li Sanjiang came downstairs. Just as he picked up his chopsticks, he saw his great-grandson peeling apples, which startled him so much that his eyelids jumped up.

Though his great-grandson had remained optimistic and embraced life actively after going blind, in his eyes, even those who had been blind for ten years couldn’t navigate daily life as freely as his great-grandson;

but no matter, it seemed implausible to perform such delicate and dangerous tasks.

"Little Yuanhou, you..."

"Grandmaster, my eyesight has recovered, I can see now."

The simple statement left Li Sanjiang sitting there in shock for a long time.

In contrast, Tan Wenbin and Run Sheng recovered first, immediately coming over to check, but since they knew and believed that Xiao Yuan’s eyes would recover, they simply expressed congratulations, as if he had just gotten over a serious illness.

Li Sanjiang did not come over, but watched Xiao Yuan interact with the others closely, noticing there were more eye exchanges.

He wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, lowered his head, and started eating the congee, each mouthful slurped with extra force and noise.

Some people’s emotions are like a dam, bit by bit blending into daily life, habitually repressed and unexpressed, until they are pushed past a certain level and then the floodgates burst.

Li Zhiyuan began distributing the apples, bringing a plate over to Liu Yumei.

"Your eyesight recovered?"

"Yeah, it’s better now. Grandma, was your trip smooth?"

"Yes, it was. I met a few old friends, couldn’t refuse to save face, so we had a meal, which made us come back late."

"It’s good that it was smooth."

"Take care of your eyes." Liu Yumei stretched, "While young, don’t rush to wear yourself out. You’ll regret it later."

"I understand, Grandma."

Li Zhiyuan walked over to Li Sanjiang, "Grandmaster, have an apple."

"Little Yuanhou, Grandmaster should take you to the hospital for a check-up."

"No need, Grandmaster, didn’t the professor in Shanghai say it? This illness, once healed, is healed. If not, there wasn’t much that could be done anyway. I’ll just take care to rest from now on."

"Yes, I remember the professor also said that you shouldn’t stress too much, and that when you go back to school later, take it easy with your studies, don’t overwork yourself; health is the most important, a bit of extra leniency in grades is okay."

Tan Wenbin, who was eating congee nearby, suddenly felt his cheek turn sore.

"Alright, Grandmaster, I’ll contact Uncle Tan to let him take me to complete my school enrollment procedures soon."

"Yes, Officer Tan is a good man." Li Sanjiang lit a cigarette for himself, then called "Zhuangzhuang" and tossed one over.

"Grandmaster, before enrolling in school, should we inform my grandpa and grandma?"

"Do you think Hanhou and Guiyinghou don’t already know?"

"Do they already know?"

"The day after relocating the household registration, I went home to tell them about it. Guiyinghou cried a lot, while Hanhou didn’t cry, but he was deeply saddened."

Li Zhiyuan then realized, after the household registration transfer, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying’s visits had suddenly reduced in frequency; they had only come by once recently, back when he was still pretending to be blind to prevent them from worrying by playing a "ghost catching" game with his eyes covered.