"Blind Spot? What exactly is it?"

Shi Zuozi twisted his hair on his forehead, and didn't speak, but just thought silently.

Until I started to feel impatient and planned to raise the topic again, he finally moved his mouse and clicked on a diary after the two broke up.

"Look at this place."

【7/8】

[The street lights are changing. I used to accompany Mr. He. Now Mr. He has to cross the road by himself. As before, he follows the crowd crossing the road.]

I looked carefully and didn't notice anything particularly strange.

"Is there anything wrong?"

“From a serious point of view, there are many inappropriate things.”

Only then did you raise a finger on your left:

"First, why did the owner of the diary specifically mention that he met "himself" crossing the road?" He raised his second finger:

"Second... The diary also emphasized that when He met the street, he followed the crowd who crossed the street."

"Wait." I was a little confused:

"Isn't it normal to have to walk with people across the road? It's always like this when we cross the road in the Great Heavenly Kingdom. If we have enough people, we can run a red light together..."

"What I want to say is not the issue of the herd effect. Putting aside this psychological effect, isn't a normal human being the basis for crossing the road? Isn't it a traffic light?"

I frowned:

"What do you want to explain?"

Shi Zuo ignored me and looked forward again. He even clicked a few diary but couldn't find the one he wanted to show me. It seemed that his memory was as terrifying as him, and he couldn't remember things clearly.

“It should be here…”

After a few minutes, he finally found another very early diary.

"You compare this article and take a look."

【#566# Today is Friday again, I am really happy to pick up Mr. He from school! Mr. He is always taking care of me on weekdays, but when it comes to Friday, I feel like a superhero when I walk through the sidewalk with Mr. He!】

"I understand!" A flash of inspiration appeared in my mind:

"What you want me to know is that the owner of the diary has been unconsciously emphasizing: He Yu is not suitable for crossing the road alone... Only in this way can we explain why she felt that she was a 'superhero' when she accompanied He Yu across the road, because she thought that that was protecting He Yu..."

"So the question is, what kind of people have obstacles that cannot cross the road?"

I quickly remembered the previous description of "crossing the road" - the owner of the diary wrote that when he met a road, he judged the behavior of passers-by, which means that he could not identify the traffic light...

"He Yu...is he red and green blind?!"

Shi Zuo was silent for a few seconds:

"I think he is not just red-green blind...it's more likely to be total color blind."

I was stunned.

"Why do you say that?"

At that time, Zuo brought up a few diaries again.

[I always think that red is very gentle, like a warm silk cloth, but red is often given a warning and dangerous meaning, just like a traffic light on the road... But the rose is also red...]

[...I told Mr. He that red is the smell of hot strawberry cake, yellow is the smell of drinking lemon ale by the sea in summer, and blue is like halibut in the sea...]

[The sky outside the window is blue in the lake! It seems that the whole world is turned upside down, and you can see the clear lake water when you look up...]

"Please pay attention to the middle article: Why did the owner of the diary 'tell' He Yu's impression of each color?"

I sat up and clapped my hands. Several netizens around me twisted their heads to look at me in surprise:

"So that's it! It's precisely because He Yu is completely color-blind and can't tell him a little bit of color that she wants to tell He Yu what each color feels..."

As I said that, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind, and the scene I encountered by chance during the evening practice appeared in my mind.

That was when I secretly followed Zhang Mei to the radio room...

"Acai!!Caicai!!" I jumped up and hugged Zuo Cai's shoulder shaking violently, so excited that I was a little incoherent:

"Today! When Zhang Mei secretly gave He Yu chocolate... Yes, she gave assorted chocolate... one color and one taste. Then He Yu said that he could not eat durian, so Zhang Mei said he would not eat yellow..."

"And then, then He Yu said--"

【I can’t】!!!

When Zuo's eyes lit up, I seemed to have mastered some extremely important clues:

"This is so strange, isn't it? He didn't say 'I don't want to eat' nor 'I don't want'. He said [I can't]!!"

"I just realized now. What he meant... it should be that he was totally color blind... He couldn't tell which one was yellow, and of course he couldn't tell which one was durian-flavored chocolate, so he said he couldn't... In this way, he could basically be sure that he was really totally color blind..."

The more I think about it, the more wonderful and shocked I feel in my heart.

Since I was assigned to high school, He Yu has been my math teacher for three years. In these three years, no one in our class has discovered that he is completely color blind.

And when I recall some details of my past study life with this inference, there will be many memories that can confirm this view. In the past few years, He Yu has never used colorful textbooks when teaching us. When writing blackboards with chalk, he often uses various colors of chalk. At first, I just thought he was not careful about the details, and I never thought that he could not recognize the colors of these chalks.

What makes me even more amazing is that Hao Shuqing, a woman who is full of love for the world and extremely sensitive to the colors in life, reveals her sensibility between the lines, is hopelessly in love with an extremely rational and insane man who is black and white.

Love is never a one-sided effort.

In Hao Shuqing's diary, every word and sentence are filled with He Yu's kindness to her, but for He Yu - she is also an indispensable existence in life - why she has added countless dazzling colors to her life in black and white.

Before my mind could digest these details one by one, I heard the same, plague-like chant from the ear:

"It's strange...so strange..."

I asked in surprise:

"What's strange about it? You said that there have always been some things that are not right in this diary. Haven't you found it yourself again? He Yu is color blind... no one can imagine such a thing?"

Shi Zuo shook his head.

"The strange place is not here...or rather, it is precisely because of confirmation that He Yu is totally color-blind that this blog looks very strange."

"What do you mean?"

Shi Zuo slid up and down the roller, and flipped through several diaries, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He slowly turned his head and looked at me.

"Zhang Tianyou, do you still remember what we said at the beginning?"

I stared at him silently.

He said word by word:

"A post like this that narrates in the first person throughout the whole process usually creates a huge blind spot..."
Chapter completed!