I had a high fever, and my eyes, which had been poked blind by He Yanan's patients eight years ago when I was trying to save him, suddenly regained my sight.
I rushed to his office full of joy and wanted to surprise him.
But the first time I saw him after many years, he was feeding Swiss rolls to others.
"Ayu, that blind man can do nothing but get in the way. I've really had enough."
"I didn't ask her to save me back then. She was blind and had to rely on me, and she even wanted to marry me. She should have died eight years ago."
Lin Jingyu licked the cream off his fingers and said shyly:
"Brother Yan An, if you are willing to give me eight Swiss rolls, are you also willing to give me your heart?"
I wanted to poke my eyes out on the spot.
On the wedding day, I left He Yanan behind and got on the plane flying to New York.
But he questioned me like crazy.
"Are you crazy because you are blind?"
"Congratulations, I can see it."
