Yan Zhixing and I have been in love for eight years, and he is the only one who doesn't care that I am disabled.
Three days before I went from school uniform to wedding dress, I overheard his phone call.
"The car accident eight years ago caused Xue Shengsheng to lose his hearing. What did Mr. Yan want to do in this car accident?"
"If she's deaf, she's deaf. If she's useless, she's useless. At worst, I'll take care of her from now on."
"In three days, it will be my wedding with An An. As long as she is not here, An An can marry in glory."
In the corner where Yan Zhixing couldn't see, tears wet the pillow.
It turns out that the savior I thought was the abyss of pain.
The wedding I was looking forward to was the lie that took away my life.
In this case, I do as he wishes.
