I have been Jiang Lin's substitute for ten years, and even my breathing imitates his dead Bai Yueguang.
Until I found the diary in his study.
"She doesn't look like Qianqian at all when she smiles."
"But it's so exciting to cry about."
As I was packing my things overnight, there was a knock on the door.
Standing outside was Qianqian's real brother——
The man who was blinded by Jiang Lin.
He handed me a blood-stained photo:
"Do you want to know why Jiang Lin is obsessed with your eyes?"
