I can no longer see, not the blurry world wrapped in tears in the past, but the darkness that has spread completely.
The day is like a mist that cannot be pulled away, and the night is like an eyelid that cannot be opened. Fear envelopes my world. Instead of facing the darkness that I will never feel again, perhaps death is the best relief.
The tall figure tore through the darkness in front of me and burst into my field of vision.
Can I see it?
I saw his twisted lower body, but before he spoke, his consciousness sank into boundless darkness.
Blind beauty suffers brutally & is cold and paranoid with long hair
This novel is Jiang Huai's private diary, recording his life.
Intention: Loyalty is unpleasant to the ears
