"Because I love him, that's all. His eyes are his life, and I don't need these eyes anymore..."
Lin Jinglan turned around and gently held the hands of the man on the bed, "Just say that I am a vain woman who saw that he was of no use and was poisoned by him.
Time has gone, it was you who saved him. . . How's that? "
Duan Chisu looked at Song Qingfeng on the bed and fell into deep thought for a longer time.
After a long while, he suddenly said, "Why are you doing this?"
"Is it worth exchanging your own eyes for his hatred?"
"It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, I just want him to be the gorgeous Song Qingfeng again."