Hua Shiyu gently closed her eyes, letting her small face bask in the bright sunshine.
Just three months ago, she couldn't enjoy such dazzling brilliance.
For four long years, she lived in darkness, a profound, pitch-black fear that others could not understand.
She could only hide behind the curtains, using her face to touch that hint of warmth.
Even now, though she had regained her vision, the fear deep inside her was always lurking.
Even often in her dreams, she dreamt of her corneas being removed again, forever living in that dark underground, chased by a terrifying group of demons.
If someone is born blind, then blindness is not a painful thing for them.
Because they have no concept of light to begin with.
But for someone who was healthy and then lost light, that kind of grim despair might become a shadow for the rest of her life.
Now, Gong Ye had brought her back.
Back to this place that once gave her warmth and also terrible nightmares.
