Sheng Qianxia shook her head, no, Gong Beiyao, you are good, you really are, the one who isn't good is me.
It's me who doesn't have the ability, I am not a rich young lady like Ou Yimo, nor do I have an aunt who knows how to perform X treatment.
You are ill, and not only am I unable to help you, but I can only drag you down, making you give up more possibilities of recovery, to gamble on a future with me that may never come...
Gong Beiyao gently and softly said, "Qianqian, if my surgery is successful, I will make sure you become the happiest bride."
Sheng Qianxia covered her cheeks with her hands, struggling to keep her tears from falling.
You will, you will have a bride... you will also be happy... it must be so...
Sheng Qianxia looked into Gong Beiyao's eyes, filled with a smiling expression, and was really afraid that he might become unable to see again.
His eyes are so beautiful, he should not belong to the darkness...
