On the other side, Gu Zixuan woke up in the middle of the night at four-thirty in the morning.
Having fallen asleep only at half-past one, waking up in less than three hours was a tormenting experience.
Perhaps there was something on her mind, she couldn't sleep soundly. When she woke up and saw the phone screen that still hadn't lit up, something dim passed through her eyes...
She recalled the car accident eight years ago that injured her eyes, recuperating at the "New York University Medical Center."
Her vision was impaired, temporarily blind, and He Qimo took meticulous care of her. The gentleness he showed at the time, the light kiss he once placed on the corner of her lips, and even that night when she took the initiative, he murmured the words "Marry me" against her lips, her eyes slowly welled up with moisture.
Wiping them dry, she stubbornly lifted her chin, letting all the remaining sadness flood back.
