C257 blindness

"Could it be … no worries?" He asked again, but his hands were gripping her slightly callused hands tighter and tighter.

Hua Xiangrong bit her lips: "I … I am not. " She tried to pull back her hand. "I don't know anything about Wuyou!"

How did she forget?

How deep did I injure him? For a year and a half, his cold gaze told her that she would call him Wuxin. Then he would stop caring about her