Without joy, anger, sorrow, or pleasure, without pain or love, though she couldn't bear to let go.
Yet the darkness brought by her blindness would torment her forever; she would no longer see the blue sky and white clouds, no longer be able to paint, pursue her dreams, or become a soldier. Most importantly, she would never see Bei Jiang again.
Nan Fei felt an overwhelming fear, scared that when Bei Jiang returned, she would not be able to see him.
What right did a blind Jiang Nanfei have to stand by his side or claim the matriarch position of the Huo Family?
Her agony was being eaten away by monumental anxiety, torturing her. Ironically, her experiences from her past life and the harm her family caused her in this life indeed made her grow, become stronger; so strong she could bear the panic and anguish.
She could accept it all with a calm demeanor.
Nan Fei spread her palm, gazing at the intricate lines on her fair hand, a touch of irony lurking in her smile.
