Birth, aging, illness, and death are curses that no one can escape.
Falling ill is not something that can't be accepted.
It's just, why does it have to be this illness, at this time, and why him?!
He had just remembered his Luo Xiaoqian, he had just heard his son call him dad, he had just picked a nickname for his unborn child... He still has so many things he wants to do, he promised his wife to take her on a world tour, he still wants to see his second child born with his own eyes, to watch him grow day by day, to see him take his first steps, to wait until he can call him dad...
"Why?!" the soft question, with an undeniable anger in Leng Zimo's tone, "Why is it me? It's not fair to Xiao Qian, she has already suffered so much, why does it still have to be like this?!"
What he was worried about in his heart was not himself, but Luo Xiaoqian.
How heartbroken she would be if she found out.
If he truly went blind, if it truly was malignant, what would she do?!
