"I've been preparing for a long time."
Tu Haohao spoke softly, just glanced at the table, and stood up to walk to the fridge.
In Li Chengze's hand was a registration form for the Red Cross's eye bank.
"Today is your birthday, let me make you some longevity noodles."
The noodles were something she had prepared earlier in the morning.
A long noodle, cooked without breaking.
"If I could, I originally wanted to donate my body, but unfortunately, my organs have deteriorated, so it's not possible."
The steam concealed her expression.
Li Chengze said nothing.
"I've already signed it, but it still requires family consent."
Tu Haohao paused, then added another sentence.
"Do you agree?"
The hand holding the registration form trembled.
He never expected that she would start arranging these things without him knowing.
In an instant, there was anger.
But after the anger came deep sadness.
He was unable to calm down, with turmoil churning within.
