When had she ever heard Song Boyuan admit his mistakes?
It seemed... not impossible.
Jing Qiao still remembered the first time she had an accident. She didn't know what kind of devastating scene she had presented in Song Boyuan's eyes when he found her.
But with both her leg and hand broken, the injuries so severe, it couldn't have been a gentle scene.
Her ballet dreams shattered. When she woke up, she had become "Wolverine"; post-surgery, her leg was suspended, her whole body lying on the hospital bed, like a mummy.
In that instant, Jing Qiao didn't cry. She just felt bewildered, not knowing what she was living for. Was it just to lie there like a disabled person?
Then she saw Song Boyuan, haggard to the point of being barely recognizable, unshaven, with dark circles under his eyes. In his usually cold and beautiful phoenix eyes, there was a dense web of bloodshot lines, looking as if he was on the brink of madness, as if stained with blood.
