Gu Xia thinks about the matter of her eyes almost constantly, every single day.
When she regained her sight, she asked Uncle Gabai, but Uncle Gabai mentioned volunteers—would she believe him?
Still, she knows that asking won't yield anything as everyone is determined to keep it from her.
So Gu Xia has never brought up the matter of her eyes these days, yet a person like her, wouldn't she understand gratitude?
Something as significant as her eyes, how could she use them with ease?
And, the most important thing is, lately, whenever Gu Xia looks in the mirror, she often has a feeling.
A feeling that these eyes are particularly familiar, as if she has seen them somewhere?
The owner of these eyes should be someone she knows, right?
With this thought, she nearly finds it hard to sleep every night; every time the General thinks she's asleep, she's actually pretending.
She's especially afraid, afraid they're Lu You's, Old Gu's, Xiao Mei's, Mo Guo's, Xiao Xue's...
