In the quaint room, Nian sat up from his bed, muttering to himself. He was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face, but his clear eyes were covered with bandages, as if they were injured.,To this day, he still remembers the look in the rescued child's eyes when their souls met in the hospital. Those clear eyes made Lin Ling feel that it was all worth it!,Although he remembered the original owner's master stuffing something into his eyes to try and cure them, he had a gut feeling. He was afraid he would go blind!。