Xia Yumo looked at the anticipation and nervousness in his eyes, and found herself unable to reject him.
In the end, she sighed, looking down at her legs that might never stand up again. She suppressed the loneliness and bitterness in her heart and said:
"You know, I...I can't stand up again in my lifetime."
Her voice was a little low.
She had never been someone who accepted her fate easily.
Abandoned by her parents in an orphanage, she stumbled as she grew up, but eventually made her way to Harvard.
She believed in controlling her own destiny, but at this moment, she sat before Gu Junhang, a dazzling male god, dragging her useless legs and feeling somewhat short of breath.
She didn't want to be pitied, nor did she want to feel inferior because of her legs. But in front of Gu Junhang, the sense of inferiority was so strong.
Even though she tried to sound casual, her voice was still a few decibels lower than usual.