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.,Perhaps heaven saw his kindness and allowed him to be born into this world!,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!。