Su Qi kept staring at Mo Xiuhan's face, but on that face covered in scars, it remained unnervingly calm.,He had lost too much, his pupils were already dilating, but he was still trying very hard. His eyes didn't blink, staring deeply, "Qiqiu...are you...crying for me",This person, once hated to the extreme, but how have they treated him over these past eight years And how has he treated them in return...。