Chapter 695:1 Don’t Even Know My Own Future

“Yanqing,” Shi Jun said with a heavy heart, struggling to ask, “do you know what you’re wearing?”

Wen Yanqing laughed it off, “Tangtang prepared it for me, she said it looks good.”

Shi Jun: I knew it was her!

The look was so transformed, he could barely recognize him.

Shi Jun became numb: “You’ll regret seeing yourself like this in the future.”

“As long as Tangtang thinks it looks good, that’s enough.”

If it blinded others, it wasn’t his problem.

Shi Jun’s mouth twitched: “Maybe you should just go back to wearing your ‘Big Bad Wolf costume from last time?”

Suddenly, the ‘Big Bad Wolf seemed adorably appealing.

“Look a few more times, and you’ll get used to it.” It’s not my problem if you’re not used to it, I’m not changing either way.

Shi Jun held his forehead.

His friend had changed, becoming unreasonably different.

A few days later, no telling how Lin Gantang will have… ugh, dressed him up.

“What made you think to come see me? Not busy lately?” Wen Yanqing held the warm water Lin Gantang had given him.

Shi Jun said, “Even when busy, one needs to rest. I wanted to drink but couldn’t find anyone, so I thought I’d come sit with you for a while.”

“What about Tang Shuming?”

“He’s busy chasing girls all day long. As far as I know, he’s got three on the line, running around like a headless chicken.” Shi Jun expressed disdain, “Wants to be the Casanova, but with his IQ, I bet he’ll come a cropper sooner or later.”

Wen Yanqing asked about his mother.

Shi Jun said, “She was transferred to another hospital recently; the medical resources are better there. But my mum’s getting old and has had some ailments; she’s lost quite a bit of weight these days.”

Shi Jun examined Wen Yanqing and said, “You seem to have lost some weight as well. Hasn’t Gantang been taking care of you?”

“It’s my own issue; I’ve been having poor sleep quality lately.”

“You get anxious the moment I mention her.” Shi Jun continued, “I’m saying Lin Gantang has already moved into the Wen family home, and you still haven’t given her a proper status? Living there with no clear relationship, you two might not mind, but won’t people outside talk nonsense?”

Wen Yanqing’s grip on the cup tightened, whitening the knuckles.

Seeing him silent, Shi Jun felt a surge of apprehension: “Don’t tell me… you’ve wanted to marry her so much, what’s gone wrong?”

Wen Yanqing pursed his lips slightly, “I’ve gone blind.”

“I know your eyesight hasn’t recovered yet.” Shi Jun couldn’t help but show a trace of confusion, “But that doesn’t stop you from marrying her.”

“No, Shi Jun, I mean I’m blind now.”

Shi Jun felt a jolt.

At this moment, Wen Yanqing’s eyes seemed to have lost their lustre, all expressions dulled, “It’s all darkness in front of me, I can’t see anything.” “When did this happen?” Shi Jun sat upright, furrowing his brows.

“A few days ago. I went for a check-up at the hospital, but they couldn’t find the cause,” Wen Yanqing said.

Shi Jun was stunned, “Is this why you hesitated to register your marriage with her?”

“It’s not just that.” Wen Yanqing explained, “The doctor recommended conservative treatment, but there’s no guarantee it will work. It could even affect other functions. Maybe I’ll lose more than just my eyesight.”

At first, he thought he’d get better, happily going home with her after being discharged.

Later, when she wanted to register their marriage, the discomfort in his head made him hesitate to agree.

If he became blind and she accepted his imperfection, then he might be selfish —for he could still be by her side.

What he really worried about was the growing pain in his head, the unknown cause that could develop in any direction.

Shi Jun’s mood also grew heavy. He tried to speak several times but ultimately could only offer comfort, “These… the doctor only said might happen, perhaps your condition won’t worsen.”

“If I don’t even know my own future, how can I give her a future?” Wen Yanqing closed his eyes, overwhelmed with desolation.