Qiao Shunchen stood by the bed, lowering his head to look at Qin Jingwen. He looked at her startled, translucent eyes, her oval face, and her long, ink-black hair that flowed like silk. Qiao Shunchen.... It casts a shadow over my sky, keeping it perpetually gloomy. 。"Now that I think about it, I was the one who created all this trouble for myself. It's all because I couldn't figure things out." 。If...