If possible, she would rather bear the pain than her father.
Looking at the appearance of the middle-aged man, Mu Ziyi was slightly startled. This was the first time she had seen this symptom.
Seeing the little girl, Bai Liangjun quickly turned his head: "Little girl, don't stare at me, it will scare you."
His voice was heavy and hoarse, not as bewitching as ordinary people, but with a solemn feeling, mixed with a hint of trembling.
I don’t know whether it’s because of the pain or because my throat was damaged, but my body became like this due to this disease.
"Uncle, it's okay. I'm not afraid. You can turn around." Thinking that he did this because he was afraid that she would be frightened, Mu Ziyi's tone became a little softer, childish and cute, which made people like her: "Uncle used to
He must be a handsome man."
Although his appearance has been completely ruined, looking at the outline and sword-shaped eyebrows, it is not difficult to see his former appearance.
Perhaps it had been a long time since he had spoken or met with outsiders. Now that he heard the tender and soft voice of a child, the tension in Bai Liangjun's heart also disappeared. He slowly turned his head and looked at the pretty face in front of him.
The cute and juicy little girl fell in love with her, and a smile slowly bloomed on her face: "The little girl has such a sweet mouth, people fall in love with her at first sight."
His appearance was already weird, and when he smiled at this moment, it was even more indescribably weird and scary.
Seeing the smile on the middle-aged man's face, Bai Yisi was slightly startled and felt a little warm in her heart. It had been a long time since she had seen her father smile.
Since he contracted this strange disease, his appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes. Once he got sick, he never smiled again. She almost forgot what he looked like when he smiled.
No one in the house dared to enter the room to take care of him, for fear of having nightmares, and his father never left the room again for fear of frightening others.
He always thinks of others, but it hurts himself.
Seeing the rare smile on his face at this moment, Bai Yisi felt sour and distressed in her heart. Over the years, her father has endured too much...
Mu Ziyi was not afraid of him either. She walked up and sat beside the bed and looked at him with a smile: "Uncle, he has a unique appearance. He looks very handsome. If he is cured, he will be even more handsome. He will definitely regain his former handsomeness."
appearance."
Perhaps it had been a long time since anyone other than his relatives had come close to him, talked and laughed with him so close, and she was a sweet and lovely little girl. Bai Liangjun was also happy in his heart, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her.
But as soon as his hand came out of the quilt, his eyes were startled, and he immediately retracted it and put it back under the quilt, covering it tightly.
His hand was not extended for long, only a few seconds. But these few seconds were enough for Mu Ziyi to see clearly, and she couldn't help but feel slightly shocked.
The hand, which was as dark as a dead branch, had no flesh, no blood, and was just a burnt bone, just like a dead skeleton hand. But the skeleton hand here was much darker, and seemed to be burnt.
There is no way to go back to the original state and become like this.
How could an ordinary person's hands be like this? No wonder he became so nervous. It turned out to be because he was afraid of scaring others.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Bai Liangjun thought that he had scared her. Then his heart tightened and he looked regretful. He asked with some anxiety and worry: "Little girl, I'm sorry, uncle scared you."