"Sir, I...I..." As he said that, he actually choked up and tears were about to burst out from his eyes.

Mossjue wiped away the tears she was about to fall, and his pampering voice was soft, "Don't cry."

Suddenly, a petite man threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Sir, you said you would not abandon me!"

"kindness."

This sentence made someone burst into tears and laugh. He looked up and blinked his bright eyes at him, "It seems that the eyes help me too."

She had already made enough mental preparations, and even if she really couldn't see it, she could accept it. But when she opened her eyes, she watched Mosjue's clear face shaking her in front of her before she recovered - she was not blind!

He subconsciously touched the wound, but before his hand could touch it, Mosjue was caught.

"No matter if you become ugly or beautiful, you are always Mrs. Mo."

Mosjue's inexplicable words made Mu Shuiling confused. Later, he realized something, broke free from his hands, got out of bed and looked for a mirror.

But no matter how she looked for her, she couldn't see the mirror. When she was anxious, she grabbed Mosjue's hand and asked nervously, "Is there a scar on my face...?"

Although she was not hurting her eyes, she was on her face. If the scar was long enough, then her face...

"Yeah." There was no concealment, no deception. Mossor nodded honestly.

Upon hearing this, Mu Shuiling almost fell to the ground, her face...

Without a mirror, she touched and felt it with her hands.

Below the left eye, the wound has just healed, and the scar is very rough to the touch, and a light touch can cause pain.

But despite this, Mu Shuiling could still feel how long the scar was.

She was not blind, but was disfigured...

"Sir, it's ugly, right..."

Mossor stepped forward and hugged her, comforting, "No."

A long time later, Mosjue often joked with Mu Shuiling, saying that if he got lost in the future, he could at least look for someone. What caused Mu Shuiling to roar.

Of course, these are all later stories.

***

There were scars on her face, and Mu Shuiling had been in a depressed mood these days. Basically, when Mosjue spoke, she shook her head except for answering "Yeah."''Okay.''

She numbs herself to eat the light food she brought with her, numbs herself to forget the scars on her face, and numbs herself to disfigure herself…

Slowly, she became numb to anything...

At first, Mo Qingxue was very worried when she saw her like this and wanted to accompany her, but was stopped by Mosjue.

The psychologist explained: Everyone has a love for beauty, especially girls, who attach great importance to their appearance. Mu Shuiling is depressed during this period of time. She needs a time and process to accept, and everything she does now is a kind of self-protection. After this period of time, she will return to her original state.

Since the psychologists say it’s okay, Mo Qingxue is not good enough to go to the ward again, but Mu Shuing now is really a bit worrying.

One morning, Mu Shuiling was still waiting for Xiao Mu to deliver breakfast to her, but this time, what she waited for was not Xiao Mu, but...

"Mommy?" Seeing the person standing at the door, Mu Shuiling showed her first smile in the past few days.

"I heard you are disobedient, so Mommy is here to teach you a lesson." Although it was a very stern word, she opened her mouth and smiled.

Unlike the last time I went to the villa to see my mother, this time, my mother had already gotten rid of her pale face and got rid of the torture of the disease. She looked much sunny.
Chapter completed!