Perhaps, it's because he's not strong enough.
Mu Liang's face sank slightly.
At the beginning, before his body recovered, he fell into the well and returned to the human world.
The shattered personality could no longer coalesce, and his face ......
"Are you sure you want a brother like me?"
Mu Liang suddenly turned around and asked inexplicably.
"yes, I think you're cute."
Mu Shiyao looked at Mu Liang, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Mu Liang was so good-looking.
"Hehe......"
The boy chuckled suddenly, meaninglessly.
Then he raised his hand, touched his fingertips lightly to the side of his neck, and with a slight force, he tore off a layer of skin from his face!
Under the skin, there is no face!
Mu Shiyao was frightened, and immediately took a few steps back.
She had no idea that things would suddenly take such an unexpected direction.
Mu Liang watched Mu Shiyao retreat indifferently, and then indifferently repasted the dough.
"Do you still want such a brother?"
Mu Shiyao was frightened, after all, although she had also come into contact with some unclean things now, and there were all strange shapes, she had never seen a faceless person.
Her breathing was shrampant, and she gasped for several moments before slowly calming down.
Then he raised his eyes, looked at Mu Liang without hesitation, and asked rhetorically.
"Why not?"
Even a son who is not a human or a ghost can accept it, why can't she accept her faceless brother?
The good-looking skins are the same, but the heart that is good to her is rare in ten thousand years.
Mu Shiyao's clear eyes stared at the young man's indifferent face, and said seriously.
"I can feel it, and when you say you're going to save me, you're serious.
If you treat me with sincerity, how can I care what you look like. ” The first second she saw Mu Liang's true face, Mu Shiyao was frightened.
But what followed was not the fear of wanting to distance.
It's a deep heartache.
She wanted to walk over and gently hug the young man in front of her.
And she did.
Mu Shiyao took a step forward, slowly walked in front of Mu Liang, and then stretched out her hands and gently hugged the young man.
"Whatever you look like, as long as you want to, you are my brother."
When she said this, Mu Shiyao didn't even think about it.
It's as if that's how it's supposed to be.
So, of course.
Mu Liang lowered her eyes slightly, looking at Mu Shiyao, who was older than her, but noble and shorter than her, the indifference on her handsome face softened a little, like snow in early spring, slowly melting.
"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good-" On the other side, Duan Bai hurried back and floated in front of Duan Yanzhi.
Duan Yanzhi was accompanying Tang Yao in the hospital at this moment.
Tang Yao's injuries recovered quickly, and in a few days, he could be discharged from the hospital.
"Brother, is it okay for Yaoyao to sing to you?"
Tang Yao was half-lying on the hospital bed and said obediently.
Duan Yanzhi sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding a fruit knife in his hand, peeling apples unhurriedly, no matter how anxious Duan Bai was, he was still unmoved.
Instead, when he heard Tang Yao's words, he simply responded.
"Okay."
"Then I'll start singing, my brother can't dislike me for singing badly."
Tang Yao began to sing softly, and her voice was unique to a child's crisp and pleasant ear.
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Duan Bai listened to the gentle singing, but he couldn't listen to it, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"Mr.
Duan, it's really a big deal."
Duan Bai took a deep breath and waited until he mustered up enough courage before shouting loudly.
"Miss Mu ran away with another man!!!"