Chapter 8: Hands

Obviously, Xiao Chanhuan only said a few words, but there was a magical magic that made Niu Dali's frightened and apprehensive heart suddenly settle down.

Chanchan said that she would not die, and Chanchan was still willing to be with him......

For the first time, Niu Dali grinned, with the scar on his face, like a fool and a psychopath, a pervert.

If you take out his terrifying appearance, it will definitely make the child stop crying and give birth to a lifetime of psychological shadows!

But Niu Dali didn't care at all.

The smile touched the scars on his face, pulling at the newly grown tender flesh and throbbing it painfully.

Niu Dali just bared his teeth and "hissed" twice before enduring, and his eyes were full of joy at the promise given by Xiao Chanhuan.

The boulder that had been pressing on his heart for many days finally moved away, and at this time, his heart was overflowing with happiness and lightness.

If it weren't for the fear of scaring Xiao Chanhuan, he would have wanted to shout at the sky to vent the joy that was about to overflow in his heart.

Xiao Chanhuan was amused by Niu Dali's appearance of the second fool, her mood was relaxed, and the whole person became more and more soft.

Don't think about what to do in the future, now that you've decided, you have to do your best, not to mention ...... Niu Dali, these two fools look at it and it's not bad.

Xiao Chanhuan remembered the current that briefly crossed her heart before, and she was inexplicably a little weak, and a thin layer of blush appeared on her pale face.

Seeing Xiao Chanhuan smiling, Niu Dali was even happier in his heart, and as soon as he was excited, he dared to reach out and touch her face.

His hand was halfway out, when he suddenly remembered something, and his outstretched fingers curled into fists, hovering in midair.

That gesture, in the eyes of uninformed outsiders, is like a villain boy clenching his fists and about to bully the little girl, but the little girl has no fear in her expression.

Fortunately, in this barren area, except for the two of them, there were not even birds and insects, and a "not good" misunderstanding was avoided.

Facing Xiao Chanhuan's puzzled gaze, Niu Dali laughed twice with a wry "hehe", lowered his arms awkwardly, and did not explain the reason.

It's as if all of this is just that he suddenly made a fool of himself.

It's a pity that Xiao Chanhuan is not a person who is easy to fool, Niu Dali is pretending to be stupid and cute, but she doesn't buy it with a faint expression.

She also had some guesses about Niu Dali's sudden performance.

Because of the severe pain in her body, Xiao Chanhuan can't use this body casually for the time being.

Since Niu Dali refused to stretch out her hand, she took the initiative to go over and ask for it.

"Give me your hand."

Although Xiao Chanhuan's voice was low and soft, her tone was very firm, with an irresistible attitude.

Niu Dali hesitated, and was afraid that Xiao Chanhuan would be angry, so he hesitated for a moment, and finally the emotion of being afraid that Xiao Chanhuan would be angry prevailed, and stretched out his left hand in her firm gaze.

It's a little trick of his.

The injury of the left hand is better than that of the right hand, and it should be ......

Before Niu Dali could finish thinking about it, he heard Xiao Chanhuan say more firmly and slightly angry: "Two hands! ”

felt that Xiao Chanhuan was really going to be angry, and Niu Dali didn't dare to be stubborn with her, like a primary school student standing on the podium listening to the teacher's lecture, and obediently stretched out his two hands.

Looking at the two hands in front of her, Xiao Chanhuan only felt that her nose was sour, her heart was uncomfortable, and her eyes were red and she was about to cry.

This is worth it, Niu Dali became anxious, shouted loudly, and said: "Oh, Chanchan, don't cry, these blood blisters just look scary, in fact, they don't hurt at all, I ......"

Before Niu Dali's anxious words of appeasement were finished, he was glared at by Xiao Chanhuan with red eyes.

He only made two promises, and he didn't dare to resist Xiao Chanhuan in the end.

It's not that I'm afraid of her, but I really feel sorry for her.

"Give me your hand!"

Niu Dali was afraid that Xiao Chanhuan would really cry, and he didn't dare to resist, so he obediently waved his hands again, the back of his hand was down, and his palm was up.

There are several fresh and tender blood blisters in both hands, some blood blisters have only been punctured for a short time, revealing bright red tender flesh, looking at the blurred flesh and blood, very terrifying, some blood blisters have been punctured for a long time, leaving only one after another or side by side or superimposed dead skin, pitted, not like a pair of hands that a half-grown teenager should have.

Xiao Chanhuan's throat was choked uncomfortably, but she couldn't let the tears really fall.

For them, tears don't help anything, they only make people who care about each other more embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Xiao Chanhuan wanted to ask, "Why don't you take medicine", but before the question came out, she knew that she was wrong, if there was medicine, how could the blood blisters on Niu Dali's hand get better and rise again, and the dead skin was layered on top of each other? Fortunately, although the blood blister broke, there was no rot and ulceration in such a hot weather, and there was no pus, which shows that Niu Dali has been carefully cared for.

This half-grown boy is really working very hard to live with Chanchan.

They have nothing, no grandmothers, no belongings...... The future is even more confusing.

All they have is each other, two poor people, snuggling up to each other, warming each other.

Xiao Chanhuan endured the physical discomfort, gently held Niu Dali's hands, she leaned over her face, lowered her head and gently rubbed his palm.

The palm of the half-grown boy should have been soft and delicate, but now it was pitted, like the bark of the old tree beside them, rough and ugly.

"It's going to hold your ......," Niu vigorously retracted his hand and whispered.

Such a gentle and caring Chanchan, he is a little unaccustomed to it.

Xiao Chanhuan glared at him, Niu Dali quickly retreated, and obediently let Xiao Chanhuan hold on to him and not dare to move.

The touch on her cheeks was rough and awkward, but Xiao Chanhuan didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but more at ease.

This is a good boy with a rough appearance and a young age, but he has responsibility, undying hope, and a soft heart, and he makes people feel warm and reassured.

Xiao Chanhuan's little face was buried in Niu Dali's palm, and she said softly: "We will get better and better." ”

In the end, against the will of the owner, a drop of the eye fell from the corner of the eye, and gently fell into the rough but warm palm of Niu Dali's hand.

Suddenly wet, the cow retracted its hand vigorously, but quickly returned to normal.

Xiao Chanhuan's voice was very light and light, like a feather gently brushing through, leaving a slight itch, and like a breeze gently blowing, leaving a trace of coolness.

Niu Dali heard it clearly, and nodded heavily where Xiao Chanhuan couldn't see.

That's right, we will definitely get better and better in the future!

Looking up at the unknown ahead, Niu Dali's eyes became more and more resolute.

Xiao Chanhuan hovered in Niu Dali's palm for a while before slowly withdrawing from his palm.

Looking at the empty palm, Niu Dali felt a sense of loss in his heart.

He clenched his palms into fists, as if trying to hold on to the remaining warmth and the fleeting wetness in his palms.

Chanchan seems to be a little different from before......