t "Don't you think?"

“……”

"Especially the cherry blossoms that are planted."

“……”

Hitomi Diya struggled to remember the flowers behind the garden, the petals flying past the window......

It seems to be really beautiful.

Then other scenes came to mind, every place that I had not looked at in detail before, and suddenly I felt that everything around me became poetic.

this world.

It doesn't seem that bad.

"It's really beautiful."

He smiled and added, "But not as pretty as you." ”

Qianli's heart trembled a little, and she was very moved by this extremely ordinary love sentence.

The misty blue eyes crossed a touch of softness, and then put his gaze on his chest, his fingertips caressing the gauze, and looked cautious.

"Does it still hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Really?"

“……”

"Don't lie."

"Hmm."

Emperor Night Hitomi stared at her with lowered eyes.

Although it hurt a few days ago, it doesn't hurt anymore, and it even feels a little warm.

"When I bandaged it that day, I found that the wound was so deep......"

Qianli said with a somewhat gloomy gaze, "Maybe there will be a scar in the future." ”

If it was a little more off, maybe it would be his heart, but fortunately he was fine, otherwise she would regret her death.

Although she regrets it now.

"Stupid."

Emperor Yetong smiled disappreciatively, "What's wrong with the scar?" ”

Qianli thought about it for a while, and said with a very honest gaze, "It's going to be less beautiful than before." ”

"It's not the face."

"It doesn't look good on the chest either."

“……”

Emperor Yetong's face was a little dark, "Is it that ugly?" ”

In fact, as a man, he originally thought that there was nothing wrong with scars, but since Qianli said it, he had to take it to heart-

He didn't care about other people's eyes, but he cared about her.

Emperor Yetong asked again, "Ugly?" ”

Chiri remembered a certain killer in the previous organization, when he was shot in the waist after a mission, and later opened a large hole to get the bullet, leaving an extremely long scar.

Even after years, the scars are still there.

She nodded, "It's really ugly." ”

So, a man's face darkened.

Emperor Yetong turned over gloomily, and reached out to get the phone, looking like he was about to make a call.

Qianli asked, "It's so late, who are you calling?" ”

"Yang Dragon."

"Why?"

"I asked him to find a better doctor and see if he could get rid of the scar in a few days."

“……”

Qianli's eyes widened in surprise as if she had heard some fantasy, and only after half a sound did she say, "No need! ”

Emperor Yetong's heroic brows furrowed, "Don't you dislike ugliness?" ”

"It's ugly, but I didn't say I dislike it!"

“……”

"I won't dislike you."

After she said this, she hugged him, buried her little face in his chest, and looked like she wouldn't let him call, "Really, I don't dislike it." ”

The soft voice was still a little hoarse, and the tone was extraordinarily serious.

How could she dislike him?

It's too late to like him, not to mention that the injury was caused by her in the first place.

Just thinking about that makes my nose sour.

“……”

The emperor's night pupils were dark, and the golden pupils were dull.

Probably feeling the change in her mood, he hugged Qianli into his arms, as if he wanted to rub the little woman in his arms into the flesh and blood.

After half ringing.

He smiled and said, "I guess you don't dare dislike me." ”