"Ahem!"
The man turned his head and covered his mouth with his hand. I couldn't help but start coughing again, and I felt a little tight in my chest, like a cloud of smoke clinging to my heart, which seemed to be there and not there, and couldn't go up or come down.
He took the rag handed over by the child, wiped his hands, and then squeezed it.
"Of course I will buy it too."
Actually, it’s not necessarily true. I’ll agree first and then talk about it.
When Slater wasn't looking, the fisherman slipped the rag into his pocket.
Dinner was very simple, sharing cold hard bread. There were not many live fish in the tank, but they had to be kept for sale.
When the fisherman was lying on the bed to rest, Slater sat on the straw pile next to him and looked at the spot he had specially reserved, not knowing what he was thinking.
There was an oil lamp in his arms, and soon Suna jumped out of it. In her spirit state, she has also reached adulthood, and her space appears to be even smaller.
Suna raised a soft brow and tried to slowly shrink his body, and finally succeeded in shrinking to the same size as a child.
Although the appearance is not as cuddly as that of a child, the exquisite appearance is also very cute when condensed into proportions.
Oh yeah!
Suna couldn't help but applaud his talent in his heart, and excitedly jumped in front of the boy and squatted down to look at him levelly.
She lowered her voice and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Why do children still frown like adults?
Slater came back to his senses and noticed that she had become a small, cute little pink dumpling, and was slightly stunned.
The things held in his arms were slightly loose.
After a few seconds of silence, he bit his lip and said slowly:
"My father is sick."
He didn't know what to do.
I originally thought it was just a serious cold, but I didn't expect the rag he handed to the other person just now...
He deliberately looked at his father when he was asleep, and there was blood on it. If he hadn't paid special attention, I'm afraid the other party would have kept it a secret.
I don’t know how long it has been hidden so far.
After all, Slater was just a child. His only relative was sick, and he didn't know what the reason was and how to treat it.
If you can cough up blood, it must be serious.
He can't seem to do anything.
The child's fair and tender face, which had no color due to lack of nutrition, was even more pale now. He fluttered his eyelashes wildly and bit his lower lip tightly.
With the faint light, Suna saw a glimmer of water in his eyes, which he seemed to be trying his best to hold back.
The ice-like blue under his eyes was also shaking slightly.
Ah, I feel so distressed.
The little boyfriend looked so helpless. Suna's heart sank. She walked up and touched his head and coaxed:
"Don't be sad, have you forgotten my ability?"
The two of them were about the same height, and she walked up to them like a child comforting another child. But she also used the old mother's technique to touch her golden and soft broken hair.
Slater held the oil lamp tightly, as if it could give him energy.
After being quiet for a while, he took a deep breath and looked seriously at the little girl of the same height in front of him, "The amazing Miss Djinn..."
"Um?"
To be honest, Suna almost didn't react when she heard Alin call her that for the first time.
The child's youthful voice is childish, but now it is even softer and softer with a low tone.
"Then my first wish is that my father will always be healthy."
Suna nodded, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, took a few steps back and floated around him with a sense of accomplishment, every movement was like dancing.
"Alin, your wish has come true!"
Sure enough, when his eyes moved to the man again. The originally frowning and gloomy face has relaxed, and the face is rosy and shiny.
I could still faintly hear my long breathing, and seemed to be sleeping well.
