Ash sighed softly.

He once again realized the difference between Niya and Sonia - although Sonia often acts like a spoiled female college student, she is more reliable than Yaxiu at critical moments and is reassuringly mature; although Niya has experienced a lot, she will show childish temper regardless of the occasion.

"I feel like even if I said 'not ugly' you would just call me hypocritical."

"Because it's human nature to like beauty and hate ugliness. It's not just you. I feel ugly when I look in the mirror." Niya said coldly, "I have burns on my arms, knife wounds on my waist, and gunshot wounds on my thighs... The thing I hate most now is the mirror. I don't even want to look at my body when I take a shower. I feel disgusted."

Ash didn't ask her why she had so many injuries, nor did he ask her what she had been through. He thought for a moment and said, "I know a girl who is very beautiful, but she wants to be the most beautiful."

"Although she came from a poor family, she still worked hard to make money while studying, buying cosmetics, skin care products, nice clothes, a nice hairstyle, eye canthus opening, blackhead removal, making herself more beautiful day by day."

"If she had scars on her body like you, she would have definitely found a way to remove them instead of breaking all the mirrors so she couldn't see them. You can fool everyone but yourself."

"What do you mean?" Niya asked coldly, "Are you trying to say that I'm weak and self-deceiving?"

"I just hope you can make a choice that will make you happy." Ash chuckled. "When I first met that girl, I actually thought she was superficial. After all, there is not much difference between 90 points and 100 points. Is it really necessary to spend so much energy on appearance? Then she scolded me. She said that she knew she was superficial and vain, but she just liked that kind of life, and asked me to mind my own business."

"I didn't really understand what she said at the time, until I met many people later. Some were obsessed with corpses, some wanted to subvert order, some insisted on certain moral laws, and some even wanted to destroy the world... There were good people and bad people among them. The only thing they had in common was that they made choices that made them happy, without caring about the opinions of others."

Niya suddenly asked: "If that girl asks you whether you like her after she becomes more beautiful or as she is, how would you answer?"

"Good question. I feel like she will definitely ask this question in the future. I need to think about it carefully." Ash pondered for a moment and said, "The correct answer is... I like you when you are happier?"

"Although I don't know who that person is, I'm pretty sure your answer will make her angry."

"We've strayed off topic. Now the focus is on you." Ash said seriously, "If you really care about those scars, I can help you remove them later."

"I won't laugh at a wanted criminal who loves beauty. I will just think she is cute."

"I don't care." Nia swallowed what she had just said and said stubbornly, "The cross scar on my face can help me scare away those people with bad intentions."

"I also think your cross scar is very handsome." Ash stopped talking to Nia and touched her directly: "But the other injuries still need to be treated, don't move!"

When Ash's fingers touched her waist, Nia shuddered all over and twisted her body, unwilling to accept treatment. At this moment, she felt a pain in her arm, as if she had been scratched by a steel bar.

But even if she struggled, she was confined in Ash's arms. How could she...

She felt along the steel bars and felt blood-soaked clothes and a body that had been pierced. Ash said calmly, "You can't heal me, why are you touching me?"

"You...you here..."

"Bad luck, the left abdomen was pierced." Ash said: "Don't worry about it, the bleeding has stopped."

"Why don't you pull it out!?"

"Because we are not hiding in a three-bedroom apartment, there is no room to move... Close your eyes and don't look." Ash grabbed her arm that had just been scratched. "This is only halftime. We will suffer more injuries later, so we must heal as much as possible now."

"You saved me with great difficulty, and I saved you with great difficulty. We cannot waste our precious lives. This is all I can do, but at least you can recover to your prime."

This time, Nia finally did not resist and obediently let Ash treat her injuries. It was then that Ash realized that Nia was actually very petite, and could be easily hugged by him when she curled up, like a little hedgehog.

But the Sonia in his impression was not like this... How to put it, he couldn't imagine Sonia being held in his arms like a small animal. Instead, he often dreamed of Sonia hunting him like a mother leopard.

After treating the bullet holes on his waist, when Ash's palm brushed across the curved line of Nia's buttocks, he clearly felt the little hedgehog in his arms tremble.

He stopped and said, "I really can't see, why don't you just tell me where you are hurt?"

After a moment of silence, Niya lowered her voice and said, "Calf."

"ankle."

Nia was wearing short boots. When Ash helped her take them off, he felt the fragments stuck in the boots and the dirty blood flowing out, so he took off her socks as well, "Your feet are injured too."

"I, I." Although Niya's voice did not convey any emotion, she seemed a little shy: "I haven't changed my clothes for a few days."

"It's okay. The smell here isn't bad anyway." Ash's hands glowed with the warm light of the "Music Sword". He grabbed her feet and found that her toes were curled up nervously. He smiled and said, "But you still have to pay attention to personal hygiene. A pretty girl like you should wear more nice clothes to benefit the world."

"I don't want to benefit the world." Nia hunched over, her body tense: "I hate this world and everyone."

"Do you hate Fili?"

"Hate."

"What about Vichy? Her spear is very powerful, right?"

"Hate."

"What about me?"

"The most annoying."

Ash shrugged, helped her pull the pieces off her socks and put them on, then put on her boots and tied the shoelaces. It was not easy to do all this in the dark, and to be honest, Ash wanted Nia to do it herself, but she only helped pass the boots and socks, as if she suddenly became lazy and insisted on Ash's help.

"Are you injured anywhere else?"

"besides……"

Even in a small and confined space, Nia's voice was so low that Ash couldn't hear it. He asked again, "Where?"

Nia stopped talking. Ash suddenly felt his right hand being led by another hand, and then it went all the way up, across the waistline of the abdomen, and finally the palm covered a soft ball. Ash could clearly feel the bullet hole that was still oozing blood, and...

A pounding heart.

"...You almost died." Ash was focused on treating Nia's horrific injuries: "My miracle can't save fatal injuries... Why are you telling me this now?!"

Hearing that there was a hint of anger in Ash's voice, Nia, contrary to her usual behavior, did not argue back, but just hummed lightly, as if she really knew she was wrong.

At this moment, Niya suddenly said, "Can you introduce that person to me?"

Ash asked casually, "Who? Vichy? Fili?"

"The person you care about but is not in this world."

Nia whispered, "The one who kissed you on my behalf."

"The one who made you care about me so much."

"The one who made you subconsciously rush over to protect me."

"The one who, when you look at me, you only see her."