The woman, at the very least, had an ordinary-looking face.
Even so, the missy was utterly envious of the people with such faces.
Once more, she came to realize her cruel state, which made her feel lost.
Like a fleeing soldier, she turned around and fumbled her way back to her ward, which made that woman feel extremely sorry. The latter chased after her, hoping to apologize once more, only to make her flail her hands and scream hysterically in tears. It startled the woman, who was holding her child in her arms.
Things were utterly chaotic and awkward with the missy miserably wailing away, the girl bawling in fear, and her mother feeling awkward and lost as she stood there, unable to leave or apologize.
The nurses quickly approached them and stabilized the missy’s emotions. After learning about the situation from the woman, the nurses quickly resolved the matter and got the mother-child pair to leave before they helped the missy back into her ward, only leaving after they put her in bed.
As soon as they were gone, like a madwoman, Lu Jingtian struggled to sit up on her own, climbed off the bed, and almost fell over as a result of her rush. She made her way unsteadily over to the sofa, where she dug through the contents of her mother’s handbag, which had been left behind in the ward. Finally, after a moment or two, her hand made contact with a smooth, rounded case.
She gripped the cosmetic case tightly in her hand, pulled it out of the handbag, and fiddled with the case’s opening with trembling fingers.
Ever since she gained consciousness after her operation, she had, more than once, requested to look at her face to see the extent of her disfigurement.
She was in a sober state when she was burned, so she knew exactly which parts of her face had gotten burned and they had hurt so badly. Even her eyelashes had been burned off.
She knew her looks were ruined for sure, but she did not know just how bad they were.
Her father had dissuaded and stopped her from looking at any mirrors, saying that she could always look at herself once her face was fully recovered. Even her mother did the same, coaxing and preventing her from looking at any mirrors, and she hid the truth about her looks from her.
Over time, she gradually paid no mind to this matter, or rather, she was simply trying to fool herself by focusing on nursing herself back to health as soon as possible instead of dwelling on such a depressing issue.
It was not until earlier when she stepped out of her ward and bumped into a child, who cried at the very sight of her face and called her ‘monster’, that she finally returned to her senses. She was desperate to find out just how terrifying she looked now, such that a child would call her a monster.
Now that the cosmetics case was in her hand, however, she suddenly got cold feet and dared not look at the mirror. She feared that she would fall apart, regret her action, and be unable to accept the reality if she saw her disfigured face…
After what seemed to be a long, emotional struggle, she sucked in a deep breath, mustered her courage, and slowly opened the case. She then opened her eyes and looked at that small mirror…
“AHHH!” she shrieked in horror. It was not until she noticed that the face reflected also wore a look of horror that she realized with a start that it belonged to her.
It turned out that her face was far more gruesome than she had imagined. Riddled with gaping wounds, her face was a terrifying sight to behold…
As she released her trembling hands, the cosmetics case dropped onto the ground and shattered.
