"Daddy, can you see now?" The little bun ran over to hug Ji Hanyu's leg, "Why haven't you taken off the bandages yet?"
"Seeing or not seeing doesn't make much difference to me," Ji Hanyu said indifferently.
The little bun didn't understand, "How can it not make a difference? Don't you want to see what I look like?"
Ji Hanyu rubbed the little bun's head, "I don't need to see to know what you look like. Even though I'm blind, I still remember what I look like."
The little bun nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "That's true, after all, Daddy, you look so much like me."
Ji Hanyu: "..."
The little bun walked over and led Ji Hanyu to sit by the bed, "Daddy, can I take off your bandages for you?"
Even though Daddy said it didn't matter if he could see or not, the little bun thought seeing would still be better.
Ji Hanyu sat on the bed without agreeing or refusing.
