After seeing the gouache marks on song QingHan's face, Lin Dafu said with tears and laughter: "have you even forgotten the method of makeup? I used to love beauty so much. "
Song QingHan had no strength to laugh. He was afraid that if he did not wash off his face, he would never wash it off again. He grabbed Lin Dafu's coat corner and said in a quick voice, "go and fetch me a basin of water. I dare not go out, for fear that others will frighten me to death..."
Lin Dafu took a look at his hand and was reluctant to leave.
He is so dependent on his emotions, it is too long to feel.
However, after noticing song QingHan's expression of crying, Lin Dafu still flinched his hand and turned to fetch water.
When the warm water splashed on his face, song QingHan was relieved.
He took a picture in the bronze mirror. Seeing that the rouge powder had not been left, he said with satisfaction: "fortunately, these are not waterproof, otherwise it will be miserable."
Lin Dafu looked at him and suddenly said, "it won't change. Just comb your hair."
If he didn't say so, song QingHan might have ceased to change. But when he said this, song QingHan's rebellious psychology broke out. He rolled up his sleeves and said with enthusiasm: "who said I won't change? It's just unskillful. I'll give you a fright in a moment
Lin Dafu helped him close the door, shook his head with a smile and said, "OK, then you can continue to change."
Due to the custom of not meeting before marriage, the two did not eat together at noon.
Lin Dafu tastelessly finished the lunch and found that Mingming had been with song QingHan for less than two days, and he was no longer used to being around him, even though he was "in Cao Ying and in Han".
When night fell, Lin Dafu could finally stop suppressing himself and quickly walked to the door of song QingHan's house and knocked on the door.
Song QingHan, wearing a red wedding dress and a red cap, walked out of the door slowly.
Lin Dafu put the other end of the red silk cloth into song QingHan's hand and slowly walked into the banquet with him.
Although there was no one over the carefully arranged banquet, Lin Dafu's smile could not stop.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Two obeisances to the high hall!"
"Husband and wife worship each other!"
Lin Dafu himself acts as the master of ceremonies, while saying, pulling song QingHan to bow in different directions.
"Licheng! Into the bridal chamber
Lin Dafu led song QingHan Dynasty to the new house. After settling him, he said, "I'll go out and have a few drinks. You wait for me."
Song QingHan is funny and speechless. He has just opened his cover and looked outside. The whole courtyard is empty. He didn't expect that Lin Dafu is so addicted to drama that he has to dig into such details.
However, because of the preparation to get married, today is a very relaxed life. It is much happier than staying together with Lin Dafu yesterday.
When he was waiting for nothing, Lin Dafu finally stumbled back.
Lin Dafu slowly walked over and lifted song QingHan's cover with a steelyard. When he saw his delicate face, he even stopped breathing. He looked at him in a daze and murmured, "it's more beautiful than I imagined in my dream..."
Song QingHan coughed gently and reminded him, "there's still one last step."
Lin Dafu regained consciousness, went to the table to pour two glasses of wine, stretched out his hand through song QingHan's elbow. When he saw him drink the liquor in one breath, a faint light flashed through his eyes.
Wine through the stomach, song QingHan light "Yi" a sound, fall back on the bed.
"Cold, cold?"
Lin Dafu tried to call song QingHan's name in a different tone. After confirming that he was completely drunk, he put his glass on the table and slowly sat down beside the bed.
He reached out his hand and stroked his delicate face along the temples of song QingHan.
"It's impossible, how can there be no..."
since Song QingHan lost his word last night, he has been thinking about song QingHan's words, and finally came to a bold conclusion: now Song QingHan is disguised!
If this is the case, it can explain why he did not remember the previous events at all, and even tried himself many times to "what if I can't completely restore my memory".
Only the fake song QingHan can be so sure that his "memory" will never come back, and even resist staying with people who know his past.
Originally, it was just a guess. After the make-up happened, he became more and more sure.
Even if a person forgets the past things, but subconscious habits will not change.
He still remembered the clumsy and cautious movements of the young man who was painting Rouge when he first saw song QingHan.
It is also the "first time" to polish powder. Why does this song QingHan look like a completely changed individual, completely without clumsiness and caution?
But... Why not? Why does this song QingHan's face have no camouflage trace?!
Lin Dafu seems to have fallen into madness. He puts his eyes close to song QingHan's face and looks for suspicious traces while touching.After not knowing how many times he tried and still failed, he leaned back on the bed post blankly, as if the world had been overturned.
Suddenly! A long forgotten word appeared in his mind.
"I have a red mole on my back, which is just on my waist socket. How about you? Is there any special mark? "
This is his second meeting with song QingHan. When talking about birthmarks, song QingHan said to him.
At present, song QingHan may have used a very superb make-up, so that he can not find any traces, but birthmarks can not deceive people.
He carefully opened song QingHan's clothes, in the face of the snow-white skin when there is no beautiful mind, only a sense of urgency to rush time.
When the bright red mole appeared in his sight, he murmured: "impossible! No way
He stepped back and sat down on the ground.
As if he couldn't feel the pain at all, he climbed out without changing his face, looked at Song QingHan with the monster like eyes, and said to himself, "how can it be? Is he a monster? Did he eat the cold? How could it be...
after climbing out of the door, he seemed to be unable to bear it any more and began to howl in the yard.
Song QingHan had a deep sleep. When he woke up the next day, the sun had risen high.
He pinched his eyebrows, straightened up slowly, and frowned at the smell of wine.
I only drank a glass of wine last night. How could it taste so strong?
But... Why didn't he remember that drink? It's like being drunk all night.
He looked at his body carefully and was relieved to find that there was nothing wrong.
It's also true. Who would be mad at a man with a big belly?
Song QingHan opens the door and returns to her bare appearance one night after seeing the outside. Subconsciously, she looks down at her wedding dress.
Without it, he would have thought he was dreaming.
After the servant saw him, he took a warm bath.
In fact, he just helped to take off his coat and put on his coat. He was a little too tired to refuse.
When he walked out of the room and sat down at the table, he didn't feel right.
Why is Lin Dafu still awake? Did you get drunk last night?
When song QingHan was about to finish his breakfast, Lin Dafu finally appeared. However, he looked so haggard that he didn't sleep all night.
Thinking that he would be able to extricate himself in two and a half days, song QingHan felt much better and asked Lin Dafu with concern: "what's the matter? Did you drink too much last night
Lin Dafu didn't look up at him. He gave a light "um" and took a sip of porridge.
Seeing him eat in silence without even looking at himself, song QingHan knew that he was making trouble with himself again.
But didn't he cooperate well last night? Well done. What are you angry about?
He wanted to ask about Wu Dahu, but he was worried that asking would add fuel to the fire. He only jokingly said, "I'm easy to get drunk when I'm drunk. If you don't feel happy last night, please forgive me a lot."
Lin Dafu stopped, raised his eyelids, and asked in a strange tone, "how do you know that you will go mad when you are drunk? What did Wu Dahu tell you? "
Song QingHan knew that his brain was out of his mind and he made a slip of the tongue. He was embarrassed and said, "yes, yes, the tiger knows. How can I know what I look like when I'm drunk, ha ha."
Today, after he finished his breakfast, he went to see the tiger
Song QingHan couldn't ask for it, so he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and actively followed Lin Dafu.
They arrived at the prison in a carriage. Lin Dafu got out of the car, looked back at Song QingHan and said, "you wait here. I don't like you to contact other men. After the transaction is completed, you can talk to Wu Dahu."
Song QingHan opened his mouth. After touching Lin Dafu's expressionless face, he swallowed the words and nodded gently.
Now is the critical moment. There is no need to offend Lin Dafu because of this. Besides, it is only two and a half days. He can bear it.
Lin Dafu went to the prison. The jailer seemed to recognize him and said something to him with a flattering smile.
He nodded and ordered something, and the jailer turned to get into the prison.
After a while, Wu Dahu's figure appeared at the gate of the prison.
Wu Dahu was stunned when he saw Lin Dafu. He frowned and asked, "did you save me?"
Lin Dafu said with a chuckle, "after all, you are innocent. If you die because of it, it's not worth it."
"Where's Xiaohan?"
Wu Dahu subconsciously swept around, and when he saw song QingHan's half face sticking out of the carriage, he was about to walk.
"Don't worry. He doesn't want to see you."Lin Dafu reached out to stop Wu Dahu and walked slowly through the tunnel.