"Since you have such a good dream in your heart, you think your sister died for so many years, and your dream Qingren is sad and sad. How come you didn't act? You have always been an activist." An Xiaoyao asked.
Xia Qing said, "the reason why a man in a dream is a man in a dream is because he only exists in a dream, and there is no reality, OK? What's more, Dongfang can't fall in love with a woman other than my sister in this life. Why should I join in the fun? My Xia Qingyao's feelings must be absolutely single-minded. Why do I have to squeeze a place in his heart with my sister. "
"I'm not going to be such a pathetic woman."
In fact, she is just joking. She always regards Dongfang as her brother, which has nothing to do with the love between men and women.
However, it is undeniable that her brother and Dongfang are her criteria for choosing men. Of course, this criterion was before Xia Qing was ten years old. After she was ten years old, there were too many changes. Her brother died, and she was helpless. She worked out a way of blood by her own hands.
So everything changed, including the type she liked.
At that time, she was a carefree little princess. She wanted everything, so she had a princess heart and liked prince.
When she was reborn in the fire, she preferred the strong.
This aesthetic change is directly reflected in men's appearance.
Because all the strong people she met were strong and powerful.
"I will always find my East, because I am worth it." Xia Qing said to an Xiaoyao with a smile, confident and calm, a pair of Phoenix eyes because of this self-confidence calm and shining, like a pearl in the night sky.
Light up the world.
At that moment, even if half of her face was still in the gauze, an Xiaoyao also felt very beautiful.
He thought that there was something wrong with his aesthetics.
Xia Qing's face is about to be stitched. These days, she didn't go to see it or avoid it. She did it on behalf of Xiao Xue. Every time she saw her sister's sad eyes, she knew that her face must be terrible.
On the day of stitching, Xiaoxue cooked her delicious food early in the morning, which was very rich. She also granted amnesty to eat a beef supreme hamburger that she wanted for a long time.
Xia Qing said vaguely while eating, "elder sister, is this the last meal?"
"Shut up, eat well, and don't talk."
"I'm not as vulnerable as you think. You really haven't changed at all. When I was a child, I had to tell me some important events. I was afraid that I couldn't accept it. I always made a delicious meal for me first. Do I look like a food? As long as I eat enough, I won't be sad?"
Light snow, "..."
This is interesting to say, but Xiaoxue is not in the mood to return to her. When she takes off the stitches, Xia Qing sees her face in the mirror and her first reaction is, who is this ugly monster? The second reaction was that Lao Tzu wanted to whip the corpses of the 18 generations of ancestors who made the scar. The third reaction is that the scar is quite artistic.
It can be imagined that Xia Qing's idea is very jumping.
This scar is really ugly.
Rugged, such as an earthworm lying on her perfect face, if the child saw it, it would be scared. The tip of the knife contained toxin, which damaged the skin around the wound, and it was also dark. Xia Qing looked at it for a long time.
Snow hands fell on her shoulder, gently patted, "Qingqing, don't be sad, I will try to let this scar fade."
Although it can't be completely eliminated, it can at least make it look less terrible and less ugly.
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