Fast Travel: My villain must be blackened

With the mask covered, Bei Chen regained his composure.

His dark green vertical pupils jerked violently, and he was about to run immediately, but fortunately Hua Ling had expected it, and firmly grabbed his wrist to stop his movement.

She stood up with Bei Chen.

Bei Chen stood awkwardly on the spot as if he was frozen, he wished he could weld the mask to his face, the corners of his eyes that were slowly turning red were full of fragility.

Hua Ling could feel his hands trembling.

He was like a child who made a mistake, he didn't dare to look at Hua Ling's expression, for fear that what he saw would be the same disgust as those people.

He deluded himself to think that as long as he couldn't see it, it would still be the same as before, and the lady didn't hate him.

His eye sockets were slightly wet, something could not be stopped but he was holding back, tears were hanging on the lower eyelids and would not fall.

Seeing him like this, Hua Ling felt a little touched in her heart, she glared at Yila, and Yila stood aside with her lips pursed and lowered her head.

Hualing comforted Beichen in a soft voice, "It's too hot here, you and I go to the front yard, it's cooler there, you haven't told me what you want to do yet."

Bei Chen said nothing.

Hualing tentatively pulled him to the front yard, and Beichen followed like a wooden man step by step. The moment Hualing turned around, the tears in his eyes finally couldn't hold back and fell.

It fell to the ground and shattered.

Hua Ling took him to the living room in the front yard and let him sit on the sofa, then went to fetch a new mask and put it in his hand.

"Bei Chen, after what happened last time, I asked someone to make a few more masks. This is for you. I won't look at it when I turn around, okay?"

After Hua Ling finished speaking, she really turned her back.

Bei Chen picked up the new mask with trembling hands, but his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't put it on at all. The old mask in his arms fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Hua Ling turned around and saw him acting like this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

He...he might feel that he would never be able to see her again.

Hua Ling watched his pause seriously.

"Bei Chen, let me ask you, do you mind if I see your face? If you mind, I can put your mask on with your eyes closed. If you don't mind, then I'll put it on for you?"

"If you don't want to wear a mask, you don't have to. At least I can guarantee that no one in this manor will dare to say that you are wrong."

"Bei Chen, do you remember what I said before? I said that no matter what your appearance is, I will not dislike you and I will not dislike you like other people."

"If you thought I made such a promise just because I didn't see your true face before, then now that I see it, the words I said are still valid now."

"Bei Chen, don't be afraid, look up at me."

Hua Ling coaxed him in a low voice, Bei Chen, who had been lowering his eyes all the time, lifted his eyelids a little moved, and met Hua Ling's eyes in fear.

There is indeed no disgust in her eyes, her eyes are soft and comforting, with a clear light.

She really wouldn't deny him because of his appearance!

This realization made his chest churn emotionally, as if a big wave was about to drown him but something lifted him out of the sea and sent him to the shore.

So, finally down to earth, finally, with a sense of security.

A man shouldn't cry at every turn, even if he was so slandered, scolded and beaten by gangs, he never shed a tear, but at this moment, because of such comfort and affirmation, he can no longer control himself.

Tears scrambled to fall, he pressed the mask to prevent himself from making a sound, but his eyes had long been blurred.

In the blurred vision, only Hua Ling is still clear.

If it was because of her appearance that she was moved at first, then it was not just such a superficial appearance.

He is really hopeless.

Hua Ling hurriedly took a handkerchief and wiped his tears for him in a hurry, because it was not easy to wipe because it was covered by the mask, and finally handed him the handkerchief for him to wipe by himself.

She patted Bei Chen's arm lightly, "Okay, okay, don't pick it off if you don't want to, just do it according to your own heart, don't worry about anything else."

"Cry, remember to smile after crying, I won't look at you."

She said turning her back.

Bei Chen couldn't stop crying, the handkerchief was almost soaked by tears, he stopped slowly, wiped off the tears and put on the mask again.

He just stared blankly at Hua Ling's back, slender and beautiful, for a moment he wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms, but reason still made him stop his movements.

Bei Chen pinched his palm fiercely to restrain his behavior.

The better the young lady is, the more he feels that he is really not worthy of her. Even if the young lady doesn't despise him, he can't stand by her side as he hopes.

He really...

It's getting more and more delusional.

In the dark green vertical pupils, when the strong emotion was about to overflow, Hua Ling heard that the movement seemed to have stopped before turning around, Bei Chen was startled and quickly lowered her eyes to hide all the love.

He picked up the mask that fell on the ground, put it back into his arms and held it gently.

"Bei Chen, how are you doing now?"

Bei Chen nodded silently.

Hua Ling breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, "That's good, you don't know that I was scared to death just now, I'm afraid that you ran away like last time, and I'm afraid I won't find you."

"Bei Chen, you have to promise me, but you are not allowed to run around, you understand?"

She pretended to be serious.

Bei Chen nodded vigorously.

No, the biggest secret he wanted to hide has been discovered, and he... has no reason to escape.

"Then, go back and rest first, and we'll talk about other things when you recover, okay?"

"Ah."

"I'll take it to you."

Bei Chen shook his head.

"Okay then, be careful, you must not run away!" Hua Ling warned worriedly.

There was a little more tenderness in Bei Chen's eyes and a slight smile, Miss is really kind.

He... really didn't know how to restrain the throbbing in his heart.

Bei Chen walked towards his own residence, he looked down at the mask in his hand, only then realized something was wrong, the rope seemed to be cut.

The situation at that time...

Before he could figure out why, a pair of shoes appeared in front of him blocking his way. He raised his eyes and saw that it was Ira.

Seeing his red and swollen eyes, Yila knew that he might have cried a lot just now.

When she saw his face, she knew why he wanted to hide his true face like this, and why he refused to show it all the time.

For a moment, she was indeed frightened.

Later, I figured it out, the appearance is born and cannot be changed.It has nothing to do with Bei Chen having such a face, this time she is indeed too impatient.