It's not my fault to be ugly

It was raining heavily outside.

The white and slender hands quickly skipped over the black and white keys, and a series of beautiful notes slid down with the sound of cold rain knocking on the window.The hands are jumping tirelessly on the keys, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the music played is getting more and more urgent.At this moment, the sound of high-heeled shoes walking downstairs came from upstairs, and then there was a "bang", and a hand with nail polish was roughly pressed on the keys.

Pei Fei's hands stopped.

"I've made an appointment with a doctor in the medical cosmetology department, let's go." Seeing Pei Fei's face, a trace of disgust flashed across the woman's well-maintained face.

Pei Fei smiled: "Mom, I'm very satisfied with my current face, and I don't plan to do it any more."

"I didn't take you to continue the treatment, you let you come back!" The woman's endurance was obviously at the limit, she burst into anger, and shouted: "Look at your current appearance! If your father sees..."

"If Dad can't see it, he won't come home." Pei Fei sneered and said this cruel fact, sharply pricking the woman's nerves: "I heard that he already has his own family outside, It seems that the woman bore him a son."

"Shut up!" The woman on the verge of collapse raised her hand and slapped it down hard.

Pei Fei quickly grabbed her wrist: "Mom, I'm 17 years old now, not four years old, and I'm no longer the age for you to pinch and round."

"You... are you really going to piss me off?"

"I'm mad at you? How dare I?" Pei Fei's smile was so exaggerated that it deformed: "Mom, you should be very happy to see my face now! You always compare me to Lu Mingran, now it's all right, I even turned my face into his, aren't you happy? I did it to please you."

"You...you..." The woman trembled all over, her legs softened and she fell to the ground.

Pei Fei let go of her hand, looked at her boredly, and said, "Take Madam back to the room."

The servants at the side surrounded her, half-armed and half-pulled the woman, and sent her back upstairs.

Pei Fei's nerves throbbed with pain, he closed his eyes, sat back on the piano bench, and quietly waited for the pain to pass.This is the sequelae of plastic surgery.

At this moment, the doorbell outside the courtyard rang. The servant turned on the video phone, asked a few questions, walked to Pei Fei and whispered, "Master, there is someone outside looking for you."

"I don't see you." With his current appearance, no one wants to see him.

The servant walked over and hung up the phone.

The doorbell rang persistently again.Pei Fei knocked on the piano annoyedly, then turned around and went upstairs, into her bedroom.

It was raining heavily outside, and damp moisture spread in through the open floor-to-ceiling windows, and the air was filled with the smell of tide.Pei Fei walked over pressing his forehead, and stretched out his hand to push the window shut.He casually glanced at the courtyard, his eyes glazed over, and the heart in his chest was beating fast.

He walked quickly to the balcony, leaned out his upper body and stared carefully at the figure standing at the courtyard door and kept ringing the doorbell... There was no mistake.It's him!

The air became thinner in an instant, making him dizzy and out of breath.

How did he come here? !

Pei Fei turned around and quickly opened the bedroom door, stomping on the stairs and ran down, opened the door and rushed out under the surprised eyes of the servants.

A steward behind him hurriedly followed to hold an umbrella for him.

The courtyard door opened, and Feng Dingkun was standing there, holding an umbrella and a suitcase at his feet.The rain was pouring down, soaking the suitcase and the bottom of his black trousers.

Feng Dingkun looked at Pei Fei who ran out and was stunned.He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then raised his head again, but the person in front of him did not change, he still had Lu Mingran's face.

No... if you look closely... you can still see a little difference...

Damn it, why didn't I recognize it in those days?

It must be... It must be because of the person who was with me those days, not Pei Fei!impossible!

"You... who are you?!" Feng Dingkun trembled as he stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

The servant was holding a big umbrella, and the rain was pouring down from the corner of the umbrella, splashing Pei Fei's shoes—he was still wearing his shoes at home.

"I'm sorry." Pei Fei tried hard to keep her voice from trembling, but she felt ashamed under Feng Dingkun's blank gaze: "I'm sorry...I'm Pei Fei."

As soon as Feng Dingkun let go of his hand, the umbrella was blown away by the wind, fell to the ground far away, and staggered a few times.

"Then who... who lived on the mountain with me for so long?" Feng Dingkun was drenched by the heavy rain, his hair was sticking to his pale face, and even his lips were trembling, trying to spit out these words.

"I'm sorry...it's me."

Feng Dingkun seemed to have been severely stabbed by the short five words, curled up in mourning, his knees bent, and he knelt on the ground at once.He was sobbing, and the big raindrops hit him hard, making the thin boy's body tremble unceasingly.

"Why did you do this to me?" Feng Dingkun clenched his hands tightly and pressed his chest unbearably, as if he was under a huge pressure, he used all his strength to shout out the last voice: "Take off in front of everyone Isn't my clothes humiliating me enough?!"

Pei Fei's face was pale and blue, and tears kept streaming down his cheeks.At this moment, he could no longer feel the neuropathic pain in his head, because the throbbing part of his chest was thousands of times more painful.

But he couldn't say anything other than a feeble apology like sorry.

What to say?

How should he speak?

Said: "I want to become Lu Mingran, maybe you will be willing to look at me more?" Are you going to say such a humble appeal?

Enduring the pain of having a knife on his face and the risk of failure, as well as the current sequelae, just to let his bright eyes stay on his face for a second, this kind of humble and pitiful idea, no matter who listens They will laugh at him mercilessly!

I never thought of getting more.But when he came back to campus that summer vacation, he met him again, making people feel that it was God's arrangement, as if he had fallen into a psychedelic dream. He didn't want to wake up, he just wanted to follow his instinct and spend the time with him Second after second.

Feng Dingkun stood up unsteadily, dragged his suitcase with his head down, and left like a walking dead.Pei Fei's vision was blurred by tears, he rushed up quickly, and the pouring rain fell on his head in an instant, pouring all over his body.

"Stay with me, okay?" He stretched out his hand to grab Feng Dingkun's white shirt sleeve, his voice was a little muffled by the heavy rain.

But Feng Dingkun's words came to his ears very clearly, and every word hit his heart, knocking his painful heart to pieces.

"Don't show up in front of me with that face on your face, you don't deserve it."

After Feng Dingkun finished speaking, he pulled out his wet sleeves and turned to leave.Pei Fei burst into tears, hanging his hands weakly, and could only watch the thin figure slowly disappearing little by little.

The phone rang, and Feng Dingkun took out the water-soaked phone from his trousers pocket that was still dripping. It was Lu Mingran.

His cold fingers swiped a few times on the phone before he finally connected the call.

"Hello, Akun."

"I'm sorry, Lu Mingran..." Feng Dingkun didn't wait until the other side finished speaking, and said first: "...I'm not good enough for you."

He hung up the phone, took the suitcase and got on the bus bound for Bailian Town.

He can't even tell the difference between his lover and an imposter with plastic surgery, he doesn't deserve to appear in front of Lu Mingran at all!

I would kill myself if I could!She would rather die than let Lu Mingran know that she would admit him wrong, that she would be with Pei Fei for so many days...

That's a stain... a stain that can't be forgiven in a lifetime

If Lu Mingran found out, he would never forgive him.

However, the painful Feng Dingkun never thought that his PTSD was not cured at all. He thought he had killed someone that day, and fell into extreme emotions psychologically. He mistook the plastic surgery Pei Fei as the person he wanted to see most Man, it's entirely possible.After that, being with Pei Fei for so many days was nothing more than PTSD and extreme psychology.

"Wait!" Lu Mingran yelled, but the phone had already been hung up.

He gritted his teeth, sighed annoyedly, and called again, but the connection was no longer possible.

"You see, Grandpa flinched before he did anything. It seems that he doesn't like you as much as you like him."

"No!" Lu Mingran shook his head vigorously: "He must have some difficulties......"

However, is there any difficulty that cannot be said and the two of them can find a way to solve it?

Doesn't he deserve half a point for him to be brave and work hard?

Could it be that he really...doesn't he love himself as much as he loves him?

Although he didn't want to think in that direction, but like walking on a steep slope, he couldn't help letting his thoughts slip into the abyss of doubt.

"How long has it been since I saw you?" Ling Yuxin sat on the back seat of the extended luxury family car, watching the funeral procession at the entrance of Shaw Medical Center from afar.At the front of the line was a young man in sackcloth and filial piety, about his early twenties, holding a posthumous photo in his hand. Although his face was haggard, his extraordinary appearance still made people unable to move his eyes away.

"It's been five years." Ling Yuxin touched his chin with one hand, and separated the index finger and middle finger of the other hand. The assistant beside him skillfully lit the cigar for him.The flame of the lighter flickered, and the famous watch on his wrist glowed a little red in the darkness.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite Ling Yuxin dared not speak, but looked greedily at the watch.

"Haha, I really want to be pretty and filial!" Seeing the funeral procession walking away with drums and gongs, Ling Yuxin's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were exactly the same as those of a middle-aged man.Restraining his gaze back, he saw the middle-aged man staring at his watch, and smiled contemptuously: "You missed your mark, your father's apprentice is much more valuable than my watch."

The middle-aged man quickly withdrew his gaze and smiled apologetically.

Ling Yuxin had seen this kind of smile too many times, and he was already tired of it.He glanced at the man with undisguised disgust, and then turned his eyes to the outside of the car: "Today is your father's funeral, don't you go to burn incense for him?"

The middle-aged man was unmoved, and his smile remained unchanged: "Don't worry, it's important to listen to Mr. Xiao Feng's orders."

"What can I tell you?" Ling Yuxin took a puff of cigarette and shook the ash.

"If you had nothing to say, you wouldn't have found me who was far away in Steindt."

Ling Yuxin was a little annoyed when he punctured his mind.This is the lower class, he thought, who always pretends to be smart, but doesn't know how to leave some room for it. If he annoys himself, what good will he gain if he speaks so bluntly?Forget it, if it weren't for the fact that this man is still useful, he wouldn't have to fish him out of foreign casinos.

It's time to make him work.

Ling Yuxin took two puffs of cigarette silently, threw the butt of the cigarette away, and then said unhurriedly: "Since your father passed away, his inheritance should belong to you, right?"

"What kind of inheritance can he have? A broken medical clinic left by a poor man!" The middle-aged man said with disdain, "And I don't know how to practice medicine, so what's the use of coming here."

Ling Yuxin smiled, this broken hospital is worthless in the eyes of this man, but to some people, it is priceless!

He leaned forward, approached the middle-aged man, reached out and patted the man's face: "Go and get back what belongs to you."

"You... you mean that broken hospital?" The middle-aged man was puzzled.

Ling Yuxin was too lazy to explain, and said lightly: "Do as I say."

"Yes! Yes! Since it was Mr. Feng's order...ah no, I should have inherited that medical clinic!" The man got out of the car and walked quickly towards the medical clinic where wreaths were still placed.

Ling Yuxin watched his back disappear into the dilapidated wooden door of the medical hall, and smiled disdainfully: "Mr. Xiao Feng...huh!"