Mr. Perfect Makeover

Wu Xin suddenly occupied a single sofa in the living room with his suitcase in his arms, staring at the naughty man who was carelessly buried on the sofa with his round eyes open.

Xun Xiao's face was pale, and he couldn't see any expression. In fact, since Zhou Xiaoliang left, he had always looked like this expressionless face. However, his ruffian aura had penetrated into his bones, and it made him sit like this without talking. People can't help feeling wary.

"Wu Xinran, let's have a good talk!"

Wu Xin suddenly sneered, look, he is such a man, the words that can obviously be said very euphemistically come out of his mouth, with a disgusting taste, "What is there to talk about between us?" It's in his apartment, but it's not his own will to drive ducks to the shelves. If possible, he would rather live in the bridge hole, so he won't save any face for Xun Xiao at all.

Xun Xiao took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, thought about it, then took it out and squeezed it between his fingers, raised his eyes and said, "Xiao Rufeng asked me today."

Huh?

Wu Xin was startled suddenly, Xiao Rufeng's name came out of two people's mouths today, and his heart trembled inexplicably, "So what?"

Xun Xiao lowered his eyes, then raised them again, "What's your relationship with Xiao Rufeng?"

Wu Xin suddenly sneered, "What does this have to do with you?"

"Do you think this has nothing to do with me?" Xun Xiao's voice lowered, and then he stood up abruptly. Wu Xin suddenly remembered his sudden kiss on the road last time, and jumped up from the sofa in fright, growling: "Zhao Xiao, you, don't go too far..."

Unexpectedly, Xun Xiao just gave him a meaningful look, then went around the sofa and went to the bedroom, and came out holding a small iron box after a while.

Wu Xin looked at his every move inexplicably, and saw Xun Xiao's eyes suddenly softened, gently stroking the small iron box that had faded and rusted, and whispered: "Do you know what's in it?"

Wu Xin was stunned for a while before realizing that Xun Xiao was asking himself what he said, and said coldly, "How do I know?"

Xun Xiao looked up at him, then slowly opened the small iron box, and pushed it in front of Wu Xinran, "It's my first love."

Before Wu Xin could sneer, he was startled by the objects in the iron box, and took out the contents with trembling hands. It was a stack of sketches. Judging by the thickness, there were at least forty or fifty sheets. The angles and scenic spots are different, but there is only one protagonist. Wu Xin suddenly knows that Xun Xiao has shown a super talent for painting since he was a child, and even represented the school many times in competitions. . . . . .

But now seeing these papers that proved his talent for painting, Wu Xin suddenly panicked, "What do you mean by showing me these?"

Xun Xiao approached, took the drawing paper from him, flipped through it, and said, "This picture shows you crying when you can't answer the teacher's questions in class, and this picture shows you angry because I bullied you again. You, this one is when you got angry, when you bared your teeth and claws, very cute, this one is when you were in junior high school, because of the rejection of your classmates, you became more silent, this one... "

Reaching out and waving the drawing paper in Xun Xiao's hand, the scattered white paper landed sadly like flying white butterflies, like Wu Xin's heart sinking to the bottom of the valley, evoking a cold smile, "Zhao Xiao, why did you show me these rags? The joke is to tell me that you tortured me so badly before because you liked me? Ha, to tell you the truth, I won’t believe this trick of torturing him if I like him.”

Xun Xiao bent down and picked up the drawing papers on the ground one by one, folded them neatly and put them back in a small iron box, then said flatly: "I don't like you."

Suddenly the stone in Wu Xin's heart fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was no such thing as thunder rolling from the sky.

"I love you."

"Uh..." I suddenly felt lightning flashing and thundering in my ears.

After Xun Xiao finished speaking, he seemed to have figured something out, and continued: "I thought I hated you, because no matter how much I bully you and make my classmates reject you, there is always a fire in your eyes, beautiful It almost made me lose my mind, so, I hate you, you are obviously so miserable, why are you still so beautiful, this is not fair... Later I transferred to another school, and the friends who used to play together gradually disappeared from memory You are the only one in my life, but you often appear in my dreams, those burning eyes almost burn my body and my will... Later, I understood, I love you, I actually I fell in love with you because of your eyes..."

"click"

The door was pushed open vigorously, Wu Xin still hadn't recovered from Xun Xiao's confession, looked at the man who was mentioned one after another at the door, blinked blankly, not knowing what to say.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, I wish you a Merry Christmas, smooth work, progress in study, and happy every day!