Chapter 115

"You...... You are...... Su Li ?...... "I asked in a hesitant and frightened manner.

She tilted her head slightly to look away, but I could see the confused and indifferent expression on her face.

She said, "That's just a name for me to stay in this world!"

Her voice was hoarse and deep, sounding very distant and broken.

"Then who am I? Am I Sumo?" the question in my heart finally came out at this time.

She turned her gaze back to me and said, "You are who you want you to be." ”

I looked at her, approached unconsciously, and stared at her with courage. Her eyes were bottomless, and I was immediately drawn to my heart.

However, she slowly lowered her eyelids and said lightly: "Please live well and do everything you need to do." Life is too short to cherish yourself!"

After saying that, she turned around and disappeared, and suddenly there was a thick fog in the mirror, and she couldn't see anything.

I have so many more things to ask her!, I frantically reached out to wipe the thick mist from the mirror.

The water marks are like unstoppable tears, flowing from top to bottom, and the entire mirror is covered with such scratches in an instant.

I kept wiping it, the water marks kept flowing, and I couldn't see what was in the mirror at all.

I was so anxious that I tried my best to wipe it, but the mist on the mirror couldn't be wiped clean.

"What do I mean I am, I am who I am? Am I really Su Mo? Don't go, come out!"

The futile wipe quickly broke me down, and I covered my face and cried. "Don't go, don't go......!"

The pain of separation, the wisps of cruelty, from my heart, from every part of my body.

Suddenly, there was a fierce knock on the door. "Teacher Su, what's wrong with you? Teacher Su, open the door! Teacher Su ......"

Sister Wang shouted loudly to me outside the bathroom door and knocked on the door vigorously.

"What's wrong? Su Li! What's wrong with you?" my mother's voice came out, and I could even hear her voice shaking violently.

I hurriedly stopped wiping, tried to adjust my emotions, and quickly opened the door.

Sister Wang and my mother were stunned when the door was opened, and they both stared at me blankly.

It took a long time for my mother to barely make a sound, and she asked me with a trembling voice: "You, you, your face......"

Sister Wang took a step back exaggeratedly, looking frightened.

What's wrong with my face? Is it a flower, but I don't have makeup, how can I cry?

"What's wrong with my face?" I strangely reached out and touched my face, feeling something strange stuck to my face.

I unconsciously stretched out my hand to pick it, but was stopped by Sister Wang's loud voice. "Don't touch, don't pick, don't pick!"

She took two steps forward and grabbed my hand, turned back to my mother and said, "Sister, go to the kitchen and bring the salt!"

My mom hurriedly turned around and ran, and then I felt a strange itch on my face, as if it had been able to penetrate into my heart.

I wanted to reach out and scratch it, but Sister Wang grabbed her hands hard, I never knew that her strength was so great.

"Teacher Su, what are you doing to make your face like this? Isn't it painful, don't you cry first, it's okay, it's okay......"

Sister Wang kept comforting me, but what happened to my face? What did she mean by these words?

"What's wrong with my face?......" I asked her, but she didn't answer.

She said, "Don't talk, close your eyes now!"

Then I felt a hot tingling sensation on my face, and the rough friction from the refined salt particles was a strange tearing and grinding.

"Woo...... "I couldn't take it anymore, I felt like my face was going to be rubbed with salt by her.

"Okay, you can wash it!" Old Sister Wang's tone sounded like a sigh of relief.

These few seconds of salt rubbing came too suddenly. I couldn't open my eyes, but I could feel myself washing my face with water, and I was moving quickly.

"Nonsense!" I heard myself yelling, but I was suddenly startled by myself!

The voice did come from me, but only I knew it, not from me.

I hadn't recovered from this series of suddenness, and I was as defenseless as I had heard someone scolding me.

Even the act of washing my face, I felt like I was just watching.

Finally able to open my eyes, I hurried to the mirror, but all I saw was myself with a panicked expression.

In the mirror is myself, and there is no heroic spirit between my eyebrows, only doubts and horrors.

"It's okay, it's going to get red just after rubbing it with salt, and it'll be fine in a while. Sister Wang's voice came from behind me.

I turned to look at her, and she looked at me with a look of astonishment.

"Teacher Su, you don't seem to be the same...... she blurted out, and then covered her mouth in surprise.

How am I different?

The whole face was rubbed with salt by her, and it was already red like a monkey's ass, of course, it was different from before!

I was angry, but when I saw her hands sticking to her hands and standing there with salt particles sticking to her, she looked very funny, and her anger was instantly extinguished.

"Let's go wash our hands!" I said and walked out, and my mother followed me step by step.

I looked at my mother's frightened face, it was really angry and funny. Just now, she was so obedient and cooperated with Lao Wang, and she could run a race at the speed of running around and getting salt.

"Mom, I'm fine, I won't be popular later, don't be afraid. I said.

Yes, I said that. My brain response and verbal expression have finally returned to the same person.

"You, you......" My mother was still panicked and began to speak incoherently.

"I'm fine, Mom, don't be afraid!" I was afraid that she would fall if she kept going backwards like this, so I hurriedly reached out to support her.

However, the moment my hand made full contact with her body, my mother jumped up and pushed away from my support, as if she had been electrocuted.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you pushing me?" I was confused by my mom, because she looked at me now like a ghost.

"You, you, you......" My mom was still in a state of incoherent panic.

I didn't know what she was trying to say, but I didn't bother to ask her.

My head is full of the weird things I just experienced in the bathroom.

Am I really Sumo?