Chapter 7: I'm Afraid This Face Won't Get Better......
In this life, I will protect you for a good life!
The night was as cold as water, and the mother and daughter hugged each other and slept in the middle of the night.
In Su Zhiyi's memory, it seems that except for when she was very young, this is the first time she has slept in her mother's arms.
How so?
Peaceful and warm.
She had always had a nervous breakdown, and she fell asleep very quickly! And she slept very peacefully, and it was rare that she had no dreams all night.
By the time Su Zhiyi got up again, it was already eight o'clock the next day, and the orientation of her room was very good, and the warm sun shone on her eyelashes, hanging down on her eyelids like a small fan.
Her eyelashes fluttered for a moment, and then she opened her obsidian eyes, the corners of her lips tightly pursed into a line, and she stretched out her hand before slowly turning over.
Looking at this cozy room, she still has a sense of unreality.
The tingling and itching on her face made her a little unbearable, and she slumped off the bed, and ran towards the bathroom next to her without wearing shoes.
Stepping on the wooden floor with bare feet, he trotted all the way to the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, his face was still wrapped in heavy gauze, and he couldn't see what the face looked like under the gauze.
Twenty years later, she still deeply remembers that in the previous life, the wound on her face tortured her for several months before it scabbed, and she endured the pain for many months.
At that time, it was fine in winter, but it was more difficult in summer, the wound was repeatedly infected several times, and she was even hospitalized for half a month because of high fever.
Now this face still has unbearable pain, which makes her want to cut her face off!
Looking at herself in the mirror, her gaze darkened, and after a long time, she gently raised her hand and placed it on the edge of the bandage on her cheek.
Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she moved her fingers slightly, trying to untie the bandage on her face, but the next moment her hand was caught.
"Tang Tang, what are you doing?" As soon as Xia Wenfang entered the door, she saw her daughter's hand on the bandage, as if she wanted to open the bandage, and she was immediately frightened, and ran over in a few steps and grabbed her hand.
"The doctor said that you can't touch your face or get wet, what did you want to do just now?" Xia Wenfang was probably really a little anxious, and his words were a little reproachful.
"Can't I open it and take a look?" Su Zhiyi pursed his lips and gently shook off her hand.
Her tone was airy, as if her devastated face wasn't hers.
"No, I can't. Xia Wenfang looked at her daughter who walked out of her, and followed her out of the bathroom, and said with some seriousness: "Listen to your mother's words, be patient, you have to believe in me, you will be fine soon." ”
Hearing this, Su Zhiyi had a touch of desolation and sarcasm on her face, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
But because her face was wrapped very tightly, Xia Wenfang on the side didn't see the bitter smile on her face.
How can it be good? In her last life, she lived with this face for 20 years, and who knows the contempt she has suffered? Who knows the opportunity she has lost?
She still remembers that the well-known director who took her to film when she was seven years old later came to Decheng for casting, and the role required was the sixteen-year-old daughter of the hero and heroine, which is also a very important role.
In fact, the director originally liked her at that time, because the two had worked together before, and her mother's fame during her lifetime made her the best choice.
But when the director saw her at the age of fifteen, he was immediately stunned.
So that at that time, she can still remember that gaze to this day, with embarrassment and unconcealable fear.
It was because of that time that stepmother Song Maolin took this opportunity to push her baby daughter Song Yanran out.
Sixteen-year-old Song Yanran is already slim, standing in front of people generously, without a trace of restraint, her eyebrows and eyes are full of confidence.
She stood there like a white swan, and Su Zhiyi beside her was even uglier and made her even more ashamed.
It is logical that after that time, the well-known director really chose Song Yanran to participate in his movie.
Later, Song Yanran became the queen heroine in his movie, and she was really praised by him as the queen of the movie, until she died in the previous life, Song Yanran had an unshakable status in the entertainment industry.
Thinking of this, Su Zhiyi's face changed slightly, and her teeth itched with hatred, thinking of her own nest in the previous life, she was a little unwilling, why could her life only be like that? !
"Tang Tang, we have a lot of problems to face and face, the first thing you have to do now is to take care of your face......"
"It couldn't be better. Before Xia Wenfang's words were finished, he was directly interrupted by Su Zhiyi.
Xia Wenfang's heart felt like it had been hit, and what she was most afraid of hearing was this sentence.
"Okay, okay, I'll go dance class and come back at noon. ”
Su Zhiyi looked at his mother's changing expression, and felt a little unbearable, but he couldn't say anything apologetic, so he changed his clothes and walked out.
Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and unlike 20 years later, the New Year is much quieter, and the surrounding shops are closed.
Unlike the city twenty years later, people are much lazier after twenty years, and more and more people no longer pay attention to the quality of Chinese New Year's Eve meals, and even everyone simply spends the New Year in restaurants.
Su Zhiyi's dance teacher is a particularly rigorous person, advocating to live to old and dance to old age, 365 days a year has never let go of practice, this time it is not easy to take three days off in the Chinese New Year's Eve and the first and second days of the first year.
But in Su Zhiyi's memory, she didn't come here to learn to dance a week before she was injured in her last life, and she didn't come even after the injury, and then she gave up dancing completely.
Looking at the two-story building in front of him, Su Zhiyi couldn't help but ponder.
But why didn't she come? She loves dancing so much?
After all, it was a long time ago, and she really couldn't remember the reason for a while, so she simply didn't want to think about it, and strode into the first floor.
Their dance hall is on the second floor, which is a particularly large dance studio, and the first floor is a small game room.
When I walked through the game hall and was about to go up to the second floor, as soon as I stepped up the steps, I heard a familiar voice not far behind me: "This fat man Su is simply too deceitful, does Brother Xi want us to help teach her a lesson?"
Su Fatty?
When Su Zhiyi heard this familiar name, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, obviously a little displeased.
She hated this title the most in her life, and she didn't know which bear child in the compound was so full and had nothing to do, so she gave her this name, and the louder and louder it became, it had reached the point where no one in the courtyard knew it.
Su Zhiyi looked towards the place where the voice came from, and was not surprised to see a rather familiar face at all.
At this moment, he is being surrounded, and several men who are not tall are beside him, and you and I are talking one by one.
Su Zhiyi looked at their behavior of jumping and begging to tear, and as soon as the hand holding the armrest tightened, he felt that he should not be cowardly now, but should just face them head-on~