Qiu Yingsheng slowly lowered his head, and said to Lan Xue in a low voice: "Lan Xue, do you understand what I mean by telling you about that memory just now?"

"Hmm. Lan Xue smiled bitterly and nodded,

"The love between you and your senior sister is admirable. You have all given up yourself for each other, and externally, you can only be Qiu Ruoyu, and no one will know that Kawashima Luya's husband is actually called Qiu Yingsheng. And senior sister, no, it's Kawashima Luya, for you, she became Qiu Luxue······ For each other's sake, you both don't care who you are anymore. ”

"Haha······" Although the cloak covered Qiu Yingsheng's head, Lan Xue couldn't see the smile on his face, but Lan Xue heard his faint laughter.

Lan Xue looked at Qiu Yingsheng cautiously, and asked lightly, "Why are you laughing?" Qiu Yingsheng put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said in a shallow voice: "You are wrong. I just want you to know that even a dying man has the right to listen to his own voice and make choices. Lan Xue, if you feel hard and scared, ask your heart if it wants to go on like that. If your heart says no, then you stop, it's okay. Lan Xue slowly put her hand on her heart and slowly closed her eyes.

It's just that the moment Lan Xue closed her eyes, the faces of her parents, their painful and sad expressions once again surged into Lan Xue's heart.

Lan Xue opened her eyes instantly, she stared at her eyes, stared directly at her unfinished oil painting, and said coldly: "My heart tells me that even if I die, I have to go on like that." My heart wants me to walk with a mask firmly on it. ”

"Maybe ······"

"Don't say it anymore, Brother Yingsheng. I will not be shaken. When I was picked up by Twilight in the restaurant to receive the injection, I felt as if I had become a taxidermy for people to see, and I had my biped taxidermy cut off in the eyes of others. I was so scared that I told myself that it was a dream, and that my father and mother would wake me up immediately. However, it was at this moment that I realized that no one would call me at all. Dad was gone, Mom was gone, and Dad's dying-looking eyes came to my mind along with my fear. It was my father's eyes that made me understand that I was no longer qualified to be helpless and afraid. It was at that moment that I told myself that I was no longer the blue snow I used to be. I'm going to make myself a mask that I can wear and never be cowardly and fearful again, and I'm going to take it with me to see everything I want to see······" Lan Xue interrupted Qiu Yingsheng's words, because she was afraid that what Qiu Yingsheng was going to say next would shake her already determined decision.

"Forgive me for not being able to talk to you anymore today, I want to finish this painting for my senior sister as soon as possible. Lan Xue couldn't help but pick up the pen and dip the oil paint in the paint box, and re-smear it on the canvas, until she could be sure that Qiu Yingsheng had silently disappeared by her side at some point, she slowly stopped the movements in her hand, looked at the canvas in front of her, and was quietly in a daze······ A touch of sunlight gradually caressed Lan Xue's face, Lan Xue looked at the unfinished painting in front of her, a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of her slightly pursed mouth, and unconsciously, she was in a daze for a night.

And the motive for why he sat here quietly all night without sleep, even he couldn't tell himself.

Perhaps, I want to be the timid and cowardly Lan Xue for another night, or perhaps, I am thinking about how to face my former self after the change······ Lan Xue smiled lightly and raised her head to wipe away the warm tears that had slipped from the corners of her eyes.

This tear was Lan Xue's last gift to herself before sunrise, she couldn't help but look at her wet fingers, and said to herself coldly: "Perhaps, this is my last clean tear······ Sorry ······" With that, Lan Xue took a deep breath, raised her head, and picked up the phone at hand.

Lan Xue looked at the phone in her hand and hesitated. She didn't know if she should call that number, and she really wanted to talk to the person on the other end of the line

"I'm sorry". Because, I want to bring it myself

If the first step after the "mask" can be carried out smoothly, it will definitely be

"Sabotage" to her wedding······ After her wedding, she no longer had the way to become the kind and simple school girl in her eyes.

"Sister Meixi, forgive me······" Lan Xue silently repeated Duan Meixi's name in her mouth, and then dialed the number······ Duan Meixi also stayed awake all night, and she was inexplicably nervous at the thought that she was going to become a bride today, so for the call that came in early in the morning, Duan Meixi was even more like a life-saving straw, hoping that this call could relieve her nervousness and boredom.

Picking up the phone and seeing that it was Lan Xue's number, Duan Meixi couldn't help but be even happier

"Hey, Cher. Hearing Duan Meixi's voice on the other end of the phone, Lan Xue hesitated a little, and after a few seconds of silence, she slowly spoke: "Senior sister······ I'm sorry. Duan Meixi, who was originally elated to see Lan Xue's number, heard the other side of the phone

The three words "I'm sorry" gradually lost her initial joy, Duan Meixi slowed down her voice and asked tentatively: "Why, do you want to tell me I'm sorry?" Lan Xue lowered her head, and the other hand that was not holding the phone gently covered her knee, and gradually, Lan Xue increased the strength of her palm, and pinched her knee with all her might.

It wasn't until she had to acquiesce, even if she used all her strength, her legs were still unconscious, she raised her head with a wry smile, looked at the unfinished painting in front of her, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I originally wanted to paint a picture for you as a wedding gift." However, I didn't finish ······." Hearing Lan Xue's answer, Duan Meixi suddenly felt relieved, Lan Xue's heart was too heavy, and she had always been worried because she was afraid that she would think too much.

Just when he heard Lan Xue's apology, he was still worried about whether something had happened, and in this way, the worry in Duan Meixi's heart disappeared.

Duan Meixi hurriedly smiled and comforted Lan Xue and said, "What's so sorry about this, another day, just draw me a more beautiful and praise painting to make up for it." ”

"And ······" I heard another apologetic message on the other end of the phone

The two words "and" made Duan Meixi can't help but quip: "No, Miss Lan, how much have you done to be sorry for me." ”

"When I was in school, I promised my senior sister that I would be your bridesmaid when you got married. As a result, I failed to keep my promise······"

"Don't talk about Cher, as long as you can come to my wedding. Because I believe that whether you are my bridesmaid or not, you will give me no less blessings, right?" Lan Xue tried her best to suppress the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Yes." No matter what I become, I will always bless my senior sister. Always. ”

"Then hurry up and put on a beautiful outfit, and then come to my wedding, you know?" Lan Xue raised her head, hoping that the tears in her eyes could disappear the moment she raised her head, Lan Xue endured a pungent sour smile and said, "Well, I know." I'm going to put on makeup now, and I'll definitely be beautiful at my sister's wedding in a while. Hearing Lan Xue's tone, there were a few more clear tones, and Duan Meixi suddenly became more relaxed

"Meimei can, but you can't surpass me, I don't want other people's attention to be shifted to you······" Duan Meixi suddenly realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing,

The word "attention" is really not supposed to be spoken. Just when Duan Meixi regretted it, Lan Xue's tone on the other end of the phone seemed very calm

"Is it okay, in front of that person, to hide the fact that I have become crippled until the last moment before the wedding?" Duan Meixi rubbed her nose, held back a sour nose in her eyes that was about to stay, and bowed her head and said, "Hmm." Hearing Duan Meixi's answer, Lan Xue nodded with a light smile and said softly, "Then I'll see the bride in a while······ Goodbye, senior sister. Lan Xue hung up the phone, slowly closed her eyes, and once again covered her palm with her heart.

The silence in the room seemed to allow Lan Xue to hear her heartbeat clearly, and feeling her heartbeat with her palm, Lan Xue opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, Lan Xue's eyes became cold and sad. She slowly turned her head to the side, looking at her face reflected in the glass window.

Such a hard and indifferent look made her feel strange, and the cowardice and helplessness that had appeared in her eyes had completely disappeared at this moment.

She curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and said to herself in a cold voice: "Duan Yehan, I said let's see you in hell again." Now, I'm coming to you and ······"

"Little one, are you still sleeping, can I come in?" Xu Duhang knocked on the door carefully, but there was no response in the room, so Xu Duhang carefully pushed open the door of the room.

When Xu Duhang pushed the door in, Lan Xue was sitting in front of the dresser and applying lipstick, hearing the sound of the door opening, Lan Xue put down the lipstick in her hand and slowly turned her head sideways, looked at Xu Duhang's eyes, slightly curled the corners of her mouth to reveal the sweetest smile.

Such a one

"Smile" made Xu Duhang rush forward impatiently, turn the wheelchair in his direction, Xu Duhang squatted down to hold Lan Xue's hand, and said excitedly: "You laughed! You smiled······ At this time, Xu Duhang's eyes were already filled with faint tears, and since he took Lan Xue to his home, Lan Xue had never smiled sincerely.

Although he doesn't care if she will feel happy because of herself, as long as she is by her side, even if it is an empty shell without expression, she doesn't care.

However, now he saw Lan Xue's smile again, whether it was because she saw herself or for some other reason, in short, no one would think about it in the future, no one would be happy with him, no one would think about it.

Lan Xue leaned down slightly, looked into Xu Duhang's eyes, and said softly, "Brother Duhang, am I beautiful?"

"Well, pretty. The little ones are the prettiest. Xu Duhang smiled and nodded desperately.

"Really? I want to look in the mirror. ”

"Okay. Xu got up and turned the wheelchair back to the position facing the dresser. Lan Xue looked at herself in the mirror, slowly touched her face with her palm, and said with a light smile: "It seems that it's not beautiful enough." As she spoke, she lowered her head and picked up the blush box on the dresser and handed it to Xu Duhang and said, "Brother Duhang, you can help me get this." Xu Duhang looked at the box in his hand and smiled helplessly: "Do you really want me to come? Lan Xue ignored Xu Duhang's tendency to refuse, she picked up the makeup brush on the dresser and handed it to Xu Duhang

"Just brush this lightly on my face, it's okay. "Look

The makeup brushes that "followed", Xu Duhang couldn't cry or laugh. However, this time he did not refuse, he opened the box, lightly dipped a thin layer of pink on the makeup brush, leaned over, and carefully brushed the pink on Lan Xue's face.

Looking at Xu Duhang concentrating on brushing her blush in the mirror, Lan Xue's face gradually swelled with a touch of pain, but she still smiled and said to Xu Duhang who was concentrating in the mirror: "Brother Duhang, I'm sorry." Xu Duhang disagreed, smiled and glanced up at Lan Xue, who was still smiling, lowered his head and said casually while moving the makeup brush in his hand: "Forced me to do this kind of thing that I'm not good at, guilty?" Lan Xue moved her gaze to her hand, not daring to look at Xu Duhang and herself in the mirror again

"I don't want to be the same anymore, I want to be different······ If I'm going to make you feel strange or uncomfortable······ I'm sorry. ”

"Cut. Xu Duhang sneered and shook his head, aiming the brush in his hand at Lan Xue's other cheek

"You just want me to compliment you on being as beautiful as you are without makeup, right? Okay, little one, I have to admit that you are beautiful without makeup, and you are more beautiful with makeup. So, even if you say goodbye to the days of no makeup and want to wear makeup every day, I am absolutely in favor of it. How is it? Are you satisfied with my answer?" Lan Xue smiled without saying a word, and after a few seconds she nodded in response, "Yes, satisfied." With that, she looked at herself in the mirror whose face was gradually flushed, and little by little she retracted the smile that was still lingering on the corner of her mouth just now.

Because at this moment, I officially put on the mask I made. From this moment on, smile will only be her tool, and from this moment on, she will take laughter from the heart as a luxury.

At this moment, she told herself that once she put on this mask, unless she saw what she wanted to see, she would not take it off again, even if it was embedded in the flesh and caused a painful pain······