Ugly, for Zhang Ling, who has been far inferior to normal people since she was born, she has only one nickname since she was a child. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's ugly.

Ugly, this is the curse that has been with her for as long as she can remember. When I was young, because I didn't look good, my classmates didn't like to play with me, and even the parents of some children kept their children away from them, worrying that ugliness was a disease, and if they got too close, their children would also get this sad disease. When she was a child, because of her appearance, she has been ostracized by her peers, and as she grows older, her appearance becomes more and more ugly, she is no longer just excluded by the people around her, and even begins to attract insults from others.

Revile.

This is one of the most preferred things of human beings, if you watch others have a bad life, others have a bad life, then this human heart is also satisfied and happy. Human beings are strange creatures who especially like to step on the misfortunes of others to get self-satisfaction, so the natural ugliness of appearance has laid the foundation for Zhang Ling's destined misfortune in this life.

Unfortunately, she deserved it, she was unlucky, who let her grow into that virtue. People who look like that deserve to be humiliated and disliked by everyone, who makes her look so disgusting and not die, but also to live in the world to disgust others, so she deserves to be disliked by everyone and ridiculed by everyone.

Taunt.

For Zhang Ling, almost all the memories of her life are filled with them, and in her memories, there is no ridicule and contempt all the time.

Ugly duckling.

She is an ugly duckling who can only be ridiculed by others forever, and she will never be transformed into a white swan in this life. I thought that this life was destined to be like this, unless I died, I would never be able to get rid of this cursed fate, but one night during the summer vacation, I was transformed.

That night, Zhang Ling still remembers that that night, she suddenly came to a garden when she was sleeping in a daze. The garden was barren and desolate, looking at the strangeness of not knowing how long it had been deserted, and there was a chill in the desolation, it was in this strange and desolate garden that she met a person, a person, a person who looked like a man. Because the dream at that time was too vague, she didn't see whether that person was a person or what, she only clearly heard the man asking herself.

Are you willing to shed this disgusting skin?

Shedding this disgusting skin, replacing this curse-like ugly face, and giving it a new beginning?

What the man asked at that time, Zhang Ling can't remember it now, she only remembers that after hearing the man's inquiry, she nodded like crazy. Tell the man that as long as she can get rid of this curse-like ugliness, and make herself like an ordinary girl, youthful and beautiful, no matter what she pays for it, she is willing.

Yes.

No matter what she pays for it, she is willing.

At that time, after she said this to that person, Zhang Ling vaguely remembered that person and smiled.

The man smiled, and the strange dream woke up, and when the dream was dispersed, Zhang Ling didn't remember this dream at first, but felt that it was a ridiculous dream. If you want to shed this ugly face, unless you have plastic surgery, it will never be possible. Plastic surgery, as far as her family's family background, how can she afford her own plastic surgery, besides, just her face, plastic surgery, how can plastic surgery be completely transformed, as far as her natural ugly appearance is concerned, I am afraid that only by changing her face can she save herself.

Ugly, that is the innate sadness, the sin he created in his previous life, because he knew that his face could not get rid of the sad fate in this life, so that dream caused Zhang Ling to laugh at herself. However, there are often too many things in this world that are far beyond imagination, and Zhang Ling, who thought it was just a ridiculous dream at first, has transformed little by little throughout the summer.

From a very ugly girl with a dark and fat face full of pimples and acne, she has transformed all the way into a tall and slender beautiful high school student with beautiful facial features. Zhang Ling's transformation, even she herself is like a dream, not to mention her classmates. When school started after the summer, when those eyes with jealousy, envy and longing fell on her, Zhang Ling was satisfied for the first time in her life.

Satisfy.

At that moment, she really felt satisfied, and even felt that all this was God's favor, because in the past ten years, she had been too sad, so God couldn't bear to be so gifted.

Favor, at first Zhang Ling really felt that this was God's favor, she had seen her ugly and unbearable face before, no matter who came to ask, she always replied that she was just losing weight successfully, so the whole person changed, and there was no plastic surgery. Facelift? She really didn't have plastic surgery, and Zhang Ling didn't lie about this matter, after all, this face was really favored by God.

Favor, that face is indeed the favor given by God, but there has never been a unilateral favor in this world, if you want to get the so-called favor, you must pay a relative price for it. At the beginning, I heard that a female high school student died violently for an inexplicable reason, Zhang Ling didn't care, after all, the sudden death of a student has to happen several times a year, nothing strange, but with the sudden increase of these rumors, those words came into her ears one by one, and Zhang Ling's heart began to be unstable.

Those girls who died violently were born unsightly, but for some reason, after the summer, the whole person seemed to have plastic surgery, and suddenly became a big beauty. The girl who became beautiful inexplicably, and then died inexplicably in a certain night, as time went by, there were more and more such words, and they were more and more often waved around Zhang Ling, and it also reminded Zhang Ling more and more of the man who suddenly appeared in her dream on the night of the summer.

The man, the man asked herself, would she like to shed this ugly face, and what did she return to at that time?

By the way, she told the man at the time that she was willing, no matter what the price was, she was willing.

Sitting at the table, looking at the face reflected in the mirror, because she was thinking too seriously, Zhang Ling couldn't help but raise her hand and gently touch this face. manually, and the person reflected in the mirror, does the same thing.

Although the face reflected in the mirror was doing exactly the same movements as herself, I don't know if she stared at the face in the mirror for too long, so that at that moment, Zhang Ling actually felt that the face in the mirror looked a little strange. An unfamiliar face not only looks completely unfamiliar, but even the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes.

Her face, not only the classmates on the side are talking evilly, but even herself, to be honest, she herself feels that this is an evil face. From the ugly self in the past, day by day, day by day, I changed that unbearable face, and turned to this beautiful face. It's not just the face that I feel disgusting to look at when I return it, this face is still transforming to this day.

As time goes by, this face is getting better and better, and it is becoming more and more refined, although looking at the face in the mirror, Zhang Ling can't tell where this face looks good, but she still can't help but deeply praise the stunning color of this face.

Beautiful face, no matter who looks at it, they will feel that it is a little evil and weird, but the more she stares at this face, the more convinced Zhang Ling becomes.

This face, this face should belong to her, the face that should belong to her.

Looking at himself in the mirror, the more he examined, the more he sank, and when Zhang Ling invested all his body and mind in the mirror's face, he only heard a "pop", and the window of the room suddenly blew open. The blowing window, the wind poured in directly from the outside, and the influx of wind brought up the scattered curtains, and the curtains raised with the wind were also hung up to Zhang Ling at the same time. The curtains that were raised were swinging with the wind, and the curtains fell at the moment when the wind dispersed. The curtain that fell was just above Zhang Ling's head, and the bottom of the curtain brushed over Zhang Ling's cheeks.

That moment of flickering instantly blocked Zhang Ling's field of vision, and when the curtain brushed and fell back to its original place, Zhang Ling found it.

The face reflected in the mirror.

It's prettier.

At that moment, it was as if the face had been carved by the wind for the last time, showing its most perfect side. When the wind stopped and the curtains fell, looking at the face reflected in the mirror at this time, even if it was Zhang Ling, she was stunned at that moment. And when she was stunned by her current beauty, Zhang Ling didn't notice that there was one more person in her room.

It was a man, as if coming with the wind, and just as the wind had dissipated, the man appeared in her room. This man is wearing a plain kimono and a feather weave of the same color, and the man looks plain, naturally permeating a kind of gentle and comfortable atmosphere unique to rich and noble people.

obviously looked like a weak man, but for some reason, because of his appearance, there was a very strong smell of blood in Zhang Ling's room. The sweet smell was very strong, seeping directly from the man's body, and then spreading to every corner of the house.

If it is said that because of the influx of the wind, indulging in the sudden change of beauty in the mirror, Zhang Ling can ignore the influx of wind, then the fishy smell that spreads in the house now, no matter how amazing the face in front of her is, Zhang Ling can't ignore the sudden smell of blood in the room. Because the sudden smell of blood is so strong that once the tip of a person's nose smells this bloody breath, the smell will be poured directly down the nasal cavity and into the lungs.

The smell of blood that was choking not only did not gradually dissipate because of the wind irrigation, but became stronger and stronger. Just when Zhang Ling couldn't ignore it because of this strong bloody aura, at that moment, she felt behind her.

One more.

There was suddenly an extra person behind him, not only from the perception of the body, but also from the mirror in front of him. Originally, only his face was reflected in the mirror, but I don't know when, there was another man in this mirror. The man came silently behind her, behind her, and raised his hand to touch her face.

Man, because the man is standing, only the man's body can be reflected in the mirror. Dressed in a plain kimono and covered with a feather weave, the man's hands were very cold, so cold that because of his touch, the cold air could move Zhang Ling subconsciously shivered. Because of the man who suddenly appeared in the room, Zhang Ling's whole body stiffened.

Hallucination?

At first, she also hoped that this was just her own hallucination, but when the man's hand touched her cheek, the cold feeling penetrated directly into her skin, Zhang Ling knew that this was not her hallucination.

The man's hand gently touched Zhang Ling's face one by one, as if he was touching the most exquisite silk in the world. Under such a gentle touch, Zhang Ling heard the man behind him murmuring: "Zhisha, my Zhisha, no matter when you look at it, you are so beautiful, people can't help but fall into it." ”

The man behind her touched her face at this time, but called a name she had never heard before. Because of the man's whisper in her ears, Zhang Ling wanted to respond, she wanted to tell this man that she was not Zhisha, and she didn't know the Zhisha in his mouth at all.

obviously wanted to speak, obviously wanted to tell this man that she was not the branch yarn he muttered in his mouth, but the touch of the man's palm, the touch that was so cold that it went directly into the bone, locked Zhang Ling's voice, making her speechless. was speechless, not only because the man's touch was too cold, and his body was stiff, but the most important thing was that after listening to this man's whispering, Zhang Ling suddenly found that this man's voice.

She'd heard.

It was in that dream, in the same dream that Summer had had, that in her dream, she was asked if she would like to shed that ugly face, and that voice was the voice of the man standing behind her at the moment.

With exactly the same tone and the same voice, the man who once appeared in her dream was standing behind her alive at this moment. Touching her cheek, she muttered something she couldn't understand.

The man's whispering carried the strongest love in the world, as if it was not Zhang Ling in front of him at this time, but the most beloved woman in his life.

Gentle touch, each touch is extremely gentle. In this gentle touch, the man suddenly leaned down and asked in her ear: "Miss, I don't know if you are satisfied with this face." ”

The original muttering and touching was enough to make Zhang Ling shudder, but she didn't expect that after that touch, the man would suddenly lean down and murmur this question in her ear. The sudden muttering made Zhang Ling's body stiffen even more, and she didn't know how to answer at all, and at this time, an indescribable panic rushed out directly from the deepest part of her heart.

Fear.

Fear for no apparent reason.

Because of this fear, Zhang Ling's voice was locked even more dead. Locked in a voice, the words naturally couldn't be spoken, but for this man, it didn't matter to him whether Zhang Ling could reply or not, still leaning over Zhang Ling's ear, the man said softly.

"This face, Miss is naturally satisfied, right, after all, this is the face of the veil. My Zhisha is the most beautiful woman in the world, and she once had the face of Zhisha, which should be enough for Miss. Miss said that as long as she can get rid of that ugly face, she will be willing to do whatever she gives. Now that my Zhisha has done it for Miss, shouldn't Miss repay my Zhisha as well? ”

The words he muttered, although soft, were actually the words of death, leaning over Zhang Ling's ear, and the man's lips finally touched Zhang Ling's neck. The lips fell to touch, Zhang Ling's body instantly stiffened, and the girl who was still alive one moment ago dried up in an instant the next moment. As if the blood was drained at that moment, the whole body continued to flatten, and when Zhang Ling's body was flattened like dried bacon, the man's lips also left.

Leaving the lips of the neck, the tip of the tongue licked slightly, and just after the tip of the tongue licked and slipped, the man disappeared.

After the man disappeared, the blood in the room also dissipated, leaving only Zhang Ling, who fell in the house and died tragically after the blood dried up. At the last moment of Zhang Ling, she was the only one who had seen that face that had been transformed to the extreme, and if Andrew or Yin Ge were by her side at that time, I am afraid that they would be surprised when they saw her perfectly carved face.

Because of that face, at the last moment, Zhang Ling's face was the same as the cell cuts extracted from the residual blood of the students who died tragically before, and those human face cells with a smile and an extremely weird smile.

with those weird faces.

It's the same. (To be continued.) )