On the same third floor, in a fashion brand store, Luo Qiong was a little shy and hid in the dressing room. couldn't resist the repeated urging from outside, took a deep breath, opened the curtain and stood out. The pea-green coat, dark gray base, and white lace effect stockings are not only subtle and subtle, but also faintly with the ability of modern women. Unexpectedly, just by changing the skin on the outside, Luo Qiong seemed to have changed as if he had been reborn.

With one hand on his waist and the other on his forehead, Zhang Xi only had the simplest word: "Change." ”

When she comes out again, she won't be a big girl who is ashamed to answer. The mix and match of fur and metal accessories, the immortal classics of black and white, plus the bag with a slight ethnic flavor, how to say it, the current Luo Qiong looks faintly Wang Aiyi's style.

Surprised, bewildered, and a little bit of utter disbelief in it.

With such a self, what can she compare with Wang Aiyi, is she qualified to compare with Wang Aiyi?

What is she, Luo Qiong, who dares to compare with Wang Aiyi.

Shame and self-rejection to the point where he couldn't extricate himself, just burying his head like that, Luo Qiong didn't dare to look at the person in front of him. Although she has been looking forward to Zhang Xi for a full twelve years, how to say it, the feeling of being close to her hometown is even worse. The longer she waits, the deeper her hope, and when her dream comes true, she is so trembling and frightened at this moment, for fear that if she doesn't leave a message, the person in front of her will turn into smoke and disappear.

Just like in the past twelve years, every time I dreamed of her, the person who was clearly standing in front of me disappeared as soon as he stretched out his hand.

stepped forward, took Luo Qiong's hand, and pushed her to the dressing mirror.

It's true, it's real this time.

Feeling the force coming from his shoulder, the unique touch of flesh and blood, Luo Qiong's eyes were red and his nose was sore.

One hand rested on Luo Qiong's shoulder, and the other held up her near-perfect cheek. "What a beautiful girl, but why are you so unconfident? Do you know how perfect you are? Look, as soon as you change your clothes, you are so fashionable, so elegant, so charming. It's even more perfect than a model in a magazine. "Except for being a little shorter.

Zhang Xi added cautiously in her heart, but when she saw Luo Qiong looking at her with that pitiful look, she didn't know why, she felt that the girl in front of her was like a puppy abandoned by her master. I can't help but feel pity.

Poor and sweet little one, everyone will love it, don't they?

took off a royal blue fashion, stuffed it into Luo Qiong's arms, and pushed her in. "Try this, my dear, it's the first time I've seen a beautiful woman so well with a costume after so many years of selling. It doesn't matter if you don't buy it, my dear, it's a real treat to see you in my clothes. More comfortable than wearing them myself. I mean, it's a feast for the eyes. Women go shopping, isn't it just for the mood, go try it dear. ”

This is a rather ladylike long dress, with black lace on a royal blue background, Luo Qiong held it tightly in her arms, because of overexcitement and shyness, her face was completely red, and even there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Xi said that she thought that as long as she thought about what else in this world, she couldn't reach it.

Nozomi, do you know how much I've missed you over the years?

How much do I miss you?

Unable to hold back any longer, tears slid down, and Luo Qiong covered her mouth and sobbed lowly. Perhaps hearing her crying, Zhang Xi opened the door curtain, "I'm sorry, dear, I trespassed in...... But I hear you crying. I'm so sorry I forgot about you being uncomfortable...... I just want to make you happy, it's true, trust me. It's just that I've been selling clothes for so many years, and I've never seen anyone wear my clothes so beautifully, so I got carried away for a while. ”

Zhang Xi's expression at this time was full of resentment and apology, as if it was exactly the same as she was in her memory. "Please forgive me, dear. Otherwise, I'll make you a cup of tea to drink as an apology, my skills are pretty good. ”

Why do you say sorry, do you use to say sorry? For me, as long as your wishes are right.

Whatever it is, it's true.

As long as you want, as long as I have, everything is okay.

Don't say sorry to me,

Count me in begging you.

Changing into a royal blue long skirt again, as well as the fish-mouth high heels that the other party chose for himself, in Zhang Xi's tide of praise, Luo Qiong was pushed in front of the dressing mirror with a slight twist. To be honest, the person in the mirror is indeed beautiful, but Luo Qiong is not sure if she is really good dressed so fancy. How to say it, a person's growth environment determines some unchangeable factors in her character, which is the so-called easy to change nature. Luo Qiong's mother was a very simple person.

It can even be said directly that it is a person who hates dressing up and takes ugliness as glory.

In the twenty-six years I have lived with my mother, black, white, and gray have been the eternal tricolor mainstream, just like in those days. Of course, clothes like the clothes your mother wore when she was young, the clothes your grandmother used to buy for your mother, and the clothes your father bought for your mother when you first got married, these are all indispensable choices. Luo Qiong has to wear at least one of her mother's old clothes on her body every day, so as to show her virtues of thrift, filial piety, and being able to live. At least that's what Luo Qiong's mother thinks.

As for which parts to wear and how many of her mother's old clothes to wear, the problem at this level is not something that Luo Qiong can participate in.

Back to the topic, how much does Luo's mother hate pretending to be herself? Luo Qiong can use everything she can guarantee that it is definitely at the level of killing her father and enemy. At any time and place, she and Luo Qiong can't dress up themselves, and even if they see someone on the street dressed up beautifully and fashionably, even if it's just a little, Luo's mother will directly scold.

"Fairy Monster...... It's not a good thing at first glance......"

Because she was so hateful, her mother never considered whether the other party would hear it, just as she was never afraid to fight a goblin in the street. How to say it, Luo Qiong's mother is a woman who is never afraid and will not be stingy in using violence.

Anyway, after living with such a mother for twenty-six years, Luo Qiong's entire values have been distorted by her mother, and she can no longer recover from her original state. The kind of change that pervades every detail of life, Luo Qiong doesn't even know how to resist it. She had no idea how to rebel against her mother.

Standing cautiously in front of the dressing mirror, she didn't even dare to look at herself in the mirror.

Zhang Xi on the side didn't know her mental activity at all, so he just matched her with jewelry on the spot, and then packed up all those jingles and hung them on Luo Qiong.

When the necklace mixed with crystals and metal flakes hung around Luo Qiong's neck, she couldn't help crying.

It can even be said that once again tears flowed down.

Look at how you have survived the last twenty-six years, and even your human nature has been wiped out. Can she still be regarded as a person, and can she return to being a normal person?

Nozomi, I'm sorry Nozomi, I promised you that I would change myself. But look at how I lived.

For so many years, I couldn't even live as a person.

Nozomi, I'm sorry I failed to live up to your expectations.

I'm sorry.

I really, I don't have the face to see you.

Seeing Luo Qiong suddenly crying again without warning, Zhang Xi's whole person was simply frightened.

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On the beautiful aromatherapy burner, the flower and fruit tea burns in the small flame of the candle, and the candlelight prints out the various colors. Looking at the unique bright red of the rose eggplant, the tumbling in Luo Qiong's heart was no smaller than the boiling water.

Memories resurfaced again, that time was in middle school, because the two classes in a row on Wednesday afternoon were physical education classes, Luo Qiong followed Zhang Xi to skip class. It was the first and last time she skipped school.

In short, the two went to the water bar that Zhang Xi was familiar with to drink tea and chat.

Luo Qiong will always remember that day was the same as today, when the flower and fruit tea rolled on the aromatherapy candle. That day, Zhang Xi said something to her. By the way, she remembered, Zhang Xi told her, you are also a human being, the same person as your mother. Since you are a human being, you should have your own thinking, your own good and evil, beauty and ugliness, and your own values. Of course, the most important thing is that you have to have your own bottom line.

The bottom line that no one, including parents, can touch.

Even if she is your mother, even if she gave birth to you, whether one thing is right or wrong, whether you want to do it or not, you have to make your own decision.

So Luo's mother, who was furious, rushed directly into the classroom and broke one of Zhang Xi's arms. She remembered that that day Zhang Xi seemed to be in her menstrual period, and she had just told Luo Qiong in the morning that she had a stomachache and almost no strength to stand up, and then Luo's mother came. Just like treating the enemy who killed his father, he grabbed Zhang Xi's hair and kept kicking his lower body, kicking all the time.

No one was able to stop Luo's mother's violence that day, including Luo Qiong, including the teachers at school, including the doormen. In the end, if 110 hadn't arrived in time, Luo Qiong believed that with her mother's temperament, she would definitely die. Definitely will come out.

She will definitely kill Zhang Xi.

Then, Zhang Xi transferred to another school, and no one knew her whereabouts anymore, and Luo Qiong, as her mother wished, continued to live by her side and continue to be her good girl. Or, as Zhang Xi said, be a mother's toy wholeheartedly.

There was a sound of jumping near the door, and when I looked back, it was Yao Jing, and the girl jumped in in a special way. Anyway, Luo Qiong, who has poor grades in physics, has no idea how the other party generates kinetic energy and pushes him forward.

At this time, Yao Jing was holding a cake box in her mouth, and from the outside packaging analysis, it should be the goods in the cupcake shop on the first floor. And it's also the kind of packaging that comes in a box of four. Looking at this situation, Yao Jing should have found out early that she was drinking tea in this clothing store, and then went to buy cupcakes as an excuse to join the tea party.

Since the other party is an acquaintance and comes with a smile and a gift, of course Zhang Xi will not refuse.

Although she also felt that the way Yao Jing appeared was too weird.

The doorbell hanging at the door rang, and a guest arrived, a mother and daughter. After Zhang Xi confessed, he went to receive new guests.

Putting down the cake box in his hand, he shouted as if he had discovered a new world: "My God, you are so beautiful in this dress, dear, you are so beautiful, my dear......"