She doesn't like to laugh, she doesn't fit in much, she likes to sit alone in her place and silently look out the window. She almost never paid attention to anyone who spoke to her, and the boy I had a crush on, she ignored as well. Such indifference made her spread the nickname "Cold Beauty" in school. But her appearance is so beautiful, not only attracts male 'sex', but also makes 'female' children obsessed'. No one blames her for coldness, but feels that the coldness she exudes is a more appealing trait.

I have to say that beautiful 'women' can really make most people in the world tolerant. (Yuan Xiaowen said this, gently stroked her beautiful face with her hand, and muttered.) This world is really unfair!

Seeing this situation, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my despair, thinking that the boy should come to his senses after hitting the wall. Unexpectedly, the boy's 'infatuation' with Wang Qiuyu became more and more difficult to extricate himself, and he began to follow her, and his eyes never shifted from her. I've never seen him like this. I want him to look at me like that, even if it's just a glance. Just one look at me, and I'm satisfied, and I don't even need my life.

But he didn't pay attention to me after all, and all his attention was on Wang Qiuyu. He no longer plays the football he loves, and his results have plummeted.

All of this made my already broken heart trampled on miserably. I began to think that it would be nice if I were prettier. That way, he'll look at me.

As if sensing my thoughts, transfer student Wang Qiuyu suddenly walked to my desk one afternoon a month ago and asked softly, "Do you want to be beautiful?" ”

"What?" I was stunned.

From this sentence on, the words between us began to increase. The men and women in the school are very envious of me, because Wang Qiuyu only talks to me, and he ignores other people, even teachers. Ironically, I felt honored at the time and thought I was special to her. Although she snatched my crush and ruined my first love, I don't hold a grudge against her, because she was unintentional after all. During that time, I even considered her a friend.

(Yuan Xiaowen sighed softly, as if releasing the depression in her heart.) ）

The crush on the boy finally 'shot' at me for the first time, but I would rather not. He found me, knelt on the ground and begged me to help him pursue Wang Qiuyu.

It's ridiculous, isn't it, the boy had no idea that the object of his kneeling plea had always had a crush on him, and the crush was bitter. My heart was full of bitterness, bitter to death. That day, my heart was bleeding all the time. But not a single tear flowed.

"If only I could be pretty." At that time, I thought, "It would be nice to be as beautiful as Wang Qiuyu." ”

Wang Qiuyu, who was sitting not far from me, asked me to buy snacks during recess, staring at my face on the way, with a hint of bewitching look in her eyes. At that moment, I even felt a sense of fear in my heart, as if I had become a mouse being targeted by a cat. Suddenly, she laughed, the first time I saw her smile. Wang Qiuyu's smile is so beautiful that even if it is a 'girl' at the same time, it makes my heart beat more than once.

"Do you want to be pretty?" She asked the question she had asked me the first time she had spoken to me, and this time she gently held my face in her hand and said in a bewildering tone, "Actually, the contours of your face are very beautiful, and you will become very beautiful with a little makeup." ”

"The school doesn't allow students to wear makeup, and parents will be invited." The folk customs of 'Yu'shi Middle School' are actually very conservative, the school believes that the duty of students is to study, and it is simply unforgivable for 'girl' students in middle school to wear makeup.

"Look at me, I've just put on makeup." Wang Qiuyu brought her blow and her face so pink that it was desperate.

"No, I can't see any traces of your makeup." I looked at it a few times, but I couldn't tell if she was really wearing makeup, and I thought she was afraid that I would have low self-esteem, so she deliberately comforted me intimately. Now that I think about it, I'm an idiot who doesn't know anything.

Wang Qiuyu smiled brightly, closed her eyes slightly as if they were like stars, and said softly: "Because I wear a special makeup." I can't see that kind of makeup at all, do you want to try it? ”

Maybe it's because you want to get the attention of your crush, or maybe it's in the mentality of a 'girl' child who loves beauty, and it's even more jealous of her beauty. I followed her out of nowhere. Wang Qiuyu took me to the old school building, a place that was said to have been haunted. She said that it was to keep the secret of that special makeup, and that she would only share it with me.

I believed and followed her into a room on the third floor of the old school building. In that place, she carefully pulled out a ceramic jar. The jar was full of something that smelled of decay, like mud from a river. I was so sick that I wouldn't say anything and I wouldn't let her smear it in my face.

Wang Qiuyu ignored my protests, and completely lost the gentleness and elegance of the school. She slapped me in the face and knocked me over. Taking advantage of this, she quickly smeared the mud all over my face. To tell the truth, the liquid object was cold and bitter, soft and greasy, as if it were some kind of animal 'pumping' oil.

The skin absorbs those oils quickly, just like the dry earth that has been raining in spring for a long time, and is quickly absorbed by the 'pores'. Although I feel disgusting inside, the facial muscles and skin are very comfortable, and I even feel addicted.

Wang Qiuyu threw some of the silt-like grease substances to me, and said dryly: "From tomorrow onwards, take an appropriate amount of these cosmetics and apply them to your face on time at about twelve o'clock in the morning every day, and you will become very beautiful, even more beautiful than me." ”

Then, I really started to get pretty. This kind of change is not a quantitative change after a long period of accumulation, but a qualitative change like a fly. I was caught off guard by the speed of change. The next day, I went to bed together, and my original average appearance began to be superior.

My skin became soft and smooth, and the freckles under my eyes disappeared.

As one sociologist said, society causes men to die from overdose on tobacco and alcohol, and 'women' to die from cosmetic poisoning. Obviously, I felt that there was a problem in my heart, but because it was really peculiar, it was difficult to extricate myself. I'm afraid this mentality is exactly the same as that of drug addicts, who love beauty and are addicted. As long as it is something that can be beautiful, no matter how disgusting it is and has great side effects, there will be a large number of 'girl' children flocking to use it.

After Wang Qiuyu 'handed over' those weird cosmetics to me, she never appeared at school again.

The boy I had a crush on was decadent for a while. Suddenly, one day, I noticed that his gaze began to notice me, and his eyes swept over me more and more often.

Finally, he confessed to me.

But when that day came, I didn't find it interesting. Boys are like this, as long as they are beautiful 'girl' children, no matter who they are, they can change their favorite goals at will. That's how he is, and so are the other boys. It's really boring.

Although it wasn't that long ago, I couldn't even think about being bored.

But now I'm beautiful, confident, and surrounded by a large group of men*** at all times. There was no suspense, and I readily rejected him. This is the end of my first love.

But the story is far from over. The terrible things are just beginning.

(Yuan Xiaowen took a sip of Cappuccino, her eyes looked through the wooden table in front of her, and she didn't know how many kilometers below the ground she 'shot'.) It can be seen that although she shows that she doesn't care about phantom limbs, she is indeed terrified in her heart. ）

After more than ten days of using that sludge-like thing, I did something stupid. I introduced this thing to my mom.

Why did I introduce this thing to my mother, but I had to start with my father. It's ironic, because Dad has been very cold to Mom lately. Neighbors outside are also gossiping, saying that there is a third party in the family. Indeed, my parents were even divorced some time ago.

I think it's my mother who has been a housewife for decades and can't keep up with the 'tide'. Moreover, he began to look old and lost his appeal to his father. Maybe that's exactly what happened.

So I gave it to my mother. It didn't disappoint, and the mother's face changed the next day. The spots on her face that had grown since childbirth had disappeared, and her skin was white and tender, and she was a little pretty.

My mother was ecstatic, and that morning she kept looking at herself in the mirror, and she was so happy.

Maybe smearing those muddy things will not only change the appearance, but also increase the attractiveness invisibly. Dad's attention was proportional to how long Mom was using it. Mom is indeed getting more and more beautiful. My father, who often didn't come home, came back more and more often, and even couldn't wait to come back and stay by my mother's side after work.

The family is finally reconciled, but my cosmetics will not come back. My mother protected it like a dog guarding her food, and she didn't usually see it, but when I asked her for it, her eyes were red, her breath was short, and she was so grumpy that she seemed to want to kill me.

I was scared and backed down. But my mother's mania is out of control. She felt that there was no insurance anywhere in the house, and she held those magical cosmetics in her arms all the time. Mom doesn't cook anymore, and she doesn't like to go out anymore. She seemed to think that everyone was suspicious of trying to snatch something from their arms, and that everyone was hostile. My mother was getting more beautiful every day, and I hadn't applied the mud for days, and my skin suddenly became bad. The face that was once very beautiful gradually lost its brightness and brilliance, and it seemed to be a sign of changing back to its former appearance.