Fast Travel: My villain must be blackened

Hua Ling suddenly thought that his situation is a bit like the sea monster in fairy tales, who is ugly but can create illusions with beautiful voices and make ships run aground.

However, the person in front of him obviously wanted to be a good person.

He didn't decide to take advantage of this, much less witchcraft.

Hua Ling's silence made the clown duck feel that she must have disliked him, but it's actually not hard to accept, he has been walking like this for so many years.

He has long been used to the eyes and attitudes of others.

But I don't know why, but this time I feel extra tormented.

But soon Hua Ling's voice sounded again.

"it does not matter."

Is it consolation?

The ugly duckling wanted to raise his eyes to see Hua Ling's expression in disbelief, but he didn't dare to frighten her.

"Everyone's appearance and origin are not up to him to choose. As long as you have a kind heart, you are the prettiest. You don't need to feel that everything is your fault because of other people's strange eyes and accusations."

The clown duck thought, she really is a simple young lady who doesn't understand anything.

She has never seen the ugly and disgusting faces of those people, and has not experienced all kinds of his encounters, so the words she speaks are naturally extremely innocent.

It's not easy to not care about these.

But even so, the words she said were like a clear spring, which made him feel much better.

Just as he was about to thank him, Hua Ling's voice came to mind again.

"Don't believe it, if others still can't accept you and still reject you, I won't. I will treat you and others equally, and you don't have to hide your true face in such an uncomfortable way in front of me."

The Ugly Duckling's hand that was grabbing the hem of his clothes shook violently twice, just like his trembling heart at this moment.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word, he could only stand there in a daze, not daring to raise his head.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that what she said was nice, and when she really saw it, she would show a disgusted expression.Somehow, he didn't want to see that look on her face.

Coincidentally, Ira and the servants have already counted.

Yila took out the money bag she had prepared and handed it to the clown duck. He took it and stuffed it into his arms without even looking at it, and then quickly picked up the empty bag and left.

It's kind of like running away.

Looking at his staggering figure, Hua Ling drooped the corners of her eyes and mouth, feeling very disappointed.

Yila comforted, "Your Highness, he must have come here for so many years, and he probably won't listen to this."

I have never experienced his experience with empathy. No matter how beautiful the words are, it is just a gorgeous check that has expired and cannot be redeemed for any amount.

Hua Ling nodded, and then said: "But I'm serious, Yila, how do you think I can make him want to look at me?"

To be honest, Ira didn't know either.

And even though she felt that the clown duck was pitiful, she didn't want Hua Ling to get too involved with him. Their identities were too different, so His Highness didn't need to care about these trivial matters.

But it seemed that she was serious about looking at His Highness this time.

Hua Ling must be serious, she felt a little frustrated, she wanted to give him a stunning appearance to let him remember her, but it seemed to have no effect.

She feels her charm has been challenged!

Manshu felt her thoughts: "..."

She knew from the first world that this adult trusted her face, but she didn't expect to be so narcissistic.

Hua Ling whispered, "By the way, I forgot to ask his name just now."

Although it is very quiet, people around you can still hear it clearly.

Hua Ling looked at those chubby eggs and laughed, "Let's deal with these tonight, let everyone have a taste."

The servant responded gratefully and moved them to the kitchen.

Hua Ling said softly, "Ira, you can accompany me to the place where he lives tonight, I want to see it."

Probably because the emotion in her eyes was too firm, Yila didn't refute this time, but just nodded in compliance, "Yes."

The clown duck almost stumbled home, and several times he almost tripped because he walked too fast and got tangled in his feet.

When he finally got home, he was relieved, sat on the chair and poured himself several glasses of water and drank it all at once.

But it was too hot that day, and the water in the pot was lukewarm, which could not relieve his anxiety at all.

When the clown duck held the cup and was hesitating whether to drink it, his face was reflected in the cup, which was still as ugly as ever.

It's hard not to think of a pair of dark green vertical pupils in the depths of the forest or a poisonous snake.

The big nose and big mouth are even more like a clown, no, maybe even a clown is better looking than him.

What the lady said just now kept ringing in his ears, and he almost raised his head uncontrollably just now.

One was that he wanted to look at her again, and the other was that he wanted to make sure she saw the expression in his eyes.

In the end, I didn't dare.

But it's just such a simple glance, as long as he closes his eyes now, he can still recall the scene just now, the girl's gentle and beautiful face, her wonderful singing voice and that soft voice.

He raised his head and drank the water in the glass.

Forget it, don't think about it, it's a rare fate to be able to go there and see that lady this time, and he should be satisfied.

Their identities are very different, and there should be no possibility of meeting them in the future.

but……

He pressed his hand on his chest, why is this heart beating so fast and so lonely.

He didn't want to think about it any further.

The clown duck who thought about this clearly seemed to have lost all the strength in his body. He looked weak with his back bent, and he didn't want to prepare any dinner.

Just as the clown duck was about to go to sleep early and continue to go to the market as usual in the next day, thinking that he would probably be able to forget about these things, a familiar voice came from outside again.

It's the guy who came last night.

In an instant, he jumped up from the bed, subconsciously pulled the black cloth to wrap himself up and was about to go out, and then paused when he put his hand on the door.

He was too excited just now, thinking that if she came, he would have a chance to see that lady again, but he didn't expect that there was something wrong with the things he sent.

If so then...

His expression was a little dignified, but the shouting continued.

The clown duck opened the door and walked out. If something went wrong, he really needs to be responsible.

He had been walking with his head down looking at the ground since he opened the door just like the night before, and before he had time to speak, he heard a familiar voice.

Through a small wooden courtyard door, his imperceptible eyes narrowed.

"meet again."

Too shocked and even a little unbelievable, what he had been thinking during the day turned out to be true, that is, he couldn't control it well, and he looked up in surprise.

Although it was already dark at this moment, the night sky was full of stars, not to mention that Yila was still holding an oil lamp in his hand. Under the light, his expression was clearly visible.

Those dark green vertical pupils were exposed in front of Hua Ling's eyes.

Ira's eyes widened in surprise. She thought that he might have an ugly face, but she never expected that these eyes were so strange, not human, but animal-like.

On the other hand, Hua Ling still maintained a smile on her face, and the interest deep in her eyes was well concealed by her.

interesting.

Out of the corner of the eye, the clown duck caught a glimpse of Ira's expression, and then suddenly realized his current image.

He quickly lowered his head.

But soon, without waiting for him to feel scared, Hua Ling spoke softly.

"Your eyes are beautiful."

Shocked, surprised, delighted...

Too many emotions surged up following these words, which made the corners of his eyes a little red. He raised his eyes in disbelief, even though he didn't say a word, the emotions in his eyes had already been revealed.

Hua Ling just looked into his eyes and repeated what she said just now.

"Your eyes are very beautiful."

Now, his eyes were even redder. It wasn't just his auditory hallucinations, but she was really not afraid of him?

how could be.

The clown duck only felt a lump in his throat, and really couldn't speak a word.

Hua Ling was not in a hurry, she just smiled, "Won't you let me go in and have a sit?"

He knew that his house was poor, but he still opened the small fence with trembling hands to get out of the way.

Hua Ling said to Yila: "You wait for me outside, I will come out later."

"Yes." Ira straightened her expression and looked at their figures one behind the other.

The door was open, and she could clearly see the situation inside the house.

The room was indeed very simple, when he moved the chair and wanted to pour water, Hua Ling stopped him, "Don't worry, I'm not thirsty, just sit down."

It was obviously his own home, but he was very cramped.

Hua Ling smiled softly at him, "I actually came here because I forgot to ask your name before. What's your name? My name is Hua Ling."

Hua Ling.

He silently repeated the name in his mind.

But when he mentioned his own name, he hesitated to say something and lowered his head. It took a long while before he murmured, "The clown duck."

His voice was too low, Hua Ling couldn't hear clearly, "What?"

"... Ugly Duck, you can just call me that." He almost finished speaking with his eyes closed.

Hua Ling asked incredulously and puzzled, "Is it your parents' name? Why did you choose such a name?"

What he heard was not ridicule, he relaxed a little, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

"Because they don't like me."

He summed up his bitterness and pain for so many years in such a short sentence.

"You must really dislike that name."

This is almost an unanswered question.

of course.

But he numbly accepted.

For so many years, those people have always called him that. Even when a group of children pointed at ducks in the water and laughed at one of them being so ugly that it looked like a clown duck, he reflexively looked over and thought he was talking about himself.

This title is like an invisible shackle that has bound him for too long.

"Why don't I give you a name?"

He looked at her, his eyes flickered and he didn't speak, but there was clearly hope in his eyes, he hoped to be able to get rid of the shackles that his current name brought to him.

Without fear, Hua Ling got up and held his wrist, led him out of the room, and pointed to a star in the sky to show him.