Fantasies That Descend on Collapse

Fu Hua, who took all the reasons Mei said into his ears, just supported his cheeks with his hands, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

"Actually, to be honest, after hearing this proposal from Kiyana, your reaction and mine are actually pretty much the same."

Fu Hua said, and then reached out and took out a lipstick from the makeup box. She put the lipstick in her hand and played with it, her eyes flickered.

When the other party first entered the academy, she received orders to investigate and monitor the other party, but after confirming that the other party had nothing unusual, her order ended quickly.

And after that, as the two people who are both from China, after all, some common topics can be produced intentionally or unintentionally.

It's just that for some reason, after returning from Chi You's womb together with the other party, the other party's attitude towards him has inexplicably changed slightly.

The original relationship between the two could only be regarded as ordinary friends at best, but since then, the other party's attitude towards her has gradually surpassed the care between friends.

That feeling was very familiar, as if she had experienced it on someone she couldn't remember clearly, and it made her feel nostalgic, but also mixed with a little sadness.But this sadness caused the two people who were originally friends to gradually distance themselves.

"--""Um...?"

The dull sound of the lipstick falling on the table brought Fu Hua back from his reverie.

"I don't know whether classmate Chen will agree to your proposal."

After carefully putting the lipstick back into the box, Fu Hua just murmured, and then turned his gaze back to the original place.

"Should... you will agree?"

Fu Hua's whispers were like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, which not only extinguished most of Mei's enthusiasm, but also made her feel a little nervous.

"But it's okay not to agree."

Hearing the nervous Fu Hua in Mei's tone, he just turned his head, looked at Mei who had stepped into peace again, and then said the words that the other party didn't want to hear the most.

"When the time comes, Mei and I practice the script against each other, can't we?"

"Squad leader, please don't do this..."

"But if this is not the case, we will not be able to play the show that we have prepared for a long time."

"All right..."

Just when the two were discussing the issue after the other party refused the request, a helpless answer suddenly joined the conversation between the two at this moment.

The discussion that had just started came to an abrupt end, and then the two looked at the door leading to the external corridor of the classroom at the same time.

"I promise you..."

Appearing in front of the two of them, Luo Chen, who was leaning against the door frame of the classroom, said so.

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"Um..."

"Are there any problems, Mei?"

"No...um...it seems to be a little..."

Hearing Luo Chen's question while holding the quarantined Mei, he just frowned at this moment, not knowing what to do.

It was obvious that she finally got the consent of the other party, and Mei, who was about to show her skills, encountered a problem that she had never thought about before.

She never thought that she could appreciate the perfect skin that even a few women are not entitled to from a man.

The other party's skin is very fair, but it is not the kind of white that does not have any luster. If you insist on describing it, maybe you can only use this kind of white jade that seems to be full of vitality to describe such a complexion.

And most importantly, on this jade-like skin, she hardly found any minor blemishes or other embarrassing things that could spoil the beauty of the film.

But this time, in the face of this situation, besides being envious, Mei also felt inexplicably helpless.

Now she feels like a skilled painter who is asked to modify world famous works. There is no way for her to find a position where she can do it.

For the first time, the girl named Mei experienced the sense of oppression in the hierarchy from a man.

"Squad leader...I don't know what to do..."

After she was convinced that there was nothing she could do, Mei just put down the tool in her hand wanting to cry without tears, and then kept shaking her head to Fu Hua who was watching.

"It's okay, Mei-san, it's not your fault."

As Fu Hua, who began to observe each other at the same time as Mei, naturally understood the difficulties encountered by the other party.

"Student Chen, your skin care is really good."

"Uh...Actually, I..."

Just when Luo Chen was about to explain that he could make up for himself after hearing the conversation between Fu Hua and Mei Yi, Fu Hua, who was leaning over to observe him, suddenly spoke, interrupting what he wanted to explain next.

"Needless to say, classmate Chen, it's better for me to help you make up."

"Eh?"

"Although my makeup technique may be slightly different from Mei-san's."

Facing Luo Chen who was making doubtful voices, Fu Hua just spoke plainly, then motioned for Mei to stand up, and then sat in Mei's previous position.

"Does the monitor also wear makeup?"

"Yeah, I vaguely remember that someone taught me the skills of makeup before, but it's been too long since I haven't used it, maybe it's a little rusty."

Fu Hua, who was answering Mei Yi's question, just reached out to look for the tools she wanted in the makeup box, but suddenly she seemed to remember something, turned her head to Mei Yi who was watching, and made a small request .

"That Mei-student, can you please leave? I'm not used to people watching me make up."

"Okay, but monitor, remember to call me after helping Mr. Chen put on makeup!"

After hearing Fu Hua's request, Mei Yi didn't care about the strange habit of the other party. She just gave Fu Hua some instructions in a soft voice, then turned and walked out of the classroom.

But at this moment, the number of people in the entire huge classroom finally changed back to the original one.

"Speaking of Chen, why did you agree to Mei-san's proposal?"

"You should really want to rehearse this drama that you and Mei and the others have prepared for a long time, monitor?"

Facing Fu Hua's question, Luo Chen used another question, and thus asked the other party back.

"Well... yes, this is the first time I have participated in this kind of event, I just want to create a perfect result as much as possible."

"So, that's why I agreed to Mei's proposal."

"what?"

"From your apologetic eyes at the end, I read the loss in your heart, and then thought of the energy you expended for this event. If you just refuse, I will feel very sorry."

What's more, I was entrusted by that person to take care of you a little in the days to come...

"Thank you very much, classmate Chen..."

After learning the answer, Fu Hua just thanked him, then held an eyebrow pencil with his right hand, and stroked the other's cheek with his left hand.

It's just that the temperature coming from the fingertips was caught off guard, and Fu Hua, who felt it intuitively, couldn't help but frown.

"Student Chen...why is your face so cold?"

"Well, I washed my face a little when I went out just now, maybe it's because the water temperature is a little low..."

"yes?"

Although he was somewhat concerned about the answer given by the other party, when he thought of the task at hand, Fu Hua still didn't care too much after all.

The exquisite eyebrow pencil carefully modifies the eyebrows of the other party who are slightly in the ointment. Her hand holding the eyebrow pencil is steady and strong, and the hand holding the other's cheek is gentle and careful, just like a master sculptor is careful with his own work generally.

The ordinary eyebrows, under the multiple eyebrow pencils in her hand, were gradually filled into elegant willows. After finishing the modification of the thing in front of her eyes, Fu Hua just looked at the opponent's lips, and then stayed on the opponent's lips.

Looking at the other's lips, she just thought about it, and then selected the color that suits her from the many color numbers.

amn405, compared with the usual red, this kind of red is lighter. After choosing the color you want, Fu Hua just reaches out and gently picks it up, and then carefully decorates the other party's lips with the most suitable color. color.

The elegant red gradually stained the other's lips, and in a trance, Fu Hua seemed to think of the person in his memory who had adorned himself with makeup, but was forgotten by him.

The elegant woman sat in front of her, then closed her eyes, waiting for the other party to decorate her with makeup, and then combed her long black hair.

The bright red of the rouge moistened the opponent's lips, and she held the pure black long hair like a galaxy in her hand, and then tied a knot near the end.

"Chi Yuan, how do I look now?"

After combing, the woman, after watching her appearance in the mirror, smiled and asked the other party how she felt.

"very beautiful..."

Suddenly, Fu Hua whispered her own evaluation. After a little loss of consciousness, she was a little confused and found that at some point, Luo Chen, who was still accepting her own makeup, had turned around at this time, and she But he was arranging the wig hairstyle for him.

"Um..."

After letting go of the wig in her hand, Fu Hua just stretched out her hand to cover her forehead. The brief absence just now made her head start to feel a little dizzy.

It's just that she can't remember everything she saw in the trance just now.

"Squad leader, are you okay?"

When he noticed the strangeness of Fu Hua behind him, Luo Chen just turned around. After seeing the other party's current state, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's okay, I'm just...a little dizzy..."

Hearing the greeting from the other party, Fu Hua just took off the glasses she was wearing and put them aside. After rubbing her eyes vigorously with both hands, she put them back on, and then raised her head.

"Student Chen, what do you think...?!"

The inquiry that had already been uttered came to an abrupt end after seeing the other party's appearance at this time.

"you...?!"

Facing that familiar but unfamiliar face, Fu Hua just opened his eyes wide in surprise, exclaiming, at the same time...

tears streaming down my face...

Chapter 7

Tears containing unique emotions slowly ran across Fu Hua's cheeks, and finally dripped onto the back of her hand.

Her memory was interrupted at the moment when she held the lipstick in her hand, but what she saw now could never connect with her previous memory.

Perhaps in the past, she could still rely on her calm state of mind to judge the problems she encountered...

But when faced with the face presented to her, which she had never met before, but from which she could feel endless longing, tearful and disturbed, she just unconsciously raised her hands, and then sent out a chorus of her own. Whispers incomprehensible.

"who are you...?"

Fu Hua, with a different kind of emotion in his eyes, took advantage of the other party's confusion, and carefully stroked the other party's cheek with his hand that had been practiced for many years but had not become rough due to it.