Wang San and Xia Tianchuan

All of a sudden, both of them were crying.

Xia Chuan cried for a while and said, "It's ugly, isn't it?"

Wang San didn't know what to say and shook his head.He really didn't know, Xia Chuan turned his back to him.

He circled Xia Chuan's face with his hands, trying to draw something so as not to scare himself for a while.The tender meat was piece by piece, and it was very easy to put together a finished product.Wang San couldn't feel it.

Those ointments were all melted into the hot water.A basin full of hot water turned white.Wang San held Xia Chuan's face with two hot palms, Xia Chuan raised his hand and touched Wang San's hand.

For a while, neither of them dared to do it and did not know the next move.

Time passed quietly for a while, Xia Chuan asked, "Is there a mirror here?"

Wang San broke his hands hard, trying to turn Xia Chuan's body around. Xia Chuan struggled desperately under his hands, screaming in his mouth: "Crazy! Let go!" Xia Chuan's thin shoulders twisted back desperately, Xia Chuan cried hoarsely like a wounded little animal, Wang San was also crazy, he didn't know why he was so cruel at this moment, he only knew that he looked down on him because of Xia Chuan's words ,very angry.Finally Wang San turned Xia Chuan around.

But at this moment, Xia Chuan was already crying and trembling all over, his face was white and gray with streaks of dirt that hadn't been washed clean, it was a mess.

Wang San was taken aback, this face could no longer be recognized as Xia Chuan, the face made out of pieces of new meat was a bit strange.

Xia Chuan said: "It's ugly, isn't it?"

Wang San didn't answer, he was still looking at that face carefully, hoping to dig out some of Xia Chuan's previous appearance from it, and when he suddenly remembered to answer, Xia Chuan had already broken free, and he didn't know where the strength came from. , ran out of the door like crazy, Wang San grabbed Xia Chuan, and desperately held down him who was struggling.

Wang Sandao: "It's not ugly! It's not ugly!"

He said again, "I'm telling the truth!"

Xia Chuan suddenly calmed down, his hair had struggled to loosen, and now it was hanging on his face, nose, eyes, very embarrassed.

Wang San heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Xia Chuan could finally accept this fact, he let go of his hands, changed his grip into a hug, and hugged Xia Chuan into his arms, tightening it tightly.

The next moment, I heard Xia Chuan's pleasant and faint voice saying: "You are too late."

From then on, Xia Chuan refused to speak again. Compared with the quietness before, this time it was even more silent.

No matter how Wang San tried to please him, Xia Chuan remained unmoved like a dead man.Wang San didn't blame Xia Chuan, he knew that he had hurt Xia Chuan's heart, those few seconds were even crueler than others ten or twenty years later, the wound that could have scabbed was made by his stupid mouth hideous.

One day Wang San fell asleep and dreamed of the small pavilion. This time the people in the pavilion came towards him, Wang San backed away in fright, he didn't know what he was afraid of.The man stopped, looked at Wang San from a distance, his shoulders twitched, as if crying.Wang San suddenly wakes up and realizes who he is, it is Wang San, and standing far away is Xia Chuan, the fairy he has been thinking about.Wang San stretched his legs and ran towards Xiachuan.

He saw clearly that Xia Chuan lowered his head, his hair was loose like that day, which made him feel distressed, he ran fast, but the distance could no longer be shortened.

Xia Chuan suddenly raised his head, and Wang San woke up.

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