Chapter 1055: She has come back (1/2)

”Look, don't you see how to understand? It's all at this point, you don't want to know that you have suffered from the inhuman pain, have suffered so much, and what did you finally get?”

Yan Huan grabbed the mirror in her hand, and slowly, she put the mirror in front of herself, but she closed her eyes and breathed lightly and again, feeling the gas from her lungs Entering, and then relaxing after a week of circulation, is the most instinctive breath of human beings, originally a face that is no ordinary person.

Suddenly, it seemed that she was a little brighter.

Actually it’s okay, it doesn’t matter anymore, it’s all over with that kind of face, now what she looks like, she thinks she can accept it, of course, under the ears of the prosecutor of the University of Lu, she already understands well, What can be done, but what cannot be done.

She opened her eyes. In the mirror, she was a very thin and pitiful face, but it was a very familiar face. She had looked like this for her entire life. How could she not know, how could it not be clear, how could it be do not know.

She turned her left face, no injuries, and then turned to the right face, there was no injuries. It was completely invisible traces of the operation, which was like she had never been injured, and never There are no scars left.

But she has forgotten now. At first, was she hurt her left face or right face?

”I'm fine,” she put down the mirror, and suddenly, she burst into tears.

”Well, well,” Lu Yi wiped her face. ”Don't cry first, you are just right, or you shouldn't see the water.”

Yan Huan choked softly, and then she clenched Lu Yi’s big palm. His palm was not dry, unlike his usual one. It turned out to be under the calm appearance of Lu Da’s prosecutor. , Also in fear.

In this life, all his fears and all his worries seemed to have started because he met a woman named Yan Huan.

This little scourge.

Qiao asked for a lot of signed photos of Yan Huan. Of course, he had to take Yan Huan to take a lot of group photos. Although Yan Huan is now thin and thin like ghosts, the recognition of this face is still quite high.

At the beginning, Qiao knew that she was Yan Huan, but she didn't believe it, because it was really quite deformed. Until now Yan Huan's face was really good, he believed it. Like the oriental actress, the oriental woman always has a subtle and mysterious beauty. Compared with the opening of the western woman, it is gentle and more silent. He thinks that he has begun to like the East Woman, if you want to marry a wife, you must find an oriental actress, it is best to grow up like Yan Huan, of course, such an idea, he just just a few times in his heart, but he knew that this world is impossible Two people who would be so similar, and the plastic face he made out, he didn't like it.

Lu Yi took Yan Huan to this foreign town for a few days. Yan Huan still wore a mask, and she may need to wear a mask for a long time, her new skin is very thin and tender, and it can’t hurt the wind. She can’t stand any further injuries, so this face of her is too fragile and it may take some time. However, the mask she put on this time is different from her previous one. It used to hide the ugliness. Lu's face was blocked, and at the same time her heart was closed, but now it is different.

Her mood changed, and eventually she was more open-minded, so it had nothing to do with no face.

In fact, she had drilled the horns before.

The most unlikely person in the world to disdain her beauty and ugliness, only Lu Yi, Lu Yi saw her first face is not beautiful, nor ugly, but, does she hurt?

”We're home,” Lu Yi pinned Yan Huan's short hair behind her ears, almost all of which could not cover the tip of her ears. Because of the operation on the face, it was inconvenient to wash her hair and so on, so at that time I just cut it, now it is longer, but it still looks like a tomboy, but it can't help but Yan Huan's face is very good, even if she is naked, she is also beautiful, of course, she is as thin as she is. The image of Bu Laji, Yan Huan, began to feel that he had the potential to be a nun.

Yan Huan nodded her head gently, but if she was a little bit homely, she was afraid.

She felt that what she gave others was not joy, but shock, horror.