Chapter 1219: Who is it (1/2)

Lu Qin's voice is not like this, she can be sure, but who is this?

Who is calling her name and why she wants to cry so much. .

She bit her finger and shrank her body into a ball.

She was sad, she wanted to cry, and she was crying too. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were sore and uncomfortable. She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom, while the one in the mirror Her eyes were red and swollen, and even her face was swollen.

How did it become like this, she touched her own eyes, could it be that she had swollen her tears when she dreamed of what she had dreamed last night?

She quickly twisted a warm towel and put it on her face, just hoping to let her eyes swell down.

Almost half an hour later, she felt that her eyes were much more comfortable. She applied some foundation to her face, which finally covered the swollen, rabbit-like eyes.

Now that the rabbit's eyes have disappeared, it is no longer so ugly.

She put the mirror, and then turned around, she saw the jewelry box on the dresser.

She left the mirror aside, and that was when she stood up and walked to the dressing table. The mirror on the dressing table reflected herself. She squeezed her eyes against the mirror. She was now twenty-five years old. The most beautiful time in life, the most glorious time, and she has obtained a position that many people dare not imagine.

She has been filmed in China, but she works hard again, and then continues to film, and one day she meets a good director, a good script, she can leap into an international film.

However, she stretched out her hand and gently touched the mirror. The tentacles were nothing else, and the cold mirror surface seemed to be broken together with just one effort.

I didn’t know where the light came from, so I stabbed her into her eyes. She twisted her face quickly and turned around again. It seemed to see a man in the mirror who was looking down and didn’t know she was watching. What he did, his figure was very familiar, it seemed that she had seen it.

I don't know why, her red lips flicked and wanted to run towards him.

He should be hugging, coaxing her, and kissing her again, just like coaxing a child.

She blinked her eyes again, and it turned out that there was no man in the mirror, who was clearly herself, and she turned back suddenly, behind which was her big bed, and the above was pulled into one by her Quilt.

She sat up straight, and put her feet together on the stool. If there is a slight wind, she might fall off the stool.

Just like walking on thin ice, walking on a sharp knife.

She stared at the mirror hard, as if she wanted to find something out of the mirror, but the mirror was still a mirror, and the scenery inside was all the things that went inside the mirror in her house, including the same she was.

She gently placed her feet on the ground, and the bare feet could feel the coldness of the floor, but she just stepped on her feet like this on the ground, and sighed slightly on her shoulders. The hairline also fell.

She looked up again and looked at the girl in the mirror. She didn't know why, but she felt aggrieved, but she didn't know what she was wronged. She thought, there should be a man, he was scolding She, coaxing her again.

Because she didn't wear socks, because she didn't wear shoes.