
Oi! I am an article!
After Qinghao heard her, he did not say anything and only moved slowly towards Leng Bingxin. Leng Bingxin was wearing a green cotton dress with blue edges, she had a gentle and elegant aura, but there was a firmness compared to a year ago..
Then Qinghao walked behind him, his outstretched arm gently and politely passed Leng Bingxin's body, he said in a low voice: “Nona Leng, fear not, I am 80% sure% the wound on your face has recovered.”
Oi! I am an article!
Leng Bingxin nodded and smiled faintly, there was helplessness and voidness in that smile of hers.
Leng Bingxin was already not expecting at this level. It wasn't that Qinghao didn't have the ability to heal her, but that he didn't want his face to come back like before. What if it heals? Wouldn't just repeat the same mistakes and take a much harder path than before.
“Nona Leng, sit here first, soon I will remove the gauze on your face.”
Qinghao pointed towards the curtains in the other part of the study, there was a sandalwood chair, and on the opposite side of the chair was a bronze mirror.
Oi! I am an article!
Leng Bingxin did not speak and simply walked slowly towards that place under the expectant gazes of Bei Fengchen and Qinghaoqing.
There was no hope, no joy, no emotion in Leng Bingxin's eyes, there was only a touch of determination, a touch of sadness, and a touch of helplessness.
In front of the bronze mirror, except for his visible eyes and forehead, his face was completely covered by a cloth veil.
Are those eyes his own? Ever since his face was flawed, the unreflected Leng Bingxin could barely recognize himself.
Those eyes could only be described with words of hatred, cold, hollow, and a little sad.
Just before he had time to ask himself why it could turn out like this, Qinghao had already walked over with those heavy steps.
He stopped and leaned on the handle of the chair behind Leng Bingxin, there was some seriousness in his eyes, he then said gently: “Are you ready?”
Right now, there was a deep meaning in Bei Fengchen's eyes, he suddenly asked: “If you feel uncomfortable, then we will come out first and you can do it yourself.”
Leng Bingxin was slightly stunned, not expecting at this moment Bei Fengchen was still considering her feelings.
Perhaps Bei Fengchen was also feeling nervous and scared. Nervous because if Qinghao could not return his face, then what should he do? Afraid that his grand plan would be delayed again?
But Leng Bingxin only reviewed a smile: “If you are not afraid to be surprised then just open it.”
The hand that was stretched out by Qinghao, despite being so white and clean, but also very thin. As it passed in front of his eyes, it looked like an old vine that surrounded the trees.
Qinghao was very careful, his movements were very gentle, his hands trembled for a moment as it passed around Leng Bingxin's ears which attached a cloth veil.
Leng Bingxin knew Qinghao should also be very nervous. Otherwise, how could he who was normally so calm be able to tremble?
As the veil was removed, Leng Bingxin could feel the wind caressing her cheeks. This was a feeling he had not felt for a long time, Leng Bingxin felt uneasy to the point of widening his pair of misty eyes.
The veil had already been removed, before it could see itself clearly in the mirror, Leng Bingxin instead saw the gauze in Qinghao's hand had already fallen to the floor.
Leng Bingxin slightly raised her head, staring at herself in the mirror from a distance, herself in the mirror looking familiar but also unfamiliar, the shadow figure of the person in the mirror was as if separated by space and time, it seems like it has been a long time. His heart suddenly stiffened, the black scar that had been plastered on his face before had already disappeared without a trace.
The figure of Leng Bingxin in the mirror was exactly the same as Qin Ruojiu before. It's just that there is no more tenderness in the eyes, there is no more obedience and also no more obedience visible.