Memories are like black holes, but time empties everything.
"I don't remember hearing the names of these two men."
Jiang Xiaoye paused slightly.
"It's okay if you can't remember, we'll meet soon."
"Look at your expression, is the groom your rival?"
Ji Heng looked at her deeply for a moment and replied, "So to speak. ” "It's hard to imagine that you're the one who was dumped."
Jiang Xiaoye tried his best to control his gloating expression, although the slightly upturned corners of his mouth revealed his mood.
"Tomorrow a stylist will come and try on your makeup and clothes."
Ji Heng glanced at her, "Also, you don't have to sleep in my room tonight, your bedroom is next door to me." ” "Isn't it necessary to open up sources and reduce expenditure, so why break the bank?"
"The stylist is my friend."
"I'm like this, you're sure you want to take me out" "Don't worry, that person's skills are well-known in the industry, even if it's your face, he can turn decay into magic." “” Well, if she can spit out ivory from Ji Heng's mouth, then she Jiang Xiaoye will be a millionaire Jiang Xiaoye bared his teeth and made a strange appearance at the man who lowered his head to clean up the dishes.
"Wake up."
"Wake up, hey" "Hahahaha, Ji Heng, why did you find such a little lazy pig It's past ten o'clock, and he's still sleeping, and he's sleeping so well, ouch, I can't wake up no matter how I scream."
The shrill voice was completely unfamiliar, even louder than a crow, occasionally mixed with Ji Heng's roar.
"Who let you in" "Alas, don't be so outside, who are the two of us."
"Please point your orchid away from me" "Ouch, why are you so fierce?"
was so noisy that she fell asleep, Jiang Xiaoye half-opened her eyes, and in a hazy sleep, she found that there were two big men standing beside her bed, one was Ji Heng with a tight face, and the other was a woman and man with long hair and a floral shirt "Hi, hello, I'm Zhou Bo.
From today, I will officially be your stylist. ” "Hello, Mr.
Zhou Bo."
"Hey, it's okay to call me Zhou Bo, but everyone calls me or bibb."
Zhou Bo shook his long hair and smiled with a swaying face, "Don't worry, although it is difficult to make you a stunning beauty, but what am I, but I am a top professional in the industry for many years, and a famous painting skin saint in the rivers and lakes."
Ji Heng's face instantly darkened.
Before the dizziness, Jiang Xiaoye tried his best to admonish himself to be calm, calm, and calm.
"So, we're here to start" "You can do it."
"Actually, I like your room better, it's an, it's cool, it's very feeg, with your ever-year-old iceberg face, it's too avant-garde goth."
"If you dare to make her an exotic vampire or a werewolf, I'll smash the sign in your store myself."
"Go and go, don't bring this, it's too boring, you can disagree with my taste, but you must not question my professionalism."
Zhou Bo tied his hair into a ponytail, like a proud peacock, strutted around the room, and said arrogantly, "Quick, go to the car and bring my makeup bag and the clothes I brought" Ji Heng stiffened his face and left without saying a word, and in the blink of an eye, only Jiang Xiaoye and Zhou Bo were left in this warm and sweet room.
Zhou Bo stepped forward with a step, and before Jiang Xiaoye could react, he had already incorporated her pointed chin into his palm.
The warm palms and slender fingers were like a sharp blade, containing hidden power, and it was not until this moment that Jiang Xiaoye felt that he was a real man.
"Why don't you rebel" "Aren't you my stylist?"
Zhou Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned, and kneaded Jiang Xiaoye's face like dough with his calloused fingertips: "Tsk, Ji Heng's taste is really special, look at this skin type, this pores, it's too much, and this zero figure, I can't look at it when I get off the runway, it's flat anywhere, it's almost like a zombie, it's just challenging the limit of my career."
Listening too much bitterly and meanly, the lethality is not as good as before, Jiang Xiaoye's left ear went in and out of his right ear, raised his eyes, and said indifferently: "Do you hate me?"
"Me" Zhou Bo was about to speak, Ji Heng was standing at the door with a makeup box in one hand and a few clothes bags in the other, his face was gloomy, he glanced at Zhou Bo, and Zhou Bo immediately withdrew his hand that was wantonly kneading Jiang Xiaoye's face.
"Everything has been brought here, and it doesn't need to be reborn, but at least it's not what it looks like now."
"It's to return to the way it was before," Zhou Bo looked at Ji Heng with some meaning.
"It's your specialty, and you're determined by the result."
With that, Ji Heng put down his makeup case and clothes, turned around and walked out.
It is undeniable that when working, Zhou Bo has a pair of very gentle hands.
Cleanser, toner, eye cream, foundation, setting powder, curling iron, corn tongs, dry glue all the bottles and cans and makeup tools are spread out in front of the Rococo dresser, time slips away in the ticking sound of the clock with gold thread at the head of the bed, in the reflection of the vanity mirror, Zhou Bo is like a magician, gradually whitewashing Jiang Xiaoye's vegetable-colored face a little brighter, the thin cheekbones are hidden under the thick foundation, the cheeks are dyed with beautiful cherry color, the skin is as white as snow, the lips are red as blood, and even it is deep and cold, The eyes that seemed to have dried up seemed to be rekindled, bright as water, and extraordinary.
Jiang Xiaoye stared blankly at himself in the mirror, as if he was looking at another completely unrelated woman.
This woman is beautiful, as beautiful as a poisonous poppy, what a pity, but in the shell is her plain soul.
"Do you remember, such a you" Zhou Bo put down the makeup brush in his hand and looked at the woman through the mirror.
"Is there any difference" The woman's lips in the mirror opened slightly, and her eyes were like horizontal waves, rippling and indifferent.
Jiang Xiaoye tilted his head slightly and looked at the stylist.
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"Oh, it's so annoying, the difference is obviously very big" Zhou Bo pursed his lips very dissatisfied, and pulled up Jiang Xiaoye, who was sitting in front of the dresser, "This is the first time in my life that someone has questioned my professional level, but it doesn't matter if you are not satisfied, as long as Ji Heng nods, I can make a difference." ” Jiang Xiaoye was ruthlessly pushed out of the door, staggered a few steps forward, and hit a hard thing on her forehead, she raised her head, the hard thing turned out to be Ji Heng's chest, she thought he had left, it turned out that he had been standing outside the door.
Ji Heng's eyes changed from shallow to thick, like black coffee with sugar cubes, bitter and sweet mixed together, intertwined into a dreamy and mellow atmosphere.
Jiang Xiaoye didn't know what he saw in her face, or what he was nostalgic for, no matter what, the past, the present, and the future can only be eternal parallels, neither meeting nor ending, the so-called interlacing is just the illusion of the moment brought by this face shrouded in a beautiful mask.
After washing all the lead, she is still the same person she is. gd1806102: