Xun Chengfeng looked at Jinxiu and couldn't help comparing everything about her with Hua Shuangyu.
The appearance is not very similar at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find¡ª¡ª
If Jinxiu's eyebrows were sharper, if Jinxiu's eyes were more delicate, if Jinxiu's lips were more red, they should look very similar in terms of facial features alone.
Although the contours of the face are different, Jinxiu's contour is softer, and Hua Shuangyu's is more heroic, but if the baby fat on Jinxiu's cheeks disappears a little bit, and her temperament changes a bit, the similarities can be seen.
Xun Chengfeng stared straight at Jinxiu, feeling that he had fallen into a ridiculous fantasy, but he didn't want to get away, and even wished to find a way to make her become the person who would feel that everything was sweet even in a nightmare.
Jinxiu seemed to be frightened by his gaze, looked down at the wooden box in her hand, and said timidly:
"Brother Cheng Feng, are you angry? I won't move this box"
After finishing speaking, she put the wooden box back in Xun Chengfeng's hand, while she took a step back and looked at him worriedly, looking pitiful.
Xun Chengfeng came back to his senses and looked at the opened wooden box.
Inside the wooden box is an iron box, and when the iron box is opened, a string of anklets with silver bells can be seen inside.
The workmanship of this anklet is very ordinary, and the pattern on the silver bell is even a little rough.
However, Xun Chengfeng made it himself with sincerity and spent many sleepless nights.
Today is Hua Shuangling's birthday, and he did it for her.
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Xun Chengfeng looked at Jinxiu and suddenly smiled. He waved to her and said softly:
"Come on, this is a gift from me."
If it were someone else, facing Xun Chengfeng's huge difference in attitude, he might feel a little scary, but Jinxiu noticed¡ª¡ª
In this sentence, he didn't call "Jinxiu" by name, only "You".
Jinxiu took two steps forward, and Xun Chengfeng squatted down in front of the long table, and tied her anklet with a smile on her face.
His movements were natural and gentle. After tying the anklets, he got up and trimmed her hair, and said softly to her:
"Today is your birthday, I'll put makeup on your eyebrows, let someone change your clothes, and then take you out to play, okay?"
Xun Chengfeng's state at the moment is a bit weird, and he seems to regard her as Hua Shuangyu, but this is exactly what she needs.
She didn't intend to tell him that she was bilingual, but she wouldn't let him deny that she was bilingual either.
She wants to make him entangled, to make him dubious, to make him torture himself, to make him think that he has lost it, and at the same time long to have it again.
He once played with her heart on the applause, and now it's nothing if she retaliates with a tooth in a small way.
She will never sympathize with him, and she will never forgive him, because she is not qualified to do so¡ª¡ª
So many dead people of the Jingzhou faction are still exuding resentment and resentment in a sinister and hellish way.
As long as she has a little conscience and understands right and wrong, she won't be moved by his so-called nostalgia and redemption.
Jinxiu let Xun Chengfeng lead her to the bedroom, and the bell tied around her ankle shook slightly, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
She listened to him ordering people to fetch the clothes and jewellery, and watched him pick up the utensils on the dressing table, with a cute and innocent face, but his heart was as cold as a knife.
Xun Chengfeng motioned her to sit in front of the mirror, and drew her long eyebrows that showed heroism.
Suddenly, through the mirror, she seemed to see her past self. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com