After the bun was loosened, she took off her outer clothes and tied something on her shoulders and back to make her look like she had a hunched back, with one side high and the other low.
Nangong Yitian looked at her and laughed, "You can cover it up, why do you even have to cover up your figure? No wonder I can't see that your hunched appearance is not the same as before?"
"If I hadn't dressed up professionally, how could I have concealed it from you?" Leng Xiao picked up the towel and began to wipe her face carefully.
First is the eyes.
The eyes are the key area of her outfit, because they are the easiest to reveal her identity. Something is glued to the corners of her eyes, making them look small.
After washing it off, wash off the eyebrows that were drawn before. The eyebrows were a little droopy, making the eyes look smaller.
She dyed a little ink on her finger, and with a sweep of her fingertips, her eyebrows came out. The eyebrows were slightly raised, and they were clear and moving.
The spots on the face, the shadows on the nose, the chin, all places can be washed away, even the sallowness specially made can be washed away, revealing fair skin.
Within a moment, that familiar face appeared in front of Nangong Yitian.
Nangong Yitian was stunned.
Just dressing up like this can transform a person's appearance? Even face-making is not as effective as this.
However, when all the shock faded, mist gradually formed in his eyes, and he stared at the face in front of him. It was the same face that had appeared in his dreams thousands of times, exactly the same.
"Has there been any change?" She did not avoid his gaze, her pretty face turned pale red, "We haven't seen you for three years, do you still recognize me?"
"Unforgettable." He said slowly, Leng Xiao could see the unconcealed emotion in his eyes.
Her eyes were slightly red and her heart ached slightly, "In the past three years, I never thought that you were still thinking about me."
"If you knew, would you come back for me?" Nangong Yitian asked softly.
The warm lamp illuminated her face, her eyelashes drooped, and the dim light shone, "I don't know, maybe, but I never dared to think about it, keeping myself busy all day long."
"Leng Xiao." He stood up and walked to her. The lamp behind him illuminated his shadow, covering her body.
With a spread of his slender arms, he took her into his arms.
The generous and comfortable embrace was very warm, as if it had driven away all the coldness of early winter. The sound of his heartbeat was right next to his ears, each sound familiar and yet unfamiliar.
She felt like a dream.
His voice was choked, "In the past three years, the scene I recall most is when you ran towards me in the middle of the night and hugged me. I will never forget the feeling of you in my arms."
Warm breath was on his face and hair. His hands were strong and he held her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
She started to resist a little, and there was always a line of defense in her heart that she didn't want to cross.
However, hugging each other without any distance, their two hearts so close, her whole body was limp and she had no strength at all.
My heart was sour, and I felt in his arms that the past three years had been really hard. I didn't even dare to think about them, for fear that I would not be able to bear the consequences of missing them and would immediately return to Beijing to find them.
Nangong Yitian held her in his arms and couldn't bear to let go, and couldn't bear to let him leave even just one step away.
"I remember every word you said to me, but I don't remember when exactly I started to like you." He suddenly whispered in her ear.
Leng Xiao recalled that they didn't seem to have said much.
Leng Xiao slowly let go of him, avoiding his burning eyes, trying to calm down and not be fooled by him, "You may be more grateful to me than anything else. I healed your leg and saved Shun." Mr. and Mrs. Wang, so you are grateful to me."
