"So handsome!"
The first thing that reached Tu Xiaohei's ears was Sun Jiejing's surprised voice.
Tu Xiaohei glanced at Sun Jiejing, whose face was flushed, and then looked at the mirror with trembling body.
What Tu Xiaohei saw was a white-haired, youthful boy.
The boy's face was flushed with nervousness, and the white hair that originally covered half of his face was swept back, which fully showed the boy's face shape and overall features.
He has a straight nose, fair complexion, bright eyes, normal eyelashes, and a pair of delicate eyebrows.
Tu Xiaohei is very beautiful, like a gentle, clean, and holy moon.
The unique white hair made her look even more holy.
Tu Xiaohei, however, was not concerned about this place. He subconsciously touched his face.
It's smooth and delicate, unlike what it used to be.
"I...I..."
Tu Xiaohei felt his vision blurring.
There's no need to hide it anymore, and no need to feel inferior anymore.
I can now say goodbye to my past self!
Sun Jiejing glanced at Tu Xiaohei, whose eyes were brimming with tears, trying hard not to shed them but the tears kept falling uncontrollably, and smiled indulgently.
Then he took out a handkerchief and placed his left hand on Tu Xiaohei's left cheek.
With her right hand, she held a handkerchief and slowly wiped away the tears on Tu Xiaohei's face.
Sun Jiejing didn't speak; she didn't know about Tu Xiaohei's past either.
However, she had seen Tu Xiaohei's face when it was hidden under his hair.
She understood Tu Xiaohei's inferiority complex and his pain.
Tu Xiaohei slowly looked at Sun Jiejing and hugged her tightly.
He didn't speak either; to be precise, Tu Xiaohei wanted to speak.
But the sounds that came out were muffled noises that no one could understand.
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