On the day of Gu Moting and Xiao Xue's wedding, Xiao Xue was married off to the Huang family. Xiao Xue's family arrived in Beijing the day before.
Xiao Xue got up early to get her makeup done, and Su Xingran got up to help. The makeup artist was a woman in her early forties, and Su Xingran sat next to her, watching the makeup artist apply the makeup.
After about half an hour, the makeup artist stopped. Su Xingran looked at Xiao Xue and swallowed hard. She wasn't amazed by Xiao Xue's beauty; she was terrified.
This makeup is exactly like the makeup of those middle-aged women who dance in public squares or do the Yangko dance in the new century. The blush is as red as a monkey's bottom, and the lips are so bright red that they look like they've just drunk blood.
This didn't feel like a wedding; it felt more like an embarrassing spectacle. Su Xingran didn't know if this was what people liked. She simply couldn't accept it; it was too awful.
Xiao Xue opened her eyes and stared blankly at the person in the mirror. Her eyes were filled with shock, as if she had seen something unbelievable.
Xiao Xue turned her head and met Su Xingran's gaze. Su Xingran unconsciously looked away. Such a beautiful woman, but with makeup, her beauty was gone, and she couldn't even maintain her humanity.
Whether from feeling disgusted by her own appearance or from anger, Xiao Xue's tears welled up instantly. Su Xingran, seeing this, quickly stepped forward to comfort her.
"Sister Xiao Xue, you're not allowed to cry today!" Su Xingran couldn't bring herself to say those words praising Xiao Xue's beauty.
"Xingran, what should I do? I'm so ugly. Looking like this, I could easily be mistaken for Mo Ting's grandmother, let alone his bride."
"I think this makeup is really bad. I doubt anyone will compliment me when I go out. They'll just laugh at me. Sister Xiao Xue, how about I do your makeup? It can't be uglier than you look now."
The two hit it off immediately and got to work. Luckily, Aunt Gu had bought Xiao Xue a set of cosmetics that day. Su Xingran removed Xiao Xue's makeup with water.
If it were Su Xingran from her previous life, she definitely wouldn't wear makeup. But having experienced so many small worlds, Su Xingran knows how to apply simple makeup, which she feels is similar to painting.
Su Xingran's hand speed was faster than the previous makeup artist's, and a brand new makeup look appeared a dozen minutes later.
She wore light makeup, which made her look much fresher. Su Xingran was quite satisfied. "Sister Xiao Xue, take a look and see if it suits you."
Xiao Xue opened her eyes again, this time looking in the mirror with shock. She hadn't expected that her normal makeup would look like this—even better than usual. She was also amazed by Su Xingran's excellent makeup skills.
"Xingran, do you usually wear makeup? Your technique is so good." Every time Xiao Xue saw Su Xingran, she was certain that she wasn't wearing makeup.
"Sister Xiao Xue, I have something to tell you, please don't mind. I don't wear makeup, I just know how to draw, and I treat your face like a painting."
The makeup artist entered the room and saw that Xiao Xue's makeup wasn't the one she had done. She stared at it for a while, said nothing, packed her things, and left the room.
Su Xingran and Xiao Xue exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh. Mainly because of the makeup artist's facial expressions, which switched between various expressions in a short period of time.
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