When Song Ying'an heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He stammered, "Why...why...why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Song Ying'an didn't want to tear off the cloth on his face to let Lin Xuanjiao know what he looked like. He was afraid that Lin Xuanjiao would be scared when she saw his appearance. After all, his appearance was too different from the people here.
When he was a child, he was bullied and insulted because of his appearance. He really didn't want to show this face that brought him countless oppression.
Lin Xuanjiao still felt a little regretful about why she said what was in her heart. Although she wanted to see Song Yingan's face, she had not thought of talking to Song Yingan so early. She originally thought that she could make this request after they got more familiar with each other.
But now that I've said it, there's no need to hide it: "I said I want to know what you look like."
"Can't we just not watch it? Isn't it good for us to get along like this?"
Song Ying'an's voice was a little difficult. He was not able to be so casual about showing his face. Even if the person he wanted to see was Lin Xuanjiao, whom he had a good impression of, Song Ying'an still could not agree immediately.
Seeing Song Ying'an's firm attitude, Lin Xuanjiao was a little disappointed. "Then I can only look for someone else."
Song Ying'an sensed something was amiss with this remark and immediately asked, "What do you mean by this?"
Lin Xuanjiao didn't hide anything from Song Ying'an and honestly told her what she was thinking: "I said I'm going on a blind date to see if there's anyone suitable. If there is, I'll marry you. Originally, I thought if your looks were up to my standard, I'd marry you."
The words "marry you" kept spinning in Song Ying'an's mind, making him feel uneasy. What did it mean to marry him? Was he hallucinating? What was so good about him that Lin Xuanjiao would take a fancy to him?
But thinking of her unique appearance, Song Ying'an hesitated. What if Lin Xuanjiao saw her and didn't like her? Not only could they not be husband and wife, they might not even be able to be friends.
But this condition was too attractive. If his appearance matched Lin Xuanjiao's, wouldn't they be able to become a real couple instead of relying on him to dream?
Song Ying'an thought for a long time before making his decision. He looked at Lin Xuanjiao and suddenly said childishly, "When you see my face later, no matter what, you must not show any disdain in your eyes."
Lin Xuanjiao was a little surprised that Song Ying'an had suddenly changed his mind, but then she heard him say, "Don't worry, I definitely won't. Even if you look like a foreigner, I won't show any disdain."
Song Ying'an was still a little worried after hearing Lin Xuanjiao's words, and even resorted to a childish gesture: "Then let's make a pinky promise. You can't cheat when you make a pinky promise."
Lin Xuanjiao felt a little amused at the childish Song Ying'an. "You're already so old, yet you still believe in this."
Song Ying'an was not disturbed by Lin Xuanjiao's words. He just stubbornly put his hand in a pinky gesture and waited for Lin Xuanjiao to hold his hand.
Although Lin Xuanjiao was somewhat speechless about Song Yingan's behavior, she cooperated and made a promise with Song Yingan, and repeatedly assured her that no matter what Song Yingan looked like, she would not feel disgusted or aversion towards him.
This coaxed Song Ying'an into taking off the cloth on her face.
Looking at Song Ying'an's actions, Lin Xuanjiao breathed a sigh of relief. It had finally started. She had wasted so much saliva here, but it was worth it to be able to see Song Ying'an's appearance.
As the strips of cloth wrapped around her face fell off one by one, Lin Xuanjiao felt a little nervous, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to breathe.
Please! Song Ying'an's appearance must suit her taste! Song Ying'an's personality is quite pleasing to her. If she could choose someone to marry, Lin Xuanjiao would still like to choose Song Ying'an.
No matter how many strips of cloth were wrapped around her face, there would always be a time to remove them all. When Song Ying'an was removing the strips of cloth, she closed her eyes nervously, and she did not open her eyes even after removing all the strips of cloth from her face.
Under the sunlight, Lin Xuanjiao looked at Song Yingan who had removed the cloth strips and was stunned for a long time.
What kind of face is this! Delicate eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and bright red lips. Even without opening his eyes, one can tell that this person's appearance is definitely not bad.
Lin Xuanjiao suddenly felt a little nervous when she saw Song Ying'an like this, but she still spoke her mind: "Open your eyes and let me see."
When Song Yingan heard this, her eyelashes trembled, but she still slowly opened her eyes.
Lin Xuanjiao forgot to breathe for a moment when she looked at those eyes. Even many years later, Lin Xuanjiao was still deeply impressed when she thought of what happened today.
Those were a pair of eyes like fine sapphires. They seemed to be favored by God. They were deep and distant, mysterious and melancholy. It seemed too pale to describe them with the word "beautiful".
Lin Xuanjiao really didn't expect that a mixed-race child would look like this. His facial features were clearly those of a classically handsome man with exquisite looks, but his eyes and hair were the blue eyes and blonde hair of a foreigner. All of this combined not only did not make people feel abrupt, but instead looked like a character that had walked out of the game.
Looking at Song Ying'an like this, Lin Xuanjiao's heart beat faster. Now even her physical discomfort disappeared, as if the only thing left in the world was Song Ying'an's charming eyes staring at her.
For the first time, Lin Xuanjiao didn't dare to look into other people's eyes. She was a little evasive and didn't dare to look into Song Ying'an's eyes. These eyes were too deep, and she was afraid that she would fall into them accidentally and couldn't get out.
However, Song Ying'an mistook Lin Xuanjiao's evasive action for fear. He had long known that no one in the world could accept his appearance. Song Ying'an lowered his head in embarrassment, trying to hide his face.
Her voice was a little weak. "Did I scare you? I'm so sorry. I told you that you wouldn't like my appearance."
Before she could recover from her pounding heart, Lin Xuanjiao heard Song Ying'an's words, which made her forget about being shy.
She looked at Song Ying'an in disbelief: "What did you say? Say it again?"
Song Ying'an clenched her hands, not wanting to rub salt into her wounds, but she continued, "I told you you wouldn't like my appearance. I'm sorry if I scared you."
Lin Xuanjiao no longer cared about the difference between men and women. She stretched out her hands, held Song Yingan's face, and lifted his drooping face up again.
This time, Lin Xuanjiao looked Song Ying'an straight in the eyes, her face full of seriousness: "Song Ying'an, listen carefully, I like your looks. Let's be together!"
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