Chapter 051 Chapter 51
Xia Meng's inquiring gaze passed over Li Zhou's arm and looked around inconspicuously.
The subway was running smoothly, just like usual.
The carriage was still bustling with people, as if it were an ordinary weekend night.
Everyone in the carriage looked normal.
Some people were chatting, browsing their phones, listening to music, and some even took the opportunity to close their eyes and sleep.
But through Li Zhou's reaction, Xia Meng realized that the situation they were facing at this moment might be far more dangerous than it seemed.
Everyone has the same face.
But no one found it unusual.
There was something strange and weird about this matter itself.
Xia Meng rolled her eyes around and looked around, then retracted her gaze to Li Zhou's profile.
This profile, so close at hand, still has clear outlines and distinct and deep features.
Gray-blue eyes and a high nose bridge.
Fortunately, Li Zhou's expression did not change.
Xia Meng raised her hand and touched her cheeks and nose, and it was still the familiar touch.
It should still be my own face.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, she slowly raised her eyes and looked closely at Li Zhou.
The distance between the two of them was so close at this moment that it seemed as if they were breathing each other's breath.
If it were any other time, she would have bounced away long ago.
But at this moment, she didn't dare to move at all.
Afraid of disturbing the weird atmosphere around.
She didn't even dare to make any big movements. She could only put her left hand on Li Zhou's chest and write stroke by stroke.
Through the thin shirt, her fingertips seemed to be able to touch the elastic muscles of his chest.
Li Zhou seemed not to be used to her touch. When she wrote the first word, he subconsciously shrank back.
Xia Meng found it a little funny.
What's the matter?
When you did that to her just now, didn't you think that it was a bit too intimate?
Li Zhou hummed softly, lowered his head to her ear, and whispered, "It's a little itchy."
Xia Meng raised her fingertips, thinking about trying another way to communicate, but then she felt Li Zhou's hand, which had been on her lower back after he had written the words, gently pinch her, and then he wrote two more words: Continue.
Xia Meng tilted her head and looked at him with amusement.
There's something wrong with this guy.
Why do you use this method when you feel itchy?
Is it fun?
It’s such a late hour, why are you still playing?
She put her hand down, reached into her pocket, and quickly took out her cell phone.
I was almost led astray by this guy.
Why use such an unreliable way of communication when you have a mobile phone?
She first opened the memo on her phone, quickly typed a line of words, then turned the screen around and motioned Li Zhou to look at the screen.
[What should we do now? Should we contact Zhou Qi first and call for help?]
Li Zhou lowered his eyes and looked, then fell silent.
Based on his experience and intuition, they were most likely unable to contact Zhou Qi at this time.
They have entered the mental picture.
In essence, it is no longer a world of the same dimension as reality.
He raised his other hand and tapped the top left corner of her screen with the tip of his index finger.
The carrier's logo had disappeared and there was no signal at all.
At this point, the phone has left the operator's signal coverage area.
Xia Meng also reacted.
She let out a long sigh.
So, this time the overtime work depends entirely on them.
It's a bit troublesome.
On previous occasions, Heita and Zhou Qi had helped provide information in advance, so when Xia Meng entered the spiritual picture, she was more or less mentally prepared.
This time, there was no background information at all. No one knew whether the owner of this mental image was a man or a woman, tall or short, fat or thin. We were completely in the dark.
This means that they have no idea what will happen to them next.
The only way to successfully get out of the mental image, or the only solution, is to untie the obsession of the owner of the mental image, or to find the crux of the abnormality of the mental image.
But now, let alone the crux of the matter, we don’t even know who the person is.
Li Zhou persisted in writing on her lower back.
Stroke by stroke:
Let's wait and see.
Very good, I spent a lot of time writing and ended up writing nonsense.
Xia Meng glanced at him unhappily, put down her phone, and leaned her head against the car.
We still have to find an opportunity to break the deadlock.
Li Zhou withdrew his hand from her lower back and placed it back on the wall of the car.
I waited for a long time before the subway arrived at the next stop.
The subway announcement sounded on the radio:
Dear passengers, Beijing Subway reminds you that the train is about to arrive at its final stop. Please be prepared and get off the train in an orderly manner. Thank you for your ride.
Xia Meng and Li Zhou looked at each other.
Is this the final stop?
Isn't that right?
When they got on the bus, there were still at least a dozen stops to their Yong'an Station, not to mention the terminal.
However, they have already entered the spiritual picture, so there is no point in worrying about whether it will be the final destination or not.
The train began to slow down, and everyone in the car swayed due to the inertia of the car.
Li Zhou supported Xia Meng's shoulders in time.
The vehicle enters the station and the doors open.
The passengers standing at the door began to get off the bus.
Xia Meng looked out the window.
I found that the scene outside the window was no different from that of an ordinary subway terminal.
It even looks somewhat similar to the terminal building on the Black Tower side.
Since it was the terminal, everyone went down one after another.
The two followed the crowd and got off the train.
When they stepped onto the platform, they found that there were only a few people left among those who had gotten off the train before them.
The carriage was packed just now, with at least two hundred people.
And the train has at least a dozen carriages.
But in the blink of an eye, so many people disappeared.
Xia Meng felt something was wrong and turned around to grab Li Zhou's hand to prevent any further accidents.
When I turned around, there was nothing behind me.
Where is Li Zhou?
The people in the carriage had all left.
The carriage door closed gently.
Xia Meng was stunned.
No more?
Where are the people?
Just one wrong glance and he's gone?
Xia Meng turned around again and found that the passengers who had just walked in front of her had also disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, she was the only one left on the platform.
Even the subway disappeared.
All that was left was an empty platform.
The sky was dark and gloomy, and the fields were filled with smoke.
The crow cried hoarsely and flew away with its wings flapping.
A cold wind blew over at just the right moment, whimpering.
...This is pretty much standard horror movie stuff.
Xia Meng subconsciously touched the goose bumps that had just appeared on her arms.
Not only did she have to work overtime, but she was also forced to immerse herself in horror movie scenes, which caused indelible damage to her young mind.
Later she must apply to Zhou Qi for compensation for mental damages.
Xia Meng took a deep breath.
never mind.
Just be alone.
Looking at the bright side, at least now she can be sure that Li Zhou has also entered this scene.
As long as she can keep surviving long enough, she will eventually reunite with him.
Xia Meng calmed herself down.
Looking around, there are no conspicuous or special signs around.
If I have to say, it’s probably the sign for the exit not far away that’s more conspicuous.
Go out from here?
That should be it.
There is no other choice.
Xia Meng walked slowly towards the exit.
The name of the platform is written with the name of this terminal: Chaoyang Village.
Is there a station called Chaoyang Village in Beijing's subway network?
She knew Chaoyang District.
Xia Meng didn't stop and walked straight towards the exit gate.
I put the subway card in my pocket into the gate, and the gate read it and let me through very smoothly.
This platform looks like it's been around for quite a while.
There was a half-faded red banner hanging in front of the exit, which read:
【Welcome to Chaoyang Village.】
Xia Meng put her hands in her pockets and walked out of the station.
Only then did she notice that there was a gray minibus parked at the door.
The car door was still open, and the driver in the driver's seat honked the horn and shouted at her from a distance: "Xiao Xia! We've been waiting for you! Get in the car quickly!!"
Xia Meng was stunned.
Do you know her name?
But what made her happy was that the driver had a face that was quite different from the other people in the car.
Seeing that Xia Meng didn't move, the driver shouted again: "What are you standing there for? If you dawdle any longer you'll miss dinner!"
Xia Meng quickly responded, jogged a few steps, and got into the car.
As she got closer, she took the opportunity to take another closer look and confirmed that the driver's appearance was indeed different from that face.
The driver's facial features are much rougher and simpler.
The strange face on the subway was paler and more delicate.
She got in the car and took a look inside.
The 17-seat minibus was almost half full.
The people on the bus were mostly girls dressed like students, some in their teens and some in their early twenties, and they all looked very young.
Xia Meng took a quick look and found that these people all looked different.
She felt a little relieved.
She picked two empty seats and sat down.
Just as she was sitting down, a girl suddenly appeared from behind, sat down in the empty seat next to Xia Meng, and said to her with a smile: "Xiaojie Xia! Long time no see!"
Xia Mengxin said, what's the meaning of "long time no see"?
Sister, this is clearly the first time we meet.
She looked the girl over.
The little girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, as young as a flower. She was wearing a sports-style school uniform, red and white, with the name of the school printed on the left chest: Chaoyang No. 3 Middle School.
How could Chaoyang Village have three high schools?
What size village is this?
Xia Meng was confused in her heart, but her face responded automatically.
She smiled habitually: "Long time no see, how have you been recently?"
After interning at Beijing North Hospital for more than half a year, the first skill Xia Meng mastered was intimacy.
Make sure all patients feel at home and see her as if they are seeing a family member.
The girl gave her a strange look and whispered, "Xiao Xia, why do you look so happy?"
Xia Meng: “…”
So, shouldn't she be in a good mood?
She turned her head and quietly looked at the faces of the other girls in the car.
I found that the older girls all had expressions of being ready to die.
Xia Meng: “……?”
She quickly suppressed her smile, raised her hand and coughed, then replied, "I can't say I'm in a good mood, but I'm usually like this."
The young girl, who was not very worldly-wise, was immediately convinced.
She didn't doubt it at all, nodded and said, "That's true, Sister Xia, you are also very open-minded."
Xia Meng: “……?”
Big-hearted?
I vaguely feel that in this context, "big-hearted" is not a good word.
She didn't say much to avoid exposing more flaws.
Based on her limited experience, it is best to follow the plot when entering the spiritual picture, otherwise it will easily add unnecessary difficulty to yourself.
The sky outside the car window gradually darkened.
Dusk has arrived, and purple clouds are rolling in the sky.
Xia Meng leaned against the window, holding her chin and looking out.
The vehicle was driving on a straight country road.
On both sides of the road are endless fields.
The fields are planted with sunflowers, all the flower heads are trying to face the setting sun, and the sea of flowers rises and falls like waves in the wind.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the scene is as beautiful as a dreamy oil painting.
Putting aside the fact that this is a spiritual landscape, the scenery here is quite beautiful.
Xia Meng watched and cleared her mind.
Somehow, the scene of Li Zhou half leaning on her shoulder and writing on her lower back stroke by stroke on the subway suddenly popped up in her mind.
She is not a person who would be sentimental.
When I interact with people on a daily basis, I don’t tend to think too much about it in an ambiguous way.
In the words of her friends, she is an insulator of ambiguous signals.
But no matter how insulated she is, she will still be sensitive when she needs to be.
Li Zhou's actions just now clearly exceeded the safe distance between normal friends.
The signal was so strong that she could no longer ignore it or play dumb.
Xia Meng was in deep thought.
She didn't know how to deal with the situation.
She had met many people in the past who expressed their feelings to her clearly.
I have to say, they are all very outstanding people.
But strangely, she just couldn't muster any interest in them.
She couldn't imagine herself being with those people as a boyfriend or girlfriend, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like to have intimate contact with them.
But Li Zhou...
Xia Meng paused.
Before yesterday, she found it hard to imagine.
But the dream was so real.
It was like a switch was turned on.
Whenever Li Zhou approached her, her mind automatically began to recall the details of the dream.
It's like a kaleidoscope, it can't be stopped.
God knows how hard she had to try to remain calm when he was close to her and writing on her lower back.
Only she herself knew how fast her heart was beating at that time.
Psychologically, how can we explain her current mental state?
The displacement effect of dreams?
The strong emotions in the dream had an impact on her mentality.
She couldn't help but transfer the emotions she felt in the dream to Li Zhou in reality, thinking that she was attracted to him?
Or is it the suspension bridge effect?
Having risked her life time and time again, fighting side by side time and time again, the dangerous experiences have always kept her in a tense state with a rapid heartbeat. At this time, she will have an illusion that this accelerated heartbeat is because she has fallen in love with Li Zhou?
Probably both.
Xia Meng calmly accepted both explanations.
It doesn't matter.
Whether it is displacement effect or suspension bridge effect.
All of this shows one thing - in the final analysis, her own will is not strong enough.
How could she, who was in good health, fall in love with a sentry who was obviously seriously ill?
Thinking back now, Xia Meng felt that what Lao Wang said was right.
These sentinels in the Black Tower are indeed seriously ill, one or two of them.
They all seem enthusiastic, lively, sunny and friendly, but when you actually get to know them, you will find that they all have various unspeakable secrets and are all terminally ill.
The black tower looked like a madhouse with a normal appearance.
The people inside are all crazy in all kinds of ways, and each has his own strengths.
Sometimes Xia Meng even felt that the reason why she had such strange emotions towards Li Zhou must be because of the influence of the Black Tower.
So I started to become weird too.
…
The driver stepped on the brakes, and inertia caused Xia Meng's body to sway forward.
She quickly came back to her senses.
Before we knew it, the car had arrived at its destination.
There is no longer an endless sea of flowers around.
In the dim light, there is a small village in front of me.
The village is very beautiful, with sunflowers planted at the entrance.
Each household's house is an independent cottage, some with one storey and some with two stores, arranged neatly and in an orderly manner.
It’s much more beautiful than I imagined.
It seems like a popular place for tourists.
Xia Meng followed the little girl out of the car.
The driver waved at them and said, "Go home quickly! Don't miss the event tonight!"
Xia Meng turned around and looked at him strangely.
Tonight's event?
What activity?
Her eyes swept over all the girls, and those girls who looked like adults all showed a look of deep hatred and resentment.
Those who were not yet adults looked much more relaxed, their eyes full of anticipation.
Xia Meng paused, realizing that there seemed to be an age dividing line for tonight's activities.
For underage girls, tonight's "activity" is enjoyable and something they look forward to.
But for those girls who have reached adulthood, it may not make them so happy.
Xia Meng silently noted down their expressions and followed the girl who had greeted her before without changing her expression.
The girls walked into the village.
Everyone goes back to their homes.
Xia Meng didn't know where her "home" was. In order not to arouse suspicion, she could only find an opportunity to ask questions on the spot.
The girl had no doubts and chattered all the way. Under Xia Meng's calm guidance, she told almost everything she knew.
The girl's name is Lin Fei, and she is fifteen years old.
His home was next door to Xia Meng's, so the two had known each other since childhood, grew up together, and had a very good relationship.
Xia Meng comes from a single-parent family and has a mother who is in poor health.
Therefore, after graduating from university, Xia Meng went out to work and earn money early.
As for tonight's event, it is a traditional activity of their Chaoyang Village and more than a dozen nearby villages.
In simple terms, it is a blind date.
Moreover, it is a blind date between the sentries.
For some reason, Chaoyang Village and nearby villages are rich in whistles.
Almost every year, several young boys and girls in each village awaken.
Thus, in order to match the whistles, this tradition came into being.
It has continued to this day for thirty to fifty years.
Every year on Chinese Valentine's Day, more than a dozen nearby villages will jointly organize a Chinese Valentine's Day event exclusively for them.
Around the Chinese Valentine's Day, the sunflowers here are in full bloom.
So the event was arranged in the sunflower field outside their Chaoyang Village.
The event usually lasts one day and one night.
The event starts at 8 o'clock in the evening of Qixi Festival.
All eligible children in the nearby villages must participate.
Children who are not yet adults can also join in the fun with their older brothers and sisters.
On the night of the event, the organizers will test their mental strength on the spot.
From all the people present, choose the people who are most compatible with each other and form a pair.
Then, under the moonlight, men and women naturally collide with each other and give rise to various chemical reactions.
If the time, place and people are right, it is common for people to fall in love on the spot.
——Of course, it is even more common that people are not attracted to each other.
Men and women these days are very opinionated and are not as enthusiastic about love and marriage as the previous generation.
Many young people would rather spend their time making money and getting rich than bother looking for a partner.
Some people may have already found other partners.
It’s just that the other party is an ordinary person, so the parents do not agree.
The elders in Chaoyang Village generally have traditional ideas. They think that since it is a Shao Xiang, then one should find someone who follows the Shao Xiang to marry.
This is in line with tradition and is more conducive to the continuation and optimization of sentinel genes.
In this way, this activity allows a man and a woman who do not know each other to be alone together for a full 24 hours. In some ways, it is no different from visiting a grave.
No wonder all the girls in this car look so bitter and resentful.
At this moment, Xia Meng couldn't help but feel bitter and resentful.
Under Lin Fei's unconscious guidance, Xia Meng found her "home".
Her home is a small bungalow with a small yard.
There are some fruits, vegetables, flowers and plants planted in the yard. It is very clean and warm.
Before Xia Meng pushed the door open, she couldn't help but feel a liking for him.
She always felt that there was a very good saying - loving others is like growing flowers, and loving yourself is the same.
If one can manage his life so cleanly, warmly and beautifully, he must be a gentle and self-loving person.
She opened the door.
Just as she expected, the small house was lit with warm light.
As soon as you enter the door, you are greeted by the aroma of food.
Xia Meng couldn't help but think of the time when she lived with her relatives.
Whenever she came home from school, this was the scene as soon as she entered the door.
Her memories of her biological parents were already very vague, but fortunately, her uncle and aunt filled the gap in her life and gave her a complete childhood.
She couldn't help but raise her voice and said, "Mom, I'm back."
As soon as the words fell, a figure wearing an apron quickly emerged from the kitchen. A middle-aged woman with gentle features smiled and brought out a dish. She said with a smile, "It's just in time. Go wash your hands and eat. I made your favorite braised fish tonight."
Xia Meng couldn't help but laugh too.
She responded.
She entered into the role of daughter very naturally.
When she first entered the room, she didn't know where the bathroom was, so she simply squeezed in front of the kitchen sink.
The woman turned around, smiled, and gently pushed him: "Don't wash here, it's so fumesy! Don't forget, you have an important mission tonight!"
Xia Meng washed her hands naturally and responded, "I'll change my clothes later."
The woman rolled her eyes gently. "Are you planning on going in your work clothes? Of course you should dress up."
Xia Meng agreed to all of them with a smile.
Sit down at the dining table.
"Mom" cooked a table full of dishes.
Xia Meng is not a picky eater and feels that the table is full of her favorite foods.
The woman served the rice and handed it to him, while she only took a small bowl for herself.
Xia Meng glanced at it and raised her eyebrows and said, "Mom, is this all you're eating?"
The woman tilted her head and coughed softly, then smiled and said, "It's okay, Mommy just can't eat anymore. Sweetheart, you finally made it back, so eat more."
Xia Meng nodded, and while eating, she glanced at the woman subtly.
The woman looked very thin, looked unwell, and had a dark complexion.
It was July, and the woman was still wearing long sleeves, with nothing underneath, as if her body couldn't quite support the loose clothing.
He looked frail, as if he had been ill for many years.
This is consistent with what Lin Fei said before.
Xia Meng symbolically ate half a bowl of rice.
...After all, she had just eaten a full banquet at Wang Xiangyi's house an hour ago. If another table was set up now, she wouldn't be able to eat even if she had two stomachs.
The woman was a little surprised: "Don't you want to eat a little more?"
Xia Meng made up an excuse and said, "I'm just worried that I'll get bloated if I eat too much, and my clothes won't look good later."
The woman couldn't help but laugh: "You've been quite proactive this year."
Xia Meng chuckled.
After dinner, it was completely dark outside.
There is not much time left before the event starts at eight o'clock.
The woman attentively brought out two dresses from the room and asked, "Which one are you going to wear tonight?"
Xia Meng took a look and found that both pieces of clothing were very nice.
One is a pure white silk sleeveless knee-length dress, and the other is a long tulle dress, both of which are very beautiful.
One is pure and cute, the other is elegant and sexy.
Neither of them is Xia Meng's dressing style.
If she were to choose, she would probably just go in a shirt and jeans.
Xia Meng didn't care about the clothes: "Please help me choose."
The woman took the two pieces of clothing and tried them on Xia Meng one by one.
After looking back and forth for a minute, he finally said carefully, "Let's go with this white one. It suits your temperament."
Xia Meng followed suit and took the dress in to change into it.
When I changed and came out, it was exactly ten minutes before eight o'clock.
Lin Fei knocked on the door just in time: "Sister Xia! The event is about to start! My mom asked me to call you to come along!"
Xia Meng responded and said hello to the woman before leaving: "Mom, I'm leaving!"
The woman smiled and nodded: "Come on."
Xia Meng smoothed her skirt and walked out the door.
Lin Fei was standing outside, and when he saw her come out, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Wow... Sister Xiao Xia! Why do I feel like you've changed a lot since you changed your clothes?"
Xia Meng looked down and said, "Really?"
Lin Fei nodded repeatedly: "When you wear work clothes, you feel exhausted from being a social animal. Once you change into these clothes, you look much younger! Just like when you were eighteen! But then again——"
She came closer to look at him. "Are you going there just like that? Without even putting on some makeup?"
Forget about makeup.
Changing clothes was already a huge step back for her.
She just came here to work overtime, not for a real blind date.
Xia Meng evaded the question in a cocky way: "Sister, I'm naturally beautiful, so I don't need to wear makeup."
Lin Fei chuckled: "That's true, let's go, it's almost too late."
As he spoke, Lin Fei took Xia Meng's hand and trotted towards the village entrance.
Night has fallen.
The night is beautiful tonight, with few clouds and the sky is full of stars.
When I ran to the entrance of the village, a small stall had already been set up.
At the stall, the village director, who was in his fifties, was sitting there, smiling like a matchmaker.
Seeing Xia Meng and Lin Fei coming, the village director called out, "Come on, Xia Meng, our village is missing you. See the number plates on the table? Pick one and wear it on your chest. When we get to the sea of flowers, the number of the male guide who matches you will be announced publicly."
Male guide?
Only then did Xia Meng realize that she was a female sentry.
Fortunately, fortunately.
On the way here just now, she was secretly worried.
I heard that this blind date is based on the matching rate. Now that she has shown an 80% chance, will the blind date still go ahead?
Should I go on a blind date or meet her then?
There was only one number card left on the table, 26, and there was no choice at all.
Xia Meng picked it up and pinned it on the shoulder strap of her dress.
Since Lin Fei is not yet of age, she just went there to join in the fun tonight and does not have a number plate.
The two sisters walked hand in hand towards the sea of flowers.
In the night, the sunflower's petal hangs down.
The petals are slightly closed as if shyly about to bloom.
The venue of the event was carefully arranged, with small night lights lit up in the sea of sunflowers.
The bright lights illuminate the sea of flowers into a different look, which is very dreamy.
Hundreds of people have already gathered here.
A stage was set up in the open space in the middle of the sea of flowers, where a band and singers were performing and singing love songs.
The atmosphere was very well created.
Even someone like Xia Meng, who came here with some resistance, couldn't help but sigh that this place looked like a collective party for young people.
Wind, flowers, snow and moon, everything is arranged just right.
Xia Meng began to look around.
If she guessed correctly, Li Zhou should have come too.
At the moment, the ideal situation is that he is here too, and their matching rate is just right.
However, it doesn’t matter if she can’t get along. She can leave the person she is looking for aside and go directly to find Li Zhou.
At this time, a song came to an end.
After the song ended, the lights on the stage suddenly flashed.
The singer walked off the stage and was replaced by a young man in formal attire who looked like the emcee of the evening.
The emcee, wearing a heart-shaped mask that half covered his face, walked onto the stage with a smile on his face. He held the microphone and said in a high-spirited voice, "Sorry for the wait! Welcome everyone to tonight's Qixi Festival!"
Xia Meng watched from afar.
The emcee's skillful opening speech further heightened the atmosphere of the night and brought it to a climax.
"Let's get back to business! All the ladies and gentlemen who registered tonight have already been matched and screened by the Black Tower system, and the most suitable partners have been selected! In a moment, your numbers will appear one by one on the big screen behind me. The two successful matches will have their numbers appear side by side. At that time, all you need to do is use your number plates to find your destined partner!"
Xia Meng stood quietly outside the crowd.
At this time, matching numbers begin to appear on the screen.
On the left is the number of tonight's male guest, and on the right is the number of the female guest.
The first to jump out were male guest No. 1 and female guest No. 47.
Since the event was completely anonymous, the host invited both parties to come on stage at the beginning, but neither the male or female guest was willing to come up, and they were only willing to meet in a low-key manner backstage.
The emcee was used to this.
Still reporting each pairing with great interest.
The atmosphere at the scene was very lively because of the host.
Until finally a pair of male guests were willing to come on stage, the crowd burst into laughter, and soon the female guest was also pushed up by the crowd.
The two young men made eye contact on the stage, then looked away shyly at the same time.
Both of their faces were blushing, and everything was said without words.
It should have been a very harmonious blind date.
At this moment, Xia Meng couldn't laugh anymore.
She hadn't noticed it just now, but when she squinted her eyes and looked carefully, she realized that the male guest on the stage had the same cookie-cutter face as he had on the subway before.
She realized something and finally took a few steps forward to carefully observe the faces of the young men around her.
Only then did I realize that all the male guests participating in the event tonight had the exact same face.
The complexion is cool and fair, and the facial features are delicate.
She has narrow almond-shaped eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips.
It should have been a pretty good-looking face.
Looking at it now, it seemed unexpectedly eerie.
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