"One day, I want you to fall in love with me."

The girl's voice was like a note that jumped out of paper, and disappeared into the gradually falling night with Qian Linya.

But Qian Linya was like a dog hit by a stone, poking his head out from the door where he just disappeared from the back.

“…”

Qian Linya looked at Qingshui Shina with his expression of being caught by a good friend.

"What's your expression, Zhao Youzhai?" She spoke like that, as if she hadn't said that sentence at all.

"Daoxianzhai, shouldn't you say what you said just now, as if you're determined to wait until I leave? You meant to let me hear it on purpose, right?"

Qingshui blinked her bright watery eyes twice in an instant, and she looked particularly well-behaved: "Hey? What topic are you talking about?"

"I heard it just now, saying that I want me to like you or something." Qian Linya said, "Do you like me so much?"

Qingshui's face suddenly showed a sudden enlightenment, and her exaggerated look made people want to beat him up.

"Wait a moment."

She stretched out a finger and signaled him to wait. Then she leaned down and picked up a cosmetic product on the washbasin. She dug a little with her fingers, and tapped it on the tip of her nose, cheeks, forehead and chin, as if she was a jungle man with oil-colored totem painted on her face.

She grinded her face with her white palms. During this period, Qian Linya was patiently waiting for her answer.

After she evenly applied her face, she turned her face to him: "Is there any unevenness?"

She turned her face and showed every detail on her face to Qian Linya. I have to say that there was no problem with her flawless face.

"No, it's pretty well painted. I said..."

"Wait a little longer." Qumizu interrupted him in an instant and picked up another bottle of cosmetics.

While she slapped pink on the cheekbones of her cheeks, she showed a blush after orgasm. This makeup made her originally cold appearance add some little girlish temperament. At the same time, she paired it with a flat yukata, which made her look a little cute.

While smearing blush on her face, she said, "Zhao Youzhai, do you know that the Chinese Valentine's Day is in China."

"It is not comprehensive, it is both a festival of begging for good luck and Valentine's Day. If the Lantern Festival in ancient times was more like Valentine's Day."

"I know," Qingshui covered the lid in an instant, and then picked up the eyebrow pencil, "I mean the general theory. In China, the Chinese Valentine's Day is celebrated as Valentine's Day, just like Christmas is also regarded as Valentine's Day."

"That's true." Qian Linya nodded.

"So... I lifted the candle and couldn't see it clearly."

The departure of the sunset allowed the darkness to come to the room faster. At this time, in the bathroom, with the help of the few lights left, he could only barely see the shadows on the mirror. Qian Linya admired her for being able to put on makeup under such conditions.

He helped her lift the candle, and the lights swayed suddenly. As the candlelight stabilized, the mirror reflected the two people in warm colors, and Qian Linya seemed to hold a star with his hands.

The candle tears fell and condensed on the back of his hand. Looking at the white mark on his hand, Qian Linya said nothing.

After a while, he urged Qingshui, who was focusing on tying his eyebrows, “So, what exactly do you want to say?”

"So, what I want to express is... Oh, it's so annoying. It's all your fault. Do you think I've drawn the wrong one here?"

Qingshui leaned over and pointed at her curved eyebrows, allowing Qian Linya to see.

Qian Linya looked at it for a while and said, "To be honest, there is no need to draw eyebrows anymore, there is no problem."

"Zhao Youzhai, girls are very strict with themselves," she raised her eyebrow pencil with her hand and reached in front of Qian Linya, "Give it a helping me draw."

"Aren't you strict with yourself?"

"Yes, I'm so strict that I feel that I can't draw well now. Come and help me."

Qian Linya took it in compromise, holding a candle in one hand and an eyebrow pencil in the other, making a sketchy pen holding posture.

"Be careful." Qingshui said to remind.

"Don't worry, the art teacher said I have the potential to go to the Brutalist."

"I don't understand what this kind of evaluation can reassure me."

Qingshui's body slowly leaned over and then "bang" against Qian Linya - in order to help him find the fulcrum better.

On her brow bone, she casually drew two strokes along the traces of her original eyebrows, because the angle of force was too empty, and she felt a tendency to move closer to Picasso.

In order to prevent Qingshui from going out at the two asymmetrical weird eyebrows, his wrist had to slowly land on her cheek.

The soft cheeks were squeezed as his wrist moved. Qingshui closed her eyes and raised her face for a moment, and remained motionless, as if she trusted him very much.

"alright."

Qingshui moved her body away, quickly approached the mirror, squinted her eyes and looked at her for a long time, and said, "It's not bad."

Qian Linya felt that they were almost forgetting the topic.

"So you just said..."

"It's still a little short! Zhao Youzhai, please help me see the lipstick."

She pulled open a green storage bag and picked out three black lipsticks from it. Because she was really unfamiliar with women's products, Qian Linya didn't know what brand they were from.

Qingshui uncovered the lids of the three lipsticks, twisted out the lipsticks inside, and placed them side by side in front of him: "Which color can you see which one looks better?"

"you……"

"Just help me with this last favor."

"well……"

Sighing, his eyes swam among the three lipsticks.

All three colors look good, to be honest, it is difficult for him to tell the difference.

"It feels like you have to be on your lips to see the difference," he answered honestly.

Qingshui's beautiful eyes stayed on his face for a while, and then used three lipsticks to draw a mark on her soft and fair lotus arms.

"Which type looks the best?" She raised her arm and forced her arm to him.

He hesitated for a full half minute of the three, then pointed to the pink color in the middle and said, "This one."

Shimizu frowned, looked at the three different reds on her arm, and said, "Confirm?"

"Sure."

"You are quite innocent." Qingshui said in a moment.

"Didn't you choose for me?"

Qingshui washed the marks on his arms without explanation, then twisted out the lipstick he chose, applied it to the inside of his lips, then pursed it vigorously, and wiped off the redness on the corners of his lips.

This lipstick is a light pink color for girls and has the effect of radiating lips. It is the most "childish" of all styles.

After applying lipstick, Qingshui instantly picked up the handbag on the sink and hung it on the arms that stretched out from the wide sleeves of the bathrobe. He turned left and right in front of the mirror, and confirmed that it was perfect, and then nodded with satisfaction.

She picked up a piece of paper from the sink, stuffed it into Qian Linya's arms, and said briefly: "Go."

She walked to the front first, then turned confidently, and said with a smile: "Since you have been here until now, why not wait together later."

"……All right."

With the candlelight, he looked down at the piece of paper stuffed into his hand. It seemed to be a promotional page for a TV series. For some reason, it might have been accidentally left by the tenant in the first place.

There are stills from an old TV series printed on it, and below, there are lines with promotional appearances written:

[If fate makes us separate, then I will change my destiny!]

[If God takes away your memory, I will create new memories with you!]

[One day, I will make you fall in love with me! This shows that we are destined to be together!]

He raised his head from the leaflet and Qian Linya was silent for a moment.

"Please take that piece of paper down and throw it away after reading it. There will be no garbage at home today." Qingshui's voice came from afar.

So, this guy just read it according to this piece of paper?

Just for this, he has been here for at least ten minutes?

Daoxianzhai, is it all in your calculations?

He walked out the door and was about to go to the entrance, but found that Qingshui was not there.

"What are you still wandering around? Change your clothes quickly."

Qingshui's voice suddenly came from behind. He was startled and turned around and found that she was coming out of her bedroom, holding a pile of folded clothes in her hand.

She stuffed the clothes in her hand into his arms and said, "Change quickly, let's go together after the change."

"When did you..."

Halfway through the question, he swallowed the question.

It seems that she helped him find his clothes when she was in her room just now.

That's why I discovered that photo album.

In fact, he didn't plan to change his clothes today. The main reason was that he felt it was troublesome, and he always gave priority to comfort in dressing. But since Qingshui helped him find it, there was no need to deliberately not change it.

He entered the house with his clothes in his arms, closed the door, shook open the clothes and saw that it was one of the many men's clothing that Liu Lizi bought for him before.

With a slight smile, he began to unbutton his chest.
To be continued...