beautiful as an angel

Chapter 227 Meeting the Dead Leaf Again
That person is Dead Leaf.

He was sitting in the water room, biting a straw in his mouth, as if thinking about something.

"Dead leaves." I called out to him and came to his side.

"Who are you?" He raised his head and asked me.

"Why, don't you know who I am? You've forgotten me in just one night."

He shook his head and said, "No, I'm asking, what's your name."

"Oh, my name is Ouyang Yiyuan, you can call me 'Yiyuan'."

"Yiyuan? Okay, I'll remember it. This name is quite easy to remember."

"What are you doing?" I asked him curiously.

He shook his head and said, "Not doing anything, just thinking about something."

"What's the matter?" I sat down beside him.

"It has nothing to do with you, it's just my private matter."

"I won't say it, tell me! I'm curious." I said, shaking the dead leaves.

Dead Leaf pondered for a while, and decided to tell me: "This morning, when I went out to look for food, I met a girl who looked like a fairy. I greeted her, but she ignored me. I cried because of it." for a day."

"It's just a trivial matter. Why do you take it so seriously? Maybe she just ignored you out of shyness. I thought it was just such a trivial matter. "

He shook his head and said in a sad tone: "No, this is obviously looking down on people. Yiyuan, I'm not ugly, am I?"

I took a closer look at him, and only thought he was pretty good-looking except for a birthmark on his right ear, but not particularly handsome.

"You are neither ugly nor handsome. Why do you care so much about what other people think of you? I am often called ugly. Over time, I don't care anymore. After all, I think I am not beautiful, but I am unique in the world. of."

"Yiyuan, I think you look good. If it weren't for the two moles on your face, maybe those who think you are ugly will say you are beautiful!"

"Thank you, Dead Leaf, but I don't need the praise of beauty and ugliness."

After being silent for a while, Dead Leaf suddenly said: "Yiyuan, although you say you don't care, I can be sure from your intuition that you must have low self-esteem."

"Why do you say that?"

"I told you I guessed it based on intuition, Yiyuan, you actually care about this guess, which shows that you really have low self-esteem." Dead Leaf smiled sinisterly.

"Dead leaves, I'll go first." I suddenly realized that it was getting late.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"I have something important to do, I don't have time to chat with you anymore." I quickly came to the room where the old man Xingxiu lived with the hot water in my arms.

"Master, why did you bring the water back?" The phantom immediately snatched the pot of hot water as soon as it saw me.

I looked at the old man Xingxiu on the bed, and found that his complexion was much better, and his face was no longer haggard, as if his illness was about to pass away.

"It would be great if there was a pharmacy nearby." Huan Ling said while applying a towel to Old Man Xingxiu's forehead.

"Phantom, what else do I need to do?"

The phantom turned around and looked at me, and said, "Master, if you want to go back to the house you live in, go back! His illness is almost recovering soon."

"Then I'm going back." I said these words with difficulty, and returned to the house where I lived.

The two swallows stayed well under the quilt, but there was a foul smell in the room.

(End of this chapter)