Actually, she was not ugly.
Tang Huaixiao had forgotten what she was originally here for. She watched as Shi Jiu colored the drawing to make it more realistic.
Her heart was beating fast, and the words from that night echoed in her ears.
She heard him say, "Huaixiao, your heart is beating so fast."
The sky had turned dark at some point. Shi Jiu looked at Tang Huaixiao and said, "Huaixiao, you won't be angry that I included myself in the drawing, right?"
He liked this woman. He was deeply attracted to her. No matter which side of her, he liked it all.
He wanted to walk into her world, both in the drawing and in reality. He wanted to be a part of her life.
Tang Huaixiao picked up the drawing paper. The ink had gradually dried. She said calmly, "Pack up and go to the front hall. Father and Mother have something to tell you."
