I sighed and took out a tissue, handing it to Lin Xiaoyi: "Wipe your face, you've cried yourself into a little mess."
Lin Xiaoyi took the tissue, flipped open the makeup mirror, looked from left to right, and then gave me a white look: "It's not that bad, I'm like a pear blossom bathed in rain, okay?"
As she spoke, she continued to admire herself in the mirror, while I rolled my eyes speechlessly on the side, girls' nature, no matter what, always feeling most beautiful.
Once certain her makeup wasn't ruined, and after touching up her lipstick, Lin Xiaoyi finally turned to me: "Take me home."
I teased her, "You really think of me as your driver, don't you?"
Lin Xiaoyi was indifferent: "Hey, isn't it what a gentleman like you is supposed to do, escorting a girl home?"
Seeing her righteous demeanor, I reluctantly curled the corners of my mouth, "Fine, my dear lady, fasten your seat belt, we're off."
