Chapter 5 The Birthmarks Are Fading, Preventing The Fat Boys From Accidents
"Manman! Why are you in a daze?"
Wang Yi reached out and pushed Manshu, and then touched her forehead.
He was still muttering to himself: "You must have been burned to death, right?"
"Are you still having nightmares?"
"The look in your eyes just now was quite scary. What were you dreaming about?"
Manshu came to her senses and pulled off Wang Yi's hand.
"Do you have to go to the city today? Can you not go?"
She didn't want anything to happen to the three of them.
I don’t want to see Brother Taozi burst into tears holding the admission notice from Imperial Sports University, I don’t want Kawako’s father’s hair to turn gray overnight, and I don’t want Wang Yi to never see a smile on his face again.
"Slow Pig, are you going or not? My cousin is urging me!" Liu Chuan was outside but did not come in.
Wang Yi also said: "No, we finally waited until Brother Taozi drove us to the city. How could we not go?"
"Manman, I'll give you five minutes to change your clothes and pack up to go out!"
Seeing their posture, Manshu knew that he couldn't persuade them, so he frowned and simply got up and went to the kitchen to wash his face.
After pouring cold water on her face, she noticed something was wrong with herself in the mirror.
The red birthmark on the left corner of my eye seems to have faded a bit.
In her previous life, she felt inferior because of this birthmark, but now, after knowing the secret of this birthmark, Manshu is grateful to have it.
She simply parted her bangs to both sides, exposing her forehead and the corner of her eyes.
The red birthmark is looming.
Actually, if you look closely, it's not ugly at all.
Manshu went back to her room and changed into a pea green polka-dot cotton skirt. Her grandmother made it for her. It was comfortable and fresh to wear.
As soon as I walked out of the door, I was praised by Wang Yi.
"Wow, Manman, your skirt is so beautiful. Grandma's hands are so skillful. Please ask her to make one for me!" Wang Yi hugged Manshu's arm.
The scream made Liu Chuan next to him roll his eyes: "Wang Yi, you are a tomboy, no matter what dress you wear, you are not as good-looking as Slow Pig!"
Wang Yi was so angry that she chased him:
"Kawako, are you asking for a beating?"
"Can't hit!" The boy with a duck voice ran away with his head in his arms.
When Manshu heard the car horn honking outside, she ignored the two of them and walked outside.
She saw the car parked on the dirt road, got in and opened the passenger door.
"Kawako, I said you..."
Huang Tao originally thought that the person getting into the co-pilot was her cousin, but she turned around and saw Manshu, and was stunned for a moment.
"Oh, it's sister Manshu."
Unexpectedly, Manshu took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, but Huang Tao would not chase people away and only looked at Manshu curiously.
"Why do I feel like it's been a long time since I last met, and Sister Manshu is even more beautiful?"
Manshu accepted the compliment calmly: "Thank you, Brother Taozi, you are becoming more and more handsome."
Huh?
Isn't this girl quite shy?
Why do you look so cheerful?
Hearing Manshu praise him for being handsome again, Huang Tao's heart skipped a beat and the little deer bumped into each other.
Could it be that Sister Manshu has fallen in love with me?
I look cool driving this little old car, right?
Sure enough, men still have to drive to attract girls!
Wang Yi followed closely behind and opened the car door. Hearing the conversation between the two, she wanted to get into the passenger seat and touch Manshu's face.
"Let me see, let me see, is our Manman really beautiful today?"
Manshu had her head pulled open and had to turn around.
Wang Yi is a girl after all. If you are careful, you can see at a glance that her bangs are parted to both sides today, revealing her smooth and full forehead.
"Well, that's right. Manman just combs her hair like this. It's such a hot day and I'm sweating just looking at your bangs!"
"Manman, your birthmark is a little different. It seems to be a little lighter. Is it my imagination?"