She stood in front of the mirror, her highlighted red hair was particularly conspicuous. She scratched her hair, sighed again, and inadvertently found pure black hair dye among the pile of shampoo products, and used it to remove those overly flamboyant hair strands.
After dyeing it black, I rummaged left and right and finally found a pair of scissors, and cut off Liu Hai's eyebrows.
She took out a simple housecoat from the closet and put it on. It was actually very strange. She was now in someone else's home, using someone else's body, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Maybe she was just too happy-go-lucky.
She walked downstairs and happened to see Sayato who had already changed clothes. He was dressed in white home clothes. He looked more handsome. He looked at her little face without glasses, and she was slightly stunned. Her long black hair was natural.
It was slightly wet, and the thin sea of flow separated the two and seven, revealing the shiny forehead, and there were no earrings on the ears. The beautiful black eyes were like a vortex, sucking up all the spiritual energy. The eyelashes trembled lightly, and there was always a hint of desolation inadvertently.
She doesn't look like she is thirteen, but looks like she is thirty, as if she has already endured so much suffering in the world. What kind of thing can change her to this point? Is it because of Guoguang?
What's wrong? She walked up to him. The height distance only allowed her to look up at his overly beautiful face. Sayato smiled. She looked much better dressed like this. He rubbed her hair and looked at her gently as he was used to. Then he
Put down your hand, hold your fingers lightly, and speak with some difficulty
"Otoyu, cancel the engagement!"
"Well?" She raised her eyebrows. She didn't say yes or no. In fact, she was just curious as to why he would suddenly bring up such a thing.
At this time, a maid happened to bring a white tea set, and then poured them each a cup of tea. She caught it with both hands, and then took a small sip. It tasted very fragrant and delicious. She looked at Sayato again and saw that
Seeing him sitting on the sofa, his slender legs elegantly folded, he took a small sip from the tea cup in one hand, his beautiful eyes were slightly dim at this time. He put down the cup in his hand, and when he looked at her, his face condensed and then softened.
Speak slowly, feeling unspeakably heavy
"Otoyu, you and Guoguang are not suitable. He is too cold and too serious. I don't want you to fall into too deep a trap. The shackles of an unmarried couple have restricted you and him, and his prejudice against you has become more and more serious.
The more you do, the more you end up getting hurt,"
"Yinyu, do you understand? I know you love him very much, but there are many ways to love. You will only make him farther and farther away from you. My brother just hopes that you will not hurt him again, and you can no longer do it.
What hit you..."
Speaking of this, his expression felt a little depressed. It seemed that something had not been said yet, but he could not hide the sadness. Otoyu put down the cup and shook his head slightly. He really loved Saya Otoyu. He was so happy.
So, now that she is her sister, can she do anything for him? If he says to resolve the engagement, then breaking it off will mean letting everyone go.
"I promise!" The girl's unique soft and sweet voice was very nice. But the words "I promise" made Sayato's beautiful eyes look a little unbelievable. He thought it would take a long time to convince this sister, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.
"Brother," she raised her head and called out softly, looking at this strange brother, but familiar feelings arose naturally, which was the instinctive reaction of her body.
"I'm sorry, Otoyu..." Sayato stroked Otoyu's natural hair, her tone was a little hoarse. He is a good brother, but also a bad brother. He is destroying his sister's love, but he only wants to give her more happiness.
Her illness has made her unable to bear the love that is too heavy
She smiled, picked up the tea cup and took another sip. The tea was fragrant, but her heart felt a little bitter. If she had agreed so quickly and easily at that time, wouldn't they have reached that point where they would be tied up?
The tighter we are, the further we are actually apart. The distance between our hearts is the real distance...