短小说

以青掏出一块干净的软布，沾了清水，托着颜浅的脸仔细地擦了一遍，说：“去去脸上的灰尘，才好上油彩。”

Take out a clean soft cloth with Qing, dip the water, and wipe it carefully with Yan Qian's face, and said, "Go to the dust on the face to get the oil color."

沾了油彩的笔瞬间变得饱满，笔尖上挂了一粒似垂未垂的墨珠，他捏着她的下巴，沿着她的眉眼细细地描绘，笔尖滑过柔软的皮肤，又湿又冷。

The pen that was stained with the oil color became full, and a grain of ink beads hung on the pen tip. He squeezed her chin and depicted along her eyebrows.Cold again.

仿佛是已经练习了无数遍，很快他就在颜浅脸上勾勒出一张青衣的脸谱。

It seemed to have practiced countless times, and soon he outlined a Tsing Yi Facebook on Yan Qian's face.

粉白的脸，绯红的腮，艳丽的唇，还有随着粗黑眼线高高吊起的眼梢，颜浅抬了抬眼，只一眼便流转出风情万千。

Pink white face, crimson cheeks, gorgeous lips, and the eyes of the high dark eyeliner, Yan Qian raised his eyes, and only at a glance, it flowed out of the style.

她看着铜镜里陌生的脸，无端地觉得恐惧。

She looked at the strange face in the bronze mirror and felt fearless.

他搂着她的腰，痴迷地看着画了脸谱的她，他温热的呼吸挨在她耳边，嘴里呢喃着昆曲的唱词：“则为你如花美眷，似水流年，是答儿闲寻遍，在幽闺自怜。”

He was holding her waist and obsessed with her face -painted Facebook. He breathed a warm breath next to her ears, and the singing lyrics of Kunqu in his mouth: "It is like a beautiful family member, like the water flowing years, the answer is to answerChildren are leisurely, pity yourself in the boudoir. "

一路上颜浅都缩在车的角落里，尽量与他保持最远的距离，以青反而觉得她的行为有趣又可爱，硬是拉了她的手放在自己膝头。

Yan Qian was shrinking in the corner of the car along the way, trying to keep the farthest distance from him. Instead, she felt that her behavior was interesting and cute, and she pulled her hand on her knees.

颜浅敢怒不敢言，垂着脑袋不再说话，好不容易到了自家府邸，临下车前他的一句“明日再来拜访”吓得她几乎魂飞魄散。

Yan Qian dared to say that she didn't speak with her head down, and she finally went to his house. Before he got out of the car, his sentence "Come again tomorrow" scared her almost soul.

回了房之后默默流了一阵眼泪，满心的委屈不知该向谁倾诉，这种难以启齿的事不好跟爹娘说，更不好让外人知道。思来想去，她拿出了写给君引的信，提了笔又放下，心绪难平。眼泪又流了下来，把先前写的几句也给糊掉了。

After returning to the room, I shed tears silently, and I didn't know who to talk to whom. This kind of difficult thing was not easy to tell my father and mother, and it was even difficult to let outsiders know.Thinking about it, she took out the letter to Jun Yin, put it down and put it down, and her mood was difficult.The tears flowed again, and the a few words I wrote were confused.

在她过往的年月里，几时被人这样折辱过。今天躲过去了，那明天，后天呢。

When she had been humiliated in the past, she was humiliated like this.I avoided it today, that day, the day after tomorrow.

扔了笔伏在床头，在心里布了数十个计划，无非是逃家、找个地方躲起来之类的，都是会连累陈家的计划，不宜实施，于是又一一被自己否定掉。

Throwing the pen and lying on the bedside, I put dozens of plans in my heart. It is nothing more than running away from home, finding a place to hide, etc. It will affect the Chen family's plan.Lose.

胡思乱想了半宿，也不知道什么时候睡了过去，衣服都没换。

I thought about half -hostel, and I didn't know when I fell asleep, and I didn't change my clothes.