Half angel, half rakshasa.
The breath of death spread in the room.
The atmosphere is eerie to scary.
Goddess Wanwan: The whole family understands the rumors? Rumor has it that a girl is disfigured. Do these Sima media have nothing else to report? Making fake news all day long, isn’t your family so hot that you cremated your family
[right! ! Unless the goddess herself speaks out, I will never believe it!]
[Fuck it, sisters report it, I'm about to be nauseated.]
[To be honest, I’m a fan, don’t criticize me (I’m yours) Wanwan hasn’t shown up for several days, do you remember where they went to train before? As a result, I returned overnight that night. I absolutely don't believe that nothing happened during the period.]
[Idiot upstairs, don't forget to put gold on your face, don't like Wanwan, Wanwan is not worthy of nt's liking. It rained heavily during the military training that day, and if they didn't go back, did they stay where they were in the rain? Moreover, it has been raining for at least a week, so the military training has ended early, okay?]
[SJW has so many fan dramas, if she is really okay, she would have come out to refute the rumors. If you don't speak now, maybe something really happened.]
[I have a netizen who is from Fengcheng Film Academy. I heard that Song Jingwan was not in the military training team that day, and did not go to class these days. How the specific truth is depends on what the official says.]
…
"Yoyao, have you read Weibo?"
"Huh? Which one?"
Song Yaoyao has been bored these past few days, and has read everything from major national affairs to celebrity gossip. When Tang Xinrou asked, she didn't react at all.
"Song Jingwan!"
Tang Xinrou was speechless, rolled her eyes, and stuffed the sliced apple into Song Yaoyao's mouth.
"Oh, her."
After being fed suddenly, Song Yaoyao's cheeks bulged, like a hamster, wriggling its mouth slowly.
The previous paleness and morbidity seemed to be hallucinations. She had a rosy complexion at home these days, but her ankle was sprained and she had to rest.
Seeing that she didn't take Song Jingwan's news to heart at all, Tang Xinrou pinched her face, "Aren't you curious about whether her disfigurement is true or not?"
Song Yaoyao has quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbing the mindless person who is about to slip away, hugging her in her arms and masturbating.
To save face, he asked: "Then, is it true or false?"
"of course it's true!"
Tang Xinrou rubbed her hands together, excited.
"She was also unlucky. She was also on the mountain that night. I don't know why she went up." Tang Xinrou didn't think that Song Jingwan was looking for Song Yaoyao. "Anyway, we were looking for you. When we found you, we rushed to see you off." Go to the hospital. I didn’t see it with my own eyes, but someone told me later.”
It turned out that it might have been a rainy day and the road was slippery that night, and Song Jingwan didn't bring a flashlight.
She fell down the mountain, and her face was cut by a sharp stone. It is said that the bones were deep enough, and that face was finished.
But everyone present at the scene, when they mentioned that scene, they all sighed.
Some even rubbed their arms with horror.
Described as a scene in a ghost movie, Song Jingwan lay softly on the ground and had passed out for a long time. In her ears, the water in those small puddles turned pink.
All were stained red with blood.
The injury did not seek medical treatment in time, coupled with the rain washing away the infection, the best suture time was missed.
In short, the doctor said that unless plastic surgery is done, the scars on my face will never be removed in this life.