先锋影音自拍亚洲欧美

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[It was no longer the old woman selling masks that suddenly caused Wu Jinhai to stop in his tracks. Not only did he still remember the boy named “ChenChen” who saved him six years ago, but he also remembered the boy’s mother who looked very worried when little ChenChen refused to open his eyes after accidentally giving him his Power Crystal.

Whether it was six years ago or today, Wu Jinhai still thought that the woman was beautiful. Her hair was long, brown, and shining in the sun today, and even her lips had a rosy tint that glistened as the owner smiled at the masked man. However, the woman’s facial feature that might catch people’s attention was probably her doe eyes which look bright and pure.

Six years ago, Wu Jinhai was astonished by the woman’s beauty even though he was only a nine-year-old boy back then, and today he also couldn’t immediately turn away from that woman when he was already fifteen years old.

He had grown up, and the woman must have aged too, but Wu Jinhai somehow assumed that the woman did not look any older. Her hair was still completely brown, and even the skin on her face was free of wrinkles. It was as if times had only changed for Wu Jinhai but not moved for the woman, and that was why only Wu Jinhai looked older than when they first met six years ago.

Just now, the woman suddenly started a conversation with him when he was about to leave the old woman’s stall, and Wu Jinhai could see how the woman was standing a few meters in front of him.

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A gentle smile appeared on the woman’s face, and Wu Jinhai even brought his feet to move closer toward her until there were only two feet between the two strangers.

Yes, Wu Jinhai did think that the two of them were strangers even though they met six years ago. It was because the woman was the only one who knew his name, but he did not know about the woman’s name and identity.

“Do you think my mask is beautiful?” Wu Jinhai asked the woman wearing a beautiful purple hanfu.

It looked like purple suited that woman very well. Her skin looked like the white snow amidst lilacs, and it made her look even more beautiful in Wu Jinhai’s eyes.

There was a reason why Wu Jinhai asked the woman that question. This was the first time he had heard someone praise his mask other than his father. No one knew the truth behind the drawing on the golden mask, but it was actually a drawing his mother made when she was alive.

His mother loved to draw everything even if her skills couldn’t be said to be outstanding. She had a book where she drew everything she wanted to draw, and Wu Jinhai received the book from his father after his mother died. Before his mother was kidnapped and killed in the river, she happened to draw a mask in her book, and there was a simple pattern on the mask.

Wu Jinhai loved her mother very much, and he treasured every masterpiece left by his mother, and that was why he decided to make his mother’s last drawing into reality. That was the story behind the golden mask with the simple pattern as a decoration.

Most people said that the design was ugly, and only Wu Jinhai and his father appreciated it. Therefore, Wu Jinhai looked interested when the woman suddenly complimented the drawing on his mask.

“Yes, it is beautiful,” the woman replied, and a smile remained on her face. “Sometimes, something looks beautiful because it’s unique, and it would look even more beautiful if it was made by someone special. I can somehow tell that your mask fits that description, young man.”

Wu Jinhai still remembered how the woman called him “little boy,” but after six years had passed, the way the woman addressed him had also changed. Somehow, it sounded interesting to Wu Jinhai’s ears, and he smiled behind his mask.

“You are right. The drawing on my mask was designed by my mother. This is her last drawing before she died,” replied the young man in red.

Hearing how the man had responded, the woman suddenly fell silent as she furrowed her brows as if trying to remember something. The woman said nothing, but Wu Jinhai did not urge her to respond.

“Have we met somewhere before, young man?” Finally, the woman’s response came, and Wu Jinhai’s smile grew wider after hearing it.

“We met six years ago,” Wu Jinhai answered honestly. “I have changed so much after six years, but you still manage to recognize me. I really appreciate it.”

Wu Jinhai had just confirmed the woman’s suspicions, and the woman finally removed the wrinkles on her forehead and replaced them with another beautiful smile on her face.

“It’s your voice that I managed to recognize. It might deepen with age, but somehow I still feel a sense of familiarity,” the woman replied. “It feels really good to see you again today, and I can see that you are living well now, Xiao Wu.”

Suddenly, they looked like old friends rather than two strangers when the woman suddenly addressed Wu Jinhai in a friendly manner. Wu Jinhai was the Prince of Wu Li, and not everyone could call him that. However, he didn’t look offended, on the contrary, he was glad that the woman could still remember his name.

“I’m living well now,” Wu Jinhai replied. “How is ChenChen doing now? You told me to live well, and I succeeded in realizing what you wanted. Now I am curious about your son. I will feel very guilty if he doesn’t live well.”

Wu Jinhai assumed that there was nothing wrong with ChenChen judging how that woman could appear with a full smile in front of him, but he still felt the need to ask her for confirmation.

And after hearing his question, the woman’s smile grew wider as she replied, “My ChenChen is living well now. He is the Prince of Dong Lang, and maybe you can meet him one day.”]