Chapter 94 Six, pick off the sores on the face

It may be because of the process of the retest and because I feel good about myself, I put the unlucky AIDS test aside.I also paid more and more attention to the attitude of the girls on campus towards me. I never dared to pay too much attention to those girls before, but recently I seem to be getting a lot of attention from girls, so I took the courage to observe more. Some girls probably have a crush on me, and they smile sweetly when they look at me, probably because they think I'm handsome, but some girls seem to hate me, they also look at me, but they all have A disdainful look, as if seeing something nasty.This contrast is very strange, some girls seem to like me very much, while others seem to hate me very much.

Ever since I met Miao Miao, I've been noticed by girls. Could it be possible to have sex with beautiful women to unlock my masculinity?I gave myself a rather far-fetched answer like this. Of course, it would be great if I could be more handsome, I thought so. I am very aware of my appearance. My nose is flat, my forehead is not full, my face is not good-looking, my chin is big, my eyes are double eyelids, but they are not big, and I don’t have much look. Plus, I have been mediocre since childhood Very, I don't have much confidence in myself, which makes my temperament very ordinary.The most uncomfortable thing for me is the deep and shallow pits left on my face due to the proliferation of acne, and the red and dark acne on my face that have not subsided yet.Because of these pimples, my mother was very worried. She once took me to see a doctor, but they couldn’t get a cure. I’m in my senior year, and I’m almost 22 years old. Seven or eight acne.In addition, I was dressed in a rustic and foreign way, which made the last point of attracting girls' attention gone.

This made me use the mirror to take a good look at my face after the stinky Li Xuegao finally didn't use the only big mirror in the dormitory before the lights were turned off in the dormitory at night. I touched my face by myself, it was very rough, those pimples were still itchy to the touch, I gently poked the biggest pimple on the cheekbone with a finger, it was so fucking ugly, when Only then can it be good.Some of the pits on my face were left by infection after I squeezed them with my hands before I went to the hospital to see the problems on my face. Therefore, I don’t dare to pick these pimples at all now.However, today I felt like I was going crazy, I was still rubbing gently at first, but then I increased my strength.Why does this acne seem to be able to be picked off?I rubbed my hands vigorously, and I actually felt that the bottom of the acne was cracked, like a scab, and a small part was detached from my face.

Can't really pick it off!I thought to myself, but how is this possible?Acne is connected with the skin, it is a piece of flesh.However, thinking about it this way, the more I picked this acne, the more it came out of my skin. Finally, I pulled it lightly, and the whole acne was strangely pulled off by me, as if this acne was just sticky. On my face, not growing out.I pinched the pimple in my hand. Although the pimple didn't grow much after it was removed, it still felt like fleshy skin when pinched on the tip of two fingers. I pinched it, and there was still pus inside. I hurriedly threw the pimple on the ground and continued to look at my face.The skin that was originally acne was smooth, as if there had never been any bumps at this location, but the color was lighter than other places. I rubbed it with my fingers, and it seemed that the color was consistent with the color of the skin next to it. I rubbed it vigorously again. After rubbing it, it turned out to be almost the same as the surrounding skin.

No way!I didn't know whether it was surprise or joy in my heart, but I didn't stop, and went to clean up another acne.Similarly, the second acne also let me pick it off smoothly, the effect is exactly the same, it seems that there has never been anything growing on that spot.But when I took a closer look, the small piece of skin where the acne was picked out seemed to have no pores. I was happy that there were no pores, and it would never grow again here. I quickened my hands and feet, and I picked out a total of four pimples, and then turned off the lights.But before turning off the lights, I looked in the mirror again, and my face suddenly looked much more comfortable.

After the lights are turned off, it’s usually time for dormitory night chats, and since we graduates have no classes, everyone talks even more.Of course, the re-examination of the three of us in the dormitory in the afternoon was the focus of discussion. For the first time, it was higher than women and future careers. Zhou Yu was always a chatterbox. He asked this and that, and Xie Wen dealt with it vaguely. Answering him, I kept concentrating on digging out the remaining pimples on my face, and I didn't have much energy to distract myself from chatting with him, so Zhao Liang naturally became the second protagonist.Zhao Liang was very excited all the time, because he felt good about himself, and his girlfriend, our "class flower" Li Lili, also took the retest and seemed to feel good too.So Zhao Liang sang about the husband and wife returning home, this Zhao Liang was very emotional, and his words were often out of breath, but Zhao Liang loved Li Lili from the ground up.

In the dormitory, except for the boss who basically didn’t say a word, everyone was chatting more or less and laughing non-stop. I picked out the last few pimples, touched my face, and felt extremely comfortable , also joined the gossip war.Well, I'm pretty good at talking nonsense. Li Xuegao suddenly interjected: "Boss, Boss, why don't you talk." The boss murmured, "Let's chat. I'm not in the mood." Zhao Liang didn't know what to do and said, "Boss, it's just that Liu Zhen has retested. You haven't. There's not only one way to stay in Beijing."

The boss, Chen Zhengwen, still snorted, "It's not so easy to stay in Beijing." Li Xuegao said: "Boss, Liu Zhen should like you, I can feel it, you must confess to him. You are so handsome, why not dare." , his facial features really look like the resolute underground party members in the TV series, especially when he is depressed, he really has a unique handsomeness. The boss Chen Zhengwen said: "Hey, you don't know. I..." Zhao Liang said: "You are afraid that Liu Zhen will reject you. I think Liu Zhen, our class monitor, actually has very high goals for boyfriends in his heart. My wife said that Liu Zhen did not go back to the dormitory to sleep several times. There may be men outside... ..."

Chen Zhengwen suddenly cursed angrily: "Zhao Liang, can you be a little virtuous? Did Liu Zhen mess with you?" Zhao Liang didn't show weakness either: "I've taken gunpowder, what's so fierce." Li Xuegao quickly smoothed things over: "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, everyone is trying to find a way." Xie Wen chuckled: "I think the boss and Liu Zhen really hit it off, but they didn't tell the truth." This guy Zhao Liang really has no morals, and he went on to say: "My wife said that Liu Zhen seems to be pregnant recently, and he always vomits..."

Chen Zhengwen sat up from the bed with a bang, and shouted, "Zhao Liang, say it again." Zhao Liang also sat up with a bang, and said, "What's the matter! It's great to be the boss, and no one is allowed to tell the truth!" Chen Zhengwen roared: "Your wife, Li Lili, who doesn't know that she is the most flirtatious in the whole hospital! You just screwed up a fucking shoe!" Zhao Liang probably couldn't bear it any longer, and blurted out swear words: "Fuck you fuck!..." Everyone knew that something was wrong, Zhou Yu jumped off the bed, pressed Zhao Liang who was sleeping on his top bunk, and Chen Zhengwen, who was opposite him, had already jumped off the bed.

Everyone got off the bed, tugging and tugging, and finally got the two of them back on the bed again. No one spoke anymore, Zhou Yu hummed: "Go to sleep, go to sleep." I was lying on the bed, feeling quite uncomfortable.The emotions of graduates are always so unstable. Love, affection, friendship, conflicts, tension, and pressure are intertwined. Everyone has their own concerns and is working hard for their own future. However, no one knows what their future will be. Sample.Just looking forward to, looking for, working hard. I sighed in my heart, why did God give us such a fragile and nervous stinky skin? Can't people become so that they don't need to eat, die, bleed and get hurt?If I were given a better body, I would certainly be willing to throw away this body and change into another.However, how can there be such a body? It's just a fantasy.But how is it that I can pick the pimples off my face?Is it time to insist on taking medicine?Whatever the reason, it's a good thing. The night was quiet, and the graduates next door were still yelling loudly. Someone must be drinking and crazy again. We graduates, the juniors, generally dare not mess with us.And downstairs outside the window, there are still men and women laughing presumptuously, those are the guys who come back from the apartment at night.The school's management of these bastards is relatively loose, which may be the privilege of the rich. The fifth son, Li Lijia, is he still in the bar, or is he lying in the arms of some woman?I always feel that Li Lijia will not have any good results.