I Share the Same Face with a Monster - Chapter 20

Chapter 58

Later, someone asked me what it felt like to have my face borrowed by a monster.

I thought about it for a long time.

“Like someone had finally taken something very heavy away from you.”

“And then you realize that no matter how heavy it was, it was still yours.”

The host didn’t understand.

But she didn’t press me.

That was good.

Not everything needs to be explained clearly in front of a camera.

After the interview ended, Zhou Yan handed me a cup of warm water.

“You weren’t disgusted today.”

I took it from him.

“Was it that obvious?”

“Mm.”

“What about you?”

He thought for a moment.

“I wasn’t hungry either.”

We looked at each other for a while.

Then he suddenly said, “Xu Zhiyi, I have a little of my own face now.”

“Mm.”

“Maybe one day it’ll grow in completely.”

“That’s good.”

He was quiet for a long time.

“What if I’m not good-looking?”

I nearly choked on my water.

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“You actually care about that?”

Zhou Yan said seriously, “Everyone else does.”

“Don’t learn that from them.”

“Then do you care?”

I looked at him.

The eyes he had just grown gazed at me quietly.

When he had no face, he was as dangerous as a void.

Now that he had eyes, he somehow made my heart soften even more.

I said, “Not really.”

“Not really?”

“Don’t set your expectations too high.”

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes.

“Okay.”

Seeing him like that, something suddenly stirred in my chest.

“But I hope it’s your own.”

He looked up.

I said, “Even if it’s ugly.”

“Don’t borrow mine.”

He said softly, “Mm.”

After a while, he added, “It won’t be ugly.”

I couldn’t help laughing out loud.

He looked at me.

This time, he smiled too.

It was very faint.

But it was truly his smile.

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After that, the mirror in my bathroom was replaced with a new one.

An ordinary mirror. Bright. No monsters.

At least, most of the time there weren’t.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, when I was halfway through removing my makeup, I would see Zhou Yan standing by the door in the mirror.

He had already grown the bridge of a nose and the faint outline of lips.

Still incomplete.

But whether he was good-looking or not didn’t seem all that important anymore.

I asked, “Peeking again?”

He shook his head.

“Passing by.”

“Passing by the bathroom?”

“Mm.”

I threw a cotton pad at him.

He caught it and put it back on the sink.

“Xu Zhiyi.”

“What?”

He looked at me in the mirror.

“Do you still hate this face today?”

I looked into the mirror too.

The woman inside looked a little tired.

There were faint bluish shadows under her eyes.

Her makeup was only half removed, so she wasn’t exactly pretty.

But she looked like me.

I said, “It’s all right.”

Zhou Yan took a step closer, then stopped again.

“Then can I look?”

I turned to look at him.

He stood half a meter away, his eyes quiet, his fingers hanging at his sides.

He was clearly a monster born from my own disgust.

And yet he had learned to wait for my permission before coming closer.

I tossed the cotton pad into the trash.

“Only for a little while.”

Zhou Yan asked, “How long is a little while?”

I smiled.

“Until I don’t want to be looked at anymore.”

He nodded.

“Okay.”

In the mirror, we stood side by side.

One face finally belonged to me.

The other was still slowly growing in.

The End