Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

Chapter 136 Oscars Owe You an Oscar

1:30 PM.

There weren't many people in the movie theater. After all, watching a domestic horror film like "The Village Corpse," which sounds like a money laundering scheme just from its title, at midday is a bit of a strange experience.

The two sat in the last row of couple seats.

The light here is dim.

The movie begins.

It must be said that although the plot of this movie is terrible, the sound effects are top-notch and create a truly eerie atmosphere.

The mournful sound of the suona, the flickering candlelight, and a female ghost wearing red embroidered shoes, wandering around the well at the village entrance without washing her face.

When the female ghost suddenly turned around for the first time, her deathly pale face slammed onto the screen with a "duang" sound—

"hiss……"

Xie Wang gasped, his body jerking violently as if he had been electrocuted.

Immediately following, this national gold medalist, who had just been dominating in front of Teacher Huang and claiming to have crushed Tsinghua and Peking Universities, was...

With an extremely smooth posture, he tilted 45 degrees to the right, and most of his body shrank into Su Qinghe's sphere of influence.

In his panic, he grabbed Su Qinghe's wrist with one hand.

He leaned his head against her shoulder, buried his face in her scarf, and his voice trembled slightly:

"Teacher Su... I'm scared, this sound effect is making my heart pound."

Su Qinghe glanced down at the large head leaning on his shoulder.

Her heart remained completely unmoved:

Xie Wang, your acting is really bad.

Just two seconds before the female ghost appeared, you were clearly playing with my zipper out of boredom.

Now that the female ghost has appeared, you're only just starting to tremble? Isn't your reaction time a bit too long?

and……

Su Qinghe felt the wrist that was being held by him.

His palms were dry and warm, without a trace of cold sweat.

This isn't fear.

This is clearly taking advantage of someone.

"Thank you for your vain."

Su Qinghe stared straight ahead at the five-cent special effects-laden female ghost on the screen, his voice calm:

"If you're really scared, close your eyes. Don't scream that you're scared while squeezing my hand."

"I don't."

Xie Wang was self-righteous and assertive:

"I want to see. I need to build up my courage, and besides, holding your hand... makes me feel safe."

"Yeah?"

Su Qing suddenly flipped her hand over and placed her two slender fingers precisely on Xie Wang's wrist pulse.

"let me see……"

Su Qinghe felt it like an old Chinese medicine doctor:

"Your pulse is steady and strong, about 75 beats per minute, a very standard resting heart rate. Xie, your body is very honest; it's telling me—you're not afraid at all."

Xie Wang froze.

Great!

He quickly realized what was happening, immediately clutched his chest, and began to spout nonsense with a straight face:

"That's because...because I'm pretending to be calm! Actually, I'm panicking like crazy! Really! If you don't believe me, touch my chest! It's all an act!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Su Qinghe's hand and pressed it onto his chest muscles.

"Get lost!" Su Qinghe laughed and pushed him away. "You scoundrel."

Although she verbally expressed her disdain and called him childish, she didn't pull her hand away until the movie ended.

……

After leaving the movie theater, Xie Wang finally felt comfortable switching back to serious mode.

Although he was still complaining that "the horror movies these days are getting worse and worse," he looked radiant.

"Ahem, to make up for the fright I just had..."

Xie Wang glanced around and pointed to a jewelry store on the roadside, decorated in pink and brightly lit:

"Hey, that shop looks nice, shall we go in and take a look?"

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows, filled with sparkly hair clips, earrings, and necklaces.

Without saying a word, Xie Wang pulled Su Qinghe into the shop.

As soon as I entered, a stylishly dressed saleswoman with a mouth full of honey greeted me.

"Wow--!"

The sales assistant's eyes lit up; her sincere gaze was irresistible.

"This young couple is so good-looking! They're like they stepped out of a manga! Their height difference is just perfect!"

"Handsome guys and beautiful girls, come in and take a look! We just got our newest items, and we're really looking for models as good-looking as you to try them on!"

Xie Wang was quite pleased with this flattery. He pointed to the black velvet headband studded with pearls in the counter:

"Um, give it to her to try."

The sales assistant quickly took it out and carefully put it on Su Qinghe.

The black velvet made Su Qinghe's skin glow, instantly giving her a cool and noble aura.

"My God! You look stunning!" the sales assistant exclaimed. "Beautiful lady, it's such a shame you don't wear makeup! Your bone structure is amazing!"

The sales assistant pressed her advantage, pulling out an eyeshadow palette and several lipsticks, her eyes gleaming with eagerness.

"We're having a promotion today: free makeup trial with any purchase! I'll just give you a quick scan, and I guarantee you'll look like an angel! Handsome, wouldn't you like to see your girlfriend look different?"

Xie Wang leaned against the counter, looking at the girl with slightly flushed cheeks in the mirror.

He nodded without hesitation: "Yes, thank you for your help, sister."

"Okay! Leave it to me!"

Su Qinghe initially wanted to refuse, but thought it would be too much trouble.

But seeing Xie Wang's expectant eyes in the mirror, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Forget it.

Since he wants to see it... let's give it a try.

Over the next ten minutes, Su Qinghe experienced firsthand what Asian sorcery truly meant.

The sales assistant was very quick.

There wasn't that heavy, influencer-style makeup.

I just applied a thin layer of foundation to brighten my eyes, swept some earth-toned eyeshadow to reduce puffiness, and then drew a very thin inner eyeliner with a slight upward flick at the outer corner.

Finally, I chose a retro red matte lipstick and applied a thin layer.

"Alright! Open your eyes!" The sales assistant snapped her fingers.

Su Qinghe slowly opened his eyes.

The person in the mirror still has those familiar features.

But it felt like my whole being was illuminated.

Those clear, bright eyes became even more deep and expressive because of the eyeliner. As their gaze shifted, they lost some of their usual aloofness and gained a more alluring charm.

Her lips, which were originally somewhat pale, were now full and rosy, like a ripe cherry, making one want to... kiss them.

The black velvet headband held down her slightly messy hair, revealing her refined and smooth jawline.

Breathtaking beauty.

Xie Wang looked at Su Qinghe, who had turned around.

He had seen Su Qinghe doing practice problems in her school uniform, seen her looking drowsy in her pajamas, and seen her vulnerable when she was sick.

But I've never seen her like this before... with a touch of aggressive beauty.

My heart felt like it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my throat, making my eardrums ring.

Su Qinghe blushed under his intense gaze and awkwardly touched her burning cheeks.

"Isn't it... weird? Is it too thick? Maybe I should go remove it..."

"Not surprising."

Xie Wang suddenly stepped forward, taking a single stride to stand in front of her. His tall figure blocked the view of everyone around him, even the saleswoman's maternal smile.

He reached out, his fingertips trembling, and gently touched the hairband behind her ear, his eyes as deep as an abyss:

"Teacher Su."

"Hmm?" Su Qinghe's heart raced, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Xie Wang leaned closer to her:

"From now on... I don't want you to wear makeup anymore."

"Why?" Su Qinghe was taken aback.

"Because it's so beautiful."

Su Qinghe's face turned bright red instantly.

"Let's buy this headband, and the lipstick, eyeshadow, and blush we just used...

……

It was almost dark when I left the jewelry store.

Su Qinghe hadn't removed her makeup; she was still wearing the headband.