Lost good looks or lost girlfriend?

The existence of An.

Seen a messy room full of dirty tissues, and me sitting pensively full of tears. I heard someone knocking on my door.

"Knock...knock...knock..." a soft knock on the door could still be heard clearly in my ears.

I immediately said "Who?".

The person outside immediately replied, "This is uncle, uncle Chan!"

I heard the answer that immediately tidied this room. I immediately took the dirty tissues that were scattered about, then threw them in the trash. I immediately did my makeup to keep it looking neat, in front of the mirror I saw my eyes were red from crying. I didn't want my uncle to worry about me, so I immediately went to the bathroom and washed my face until my red eyes returned to normal.

After that, I immediately approached the door. Take a breath and open the door. I saw my uncle was at the door with a straight face.

"What's wrong uncle?" I asked as if nothing had happened to me.