[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

The Magic Capital of China, the Huangpu River Bridge.

The endless stream of crowds can't stop the coolness of the midsummer night, and the yellow river belt under the bridge is resplendent and resplendent with the lights of the city that never sleeps, resembling the magical light and shadow of a metropolis.

Zhu Qing took off her black unlined clothes, and stared at the distant Jiang Tianxian with a cigarette in her mouth. The girls passing by, whether they were single, with a partner, married or unmarried, couldn't help red when they saw her drooping eyebrows and eyes smoking. face.

A huge shadow of death hovered over Zhu Qing's head, like the sword of Damocles—persecution from herself.

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Zhu Qing has lived up to now and can perfectly demonstrate a sentence, truth is always more exciting and cruel than fiction.

The father is poor and humble, and the mother is prostitute.

It is a true portrayal of Zhu Qing's childhood.

——The evaluation of her father Rongcheng is not purely poor and lowly. She was born and raised on the land. What is poor is vision, and what is cheap is ambition.

The father who was born as the second son of the Rong family has enjoyed all the glory since he was a child. He has been involved in women, fine wine, banknotes, and chips. The baby Pimple was lucky enough to live under the hands of the shrewd boss Rongbai.

Zhu Qing's mother, Zhu Yanqing, coincidentally was the last headliner of the Red House that Rong Cheng had favored before the downfall of her family.

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It coincided with the sudden death of Mr. Rong and the change of the Rong family. Rong Bai, who had been impatient for a long time, mercilessly swept Rong Cheng's mother and son out of the house and exploited them completely.

——Poor Rongcheng is really an ignorant waste, he is probably lighter than his brother on the scale when he digs out his brain.

For a while, Rongcheng became the laughing stock of the devil's city, and the phoenix was not as good as the chicken, ridiculed and reviled everywhere.

Unfortunately, Rongcheng, who was about to go crazy, was once again raped by Zhu Yanqing who had a ulterior motive - this woman coveted the Rong family's wealth and designed to become pregnant with his second child, and planned to use this to coerce him to spit out a large sum of money.

Unexpectedly, she was held back by Rongcheng's sweet words, who had nowhere to go, and painted a beautiful blueprint for her in good words-what gave birth to a big fat boy to settle in the Rong's family, and what was the dream of being a young mistress with infinite beauty-this narrow-minded The man planned to give birth to a child by borrowing his abdomen, then get rid of this stupid woman, and borrow the child to return to Rong's family.

What he did was also a cunning way. In Shanghai, everyone knew that the boss of the Rong family was a poor man who couldn't bear children.

Zhu Yanqing is also a brainless idiot, she immediately agrees with enthusiasm - is it a financial newspaper that you don't usually read?The Rong family didn't know about such a big event.

Thus, Xiao Zhuqing was born under the expectation of adults with dirty minds and ghosts.

It's a pity that she is a girl, a girl who can see from birth that she will never be ugly in the future.

I still remember that when the nurse came out of the delivery room, Rongcheng anxiously took off the swaddling clothes to check the gender, completely ignoring the baby's small body shivering from the cold winter wind. Burning with anger, he grabbed the swaddle and threw it heavily on the floor. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of phlegm in disgust, and said viciously: "Why is it a woman!" Then he left without looking back—and never looked back. appeared.

——Fortunately, the nurse was quick to catch Xiao Zhuqing who was about to be thrown to the ground.

Human tragedy.

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In the cold eyes of the people around him and the quarrels of his biological mother in childhood, Xiao Zhu learned to greet people with a smile on his face early in the morning.

Every time Zhu Erqing is tortured by the benefactor with various methods, he will always cry sharply and chase Xiao Zhuqing crazily: "Why are you not a boy?! Why!"

Zhu Qing has seen all the ugly faces of men, those who are greedy for color and flattery, those who are full of lust, those who look at red eyes, those who do disgusting things with distorted faces, and those who are evil—these men were all brought home by Zhu Erqing, and they tasted everything. The little Zhuqing could only close her eyes tightly when her mother was riding and screaming on other men, buried her head, and trembled to hide her increasingly outstanding appearance.

Finally, at the age of 10, Zhu Qing was locked at home by Zhu Yanqing, listening to her talking with a strange woman outside the door, saying that she was going to sell her to the red light district, and she was taught to sell her for a good price when she was young. The little girl was struck by lightning.

From that moment on, the last connection between her and Zhu Yanqing was also severed.

That night, Zhu Qing squeezed out from between the fences of the dilapidated balcony—the height of the third floor—with her thin body that had been hungry since she was a child. She broke her leg on the spot, and the mark can still be seen on her left ankle until now. to exception.

Just like that, the little girl also dragged her blood and left resolutely, like a wounded little lone wolf.

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Zhu Qing pinched the cigarette with his yellowed fingers, took a sip, and felt that his eyelashes were a little wet.

——In these years, she really suffered from everything.

From the time she was ten years old, she could only beg on the street, and then she followed gangsters as thugs, ran errands, stole, sold, prostituted, smuggled, smuggled, sold drugs, and even trafficked people. She had done it more than once.Later, it became big, selling armies, fire, organs on the black market, and intelligence—to become one of the few people who speak the same words in the underworld in South China, she can be said to have tasted blood and tears.

——After all, she was 12 years old when someone grabbed her hand for the first time when she picked up a bag, and she dared to slash that person's hand with a knife in a second.

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Zhu Qing looked at the surface of the Huangpu River, his shoulder-length black hair fluttering in the night wind, he looked harmless to humans and animals, his beauty was lacklustre and thrilling, like a mental patient.

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She realized early on that she was gay, and possibly a t.

Accompanied by me has always been a docile and beautiful girl like a lamb.

But her heart has always been empty, like a bottomless black hole swallowing Foehn - she was hated and thrown away by various means since she was a child, her deep and resentment for loneliness has already penetrated deep into her bones, she fears it more than die.

Until the age of 25, in the beautiful and religious Italy, the poetic and charming Venice, she happened to save Su Jing who was captured by the contacted mafia—her teary eyes were as innocent and pitiful as new rain , shimmering, crashed into the bottom of Zhu Qing's heart.

Almost instantly she felt like, oh god, this girl is totally mine and won't abandon me again.

Then the facts slapped her loudly.

——Three years of cherishing and protecting are not as good as the casual hook of a wild man outside.

Zhu Qing's eyes sank, and Su Jing's charmingly smiling face floated in front of his eyes again—at the moment when he broke the gun, seeing the panicked expressions of Su Jing and the man, Zhu Qing didn't feel angry, but felt that Dejected.

In an instant, the woman was overwhelmed by the cold feeling of being abandoned again, the sense of betrayal climbed up her spinal cord, and the suffocating loneliness was like a sea of ​​ice engulfing her.

At that moment, she realized that she didn't call Su Jing at all—it wasn't even pity.It was just that she was a poor wretch yearning for the company of others.

What she longed for has always been just the company of a person who will never leave—for this, she is willing to dig out her heart and sacrifice everything.

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"...What a life of failure." Zhu Qing muttered in a low voice, and wiped out the cigarette end with his callused fingers. He didn't feel the pain, and laughed a few times, looking at the endlessly rushing Huangpu River under his high feet. He turned over and jumped off the bridge.

There was a scream from the bridge:

"Ah! Someone jumped into the river!"

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Zhao Qingyang was flying in the sky with her moldy somersault cloud at a speed of 40 miles per hour. The white and plump lamb was in a ball, and its dark green eyes looked sadly at the dense crowd at its feet.

——The eyes are full of pure white ordinary souls, and there is no [color indicator] with a [talent skill].

The lamb swept his eyebrows and rubbed his sheep's hooves, and bleated twice-how can he find the host if this goes on like this!

Zhao Qingyang chewed the prongs melancholy, took out a piece of crispy corn tortilla from under the hot belly, and gnawed it.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a person out of the corner of her eye, and was stunned for a moment—oh Lord God, what kind of creation is this!

She has thin bones and a very tall stature. A simple black vest was worn by her abruptly, revealing the romance of the steampunk period. The dark hair tail moved slightly, revealing a pale and shining chin, and the temperament swaying around her It is as sharp and painful as cold metal, and as inclusive and bottomless as the dark night.

As soft as an angel, as handsome as a devil.

Zhao Qingyang couldn't take his eyes off his eyes, he bleated and screamed!

——What's more important is that the color of this soul is no longer pure white, but blood black, which represents the color of [Ominous Talent] and [Intense Talent].

Oh shit!This looks like a person with great talent and skills!Zhao Qingyang stamped his hooves excitedly!

Then Yangyang saw that the excrement shoveler he had just taken a fancy to had a look of lovelessness, and jumped into the river neatly.

Zhao Qingyang: ...

Damn!Shit shovel officer, don't be too hard on it!Yangyang hasn't bound you yet!

The little lamb was so scared that he immediately got up with a grunt, took half a piece of corn cake in his mouth, and jumped down resolutely!

however--

"Oh shit! I forgot about the high altitude at this time—!"