It's not my fault to be ugly

Yu Wenning was on the phone to ask a friend out to play, his father came in with someone, and when he heard what he said, he immediately scolded: "You son of a bitch, if you don't learn well all day long, you'll just fool around with some dubious people!"

The secretary next to him smiled and comforted: "Master Yuwen is a boy after all, he can't stay at home like a girl."

"If he learns well, it's fine, he spends all day with people whose backgrounds he doesn't know..." Yuwen's father was still scolding angrily, but Yuwenning gave him a blank look, and walked out on the phone.

"Look at him! You don't even think of me as a father!" Yuwen's father became even more furious, jumping up and chasing Yuwenning and cursing.

"He will be sensible when he grows up!" the secretary hurriedly comforted him.

Yu Wenning rubbed his ears, not caring how angry his father was.He slouched into the car, folded his long legs together, his boots were still stained with snow, and he was about to step on the windshield. The driver knew everything about this precious bump of Yuwen's family, and he didn't dare to offend him. He asked eagerly, "Master, where are you going?"

"The old place." Yu Wenning waved his hand, and continued to explain to the other end of the phone: "Bring all your girlfriends, it's more fun."

He shook his eyebrows, and said casually: "Call Zhuo Ying, too. He left as soon as I went last time, it's too embarrassing for me!"

Over there, he patted his chest and promised to pull Zhuo Ying over.Yu Wenning hung up the phone in satisfaction, humming along, and asked the driver to take him to the club he often played.

Soon enough people came, Yuwen Ning asked someone to push a cart full of champagne in, men and women cheered loudly, champagne was sprayed everywhere.

Zhuo Ying came very late, and he was the only one.Yu Wenning frowned. Ma Weiyi beside him was the roundworm in his stomach. He immediately understood what he was thinking, and walked over to ask Zhuo Ying, "Where's your girlfriend? Didn't you say that you want to bring your girlfriend here?"

"Why do you have to bring your girlfriend? He's resting at home."

"Where is her home? I'll pick her up." Ma Wei was about to go out as soon as he took out the key.

"Why are you so excited! He's my girlfriend, not yours!"

"You said you wanted to bring a girlfriend, why are you so ignorant of the rules!" Ma Wei asked impatiently, "I'll pick her up now! Where does she live?"

"He lives in my house."

"Live... in your house?" Ma Wei stopped breathing.Yu Wenning on the side was drinking, but the champagne in his hand didn't move at all.

Zhuo Ying was triumphant, and couldn't stop making up nonsense: "He is my fiancee, of course he wants to live in my house."

"You guys, did you pass that one?" Ma Wei asked Zhuo Ying in a mysteriously lowered voice, his face flushed.Yu Wenning had to get closer.

"That...that's not yet. I'm still a student." Zhuo Ying felt a little embarrassed, he drank a sip of wine, and felt a little fuzzy, feeling the gradually warming atmosphere in the room, as if there was a hand in his heart Fiddled, as if Feng Dingkun had really become his fiancée, the whole person was in a trance: "But sooner or later it will be!"

Ma Wei was short of breath, envious and jealous, bit his lips, and asked, "How did you and your fiancée meet?"

"Well..." Zhuo Ying thought for a while: "Her father owes my old man a lot of money, so they gave her to me."

He talked about running the train, and thought it was very funny in his heart, thinking that he would tell Feng Dingkun when he went back later, Feng Dingkun would laugh so that he could write novels.At this time, Yu Wenning couldn't help but interjected: "How much does their family owe your family?"

"It's not too much, 5000 million."

"Just, just for 5000 million, to give her to you?" Ma Wei stretched out his hand exaggeratedly, looked at Yu Wenning and said with a smile: "Master Yu Wen, the sum of your cars is more than this."

Yu Wenning snorted, turned and walked away.

Zhuo Ying smiled and asked Ma Weiyi: "Do you still want to see my girlfriend?"

Ma Wei's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the desire on his face could not be concealed.Zhuo Ying was so proud that she almost wanted to fly in the sky, she smiled and said: "Then ask her to pick me up later, and you will be able to see it."

He called Feng Dingkun while drinking, saying that he was drunk, and begged him to come and pick him up.

"Can't you ask Uncle Chen to pick him up?" Uncle Chen is their driver.

"Uncle Chen asked for leave today!" Seeing that he didn't want to come, Zhuo Ying almost rolled over the phone: "I treat you so well, I don't even want to ask you to pick me up. Okay, then let me Just drive back by yourself, it doesn’t matter if you get hit anyway, it’s not like you haven’t been hit before.”

Hearing what he said, Feng Dingkun immediately lost his temper, so he could only agree, "Give me the address."

Zhuo Ying quickly reported the address, and said: "The friends who asked us to hang out last time are also here, so remember to dress up when you come!"

When Feng Dingkun heard that he wanted to wear women's clothing again, he was so angry that he almost went backwards: "Didn't you say last time that it would be the last time!"

"Yeah! But this time there is no way! If you wear men's clothes, don't they know you are a boy? Then what's the point of you wearing women's clothes last time? It's okay if I was exposed by them as a lie , but I'm afraid you will be regarded as a pervert with a womanizer!"

Feng Dingkun had nothing to say, and hung up the phone angrily.

Yuwen Ning was leaning against the wall bored, and his family called to urge him to go back. He glanced at his phone and simply turned it off.He sighed, glanced at the men and women in the hall, and went outside alone to light a cigarette.

At this moment, the elevator opened with a ding, and a tall figure came out of it, wearing a long woolen skirt, a long slim down jacket, and a cashmere scarf around his neck, revealing only a white face. His lips were pale with cold, and he had obviously just stepped out of the ice and snow.

When he saw Yu Wenning, he was stunned immediately, and he hesitated for two seconds before walking over.

Yu Wenning involuntarily held his breath.

He always felt that he was crooked, but now it seems that he is not so completely crooked.

Just when Feng Dingkun walked past him bravely, he suddenly pulled him back, which startled Feng Dingkun and almost thought he recognized him.

But obviously Yu Wenning didn't.He reached into Feng Dingkun's pocket, took out his mobile phone with a corner exposed, and made a call without any explanation.

Feng Dingkun was inexplicably startled by his behavior, staring at him with wide eyes, with a dazed expression of not knowing why.

Yu Wenning heard the voice of "the number you dialed has been turned off" coming from the phone, and immediately wanted to stab himself with a knife.Seeing Feng Dingkun looking at him all the time, his face became hot immediately, he returned the phone to him in a hurry, and said, "Just now you dialed my number with your phone. That is my phone number... contact me when you are free." ah!"

Feng Dingkun felt that his inexplicable intercourse was simply flirting with a girl forcibly.With such poor skills, it's no wonder that after following Lu Mingran for so many years, he finally let himself succeed.

He put away his phone, glared at Yu Wenning, walked into the hall, and looked for Zhuo Ying among the couples of dissolute men and women.

Yu Wenning's face was on fire, and he was so stupid that he was hopelessly shrunk into a ball.Originally, he wanted to snatch her mobile phone and call his own mobile phone number while the other party was not paying attention, so that he could get her mobile phone number.But it happened that I shut down the phone before!

Why do you want to shut down!Why should I be stupid in front of her? !

Yu Wenning was so ashamed that she wanted to cry.

At this time, Feng Dingkun had already found Zhuo Ying, brought someone out, and when he passed by Yu Wenning, the latter still refused to give up and said, "Contact me when you are free!"

Once in the car, Zhuo Ying immediately gossiped and asked, "What did Yu Wenning tell you?"

"I don't know, he's very inexplicable." Feng Dingkun took out his mobile phone and glanced at the number that hadn't been dialed: "He stopped me suddenly and used my mobile phone to dial his own number, but he didn't get through again."

"Maybe I want to use this method to give you his mobile phone number." Zhuo Ying snatched Feng Dingkun's mobile phone and saved Yu Wenning's number.

Feng Dingkun curled his lips: "It's useless for you to save it, and I won't contact him."

"It's okay! I'll contact you."

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Zhuo Ying didn't speak, but a narrow smirk appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Back home, Zhuoying fell asleep and fell asleep. The next day Feng Dingkun thought he had forgotten about Yuwenning, but Zhuoying called two photographers to come home. Pulled into my sister's room.

"Don't even think about it this time!" Feng Dingkun preemptively refused.

"Old Feng!" Zhuo Ying leaned on Feng Dingkun's body as if he had no bones, and entangled him: "Don't you want to see Yu Wenning's jokes? You obviously hate him so much."

Feng Dingkun seemed to be moved by what he said, and hesitated: "Then do you have any good ideas?"

"He's obviously interested in you in women's clothes now, haven't you noticed? I have a way to make him fall in love with you. If he finds out that the girl he fell in love with is a man, do you think he will break down and cry? "

Feng Dingkun thought for a while, became a little interested, and asked again: "Are you sure you can make him fall in love with me, I mean my women's clothing?"

"Of course!" Zhuo Ying assured, patting her chest.

"Okay!" Feng Dingkun rolled his eyes, just wearing women's clothing again can see Yu Wenning, this annoying ghost, make a fool of himself, this is a good deal!

Although it was cold and windy outside, the Zhuo family's house was always warm as spring. Feng Dingkun was wearing the skirt Zhuo Ying found for him, and sat there awkwardly, letting the photographer take pictures.

Zhuo Ying excitedly commanded him to move around, and kept pointing out the angles from which the photographers should shoot.

"This lady is beautiful no matter what angle she looks at, so you don't need to look for an angle." The photographer wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled heartily.

"But it makes more sense from this angle!" Zhuo Ying made a push-down gesture: "Do as I say!"

After nearly two hours of filming, it finally came to an end, and Feng Dingkun immediately went back to his room to change his clothes.

The photographers packed up their equipment, made an appointment with Zhuo Ying when to hand in the film, and left.Zhuo Ying walked back and forth excitedly, and returned to her room after a while, not knowing what he was doing.

Yu Wenning sat up a little restlessly, feeling that the floor heating in the room was too high and too hot.He lifted the quilt, went to the studio, opened the shelf, pasted the canvas, and casually painted an outline.

He started to learn painting when he was five years old. At the beginning, it was just for his family to let him calm down and cultivate himself. Now, painting has become a means for him to relieve his emotions when he is upset.

What should I draw today?

Yu Wenning looked around in the studio, found a photo of Lu Mingran and put it next to the canvas, and started to adjust the colors.

That person had skin as fair as a lily, a smooth and plump forehead, and bright eyes as clear and moving as a mountain stream...

A straight nose, plump lips, and a perfectly lined jaw.

If the forehead is wider, it will look naive, if it is narrower, it will lose its beauty. Lost spirit again...

That's just the way it is.What kind of expression to show depends entirely on the owner's preference.

The first time he saw this face, his eyes were wide open, like a simple child,

The second time I saw him, he looked cold and alienated again, like a white lotus with pure pistil on a snow mountain, wrapped in frost and snow, unattainable.

Seeing him for the third time, walking with that ignorant dude next to him, I don't know what the other party said, he couldn't help being amused, the smile that broke out for a moment can make people hold their breath...

Yu Wenning raised his head suddenly, and found that the person in his painting had no resemblance to Lu Mingran.

It was the "girl" who had only met three times.

Her appearance is three thousand worlds, rolling in the world of mortals; it is a magic barrier that ordinary people can never see through.

Perhaps before he himself knew it, he had already fallen into a demon.

Yu Wenning sighed in frustration, threw the pen aside, and walked to the window.

It's already dawn.

The phone vibrated, and a text message came in, and Yu Wenning's heart skipped a beat, as if a heavy drumbeat had fallen from a quiet drum!

"Hello." There were only these two words in the text message.