beauty should be like this

"Although I helped the studio design all the clothes, they still have at least two years to shoot. I really don't know what I'm doing when the movie is released." Wen Qianyu habitually reported her daily life to Zuo Yu before going to bed: "I think It's not easy for them, and the things they shoot are very good, so they don't ask for payment, am I too stupid?"

"It's good to be happy. Creation is not just measured by money." Zuo Yu's realistic mentality will never work around the little beauty. He took his hand that was always covered with small wounds due to sewing and said, "Happiness is better than making money." It's rare."

"Let's not take this as an example. I really made a few friends this time." Wen Qianyu turned over and looked at him and said, "It seems that my dad put his heart into introducing me to work."

"Of course, he has spent most of his life, and he is much more accurate than us in judging people." Zuo Yu replied.

"Then he accepted your presence from the beginning, does that prove that you are good?" Wen Qianyu blinked.

Zuo Yu reached out and hugged him: "Nonsense, do I really need your father's proof?!"

When Wen Qianyu was touched on an itchy spot, she dodged with a smile: "Where's the confidence? I think you are a big villain."

Fighting between lovers has never had any IQ, but it can always bring happiness that cannot be mentioned to others.

The two teased for a long time, and finally gave up out of breath.

Wen Qianyu leaned on Zuo Yu and said, "How many years have we been together?"

"Five years." Zuo Yu remembered it clearly.

"Could it be that love will become dull after a little more time, what will happen when the seven-year itch occurs?" Wen Qianyu asked.

Zuo Yu snorted and said, "I don't like ups and downs. I hate love that is like heaven and earth. What's so bad about being ordinary? Life is inherently ordinary, and it doesn't have to be life and death to be great."

"Every time I say the same thing." Wen Qianyu shook her head with a smile.

"I speak from the bottom of my heart. I like your directness, frankness, simplicity and lack of suspicion the most. You are the person who allows me to communicate without any effort. There is no way to replace this alone, okay? The meaning of confidant is exactly the same. That's right." Zuo Yu said with all his heart and soul, "How strong do you think I am? Without you, my parents would be separated and penniless when something happened to my family, so I wouldn't be able to survive long ago."

"I don't have a lot of money, and I don't have a happy family, so maybe I will never be able to understand your situation at that time." Wen Qianyu said in a low voice: "But I believe that you have broken through the hurdle that most people can't pass. You are stronger than anyone imagines."

Zuo Yu couldn't help laughing: "Okay, why do you feel sad when you're chatting? Take a rest, don't you have to go to Shanghai to participate in the clothing exhibition tomorrow morning?"

"Well." Wen Qianyu slowly closed his eyes: "Next time you visit your father, take me with you, I will never make him angry. I want to see how he is doing."

"Got it." Zuo Yu agreed.

Only then did Wen Qianyu fall asleep in peace.

As he grows up day after day, it seems that he is getting farther and farther away from the love that blushes and heartbeats, but no matter what, he still loves the man around him who always makes him happy, so much that he loves him without doubt, even if In the future, with gray temples, he can still be recognized at a glance in the crowd like mountains and seas.

-

Film Emperor Wen Mu has a beautiful son who works as a fashion designer. He hates being in the media. He is gay, but he is active on the Internet.

These characteristics are the few that everyone knows about Qianqian.

Ever since accepting his father's existence and choice frankly, Wen Qianyu has lived a more comfortable life. Although he doesn't mind others mentioning Wenmu's existence, he only insists on obtaining his own labor income. This time he came to Shanghai alone to participate in the clothing event because of the The sales of online stores are getting better and better, and they have become a clear stream among online women's clothing that is dominated by plagiarism and imitation.

After two days of interviews and fashion shows, he was finally free and went to the street to buy some nutritional supplements and tea for Zuo Pengcheng. He didn't know if he could bring them into the prison.

In the end, I was hungry, so I went to the hot pot restaurant where I had dinner with Zuo Yu for the first time.

Recalling that that kid was still high-spirited and triumphant at that time, and even couldn't tell the difference between men and women, he deliberately pretended to be romantic and suave. It was funny but also filled with emotion.

When she was distracted with her chopsticks, Wen Mu's text message suddenly came, the content was simple: "He Yun and I have returned to Canada, take care of yourself and be in a good mood."

It was rare for him to report his whereabouts, which made Qianqian soft-hearted, and she was stunned for a while before replying: "Is your hand feeling better?"

"Well, it seems that surgery is still needed. He Yun helped me find a doctor in Toronto." Wen Mu replied.

Wen Qianyu couldn't help asking: "It's true that you can't leave Uncle He in three words. How does it feel to spend a lifetime with someone?"

"I often hate him so much that I gnash my teeth, but if I could start my life over again, I know I will still choose him." Wen Mu described it this way.

Wen Qianyu closed the phone blankly.

In fact, he has never hated Zuo Yu, is it because they haven't been together long enough, or are they too lucky?

Only time itself can answer these questions.

-

Maybe everyone has had direct contact with the existence of the law, but really few have entered the prison gate.

The little beauty who was finally able to meet Zuo Yu's father was very nervous. She was inspected for an unknown amount of time with the gift before finally entering the reception room.

He doesn't wear makeup, wears simple clothes, and carefully tie up his hair. He is afraid of offending his elders. After sitting down, he said across the table, "Uncle, I'm sorry it took me so long to come to see you..."

Zuo Pengcheng's former cleverness seemed to have faded in prison, replaced by an inexplicable deepness. He smiled lightly: "It's better to come to this kind of place less often. How is your body?"

"Very, very good." Wen Qianyu replied nervously, and then fell awkwardly into silence.

Only then did Zuo Yu speak: "Dad, you should pay attention to your health. My mother went to Japan to recuperate for half a month, and her flight was delayed. She won't be able to make it today."

Hearing that his wife was finally not listlessly living in Beijing, Zuo Pengcheng's expression softened a lot, and he sighed: "Tell her to stop tossing, I don't need you to bother me every now and then."

"I can't see you, my mother can't sleep well." Zuo Yu said with a smile: "It seems that this time she has to have a psychological shadow on Air China."

Hearing his son's heartless words, Zuo Pengcheng felt in a daze that life was just like before. He seemed to have lost everything, but still left the important things at the end of his life.

"Dad, Qianqian bought you some tea. It's pretty good. Remember to drink it. There's also medicine to lower your blood pressure. You can't miss a meal, you know?" Zuo Yu couldn't help nagging after all.

Zuo Pengcheng nodded meekly rarely.

In fact, Zuo Yu wanted to hear his father blame and reprimand him, but he knew that those things that followed the past would disappear forever, and I'm afraid it would never be restored.

Wen Qianyu, who was sitting next to her, held Zuo Yu's hand firmly, showing a comforting smile.

-

It was a bleak scene outside the prison.

Zuo Yu reversed the car and said, "It's boring, isn't it? Don't come next time."

"What are you talking about? I didn't come because I thought it was fun." Wen Qianyu put on her seat belt speechlessly.

"The main reason is that you like to think wildly, and you will be in a bad mood when you come here." Zuo Yu smiled.

"So what, I'll be with you, don't you feel better?" Wen Qianyu snorted.

Zuo Yu drove the car to the deserted road, still smiling.

Wen Qianyu took a peek at him, although it was true that Zuo Pengcheng felt heavy because of what happened in the sky and the earth, but because of the life of sharing joys and sorrows, he felt the intimacy between himself and Zuo Yu that no one could replace.