beauty should be like this

But he said that Zuo Yu arrived near Wen Qianyu's house early, and was almost impatient waiting in the cold wind. Only then did he see him emerging from a taxi on the side of the road, so he rushed over and asked, "You don't think it's cold, It's minus five degrees today, and you still have bare legs?"

The little beauty lowered her head and remained silent.

"Hurry up and go home and change your pants, and then I'll take you to dinner." Zuo Yu said.

"Don't eat, what do you want to say to me today?" Wen Qianyu's voice was lower than usual.

"What's wrong with you?" Zuo Yu was puzzled.

"It's nothing." Wen Qianyu still didn't raise his head: "Since I don't want to talk, I'm going to rest. I'm too tired."

"Hello." Zuo Yu couldn't help pinching his little face, and instantly saw a pair of beautiful red eyes shining with tears in the bleak cold wind.

"What are you doing, don't touch me!" Wen Qianyu shook off vigorously, and hurried home.

What's wrong with this guy?

She was fine just now, so could it be that something unpleasant happened at school, or something happened at home?

If Zhang Qi's cronies came to harass him, wouldn't he be full of grievances?

Zuo Yu couldn't help chasing after him in a wild way of thinking, all the way to the upstairs room, unable to stop asking: "What's the matter, tell me, if you have any small troubles, I will help you solve them?"

Wen Qianyu threw the leather jacket on the sofa, kicked off her little boots and went to wash her face barefoot.

Just by looking at the action of venting his anger, you can understand how unhappy he is.

"Hey..." Zuo Yu poked his head and peeped: "Don't be angry, go have a meal, you have opened a new crayfish here, and I want to take you to try it, by the way, it's business."

Wen Qianyu washed off all the delicate makeup, and her thin face was wet. After wiping it dry with a towel, she only sprayed on some moisturizing water, and then walked quietly to the bedroom.

"Why don't I buy you some food." Zuo Yu consciously thought this was a good idea: "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Qianyu tidied up the fabrics for the clothes she sewed indiscriminately, completely ignoring them.

Zuo Yu, who was usually angry, had a simple mind. He felt that when his stomach was full, his anger would disappear, so he said, "Then I'll buy whatever I want, and I'll be back later."

Wen Qianyu looked up and was busy in front of the wardrobe.

Zuo Yu was helpless, and before leaving, he wisely stole the key he left on the coffee table, so as not to be locked out ruthlessly for a while.

-

Thirteen-flavored crayfish, spicy crab, and dry pot ribs.

This seems to be a heavy-tasting food that most young people will like.

That hypocritical Wen Qianyu is probably no exception.

Four or ten minutes later, Zuo Yu confidently returned to the little beauty's house with several packed boxes, but unexpectedly, there was darkness.

"Qianqian?" He nervously turned on the floor lamp in the living room, only to find that Wen Qianyu was lying in the room wrapped in a blanket, with her skirt unchanged and motionless.

Zuo Yu put down the packing box and walked over: "Hey, buddy, I'm really upset. Where did your usual flamboyant demo go?"

Wen Qianyu shrank without any reaction.

Zuo Yu stretched out his hand to support his shoulder: "Hello..."

Only then did Wen Qianyu open his eyes, the circles of his eyes were still red.

Zuo Yu has long been used to his bad temper, and now seeing this pitiful look, he couldn't bear it: "Don't hold back, what can't you say, maybe it will make you feel better if you say it? Are you so fragile?"

Wen Qianyu moved her lips before telling what happened on the subway.

Zuo Yu suddenly realized: "Hey, damn it, beat him up, why are you sulking? Come on, let's go out and find him."

"It's rush hour, how can I find it?" Wen Qianyu covered her head, "And I don't want to see that kind of rubbish again."

"... Could it be that the passengers found out your gender and said something unpleasant?" Zuo Yu's IQ is not low, and he guessed the real reason.

Wen Qian didn't answer.

"It doesn't matter, you told me: how you live is your freedom, and you don't need anyone to tell you what to do, so don't care about the eyes of passers-by." Zuo Yu rarely had a serious face: "Of course, at a young age, when you meet such a This kind of thing must be uncomfortable, cry if you want to cry."

"I don't cry." Wen Qianyu suddenly showed his head again.

His stubbornness is the cutest thing.

Zuo Yu felt like coaxing a child, and smiled: "You can finish your meal without crying, and you can't eat aquatic products if they get cold."

"I don't want to, I'm too lazy to peel it off." Wen Qianyu turned her head.

"..." Zuo Yu was speechless for a moment: "Damn, I'll strip the assembly for you, hurry up and eat well, if you do it again, I'll beat you up!"

-

Wen Qianyu's laziness is not just a mouthful, but also a real practice.

He sat cross-legged on the carpet next to the coffee table, watching Zuo Yu put a shrimp in his bowl and then picked it up and ate one, all the while silent.

Zuo Yu, who was not fussy, didn't care about it. Instead, he thought it was better than watching him sobbing on the bed, and calmly persuaded: "Sometimes when people criticize you, they are just jealous of you, not simply disgusted."

"So, are you jealous of me too?" Wen Qianyu asked back.

"This is what I said, what is there to be jealous of my elders..." Zuo Yu didn't know how to explain his behavior, so he could only tell a little lie: "I was just not used to it at first, but I have been I didn't think anything of you."

"Is it really unforgivable for not conforming to everyone's inherent concept of gender?" Wen Qianyu lowered her long eyelashes tiredly: "I don't have a mother, and my father is a bad actor. He never cared about me. When I was young, my grandmother brought me up. Yes, I don’t know if it’s because the old man thinks girls are easy to raise, or because he just wants a granddaughter, he kept buying me skirts and braiding my hair, until I was in elementary school, and then I resumed my life as a boy under my father’s orders, but He asked me to cut my hair and asked me to do this and that, which made me very unhappy, especially my classmates would laugh at me for looking like a little girl."

Zuo Yu had never heard him talk about his family's affairs, and he knew how much he had heard at this moment was a trust, so he would not respond to hateful words.

"I spend very little time with my dad, and now I have no contact with him. I only remember that when I was in elementary school, I had a birthday one year. He went to Milan Fashion Week and asked his assistant to take me with him...that was my first time. Seeing so many beautiful and proud people, without explaining who they are, just living in the most beautiful things, it seems that since then, I have especially wanted to be a designer." Wen Qianyu took a deep breath: "Growing up During the process, I was also confused about my gender, but later I figured it out, in fact, there is nothing to be entangled with, I am myself, I am a man, maybe some of my hobbies are different from other men, but I didn’t do it Wrong with anything. It’s just that no matter how firm you are, hearing too many doubts, surrounded by spectators who don’t understand you, still doesn’t feel good.”

"I know." Zuo Yu nodded. It was the first time he heard the little beauty talk so much, and finally found that he was different from his peers. In fact, he was a little curious about who his actor father was, but since he didn't want to say, Asked but seems to be [-].

Wen Qianyu rolled his eyes: "What do you know?"

"Haven't you heard that sentence?" Zuo Yu said, "If everyone understands you, then how ordinary are you?"

Wen Qianyu chuckled, and finally stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the ribs, and asked flatly, "What are you looking for me for today?"

"That Zhang Qi won't be able to come out for a while. People are investigating him for selling drugs to individual tourists. It feels like it's not as simple as detention." Zuo Yu said.

"Then there is no trouble for me. He can't take care of himself. Does he still have time to take revenge on me and Ke Yue's family?" Wen Qianyu was very calm.

"Maybe." Zuo Yu was not very optimistic.

"So you don't have to bother me all the time, I'm not in danger at all." Wen Qianyu ate seriously.

"Can't I find you if there is no danger?" Zuo Yu asked.

Wen Qianyu's lips were red from eating, she raised her head and showed him a nice smile: "Then why are you looking for me, big straight man?"

Zuo Yu's heart trembled, and he immediately drew a clear line: "After so much, we are still friends no matter what."

"I don't have an ugly friend like you." Wen Qianyu turned her head and hummed.

"How ugly am I?!" Zuo Yu finally broke out. He used to call himself a handsome guy. Although no one else grew up so beautiful, he shouldn't be described as ugly anyway.

As a result, Wen Qianyu ignored him, continued to eat, and knocked on his box: "Hurry up and peel the shrimp, be quicker with your hands and feet."

"... Fuck." Zuo Yu was speechless, and asked while stripping: "Who is the man in the photo by your bedside, your dad?"

Wen Qianyu choked suddenly, covered her face and coughed for a long time before she said tearfully: "How is that possible? That's my idol, fashion designer Jin Fengxiao. He is very powerful. I just want to be like him."

Zuo Yu thought that the little beauty would only show a glowing obsessive expression on clothes, shoes, and cosmetics. Now that the object is a living person or a man, he felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but said: "What's so great, no Is it just a tailor?"

Wen Qianyu's face, which was still like a spring breeze just now, immediately changed color, and slammed the chopsticks on the table: "I am also a tailor, if you are full, go away quickly! Idiot!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed back to the bedroom angrily, and locked the door behind him.

The crayfish in Zuo Yu's hand hadn't been delivered yet, and he was so shocked that he stayed by the sofa, not recovering for a long time.