beauty should be like this

Wen Qianyu, who has just started managing his own life, is actually very low-key—never revealing Zuo Yu’s existence on social networks, and never calling friends and classmates to visit after moving—at least it seems to outsiders that his life is exactly the same as before .

On the contrary, Zuo Yu didn't take it seriously. Apart from not daring to provoke the elders, he was well-recognized with other relatives and friends, and even felt puzzled by the little beauty's low-key. Send me a picture?"

"Why do you want to post it? Do you have anything to look at?" Wen Qianyu asked casually while holding a stack of fabric samples newly obtained from her senior sister for research.

"I don't even care about it, but I'm also your man!" Zuo Yu was angry.

Wen Qianyu raised her head and said honestly: "Even if you are not afraid that your parents may know, I don't want my father to know. Although he doesn't like me, he will definitely ask a few more questions. Are you annoying?"

What Zuo Yu said was very speechless, so he was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, it's just that I don't want to see strange people chasing you."

"No one is chasing me, and if someone is chasing me, can you stop me?" Wen Qianyu mocked slightly.

"Why can't I stop it?" Zuo Yu asked.

"You haven't even chased me well." Wen Qianyu turned her head away.

"This sentence is very interesting. What do you want me to do?" Zuo Yu stretched out his hand and hugged Qianqian, pulled away the fabric sample that attracted his attention, and asked: "If you can say it, I will do it. ,How about it?"

"I have to remind you of all this. Naturally, there are people who don't need my reminder to educate you." Wen Qianyu deliberately angered him.

"Really, what do you think of this?" Zuo Yu suddenly took two drama tickets from his trouser pocket. It was a classical drama that was very popular in Beijing recently. The costumes in it were all designed by famous artists, which was often reported by the media.

As expected, Wen Qianyu was happy, and she rushed over and nodded, "Good performance."

"Then you are in charge of accompanying me today, and you finally have the weekend off, so you still leave me alone?" Zuo Yu complained.

"Okay, let's watch the Victoria's Secret video." Wen Qianyu suggested, and then said, "It just fits your taste."

"...Get out." Zuo Yu directly carried him into the dressing room: "Go out for a walk with me, you see that mushrooms are growing in the house, do you know that today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?"

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Beijing, which is always under the shadow of smog, occasionally has a clear sky, which is especially cherished.

The yellow tiles and red walls under the endless blue are extraordinarily bright, with a sense of beauty that travels through time and space.

Wen Qianyu, who was forcibly dragged out, took a picture of the scenery, and then looked at the sign of Lama Temple above his head and said, "Did you come here to burn incense and worship Buddha?"

"What's wrong with praying for your safety?" Zuo Yu asked rhetorically, and went to line up to buy incense.

Wen Qianyu followed with a beautiful smile: "You are quite superstitious."

Zuo Yu didn't respond.

At this moment, Wen Qianyu's cell phone vibrated.

When he typed it out and saw the text message and the sender of the text message, he couldn't help but lose his expression.

"Qianqian, Dad will return to Beijing for work soon, and I will see you then."

It seemed that she was concerned, but Wen Qianyu felt an unreasonable sense of irritability in her heart.

Just like He Yun would think of the unhappiness in his relationship when he sees himself, whenever he sees his father, he can't help but guess how this man made his mother conceive him with an ulterior motive, and became a weapon of revenge on He Yun .

Obviously there is no love, why force a connection?

Zuo Yu seemed to be aware of the unhappiness in the little beauty's silence, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, don't you want to stay here? Let's ask for a talisman and leave soon."

Wen Qianyu shook her head, put her arms around his arm, and suppressed the embarrassment of shivering from the cold.

-

In the blue sky, is there really a Buddha who can listen to the emotions of ordinary people?

Wen Qianyu, who was still young, didn't believe this question, but when he saw Zuo Yu's begging expression was so serious, but quietly showed warm respect, he asked in a low voice, "What are you asking for?"

"I can only tell the Buddha, not you." Zuo Yu put on the incense and smiled.

In fact, he is nothing more than wishing each other and his family a happy new year.

"What's so great, I won't tell you." Wen Qianyu snorted, held the incense and looked up at the tall and majestic Buddha statue in front of him, and asked in his heart, "Can you really hear me?"

Of course Buddha said nothing.

"If you can, let me always be with this person by my side. I don't want to live alone anymore." Wen Qianyu closed her eyes and swore to herself: "I am willing to never betray him, never hurt him, and I will always be with you." Guard him."

Forever, this word that I never said to Zuo Yu himself, unexpectedly came out of my heart so easily.

Probably every minute and every second of life at this moment is already the best time in Wen Qianyu's lonely life.

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The huge oven that has just been delivered from the mall to the home immediately makes the originally empty kitchen shine brightly.

Waiting for the worker to install it, the little beauty immediately got close to study it with the instruction manual.

"It was agreed to go to the movies, why did you buy this thing and go home?" Zuo Yu washed his hands next to him with an inexplicable face.

"I read on Zhihu that a good oven can make cooking easy." Wen Qianyu replied without raising her head.

Zuo Yu thought it was very interesting, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so serious. You thought that practicing cooking is just a 3-minute heat."

Wen Qianyu washed a few freshly bought sweet potatoes, cut them into slices, sprinkled them with cheese sticks and threw them into the oven, then asked, "Why did you ask me to come to your house?"

Zuo Yu was slightly taken aback.

Wen Qianyu lowered her eyelashes and said, "Many of my classmates are in love, but few of them live together... Or is this your habit?"

Zuo Yu raised his slender fingers and said, "No, it's also the first time I've stayed under the same roof with someone other than my family."

Hearing this, Wen Qianyu's expression became vivid and bright.

Zuo Yu said: "I just instinctively want to get closer to you, do you need too many reasons?"

Some similar emotional views and a rare compatible mentality are probably the reason why they can develop so quickly.

Wen Qianyu showed her dimples, shook her head, and said, "I just instinctively want to make this place feel more like home."

"This is our home." Zuo Yu suddenly felt sorry for this innocent kid. Although he didn't have any malice to play with his feelings, he still couldn't help feeling that Qianqian was like a little stray cat, but everything that touched him was warm. , would desperately want to stay, he stretched out his hand to caress that pure and smooth face, it really couldn't do any harm.

Wen Qianyu approached Zuo Yu's arms quietly, with a smile that was naturally extremely happy.

-

A few days later, the winter vacation was still going on, but the good days of free study and rest were suddenly interrupted.

Wen Qianyu, who was called to school by the teacher for no reason, felt helpless, but still brought a gift, and greeted politely when she entered the office: "Long time no see, teacher, Happy New Year."

"What year is it? It's already fifteen." The design teacher happily flipped through the magazines at his desk and asked, "Why didn't you come to see Teacher Jin's press conference at school before?"

"Ah... because of something at home, I'm not in Beijing." Wen Qianyu lied politely. In fact, he just promised Zuo Yu to stay away from trouble, so he kept his word, so he didn't even reply to Jin Fengxiao's successive WeChat messages.

"Mr. Jin also mentioned you, but it doesn't matter." The design teacher said happily: "He asked me to find some students to be his assistants in China, of course I recommended you, this is an internship invitation letter from the studio. "

Hearing the unexpected news, Wen Qianyu took it over and read it in a daze, and found that it was so.

If this happened a year ago, it should be very happy.

But now Wen Qianyu will never be able to be carefree, fearless, and fearless.

Besides, he hopes to make a name for himself in the design industry through hard work and real skills. Whether he wants to curry favor or flattery is not worth considering at all.

It's just that the teacher's kindness can't be let down, so the final answer is still thank you: "I'm sorry for your trouble, but I may not be able to arrange my time, and I will explain this myself."

Afterwards, the two exchanged pleasantries for a while before finally being able to escape from the office.

Wen Qianyu took a deep breath in the corridor, took a photo of the invitation letter and sent it to Zuo Yu: "The school made its own decision. This is Jin Fengxiao's studio, but I won't go."

Zuo Yu didn't know what he was busy with, and there was no movement for several minutes.

Wen Qianyu originally didn't believe that a master like Jin Fengxiao would be interested in him, but living alone for many years made him understand that all things that fall from the sky are either rape or theft. As a sophomore student, he has no qualifications at all. Going to do odd jobs in a first-class studio, so don't expect alms, and you should never be lucky or secretly happy about the so-called "good intentions".

What's more, if he doesn't deal with it quickly, that guy Zuo Yu will definitely explode on the spot and cause trouble to the sky.

Thinking of this, Wen Qianyu couldn't help but shook her head with a broken smile, immediately took a taxi and went directly to the office, and sternly refused.