beauty should be like this

Liang Xi's consolation made Wen Qianyu feel better, at least he was no longer troubled by the anxiety of quick success, and honestly focused on the basic homework in school and trivial matters in the studio, and began to enrich himself steadily.

One day at noon, after class, the little beauty didn't even care about eating, so she hurried over with a notebook on her back, intending to help Liang Xi sort out the content of the biography she was about to publish.

Who knew that as soon as he entered the office, he saw an unexpected existence.

The model Lin Qi met at the banquet that night was sitting on the sofa, surrounded by several girls talking and laughing.

He is still dressed in fashion, with a smug look on his glowing face.

"Qianqian, you're here." The assistant Xu Hui's belly was obviously swollen, she greeted: "Hurry up and take Lin Qi to buy something, we're waiting for a meeting here, we can't leave."

Interns are like post-it notes, stick them where they need to be.

Wen Qianyu was slightly startled: "What to buy?"

Lin Qi stood up and said, "Folding fan, if you want to bring it back to England as a gift for your colleagues, you want an antique one. They say you are from Beijing, so you should know where to get it?"

"... Well, Panjiayuan, Liulichang and other places sell it?" Wen Qianyu hesitated to agree, and there was no reason to refuse, so she had to take him away reluctantly.

-

The taxi was speeding along the road, shining brightly in the spring sun.

Wen Qianyu suddenly asked: "Where are you from, what are you doing in our studio?"

"I went abroad very early, people from anywhere are not counted." Lin Qi replied: "Liang Xi helped me a lot in the past, I went to say goodbye to her, who knew that she suddenly left at home."

I don't know if it's because of his father's occupation, Wen Qianyu keeps a distance from anyone who has anything to do with the entertainment industry, so he looks a little alienated with his schoolbag all the time.

Lin Qi smiled: "Why don't you be a model, you can be an actor too."

"I don't like it." Wen Qianyu looked at Lin Qi's particularly photogenic handsome face. In fact, he didn't hate it in his heart, but he didn't want Zuo Yu to be upset by the handsome guy.

Lin Qi smiled even more: "Do you want to be a designer in the future? I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate."

Wen Qianyu said softly: "It will be a long time later."

"Here." Lin Qi suddenly handed him a business card.

Wen Qianyu received it in his hand, thought for a moment and said: "Although every store in Liulichang sells folding fans, the prices vary greatly. If we don't know how to do it, we will be deceived. Why don't I ask my boyfriend, he knows There are many people."

"Okay, thank you very much." How could Lin Qi not understand these words, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and turned his head to look at the street scene outside the window.

-

Zuo Yu, this guy, has been very possessive since he was a child. Today, he went to help the little beauty and the male model buy folding fans. As expected, he became unhappy when he got home. He swore while changing his shoes, "Who is that fake foreign devil? Tour guide, you went to Liang Xi's place because of your skills, and you didn't suffer from running errands, okay?"

"A man of Chinese descent is a friend of Teacher Liang, and I don't know him well." Wen Qianyu sat on the sofa and began to study the agate bracelet he bought along the way.

"Cut, it's not a bad intention." Zuo Yu brought an ashtray and sat down, and glanced at him: "You like this kind of thing, I'll ask someone to buy a good one."

"I don't understand, if you give it to me, it's playing the piano to the cow." Wen Qianyu suddenly snatched the cigarette over, and said seriously: "Let's discuss something."

"Huh?" Zuo Yu was slightly taken aback.

"Quit." Wen Qianyu said: "It's not like you don't know how harmful nicotine is to your body. Maybe your lungs will turn black..."

Zuo Yu was most afraid of being nagged by others, so he immediately showed impatience.

"I hope you live longer than me." Wen Qianyu looked into his eyes.

Zuo Yu smiled: "Why are you so serious?"

Wen Qianyu said: "It was very serious, you don't know how sad I was when grandma died."

Zuo Yu simply didn't want to endure the addiction to smoking, and began to play tricks: "This is my hobby now, and if you don't let it go, it's like I told you not to buy cosmetics, isn't it also uncomfortable for you?"

"Okay, I won't buy it." Wen Qianyu snuffed out the cigarette: "You quit smoking."

Zuo Yu really didn't care about him at all, and immediately stood up and said, "I quit, you can buy whatever you want, right?"

Sitting where she was, Wen Qianyu snickered, threw the ashtray and cigarettes into the trash can, and raised her voice, "I love you!"

Zuo Yu probably ran to the kitchen to prepare for cooking, and vaguely called out, "Just stay aside and go."

-

Most people don't have too many ups and downs in their lives, and all kinds of trivial things make up the day-to-day joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Zuo Yu, who was forced to quit smoking, was worse than being stabbed, but thinking that since he promised, he had to do it, so as not to be ridiculed by the little beauty, so he endured the fatigue and annoyance that scratched his heart and lungs, and told the new good young man on par.

When going home for dinner on weekends, Zuo Pengcheng just lit up his cigarette and was about to take a sip, when his son exploded.

Zuo Yu held his job bowl and complained: "Dad, I'm going to quit smoking here, don't seduce me and hold me back, will it work?"

"Hey, why do you still have this awareness?" Yang Rong went back and forth to serve the dishes, and touched her son's head by the way.

Zuo Pengcheng frowned.

Zuo Yu didn't dare to disobey his intentions, so he had no choice but to say, "I had a bad cough before, so I quit."

"Look at our son, don't smoke anymore, try the lion's head I made today!" Yang Rong snatched her husband's cigarettes, set the dishes and sat down.

Zuo Yu watched them quarreling while eating, and felt that the family was also very happy.

It's just that this happiness can't be shared with the beloved, so it seems a bit lonely.

-

Wen Qianyu sleeps very honestly, breathing calmly without moving, even a slight disturbance around him can wake him up, not to mention a certain thoughtless guy tossing and turning, suddenly asking sleepily in the dark: "What's wrong, can't sleep?"

"No smoking, insomnia." Zuo Yu was very aggrieved.

"As for it?" Wen Qianyu groped to hug him, and kissed him on the cheek: "Do you want me to sing you a lullaby?"

Zuo Yu said, "Kiss again."

"I don't." Wen Qianyu smiled, her breath smelled like mint toothpaste.

Zuo Yu stroked his long hair, and kissed him proactively, blocking each other's breath with sweetness.

Wen Qianyu's heart was pounding, feeling the changes in his body, she suddenly stretched out her hand, and said vaguely: "Necrosis."

"Live with me for the rest of your life." Zuo Yu hugged him hard.

"I don't know how long a lifetime is." Wen Qianyu's eye circles warmed up.

"It's the time we are all alive, no matter how long it is." Zuo Yu said: "No matter big or small, I want to experience it with you in the future. Qianqian, I will never remember other people."

Wen Qianyu touched the scar on his back caused by herself, and it took a few seconds before she hummed.

Zuo Yu immediately stood up, completely confined the little beauty in his arms, and kissed his soft lips.

The moonlight poured into the gaps in the curtains was like water, and this corner reflected was no different from thousands of corners on the earth.

It has witnessed the birth of a love, just like a sprout that breaks out of the ground, and does not know what shape it will grow into.

-

Lin Qi's popularity was inflated by young netizens. On the day he left Beijing and returned to the UK to continue his career, many media and fans came to see him off.

But he was not photographed while hiding. Instead, he sat in the VIP lounge and bid farewell to Liang Xi.

"Sister Xi, I didn't expect you to come here to see me off. Anyway, we will meet again in a few months." Lin Qi said with a smile.

"When I participated in fashion week in Europe, you sent me back every time." Liang Xi had a good personality, patted his hand and said, "Work hard, stop thinking about the past."

"En." Lin Qi took out a jewelry box from his bag: "I didn't have time to give it to you when I went to your place last time, as a souvenir."

"Thank you." Liang Xi took it smoothly.

Lin Qi handed another gift to Wen Qianyu who had been waiting by the side: "Come, yours."

Wen Qianyu took it in a daze.

Lin Qi stood up, put on his bag and said, "I'm leaving, bye."

"Bon voyage." Liang Xi nodded like a waiting ground stewardess, and asked her to take him and Qianqian away.

Wen Qianyu opened the box while walking, and found that it was an ancient golden hair ornament bought in Liulichang that day. It was made into the shape of a butterfly. A kind person, but he is very kind to me, now Zuo Yu will be very angry."

Liang Xi glanced at him and replied, "Did you know that Jin Fengxiao won a plagiarism case and forced the intern who sued him to jump off the building?"

"En." Wen Qianyu nodded.

"That person is Lin Qi's ex-boyfriend, and he also has long hair." Liang Xi said, "So maybe there is no other meaning, just nostalgia?"

This matter was beyond the little beauty's expectation, and she was stunned for a moment before taking out the card under the hair ornament.

It said: "I hope your work will appear in the star-studded show, come on."

Very simple, even rustic.

Wen Qianyu stopped in her tracks and looked out the French window at the plane waiting to take off. She suddenly felt that there was a place in her heart that was gradually growing up.

Cause and effect are vague, but let nature take its course.

—End of the upper part—