beauty should be like this

Beijing, which just finished the new year, is still far away from the warm spring.

Running around the street in the evening, it was really as cold as it wanted.

Although Wen Qianyu is thin, he walks very fast.

It took Zuo Yu a lot of effort to catch up with him. He stretched out his hand to hold the little beauty's shoulder, pulled his arm hard and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I was also forced to come up with bad ideas."

"Don't touch me!" Wen Qianyu was already crying angrily, choked up and beat him hard: "You just think it's right to find a girl in your heart, otherwise there's no need to pretend to be a gender, and I tell you to pretend to be a woman, would you like it! Do you really know? Didn't know I was a man! You're blind!"

Zuo Yu didn't dodge, he was beaten up, knowing that the little beauty was out of breath, so he rubbed his sore chest muscles and replied, "I know, of course I know."

Over the years, Wen Qianyu thought that she had become gentle, but this day she was so angry that she went crazy, only to realize that her mind was still the same as when she was a child.

The scorching tears flowed to the edge of the pointed chin, which had already turned cold and looked even more desolate.

"Anyway, I'm sorry, I should have come in and told my mother a long time ago. I was selfish at the time, and I only hoped that there would be some way for you to make my mother happy. I ignored your feelings for a while, and regretted it when I said it. After the result, you Ignore me." Zuo Yu desperately tugged at his arm, then hugged him suddenly and said, "Don't cry, I'm so sad now."

"I'm so sad!" Wen Qianyu mercilessly raised his Martin boots and kicked them.

But Zuo Yu still didn't let go, put his arms around his trembling body and said, "Why are you so angry, why did you cut your hair?"

"I don't want anyone to misunderstand me anymore. I'm not happy...I was originally a man..." Wen Qianyu seemed to be crying hysterically for the first time, and said vaguely: "Are you reluctant? I've become ugly!"

"It's still quite cute, can you hold back your tears?" Zuo Yu could only wipe his smiling face with his hands, and sighed, "It's because you don't want to part with it. You usually don't like to pull it, but suddenly you cut it..."

Wen Qianyu came out of the studio alone at that time, standing on the street thinking more and more desperate, such a decision was also impulsive.

From the moment his hair was snapped off by the barber, he wanted to cry, but when he finally faced Zuo Yu's family, he couldn't help it anymore.

"Let's go, we'll talk about it when we go home if we want to be beaten or scolded." Zuo Yu pulled him to the side of the car: "Crying in the cold wind will catch a cold."

"Aren't you going back to your house?" Wen Qianyu sobbed.

"Fuck it, it's like this anyway... My dad will persuade my mom, he knew about us a few years ago, and he's scheming." Zuo Yu held Wen Qianyu's wet and cold hand, completely unaware that he was here The little beauty is more important than beautiful long hair in her heart. She is a little flattered, but she can't help being sad, and begins to regret her weakness and withdrawal today.

-

Probably only people who have grown their hair know how empty it feels to lose it.

It's like a complete body is missing a piece, which makes my heart hurt.

Wen Qianyu's long hair seems to be the symbol of him, it is black and shiny like a model in a shampoo advertisement, and he earns envious stares wherever he goes.

It's really like offering gold and silver threads at ordinary times, but in the end, it was cut off because of anger. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is cruel.

Lying in bed that night, Wen Qianyu was exhausted and developed a fever. His body temperature rose to 39 degrees. He was groggy and couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed.

Zuo Yu anxiously called the doctor to give him an injection and medicine, and then stayed by the bed and sent a text message to his father: "Is my mother okay?"

Zuo Pengcheng ignored him.

"I'm just worried about her. I'll go back and see him when Mom calms down a bit." Zuo Yu finished typing like this, and added: "I'm willing to wait, but I won't be separated from Qianqian. You asked me to hold on for two or three years." Yes, and it will be the same for the next 30 to [-] years.”

"Take care of yourself." Zuo Pengcheng finally replied these few words.

Zuo Yu put the phone on the bedside table and looked at the sleeping Wen Qianyu.

The flawless skin was gentle and translucent under the light, but the usually pink lips lost their blood color, showing a helpless and morbid state.

The distressed Zuo Yu sighed, stretched out his hand to brush his bangs, and touched his hot forehead.

Wen Qianyu seemed to feel something, and slowly opened her big eyes that were watery due to illness, and looked at Zuo Yu.

"Keep sleeping, you'll be fine tomorrow morning." Zuo Yu comforted.

"...don't want me because of your family... I will be good to them, as long as you don't leave..." Wen Qianyu mumbled out his deep anxiety: "I'm sorry, I haven't experienced many things... I can't bear to live without you..."

Zuo Yu smiled: "I won't leave, even if the knife rests on my neck, and my parents are not that bad at all, they can definitely figure it out."

Wen Qianyu stretched out her hand from under the duvet, and didn't close her eyes again until she was held back by the person she loved.

Zuo Yu couldn't tell what it was like suddenly. He knew that it was his responsibility to take care of his parents in the future, but it was also his responsibility to take care of Wen Qianyu. At this moment in the middle of the night, he would never recall the past youth. Now, weakness and avoidance are not suitable for the life in front of him, and he can no longer continue to play the role of being unable to think of a way and waiting for relief.

-

Waking up from the dream the next day, Wen Qianyu suddenly felt that something was missing, and sat up suddenly from the bed, only to feel the empty, smooth nape of her neck.

He had already calmed down from the agitation, walked to the bathroom with bare feet, looked at his unfamiliar self in the mirror, then scratched his short curled hair with his hands, and couldn't help but laugh.

This is not ugly, and it looks more youthful.

But she couldn't help but resemble Wen Mu.

At that time, the film king was young, and he became an idol of the whole people after he became popular. The poster was almost pasted on every girl's bedside. It was such a short hair, a picturesque face and shining eyes.

Genes are so powerful that they will probably never be able to get rid of them.

"Hi, I feel like you're the one who got up, let's go eat." Zuo Yu suddenly showed his head from the door.

Wen Qianyu turned around and blinked at him.

"Small short hair." Zuo Yu couldn't help mocking again.

"Do I look like a man?" Wen Qianyu asked angrily, "Are you still asking me to pretend to be a woman?"

"You're a man, so I've gone to the doctor in a hurry, right?" Zuo Yu came over and rubbed his head: "Is it better, let's go eat."

"Your family... are you mad..." Wen Qianyu recalled her recklessness and impoliteness, and her heart was heavy.

"My mother can't react. You have to be considerate of a middle-aged woman who can't accept new things. I'll find time to visit her in two days." Zuo Yu pretended to be relaxed.

Wen Qianyu didn't say any more, just tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Sorry."

"You already apologized last night." Zuo Yu said.

"When?" Wen Qianyu was in a daze at the time, and couldn't remember what he had said at all.

"It's fine if you don't remember." Zuo Yu smiled and promised for the umpteenth time: "I won't leave you."

-

Wen Qianyu's hairstyle change may be the most amazing event of EverSissi this year.

When he went to work that day, he was full of surprises and doubts wherever he went. Even Liang Xi, who was well-informed, was surprised. When he met him, he asked, "Hey, who is this handsome guy?"

Wen Qianyu, who wasn't quite used to the new image herself, touched her nose, and saw that there was no one else in the office, so she briefly described the impulsive things she did.

Liang Xi was speechless: "Silly boy, isn't it more difficult for his family to accept this? You can't think about things from your own point of view."

"Yes... I was stunned by Zuo Yu's anger at the time." Wen Qianyu sat down depressed: "Or I'll buy some gifts and come to apologize."

"Don't, you tell people that after all, you are an outsider, and you should wait until Xiaoyu has communicated." Liang Xi gave adult advice, and then comforted: "This is not an easy matter, and I may not be able to do it if I change it." Take care of it and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Wen Qianyu sat down at the table and muttered to himself, "It must be dealt with properly, I cannot lose him."

Liang Xi has already passed the age of crazily pursuing love, and her married life is very stable and warm, but looking at the young man in front of her, she still can't help but recall her ignorant self, so she comforts very gently but firmly: "We should be here People who are together will never be separated, as for whether they should be together or not, you know best, so don't worry too much."

Wen Qianyu nodded, playfully blew the broken hair on the tip of her nose, and then smiled faintly.