cheongsam boy

Hearing this, Song Rin didn't even think about the reason for Gu Zhuo's question, and subconsciously said no.But just as the words of rebuttal slipped to his lips, Song Rin came back to his senses.

What he opened was a video, not a voice, and Gu Zhuo could see the expression on his face clearly and clearly, and he couldn't cover it or hide it.

Song Rin's heart sank suddenly, his figure swayed indistinctly, the back of his head was pressed against the cold glass, and his whole body trembled to wake up.

His eyes slowly focused, and he said in a daze: "It's really not very good."

Hearing what Song Rin said, Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth after deliberation, and asked, "Is it because of work? Too much pressure?"

"Well, it's a little bit." Song Rin sniffed and smiled, rubbed his sore eyes, and changed the subject, "Didn't you just say you want to show me the cheongsam, where are the clothes?"

To be honest, Song Rin's disguise was perfect, and all the details were handled well, but Gu Zhuo still noticed something wrong from his forced smile.

There may be work reasons, but by no means all.But Song Rin's mistrust, defensiveness, and vigilance made him hide something from himself.

Not to mention angry, just a little discouraged and helpless.Gu Zhuo sighed softly, and his voice became more gentle: "In the shop, I'll be right there."

"Okay," Song Rin replied, poured himself a glass of cold water, and asked amidst the sound of running water, "Are you busy recently? It's a company and a cheongsam shop."

Gu Zhuo opened the car door, got out of the car, and the camera shook: "I was a little busy in the first few days, but now I've gotten used to it. Moreover, the store didn't take any new orders, and the focus was on these batches. On the clothes of the show, it's quite easy."

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo glanced at the camera, just in time to see Song Rin drinking water in small sips.Looking at the still water, he frowned and said, "You have a bad stomach, so don't drink cold water."

Song Rin stopped drinking water, and asked in confusion, "How do you know that I have a bad stomach?"

In fact, Gu Zhuo is usually a very calm person, who is good at thinking about people's expressions and speaking. For some reason, the next time he meets Song Rin, he says the wrong thing many times.It was true that time, and it is also true this time.

Thinking back to the time when he confessed his love, Gu Zhuo felt guilty. He moved his eyes away unnaturally, and his tone was a little apologetic and faltering: "Just... I heard Grandpa Song mention that you have a stomach problem. It has been raised for several years and has not been raised well."

Hearing this, Song Rin suddenly remembered that there is still cooperation between the two families, and that Gu Zhuo spent more time with the old man than him in the past two months.Accompanied by listening to Zen music, playing chess, and playing gourd silk, he is more meticulous in doing things than him, making people happy.

Song Rin's stomach trouble is not a secret. Those who are familiar with him know that the old man and Gu Zhuo must have mentioned it casually, maybe he is still nagging about how much he doesn't care about his body.

It's quite normal, but when Gu Zhuo said it, it fell into Song Rin's ears, but it always felt like a flame, burning from the cochlea all the way to the heart and lungs, making the blood scalding.

Song Rin couldn't help feeling a sore nose welling up, he said yes softly, then poured the water in the cup back into the kettle, put it on the electromagnetic table and heated it together.

Seeing Song Rin's reaction, Gu Zhuo also heaved a sigh of relief. He went back to the shop and turned the camera to the enamel blue cheongsam. Follow the light to reflect a different kind of beauty.

Gu Zhuo walked around the embroidery on the waistline with his fingers: "From here on down, I don't plan to embroider, nor do I plan to add any decorations, just to show the original appearance of this piece of fabric, do you think it's okay? ?”

On the design drawings given by Gu Zhuo before, from the waistline down, there were actually a few clusters of twining vines and soft white flowers. At that time, Song Rin thought it was not a big problem, but now Gu Zhuo's plan But it made him think a little more.

Song Lin leaned on the edge of the stage and thought for a while, then asked, "Why don't you plan to add it?"

Hearing Song Rin's question, Gu Zhuo took a few steps back and zoomed out: "Look, that flower-wrapped vine has actually made a dividing line between the upper body and the lower body. In the design, it is very important One of the principles is that simplicity should match the complexity. The upper part has been embroidered, hot-pressed and diamond-studded, so the lower part should not be so flourishing and should be simpler."

When the camera zoomed out, the details were blurred, but the overall beauty was magnified. Gu Zhuo carefully walked around the cheongsam, showing Song Rin all aspects of the cheongsam.

It has to be said that there is still a big gap between dynamic and static. When Gu Zhuo turned around the cheongsam, Song Rin's mind was turned into it.

Yes, the complex and the simple correspond, and only things with trade-offs can show their most essential beauty.

Just when Song Rin was about to reply, Gu Zhuo on the other end of the video suddenly said in a low voice: "Although I really want to add all the beauty-related things to you, but it seems like it would be too much, Song Rin, I can do it for you again in the future." Don’t you have the same cheongsam?”

When Gu Zhuo said this, the camera didn't turn around, it kept looking at the enamel blue cheongsam.But Song Rin could imagine his expression at this time from his voice.

The fox's eyes will be pressed down, and the shallow eye creases will be deepened. If the glasses are put on, Gu Zhuo's eyelashes will flutter and sweep, and a small circle of light will dance on it.The proud expression is no longer there, only the fragility of begging, like a snow-colored nine-tailed fox surrendering to you.

Gu Zhuo's question was filled with temptation and love, and it was not as simple as it sounds in the literal sense.

Song Rin's heart seemed to be soaked in hot cinnamon apple red wine, which was sweet, but also sour and astringent.She obviously didn't drink, but Song Rin began to feel like she was over alcohol. The spicy ethanol ignited in her brain and burned the ropes that bound her emotions.And the effect of the medicine, which has been maintaining sanity, has also lost at this moment.

Song Rin sat down on the floor holding the mobile phone, the mobile phone was inserted between the crosses of his feet, he sniffed, and asked inappropriately: "Gu Zhuo, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"What?" Gu Zhuo was taken aback by this question, and he immediately turned the camera to look at Song Rin, "Why are you asking that all of a sudden?"

Song Rin's expression was a little distorted by the night view of New York behind him, he lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's nothing, just ask, I want to know. Gu Zhuo, I'm serious, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Gu Zhuo was a little stunned by the question, he couldn't figure out the meaning of Song Rin's question, but his premonition told him that the meaning of the question was not as simple as the literal meaning.

Gu Zhuo thought about it for a long time, and said carefully, "I don't know how to generalize, but to put it simply, Song Rin, you are the one I want to love, cherish, and protect. It doesn't matter what your education background is. Family background, past or hobbies, as long as it is you, I will think it is beautiful, happy and acceptable."

"Really," Song Rin chuckled with a gloomy expression. He leaned his head against the glass, looked at the halo of the chandelier on the top, and his voice seemed to be pulled out, "Gu Zhuo, do you know that I am actually a very Disgusting people."

Gu Zhuo's hand holding the phone froze, he frowned and said, "Song Rin, don't say that."

Song Rin shook his head, his red eyes were mockingly sad: "Really, Gu Zhuo, I am a very disgusting person. I pretended to be a lot of what you see, what do you want me to be like?" , I can pretend to be anything. But in fact, I am a liar, I have a quirk of wearing women's clothes, I don't trust anyone, I can't trust anyone, and I can't even establish a real relationship with anything, anything, I am cold, powerful, sensitive, suspicious and elusive, but surprisingly cowardly and evasive."

Speaking of this, Song Rin lowered his head abruptly, and stared straight at Gu Zhuo behind the screen, his eyes were blurred, but with a destructive madness.

He laughed with tears and said, "Oh, by the way, and the most important point, Gu Zhuo, apart from the fact that I like to wear women's clothing, I have been keeping it a secret, and there is another thing, that is, I have depression, which is still severe. Kind of, maybe even a little schizophrenic."

"So, to put it simply, I am a disgusting, eccentric, and mentally ill person. So Gu Zhuo, don't like me, and...don't even love me. Please, I have endured all these years I don't want to see hope."

40. Green (two more in one)