Women's clothing giants are all in love

Wen Liang hasn't picked up these things properly for a long time.

Song Sheng picked out an apricot-colored suspender silk dress from Wen Liang's closet, put it in front of Wen Liang, and said softly, "Do you remember that today is Yang Yang's birthday? He plans to hold a party in the store. "

Wen Liang's skin is very fair, although the bones are still very masculine, but because of the fair skin and well-proportioned skin and bones, wearing this kind of suspender dress does not feel too disobedient. After a long time, you will even taste a kind of A different kind of beauty.

"I remember," Wen Liang said in a hoarse voice, "he called me, but I told him that he might not have time to go."

"Then he should be very happy tonight." Song Sheng said with a smile, handed the long skirt to Wen Liang, turned and left.

Wen Liang took off his clothes slowly, exposing his slender but powerful body to the cool air, adding a touch of charm.

After changing into a long skirt, the hem of the skirt fell lightly to his knees.

Looking back, I saw Song Sheng picked out a pair of light-colored stockings. He paused after hearing the coolness, and said, "...I won't wear socks today. Anyway, I'm going by car. There are air conditioners in the car and in the store, so it's not cold."

Hearing this, Song Sheng obediently put the stocking back.

Men who love to wear women's clothes will pay attention to cleaning their hair all the year round.

Wen Liang's two legs are slender and smooth, very pleasing to the eye.

The arms hang down by the sides, the wrist line passes through the hips, and the whole person looks so slender.

Put on a pair of stiletto heels in the same beige color and a black coat.

Put on exquisite makeup, put on a red lipstick, and finally, put on a black top with long hair that reaches the back of the waist.

The beauty in the mirror is indistinguishable from male to female. She is tall, with picturesque eyebrows and small face. The pair of red phoenixes delicately outlined by eyeliner seem indifferent and affectionate. Just one glance is enough to captivate the soul. Can't look away either.

If you don't consider pursuing others, but choose your favorite object from the suitors, then Wen Liang's candidate list can probably be ranked dozens, or even hundreds.

For a beauty like him, the range of attack is not limited to zero or one, or even gender.

If he only looked behind him instead of chasing the erratic figure in front of him, then he wouldn't have to go through all kinds of troubles at all.

However, humans have always been creatures who like to ask for troubles.

Song Sheng looked away, smiled, put on his coat, and reached out to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang turned around, paused for a second, and held out her hand.

By the time dusk arrives, the party has already begun.

In the past, the bar that only played some elegant jazz has become infected with the crazy style of black sheep. The explosive music is combined with a group of people's ghost roars and drug-like chaotic dances, showing a kind of absurd enthusiasm and joy. .

After Song Sheng stepped into the gate with Wen Liang, he quickly attracted the attention of the audience.

Wen Liang, who hadn't dressed properly for a long time, stunned many newcomers in the bar and stared straight at him.

They quickly stopped dancing, pulled the people around them and asked Song Sheng who was next to him.

Knowing that it was the beautiful woman in a well-fitting suit and a gentle scum in the past, some people couldn't help but feel a surge of enthusiasm rushing straight to their brains.

Both men's and women's clothing are top-quality, where can I find such top-quality clothing?

They didn't dare to touch Wuyang Song Sheng, but they didn't dare to touch Wuyang Song Sheng. !

——Facing those slightly indifferent Danfeng eyes, those people immediately stayed in place as if they had been poured with a bucket of cold water. Bring him in!

Xie Zhu was already sitting on the sofa, his eyes lit up when he saw Wen Liang, and he beckoned to let them pass quickly.

Song Sheng took off his coat and went to make wine for Wen Liang, Wu Yang pushed Wen Liang down on the sofa, and said excitedly: "Damn, Liang Liang, you are enough to give me face, you are so beautiful today!"

Wu Yang is obviously two years younger than Xie Zhu, Xie Zhu calls Wen Liang "Brother Wen", but Wu Yang always calls Wen Liang "Liang Liang", it's very neither big nor small.

But Wen Liang never minded, this is a way for Wuyang to express intimacy.

Wen Liang said with a smile: "Happy 20th birthday, I will make up the present for you later."

"No need," Wuyang wore an afro wig, a short skirt and suspenders today, dressed like a hot girl, "come on, my brother Sheng and Liangliang are here, take out the cake, light the candles, first Passed the ceremony!"

The friends hurried to the refrigerator to get the cakes that had been prepared earlier, and the lights in the bar were turned off one by one.

Before the last light was turned off, Song Sheng took the prepared cocktail and handed it to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang said "Thank you" in a low voice, and took the wine glass.

He took a sip absent-mindedly, the cold fruity taste mixed with bitterness stained the tip of his tongue, he froze for a while.

I always feel that the taste today is a little different from usual...

Maybe it's a newly adjusted style by Song Sheng, Wen Liang didn't think much about it.

Huge cakes were placed on long tables that were put together one by one. The cake had two layers, and a large candle in the shape of "20" was inserted on the top layer.

Everyone sang a crappy birthday song, both in Chinese and English, and then Wuyang closed his eyes and made a wish under the booing of everyone.

After making a wish, he puffed up his cheeks, blew hard, and began to cut the cake carelessly.

When the light came on again, Xie Zhu took the cake from Wu Yang and obediently said "thank you", he caught sight of Wen Liang from the corner of his eye, and he was startled: "Brother Wen...you are so red in the face! "

Wu Yang looked back subconsciously, his eyes swept over Wen Liang's blushing cheeks, and landed on the glass of wine in his hand.

Wu Yang realized something, his face changed, and he looked at Song Sheng: "Brother Sheng, give me some cool wine..."

Wen Liang's drinking capacity is quite poor.

Song Sheng was drinking. Hearing this, he glanced over and raised his lips. His voice was as gentle as ever: "Anyway, tomorrow is a rest day, isn't it?"

Several people were stunned.

Wen Liang felt the phone vibrate twice more in his coat pocket.

He was silent for a moment, finished the wine in the glass, smiled, and said, "That's right, tomorrow is a rest day anyway."

Song Sheng asked, "Would you like another drink?"

"Well, it's troublesome."

Sensing that Wen Liang was a little strange today, Wu Yang exchanged a look with Xie Zhu.

Just at this time, someone shouted: "Do you want to play Truth or Dare!"

"Come, come!"

"Crown sheep, come here!"

After shouting for a long time without seeing Wu Yang move, Wen Liang turned to Wu Yang and asked, "Aren't you going over?"

Wu Yang scratched his head, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Then do you want to go and play?"

Wen Liang smiled: "Okay."

……

Wen Liang knew he was drunk.

His alcohol capacity is very poor, even if it is beer, he is basically unconscious after drinking three cans.

And the high-concentration cocktail directly sent him into the chaos of consciousness.

He watched Wuyang and the others play truth or dare.

Wuyang and the others have always been bold and crazy in playing this game.

To be honest, "several times of experience in the front and back" is the minimum scale, and the scale will only increase all the way after that, breaking the bottom line.

If it's a big adventure, finding someone to kiss with their tongue on the spot is the easiest way to make things difficult. Without this group of people, they can't do it, only they can't think of it.

So when playing this kind of game, the atmosphere is always high, screaming and laughing filled the whole space.

It is presumptuous and crazy, but it is indeed the simplest stimulant when people are depressed.

Wen Liang propped his forehead, he never got a card, just watched Wu Yang and the others play wildly.

After six o'clock, his phone didn't vibrate again.

That was the time when a plane far away in S city took off.

Wen Liang lowered his eyes in the mist, as if he was thinking about something slowly, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared on his arms.

The air conditioner in the bar was fully turned on, and the inexplicable goosebumps reminded Wen Liang of that night at the hot spring hotel.

That night, the colleagues gathered around the round table were also so lively.

In the midst of such hustle and bustle, it suddenly snowed outside the window.

Wen Liang raised his eyes suddenly, and glanced at the glass window facing the street directly opposite.

Outside the glass window are neon lights of various colors. Under the invasion of night, the colorful lights are mixed together, confusing the vision.

Wen Liang struggled to distinguish for a while before confirming that the weather outside was normal.

No snow, no rain, no wind, nothing.

So he closed his eyes again and continued to think about that snowy night.

He and Yan Huainan walked in the corridor one after the other.

Yan Huainan opened the mouth first, asking if he had a girlfriend later?

What did he answer and what did he ask, the man behind him answered in a low and melodious voice: "Do you believe Luo Hui's nonsense?"

"If you meet someone you like, who can become a monk."

Wen Liang clearly remembered the staggered footsteps of the two of them, step by step as if stepping on his heart.

He couldn't help turning around.

With his hands in his pockets, the man looking out of the window also turned his head and stopped.

Wen Liang even remembered the fluff on that man's face under the night light, which made him want to reach out and touch it.

Or, lightly stroke.

The man's eyelashes drooped slightly, as if looking at him intently, he opened his lips and said softly:

"Next year, I will come with you too."

Wen Liang's heart beat violently.

He blurted out the man's name, and after that...

After that, what did he want to say?

Wen Liang was a little dazed.

"……cold!"

"Smell cool!"

Consciousness was suddenly pulled back to reality, and Wen Liang's eyes suddenly widened.

He looked blankly at the person who woke him up. He was a gay guy he was familiar with. The other person pouted and said, "Draw cards."

"Oh." Wen Liang reacted, smiled, stretched out his hand slowly, and touched a card casually.

A person next to him anxiously turned over the cards for him, and burst into laughter and said, "Damn, you won the draw!"

"Fuck, I finally got the smell!"

"Hahahaha, hurry up, tell the truth or take a risk!"

Wen Liang closed his eyes and felt his head hurt a little, he said casually: "...Let's take a big risk."

"Okay, okay, Xiao Fangfang, come up with a question!"

"Don't come up with something too simple!"

Wen Liang didn't remember who "Xiao Fangfang" was. He could only vaguely hear Wu Yang admonishing: "Don't go too far! Don't ask to move your mouth, and don't ask to do it!"

"Fuck, what a fart!"

"Wu Yang, don't protect yourself too clearly!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, don't try to take advantage of Wen Liang while he's drunk!"

"Then why are you pulling him here?"

"That's right!"

"Do I still want to leave my good buddies to have fun with you all by myself!" Wu Yang was quite rude, "Okay, tell me what you want to do!"

"I can't move my mouth and hands, so what else can I do!" This was probably Xiao Fangfang's voice, and he said delicately, "Then does he have a crush, or call him on the spot to confess."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately screamed, only Wu Yang, Xie Zhu and Song Sheng remained silent.

After a few seconds, Wu Yang whispered, "Change to another one."

"What, why did you change again, can you still play?!" Xiao Fangfang said unhappily.

Wen Liang suddenly opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "He is on the plane, I'm afraid he can't answer the phone right now."

Everyone was stunned.

Wen Liang stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, only to feel that his whole head was swollen.

The Adam's apple rolled down, and he asked softly, "Just confess your love? Is it okay to leave a message?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Xiao Fangfang was the one who made the question, and he made the decision.

He glanced at Wu Yang's face, curled his lips, and said, "Yes, but we all have to watch, we can't cheat."

After saying that, a group of people silently moved to Wen Liang's side, their curiosity aroused, they wanted to see what he planned to do and how to confess his love, or they wanted to see who Wen Liang was secretly in love with.

Wu Yang sniffed and sniffed, "Why don't you stop playing?"

Wen Liang was pulled crookedly by him, turned his head, glanced at him blankly, then turned his head back, and slowly took out his phone.

Wu Yang cursed in his heart, shit, he's already drunk and dizzy, is it really necessary to let him play?

He glanced at Song Sheng tangledly, Song Sheng lowered his eyes and took a sip of his wine, but ignored it.

After Wen Liang took out her phone, she first dug out the text message.

It's a pity that he stared at the blank text message sending page for a long time, and didn't even think of where to call out Yan Huainan's mobile phone number, as if he was stupid.

Someone urged: "Use WeChat, what kind of SMS, are you stupid!"

Wen Liang squinted his eyes, and then he realized that he opened WeChat again slowly.

Since five years ago, Yan Huainan has always been on the top of his WeChat.

After opening the chat box, the page displayed three messages that Yan Huainan sent him one after another within half an hour between 05:30 and 58:[-].

"Should I be able to get off work on time today?"

"I'll arrive at the airport at about 08:30, do you want to come out tonight to chat?"

"If you feel tired, you can choose another day, it's okay."

Seeing these three messages, someone whispered: "Why, Wen Liang, you were going on a date with him today?"

"You're already dating, so why call it a secret love!"

"No, it doesn't seem like you plan to date..."

Wen Liang stared at the three messages, each word floated into his field of vision, and seemed to float away from his brain along the nerves.

Facing his own input box, he moved his fingers. After a long time, he didn't know what to type.

"Quickly confess."

"Send whatever you want!"

"By the way, has this person posted a photo in Moments? I want to see what he looks like!"

Noisy voices surrounded him, but Wen Liang was in a daze among them.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he typed the word "I".

The onlookers were about to get excited, but they saw that Liang paused for a while, and then deleted the word again.

They were disappointed for a while, someone wished to snatch Wen Liang's mobile phone to write for him, but Wen Liang suddenly closed WeChat again.

Everyone didn't understand, so they thought that Wen Liang was planning to play around and quit, but Wen Liang actually opened the office app instead, entered... the resignation process, and opened the resignation application page.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

Some people were stunned, some were in a daze, and asked the person next to him if Wen Liang was really drunk and stupid, and asked him to confess or let him resign. Some people realized what had happened, raised their hands to cover their lips, and looked at Wen Liang with complicated eyes. Take a cold look.

Wu Yang and Xie Zhu came to their senses and wanted to hold Wen Liang's hand, but Song Sheng suddenly said softly, "Let him write."

Wu Yang was stunned: "Brother Sheng? Liangliang is drunk..."

Song Sheng said with a smile: "Well, let him get drunk. He has been rational for five years. Now that he gets drunk once, it's okay to make the other party feel a little distressed, isn't it?"

Song Sheng took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, stood up, and said softly, "Anyway, tomorrow is a rest day for everyone."

Wu Yang and Xie Zhu were stunned.

……

Wen Liang had imagined the scenario of confessing to Yan Huainan many times.

Perhaps one day when the two were getting along in private, he couldn't stand the temptation, so he grabbed Yan Huainan and blurted out.

Maybe one day he didn't hide his eyes from looking at Yan Huainan, and he was finally discovered and questioned.

maybe……

However, no matter how many situations he imagined, the final outcome of all those possibilities seems to be the end of all his relationship with Yan Huainan.

A man who likes men, and a man who likes women.

Confession means ending.

Wen Liang has actually known it all along.

The voices of discussion and booing had gradually faded away, and before he knew it, there was only silence left in Wen Liang's world, and his brain was also extremely chaotic.

The heart is beating, but the body is exhausted to the extreme.

Wen Liang stared straight at the screen of the phone so that he couldn't tell what it was, but he opened the blank input box instinctively, and recalled in his mind the moment of silence and falling snow in the corridor of the hot spring hotel.

So he raised his head again and glanced at the glass window facing the street.

The night was quiet, and there was nothing outside, no snow, no rain, and no wind.

Wen Liang closed his eyes.

He lowered his head and typed each text slowly.

At 08:30, the plane landed at City A Airport.

The plane has not completely stopped taxiing, and many people can't wait to turn off the flight mode of their mobile phones.

In the past, Yan Huainan would wait calmly until he left the cabin, but today he restored the internet and opened WeChat with a little eagerness.

Then froze.

For two and a half hours, he sent three messages without a single reply.

This has never happened before, because Wen Liang always responds to him as soon as he sends out a message.

Yan Huainan suddenly recalled Wen Liang's strange behavior before leaving City A, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

He was just about to turn off WeChat and make a call, when countless belated popups kept appearing from the top of the phone screen, and Yan Huainan just glanced at it, and noticed one of the WeChat messages from the HR manager.

He froze suddenly.

"...Mr. Yan, I'm sorry to bother you, but I suddenly received Wenzhu's resignation application in the system. Has he communicated with you beforehand?"