Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Li Rong crossed his arms, his eyes fell on the tape measure in Cen Xiao's hand, he raised his eyebrows: "Cen Xiao, you know I'm only seventeen this year, I'm underage."

Cen Xiao stepped over, grabbed the end of the tape measure, and whispered in his ear: "Don't move."

Li Rong raised his neck cooperatively, his thin and white eyelids trembled slightly, and he did not forget to remind Cen Wei: "I'm still young, I don't even know what tricks you like."

Cen Wei paused, staring at Li Rong's peachy eyes: "Teach me?"

Li Rong smiled, raised his hands to his ears and begged for forgiveness: "I don't really want to learn."

Cen Xiao passed the measuring tape around his chest, and pinched it in the middle of his shallow back: "There is no sound insulation here."

Li Rong really shut up honestly.

Coming out of the measuring room, Li Rong buttoned the last button of the cotton-padded jacket, and sighed to himself: "I don't know if the dress will look good or not."

The measurer said with a smile: "Don't worry, our teachers have won awards in the world, and have also tailored red carpet dresses for many celebrities. I believe they will not disappoint your expectations."

Li Rong's eyes rolled around, and he teased meaningfully: "I'm not worried about your teacher, it's just that this new body master's technique is too unprofessional, it hurts me."

The body measurer couldn't figure out whether Li Rong was joking, so he could only look at Cen Wei for help: "Aren't you two friends?"

Cen Wei wrapped the measuring tape around his palm and rolled it up, put it on the table beside him, glanced at Li Rong, and said calmly: "Eat people with short mouths, but soft hands with others."

Li Rong pretended to be shocked, as if he had heard this proverb for the first time in his life, and asked curiously: "Really, then why do you never keep your mouth shut?"

Cen Wei was blocked by him for a while, feeling amused in his heart, but he could only forcefully sullenly say, "Let's go."

Li Rong trotted to keep up, chasing after Cen Wei and reminded him: "You will take me home first, the taxi cost me a hundred when I came."

Cen Wei said coldly, "Do I owe you?"

Li Rong nodded approvingly: "Well, you have a conscience."

Cen Xiao didn't even refute him.

After getting in the car, Li Rong started to call the rental company to refund the order. The other party still found reasons for not wanting to return the order at first. Li Rong dug out the contract and confronted the other party one by one. Furious, he refunded Li Rong's money.

Li Rong hung up the phone and leaned back tiredly, his energy just now was swept away, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

He was not in good health, and after tossing back and forth for a long time, he completely lost his appetite, and his fragile stomach began to reflux.

Cen Xiao waited for him to calm down, glanced down, raised his hand and pressed the light music: "I haven't seen you talking so much before."

The person who used to have a cold face all the year round and couldn't utter a single word seems to be gone forever.

Li Rong tilted his head and looked out of the car window, the shadows of trees were passing by in a hurry, and the long shadows on the asphalt road were like printed chocolate bars gradually slipping out of a machine.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and when he heard Cen Xiao's words, he followed without thinking: "Rights are rare, and they are only reserved for those who are capable of fighting for themselves."

"En." Cen Wei was silent for a long time, until Li Rong was already drowsy, he replied in a low voice.

He used to think that keeping a person in his original state forever was as if all the cruel things hadn’t happened, as if the bloody reality had left no traces.

It's a pity that it's just self-deception.

People have to put on their own armor, pick up a sharp knife, strip off their weaknesses, and get out of the hotbed. Survival is a lonely struggle.

Li Rong's eyes were completely closed, his breathing became long and even, his freshly blown hairstyle was a little messy, and the ends of his hair lightly covered his eyelids, the colors outside the glass window gradually dissipated, leaving only the A ray of light on the Adam's apple.

Cen Xiao calmly turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, turned down the sound of soft music, and slowly slowed down the speed of the car.

This is what he can do for him.

Li Rong woke up from his lethargy, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that the sky was completely dark.

His eyes were dry and sour, and his neck was also very stiff. The car had already parked on the side of the road, but the air conditioner had not been turned off.

"Here? I fell asleep."

Li Rong's voice was gruff. When he just woke up, his head was not so clear-headed, and the defenses around his body were not tight enough, giving people the illusion that there was an opportunity to take advantage of.

Cen Wei: "Your house will be taken back soon."

Li Rong blinked, and looked at his small yard through the street lamp.

The green plants in front of the villa have not been taken care of for a long time, and they have grown wild and arrogant, branching out to the cobblestone road.

Since Cen Xiao promised last time, the management of the property has indeed become stricter. No one smashed the glass of his house anymore, and no one painted red paint on the door. Even the wreaths delivered by express delivery were actively rejected by the property management department. up.

"Yeah, there are still a few days." He almost forgot about it, and didn't bother to find a place to live.

Cen Ling's fingers lightly rubbed against the steering wheel: "If you want to..."

"I don't want to." Li Rong interrupted him resolutely, and then smiled, "I said, don't you understand? Architecture itself is meaningless without people, not to mention that if you are addicted to the past, you will have no way to go. go forward."

It was the same in the last life. I don't know what stimulated me, so I insisted on buying this house as a birthday present for him.

God knows how depressed he was to receive this birthday present.

Li Rong got out of the car, and said to Cen Wei with a half-smile, "See you on my birthday."

Song Yuanyuan's coming-of-age ceremony was held at their family's small manor in the outer suburbs of City A.

As the only daughter of the Song family, this coming-of-age ceremony is indeed a big deal. In addition to the dazzling small gifts from many friends in the business world, there are also dessert sponsorships from niche brands.

Song's mother even built a small Disney castle for Song Yuanyuan in the yard, which was specially provided for the girls who came to the coming-of-age ceremony to take pictures.

Song Yuanyuan had already forgotten to greet the guests. She was wearing playful and lovely princess makeup, a golden curly wig, a sterling silver princess crown pinned to her head, and a long milky white dress, outlining her exquisite figure .

She stepped on high heels, was supported to walk up to the castle, pushed open the sky blue shutters, held her chin, and posed gracefully.

Under the castle, two professional photographers knelt on one knee and focused on taking pictures of her.

The guests who were invited naturally did not hesitate to praise.

"Yuanyuan is so beautiful today, every day from now on!"

"It's really a little princess, extravagant and elegant!"

"A beautiful and kind girl, who will be lucky enough to marry her in the future."

"Yuan Yuan deserves to be the only focus today."

Song's mother smiled and said: "Our Yuanyuan is not in a hurry to get married. She has always focused on studying and listens to her family very much. Unlike some girls, she agrees as soon as a boy chases her."

"That's right, Yuanyuan is becoming more and more like a lady."

Song's mother: "I'm not stopping her from falling in love, but the society is complicated, and she doesn't have the ability to distinguish. Of course, mothers have to worry more..."

"Hiss, look quickly."

"Who is that?"

"Li Rong is the son of Li Qingli and Gu Nong."

"This is Li Rong, this child looks really..."

"I have to say, it's so beautiful, so beautiful."

Li Rong was wearing a well-cut and neatly pressed pure black dress, and sat quietly on the very inconspicuous last row of seats.

His body proportions are good, the dress is slightly tightened at the waist and abdomen, his legs are crossed at will, and the straight trousers are pulled up and slid up, revealing his round anklebones.

The originally elegant and serious black dress did not make people feel suffocating. Inside the tight coat was a white shirt with a slightly open collar. The white collar was trembling in the wind, and the slender collarbone was looming.

Li Rong has a beautiful face that makes people lament the injustice of the sky. This face is clearly thin and well-defined, but no matter how you look at it, it looks elegant and soft. Those peach blossom eyes are extraordinarily clear and bright, and the pupils seem to have been dyed by sunlight. Similarly, the ability to seduce people with just a glance.

His hair is thick and soft, with curls at the ends, hanging precariously on the little mole between the end of his eyes and his temples, and his slightly pouty lips have just been moistened with the red wine provided by the banquet, filling his pale complexion plainly. Somewhat vivid color.

He just sat there, not arguing or arguing, not saying a word, and it was enough to attract the eyes of all visual animals.

It was an indistinguishable aesthetic feeling between men and women.

Song Yuanyuan in the castle was sensitively aware of the diversion of everyone's eyes, and the voices that praised her gradually disappeared, as if those compliments had just been overturned by someone, and it was no longer suitable to say them again.

The castle was facing the living room, and everyone's eyes coincidentally skipped over the gorgeous and beautiful building, skipped over the well-dressed her, and turned to an inconspicuous direction at the door.

Song Yuanyuan was still at a loss, she held her skirt in a daze, leaned against the window, and poked her head out to look at Mother Song.

Mother Song's complexion is not very good.

Today is Song Yuanyuan's birthday, which is her most important coming-of-age ceremony.

Mother Song hired the best stylist and dressmaker for her daughter. She intends to let others see. Their family has never climbed higher than the Li family. Song Yuanyuan used to fall in love with Li Rong. Song Yuanyuan was beautiful and good enough. Now she is with Li Rong The separation means that Li Rong is no longer worthy of Song Yuanyuan.

But obviously, the daughter was overwhelmed by the guest.

And it was the unworthy boyfriend who caused this unhappiness.

Li Rong was very innocent, he didn't seem to expect that his appearance would attract so many stares.

He sat up slightly, pursed his lips lightly, his eyelashes trembled as he looked around, and his tensed Adam's apple rolled slowly.

Li Rongshun laughed innocently, "It's all about me, today is my girlfriend's coming-of-age ceremony."

Cen Xiao watched quietly not far away, and suddenly felt a little dry.

He picked up the champagne glass, took a sip, and stared fiercely at Li Rong's rarely rosy lips.

The champagne was bubbling and swirling in the slender transparent glass, the water surface was as restless as Cen Xiao's heart.

It was also the first time he saw the bright Li Rong, and it was the first time he discovered that people can be so beautiful.

If Li Rong was willing to stand on that colorful castle, he would be interested to see the photographer's lens.