Rebirth of the Canary in Captivity

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Night is the most difficult time for Shen An, he will always think of the past.

Those things are small things, but when they accumulate one by one, they become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

"Xiao An, can you try this for me?"

A hearty and laughing voice came from the door, Shen An struggled out of memory, looked up and saw Fu Xingyue poking his head out from behind the door.

Seeing that Shen An showed no resistance, she walked in with a dark purple thing in her hand.

Shen An was startled, and then his pupils dilated - he was very familiar with the fabric, style, and even texture of the thing.

On the eve of the car accident in his previous life, he was beaten hard by Qin Zheng who was too drunk, and finally Qin Zheng dragged him by the collar and threw him into the cold water of the bathtub.

Just because he questioned whether Qin Zheng could let him go after getting married.

The coolness penetrating into the bone marrow hit his nerves, and his headache almost burst, but Qin Zheng still persisted, pinching his neck like a mad dog and pressing into the water.

While Shen An was struggling, the bridge of his nose hit the wall of the bathtub, blood kept gushing out, and the rusty cold water poured into his nasal cavity and stomach. Shen An was like this, and Qin Zheng frantically washed him "clean". ".

After finishing all the cleaning, Shen An was still on the carpet with his hair pulled. He thought that this torture would finally be over, but he didn't expect Qin Zheng's gloomy voice to ring in his ears.

"An'an, good boy, would you like to wear this?"

Without waiting for Shen An's answer, Qin Zheng directed two people to come over and wipe the wet Shen An dry. Finally, he let the naked Shen An stand in front of the mirror, pinched Shen An's neck, and asked him if his body looked good.

An'an, you can't escape, because you are too dirty, only I want you.

An An, without me, you are nothing...

If you dare to escape, I will kill you, make you a specimen, and let everyone visit your disgusting body...

Shen An, who was powerless, trembled with fright at these words. He shook his head in despair and murmured no, but Qin Zheng didn't let him go.

That dark purple dress was beautiful, with a faint scent of aquatic perfume. When it was unfolded, there was a delicate pattern of irises on the skirt.

Ann, I want to see you wear this.Shen An heard Qin Zheng muttering in his ear, and then his puppet-like body was lifted up, and the beautiful little skirt passed through his white ankles, upwards, pulled up to his calves, and kept upwards, finally covering the Live in a place where he is different.

With a paper-colored face, Shen An looked down at the little skirt handed over to him. He felt a tingling pain in his brain, and his heart was beating suddenly. The blood vessels in his whole body were about to burst at any time. .

"Yes, I'm sorry, Fu...Miss Fu, I don't want to wear it, can I trouble you to find someone else?"

Fu Xingyue pouted, not knowing whether she was dissatisfied with the "Miss Fu" who was out of touch, or she felt sorry for Shen An's rejection of her. She shrugged and sighed.

"Well... I thought you would be very happy," Fu Xingyue sat down beside Shen An, and put his arms around Shen An's shoulders carelessly, "This skirt is a new design from our studio. Released to the public, it happens that your figure is about the same as the model, so I want you to try it for us, but it's okay...it's really too reluctant for you to try this."

Fu Xingyue thought that Shen An was depressed because she asked him to wear women's clothes, she paused, and then said, "Sorry Xiao An, I shouldn't have stereotyped you..."

Shen An waved his hands quickly when he heard the words, "No, no, I didn't..." Thinking of this kind of thing becoming darker and darker, he immediately changed the subject, "You just said that this dress was not released?"

Fu Xingyue nodded, and showed Shen An the details on the dress, "Here, there are still traces of modification. This is a sample dress, just make it before the fashion week in a few months."

A few months later...

Shen An finally realized that something was wrong - when Qin Zheng forced himself to try this dress, the fashion week had not yet started, if the timeline was the same, the design of Fu Xingyue's studio might have been leaked.

"Fu, Sister Fu, can you let me try this dress?" Shen An pursed her lips and hesitated, "I want to give you some advice."

Fu Xingyue didn't mind Shen An's inconsistencies, she smiled brightly, "Of course!"

Shen An walked into the cloakroom with the clothes and closed the door tightly. His expression changed, and he quickly put the skirt on the table beside him, looked at himself in the mirror indifferently, and took off the clothes on his body one by one.

There were no new wounds on the reborn body, and most of the scars had faded. Shen An reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips, moved his fingers away, and the light-colored knife mark on his heart carried a hint of gentle ferocity.

Shen An's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, he stretched out his hand towards the little purple skirt, and the knuckles of his fingers hit the edge of the table suddenly, causing him to grunt in pain, and tears were squeezed out.

Being bumped made his dull mood a little better, and when he picked up the skirt again, his movements became much more natural.

This is the first time he has worn a small skirt since his rebirth.

Shen An tilted his head, feeling a little ridiculous.

Before I had time to take a closer look, Shen An realized that this skirt was indeed different from the one in Qin Zheng's hand in many details, but the overall look was similar, with the subtle sense of balance at the strapless shoulders, the bold hollow back, and the skirt. The big irises at the end of the skirt remind Shen An of something everywhere.

He has always believed that clothes are alive, they are not just a fig leaf for human beings, but more often than not, they are also expressing their own feelings.

Clothes are a part of the human body, and only when they are worn on the body can people truly see its beauty.

Shen An turned around and looked at his own back in the mirror, and suddenly found himself in trouble.

A gradient ribbon hung down from the back of the long skirt. Shen An bent his arms and found that he couldn't go around the back to tie the ribbon.

Sure enough, she shouldn't be wearing this skirt, Shen An scratched her head, planning to change it out first, and then give Fu Xingyue her own revision opinion after going out.

Just as Shen An was about to take off her skirt, Fu Xingyue's voice sounded from the door.

"Xiao An! Is the belt of the skirt difficult to tie? Do you want me to help you?!"

Shen An stopped taking off his skirt, he frowned in embarrassment and looked at himself in the mirror, his shoulders slumped.

Forget it, he thought, let's talk outside.

Opening the door of the cloakroom, Shen An bumped into Fu Yunqi who was standing in front of the cloakroom.

"Ah...Mr. Fu..." He panicked for a moment, turned around and ran into the cloakroom, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"Where are you going?"

Fu Yunqi's fingers lightly stroked Shen An's wrist, and his eyes dimmed as he looked at the thin back. With a little force, he brought Shen An back in front of him.

Shen An was shrouded in Fu Yunqi's shadow, lowered his head, and said nothing.

The air was silent for a few seconds, Shen An heard a slight sigh, and then his wrist was let go.

"What did you see me running?"

"I……"

"Afraid I see you in women's clothing?"

Shen An's sensitive nerves were touched, he subconsciously turned his head away, "I'm just helping your sister..."

"Turn around."

Suddenly being ordered like this, Shen An was taken aback for a moment, lowered his eyes and let out an "oh", and turned around obediently.

Feeling a tightness around her waist, Shen An peeked back secretly from the corner of her eye. A slender hand with well-defined bones and jade was wrapped with a silk ribbon that gradually changed to starry sky purple. With a little force on that hand, he simply hit it with one hand. a knot.

The soft silk ribbon hangs down naturally and falls on one side of the skirt. It is tightened just right. Shen An's shoulder blades are faintly visible under the hollow tulle, like a butterfly lying on its back and about to take off.

Shen An watched the hand withdraw, he thought of something, his face turned red, and his head lowered a little.

"Thank you Mr. Fu..."

"En." Fu Yunqi was not modest, he stared at Shen An's soft hair, and his eyes fell directly on Shen An's tender neck.

Shen An didn't know why Fu Yunqi didn't let him go, he bit his lower lip, carefully raised his head and glanced at Fu Yunqi, but was caught by the silent man, Shen An seemed to be touched by soft flesh The snail quickly lowered its head.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Generally, when a domineering CEO asks this sentence, they are expecting a stubborn "not afraid", and then they can find excuses to play hooligans further.Shen An complained that he had read too many such routines in novels.

"Well, a little bit." Shen An nodded calmly, his shoulders slumped and his head bowed in a funny manner, "I don't know which sentence you said is true and which sentence is false, you clearly said that you signed the contract today."

No one has been seen since the afternoon, and it is already dark now.Shen An pouted secretly.

The contract has become Shen An's current life-saving straw. He can only rest assured after signing it, otherwise Qin Zheng will always be the sword of Damocles hanging above his head.

"You do not trust me?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Shen An didn't want to play charades with Fu Yunqi again, he took a step back, put his hands on the wardrobe, raised his eyes, and said in a firmer tone, "I just want to know, Mr. Fu How long is the deadline given?"

This deadline is not only the duration of the contract, but also the date of Qin Zheng's death.

Shen An couldn't wait to see Qin Zheng's distressed state of confession and prayer.

"How long will you give me?" Fu Yunqi asked back, he suddenly became interested in chatting with the thin and pale boy in front of him, "Is one year enough?"

Shen An is not qualified to negotiate with Fu Yunqi. He doesn't have much leverage in his hand, but the biggest beneficiary of this deal is himself.

For such a good thing, Shen An couldn't accept it without any grievances. He looked into Fu Yunqi's deep eyes and asked, "Mr. Fu has no other requirements?"

"Of course." Fu Yunqi folded his arms around his chest. The black shirt and trousers on his body made his figure even taller. He tilted his head and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. "The additional condition is that you ability to help Fu Xingyue."

"You investigate me?"

"Heh," Fu Yunqi shook his head, "It's not an investigation, you have to know the ability of the other party when doing business, right?"

Fu Yunqi is a shrewd egoist, Shen An's eyelids twitched, and he became a little more guarded against the man in front of him.

The ambiguous atmosphere just now dissipated in an instant, and the moment the two looked at each other, swords, lights and swords flashed.

"Qin Zheng earned his first pot of gold by participating in foreign fashion design competitions when he was in college. The golden years that amazed everyone was your design, right?"

Shen An's face was pale, and his breathing became much more rapid.

That golden age is the pain that he can't erase in this life - he thought that Qin Zheng approached him because he really liked it, so when he agreed to be with Qin Zheng, he gave Qin the design draft of this evening dress Zheng.

Later, he used his own design to personally replace the violent shackles that he had suffered for nearly ten years.

[The author has something to say: Shen Xiaoan is still a manual hhh

I want to see him in a skirt hhh

Old Fu: (covers it) No, you don't want to!

Good night in advance!

Is there anyone watching? Is there anyone watching? It’s troublesome for someone to watch]