you are different from the picture

The small calculations in Gu Yile's heart were crackling.

Not to mention the appearance of the other party, he can reject it with "not suitable for the eyes" or "not my type". Just talking about the photos he sent in the past, if the other party does not block him overnight, it is considered a strong psychological quality.

He found a picture of a big guy in women's clothing on the Internet.

It's not a traditional women's bigwig.

If the combination of blonde hair, rabbit ears, black silk, and maid outfits is not only not persuasive, but even a cute spot that makes some nerds excited, then the strong figure, dark hair, and dark hair that have nothing to match it Skin and lush leg hair can only be a nightmare for men all over the world.

With the confidence of winning, Gu Yile sent this carefully selected photo.

Almost at the same time, he received a photo from Liang.

A photo of a photo, to be precise.

On the picture is a passport photo with a blue background, placed on the table, it looks like it was taken with a mobile phone.

The photo showed a boy with a serious expression. Gu Yile couldn't hold back his curiosity. He loaded the original photo and then zoomed in with two fingers... In vain, the photo was not in focus.

After staring at it for a long time, I saw a handsome silhouette, which at least proved that my mother was not overly flattering this time.

This made Gu Yile inexplicably upset, thinking: What's the matter with this person, it's fine to post a photo with GV quality, it's not a recent photo, it looks like the one posted on the high school diploma, it's not sincere.

But this face fits his voice quite well, with regular facial features, meticulous grooming, and a bit of intriguing coldness and mystery between his brows and eyes. Not to mention putting it in the gay circle, even girls outside love his style.

It seems that it is not too exaggerated to say that many girls chased him when he was in high school.

Gu Yile, who was aroused by curiosity, scratched his heart and scratched his liver, wanting to see the clear big picture of the person, and thinking about the purpose of asking for the photo, moving his fingers left and right on the virtual keyboard, typing "so-so" for a while, and changing it to "But that's all." Because I'm not good at lying, I couldn't send it after a long time.

Fortunately, the other party responded first.

Liang: [Like women's clothing? 】

Gu Yile was excited.I'm sorry to bully the other party, but he is very good at bullying himself.

Today Yihappy: [Yeah, am I dressed so beautifully? [/shy]】

Extremely contrived.

After sending the message, Gu Yile picked up the water glass and drank a couple of sips to suppress his shock. When he heard the vibration and picked up the phone again, he almost choked on half a mouthful of water that he didn't have time to swallow.

Liang: [It's okay. 】

The young man has a good mental quality, Gu Yile thought while coughing.

He began to write a small composition, and read while typing: "We are already a minority group, and my hobby is even more marginal among the minority group. It doesn't matter what people say about me, but if it hurts you and puts you under pressure, Then..."

Before he finished typing, another concise message was sent from the other side.

Liang: [Acceptable. 】

Gu Yile was shocked.

I couldn't wake up after sleeping.

In the morning, he rented a smart piano room to practice the piano. He first played Mendelssohn, then Paganini, and then put aside the competition repertoire and played "Gypsy Rhapsody".

The sadness in the first half passed slowly, and in the latter part of the allegro, Gu Yile kept his eyes closed almost the whole time.

In the center of the dark stage, there are many villains dancing, blue, white, yellow, and purple, some in ballet skirts, some in tutu skirts, funny, dignified, and some in maid outfits and rabbit ears.

They danced and laughed, retreated to both sides in a circle, and spontaneously made way for a tall man to stride from the light door at the end.

When he got closer, he could find that this person had a face that Gu Yile had seen last night.Even if it is not very clear, you can still see his handsome and extraordinary face like a prince, as if it is shining.

At the end of the last paragraph, where the pitch was spiraling and the rhythm was accelerating, Gu Yile did not open his eyes, slowly lowered the piano from his shoulders, raised his hand holding the bow, and covered his face deeply in the quiet space alone.

"Fuck—" His reaction was delayed, his face was flushed, and he gasped and cursed, "You're so fucking handsome."

Gu Yile, who regards a home everywhere as his second dream besides music, can't help but start thinking about whether he should set up a home to play.

In the afternoon, he went to Nanshan Villa to give the children sparring lessons.

After the last education, the child became more obedient, and this time he introduced himself: "My name is Yu Haoxuan, don't call me a brat from now on."

The child is still very cute when he is not noisy, Gu Yile smiled happily: "Okay, Haohao."

"It's Haoyue's Hao." The child reminded, "You're so stupid, you must think it's the three o'clock water one."

Gu Yile choked, raised his hand and rubbed his head fiercely: "You are so smart, why didn't you see you straighten your bow?"

Gu Yile breathed a sigh of relief in this huge family today where there were only children and a nanny.Fortunately, the salary is called on WeChat, and I don't have a chance to meet the parents of this family.

Two days ago, when the real parents came to add friends, Gu Yile looked forward and backward like walking on eggshells, and only agreed this time after confirming that he made no mistake this time.

This kind of oolong is enough once, if you do it again, do you want to lose your face?

Speaking of face... Gu Yile raised his hand to touch his own, closed his eyes, and imagined in the rhythm, thinking that he was touching his beautifully curved thin lips, high nose bridge, and knife-shaved contour...

Fortunately, the soundtrack is "Little Star", which is no better than the saw. If there is another rhapsody, Gu Yile might show an idiot face on the spot.

When get out of class was about to end, Yu Haoxuan asked, "Why is "Little Star" the first piece I learn for all musical instruments?"

Gu Yile: "I can't tell, have you learned other musical instruments?"

Yu Haoxuan began to count with his fingers: "Violin, piano, harmonica, guzheng, cucurbit...all have taken trial lessons."

Gu Yile rolled her eyes wildly in her heart, thinking: This family is really looking forward to their children becoming a dragon, and they are not afraid of their children being tired.

"I've all taken trial lessons..." Gu Yile asked him, "Among these instruments, which one do you like the most?"

Yu Haoxuan puffed his cheeks, and said firmly: "Anyway, I don't like violin the most."

As he spoke, he glanced at his piano, and muttered with some reluctance: "Can't you like them all? They all sound good."

Gu Yile did not expect that one day he would be instructed by a six-year-old child.

A handsome man is handsome, and you will get tired of looking at it a few more times. Do you really want to give up the entire forest for a leafy tree?

It's better not to, after all, they are all beautiful.

Moreover, a face of Liang's level can only be seen from a distance and not played with, and it makes people feel flustered and short of breath when they are around.

Even Gu Yile didn't realize that his optimism and bravery were useless in terms of emotions.

Shrouded in the shadow of being in love, he is used to finding all kinds of excuses for himself, curled up in his shell, like a mollusk that is afraid of being hurt, as soon as his head sticks out, when a drop of rain falls on his head, he hugs into a hug in fright. The group shrank back.

Following the previous topic, he sent a message to Liang: [You can accept it, but I can't... I don't like your type]

Speaking against his will made his heart feel guilty, and Gu Yile's typing hands were a little trembling.

Liang replied quickly: [Which type do you like? 】

Gu Yile wanted to say that I like the type that doesn't say "you", but changed his words: [I like people who share the same interests as me]

Liang: [Do you mean the same thing? 】

Today should be happy: 【It is considered】

Liang: [I like black. 】

Today should be happy: [I like blue]

Liang: [I like reading books. 】

Today should be happy: [I like music]

Liang: [I like rock climbing. 】

Today should be happy: [I hate sports]

Liang: [I prefer sweets. 】

Today Yihappy: [Coincidentally, I love spicy food]

Liang: [I saw that there are models posted in your circle of friends. 】

today Yihappy: [It was given by a friend. I fought for a long time and even scratched my hand. I couldn’t play the piano for two days. At that time, I swore I would never fight again]

Today should be happy: [Look, the two of us are not suitable at all]

After sending this sentence, Gu Yile let out a long sigh of relief.

Speaking of this, the other party should understand what to do.

In line with the principle of multiple friends and multiple paths, he added: [I know that you greet me every day because of the pressure from your parents, why don't we give up these red tapes and make friends easily, that would be great[/喜笑]]

After a while, Liang replied: 【No. 】

Then he said: [Not good. 】

Then three bursts: [Because of the difference, it is more suitable. 】

Gu Yile looked up to the sky and screamed: [Dating love is not about checking for leaks and filling in gaps. The so-called complementarity is to put it bluntly that there is no common ground, and no common topics can be found[/Halo]]

Liang: [We are all gay. 】

Liang: [Same. 】

...what kind of common ground is this?

After all, we're both men.

Gu Yile couldn't figure it out, being a handsome guy, what is he trying so hard for?

He took a deep breath, and then exhaled hard through his nostrils—it seemed that he had to show his trump card!

He typed with a sad face: [Unfortunately, my model does not match yours... Don't look at me as a woman who likes to wear women's clothes, but I am actually a real big guy. Apart from world peace, my dream is to sleep all over the world, little 1]

【[Music: "Zero Everywhere"]】

[This song made me cry, being 0 is not easy, I have to save them[/strong][/strong][/strong]]

The other side stopped talking.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes... Two 10 minutes passed, and Gu Yile's hanging heart slowly relaxed.

He really is a 1.

Gu Yile, who came to this conclusion, didn't know whether to regret or be thankful, thinking that at least he, an uncertain little bastard, didn't delay others, and felt much more at ease.

Gu Yile still has self-knowledge about himself. Rather than saying that he doesn't believe in love, it's better to say that what he doesn't believe in is the fragile relationship between people that is maintained by so-called promises.

Thinking back to the time when he was about to graduate from the third year of high school, the contemptuous eyes, contemptuous smiles, and sarcasm that rushed up... Gu Yile shivered with lingering fear, and pulled the quilt to cover his whole head.

After a while, Mimi poked out half of it again, and went to the forum with her mobile phone to have fun to calm down.

He on the Internet is another him, there is no need to cover up, even if he reveals his true nature, no one will criticize him.

He swaggered through the new posts on the forum like an emperor visiting the harem, leaving footprints for those who were interested, and likes for those who were not interested to show encouragement. Wherever the enthusiastic netizen todayyihappy went, there was peace and warmth.

At the same time, in a certain classroom of a certain school in a certain European country, Liang Dong rarely held his mobile phone, freed his hand to push his glasses, and silently read someone's comment in a post about sports——

today should be happy: my best exercise is besides repeated horizontal jumps, sit-ups, and being fucked on the bed[/awsl]

Then I went back to WeChat and stared at the phrase "genuine Da Meng 1" for half a minute.

Not long ago, he just learned the meaning of "Da Meng 1" through Internet searches.

When switching back to the forum, Liang Dong's face was calm, but his heart was overwhelmed.

Would you rather lie to me than try with me?

The sea water was both bitter and sour, which made Liang Dong feel disheartened. He slipped his hand and pressed the wrong key without paying attention.

So when Gu Yile was sucking on the beautiful flesh in a certain picture post, a message popped up at the top of the screen - dong stepped on your comment.

He rubbed his eyes three times to confirm that it was indeed a step down, not a like.

The upside-down thumbs seemed to tell him ruthlessly—you are so flamboyant that even netizens can't stand it.

Gu Yile opened a private chat with Dong: What are you doing... tat

Then something even more shocking happened, the message was sent out for a while, but Dong didn't reply.

Click along the avatar, the green dot below has gone out, and it is offline.

Gu Yile clenched the quilt tightly, invisible tears swirled in his eyes.

In reality, the pain of rejecting a handsome guy is already so painful that I can't breathe. How can I still be despised when I go online?

This newcomer, Comrade Xiao 0, is really too much. He was chatting with her husband yesterday, so why don't he pretend to be cold today? !

While feeling wronged, the phone vibrated, and there was a new message on WeChat.

Liang: [I can also do 0. 】

……

……

Gu Yile, who took more than ten seconds to react: I fucked up! !