My pretty boyfriend in a dress doesn't talk much

In fact, at the very beginning, Wei Mingshan didn't feel that there was anything wrong. After the teacher said that, Gong Zeyu fell on the table and covered his face with his arms. Wei Mingshan just thought that he A little embarrassed, and didn't want others to recognize who he was.

But when the students had already started to listen to the class seriously, Gong Zeyu still didn't raise his head, Wei Mingshan felt a little strange at this moment.He lightly poked Miyazawa Yu's arm.

Wei Mingshan saw his arm twitch slightly, as if trying to avoid his touch, but immediately realized who was touching him.He slowly raised his head, saw Wei Mingshan's worried expression, and smiled embarrassedly, as if there was nothing unusual about it.

But Wei Mingshan saw that his face was pale.

Gong Zeyu's complexion was originally fair, but now it doesn't look bloody at all, and her lips are even paler, as if there are teeth marks from being bitten.

But she was noticed by the teacher just now, and it was after that that Gong Zeyu's behavior was wrong. Although the university class was relatively relaxed, Wei Mingshan didn't dare to have more conversations with Gong Zeyu, so as not to attract more attention.

Gong Zeyu seemed to see his worry, and thought that she was going to tell Wei Mingshan about herself and Gong Zeqi anyway, so she wrote a few words in the notebook and pushed it to him.

"I'm fine. I'll tell you when I get back. About Miyazawa and I, and the reason why I'm dressing up like this now."

When Wei Mingshan saw these words on the notebook, he felt mixed feelings.The joy is that I can understand Gong Zeyu better, but the worry is that I don't know what happened to Gong Zeyu?

If possible, he hoped that Gong Zeyu would wear women's clothing only because of his personal preference, not because of what he had experienced.

Gong Zeyu seemed to see his worry, patted his hand on the notebook, and when Wei Mingshan looked at it, she showed him a comforting smile.

Now Gong Zeyu can no longer see the discomfort just now, although the smile is very weak, but the complexion has recovered a lot.

Wei Mingshan had no choice but to let go of his complicated thoughts and continue to listen to the class, but he would occasionally pay attention to Gong Zeyu's situation, but Gong Zeyu seemed to be back to normal, and occasionally looked out the window in a daze, and would listen to it from time to time. The teacher said a few words.

Both of them had full classes in the afternoon, and after Gong Zeyu followed Wei Mingshan for a class, he went to his own classroom for class.

Wei Mingshan actually thought about it, otherwise the two of them would simply skip class in the afternoon, but they were stopped by Gong Zeyu. Although both of them can guarantee their grade points to be at the top of the class, it is not good to have too many absenteeism rates.

Wei Mingshan had no choice but to say goodbye to him obediently, and then watched him leave.

Seeing that Gong Zeyu had left, Zhou Fangning, who had been holding back for two hours, finally couldn't help it anymore, grabbed Wei Mingshan's shoulder and shook him, his tone full of surprise and disbelief: "San'er, when did you talk to Gong Zeyu like this?" It's ripe!!!!"

Wei Mingshan glanced at Zhou Fangning, and was a little speechless by his exaggerated expression.But he stepped forward without even thinking about it at the time, and now the fact that he has a good relationship with him may be spread, and I don't know if it will cause any trouble to Gong Zeyu.

He himself didn't care, but Gong Zeyu had never had anyone close to him, but suddenly an unknown person like himself appeared.

Wei Mingshan, who had no idea that he had been famous twice on the forum, thought so.

Wei Mingshan thought about it, and it was different from when he thought Gong Zeyu was a girl. In order to prevent Zhou Fangning's thick line from accidentally revealing his feelings, it would make it more difficult for him to chase someone, and it would increase the source of conversation for others. Before coming out, it's better not to say too much.

So he replied: "He and my cousin knew each other, and when they needed help with painting in club activities, they came to me. That's how we got to know each other."

Zhou Fangning didn't have any doubts about this statement, but just sighed: "But the relationship between you seems to be very good. Do you still like him?"

Wei Mingshan did not answer directly, but said: "He is good-looking and has a good personality. Although I have only been with him for two days, I think I get along well with him."

This kind of answer resonated with Zhou Fangning, who is essentially a sexual lover. He was so nervous that he didn't notice that Wei Mingshan avoided his question: "Indeed, he looks much better in real life than in the photos. It's just that he is too cold-hearted. , if the attitude towards others is as friendly as it is towards you, there must be a bunch of friends around."

Zhou Fangning scratched his head, and continued: "Maybe he just doesn't like being surrounded by too many people, or is impatient with too many people's pursuit, which made him what he is now. Just now, his attitude towards me was quite good. Really. Flooded to death, drought to drought, I'm pretty handsome, but now I'm still single and no one is chasing me."

Looking at Zhou Fangning who was off topic while talking, Wei Mingshan shook his head speechlessly, but since he didn't continue to ask, he didn't need to say anything: "Aren't you a wife of a bunch of paper people? Go, don't It's time to go to class."

Zhou Fangning murmured: "This is different... I really want a girlfriend who can go to comic exhibitions with me. It would be even better if I could have a couple cosplay with myself..."

Because of Gong Zeyu's promise to tell about her affairs, Wei Mingshan was actually a little absent-minded in class in the afternoon, and felt that every minute passed very long.

After school finally came to an end, after saying goodbye to Zhou Fangning, he rushed back to Gong Zeyu's house immediately.

Gong Zeyu hasn't come back yet, but standing in the living room, Wei Mingshan's heart calmed down.Before, he prepared to boil the frog in warm water, but now he became impatient. It would be bad if such an attitude put pressure on Miyazawa Yu.

Wei Mingshan, who wanted to understand, started cooking, and when the food was served, Gong Zeyu happened to arrive home with Gong Zelan.

After dinner, Gong Zelan went back to her room to do her homework. Before she left, she looked speechlessly at Wei Mingshan who was rushing her to do her homework instead of letting herself watch TV for a rest: "Why are you dismissing me? Don't bully my brother." Do you understand?"

Wei Mingshan said: "How could I possibly bully Zeyu? Don't junior high school students have a lot of homework? Go, go, you can play after you finish writing."

Such a coaxing tone made Gong Zelan roll her eyes, but she did have a lot of homework.Going to college feels free, and she wants to go to college too.Gong Zelan thought so naively.

Switched on the small light bulb, and while Miyazawa was packing up the dishes, Wei Mingshan placed fruit on the tea table, and after observing Miyazawa's favorite drinks for the past two days, he turned on the TV and turned the volume down to a low level. Affecting the size of the speech, he wanted to create a relaxed conversation atmosphere.

Gong Zeyu, who came out of the kitchen, saw such a scene and understood his good intentions. It was a little funny, but also a little moved.It's obviously just a private matter that he doesn't like, but he takes it so seriously.

Gong Zeyu was about to sit on the side sofa, but was held back by Wei Mingshan.He froze for a moment, and then Wei Mingshan pulled him to his side.

After Gong Zeyu sat down next to Wei Mingshan, Wei Mingshan didn't let go of him, just gently held his wrist with such strength that he could break free at any time, and the warm palm conveyed A gentle warmth spread from his wrist to his heart.

Gong Zeyu lowered his eyelids and stared quietly at his wrist for a few seconds, but he didn't break free.

After a moment of silence, Wei Mingshan did not urge him, and even began to complain about the content of the TV, as if he planned to watch TV with Gong Zeyu, which made Gong Zeyu more relaxed.

Gong Zeyu actually didn't know where to start. After sorting out his thoughts, he said: "When I was about seven or eight years old, I experienced school violence for more than a month..."