My pretty boyfriend in a dress doesn't talk much

Gong Zeyu didn't know how he got back to the second grandfather's house that day.He went back to his room and shut himself up, curled up against the edge of the bed.

Big drops of tears fell on the ground. Thinking of the malicious ridicule of his classmates, Xiao Zeyu couldn't help trembling all over. The nausea that had been lingering in his stomach since he was in school became more intense, and he struggled to get up from the ground , ran to the bathroom.

"Ugh..."

The tears spurted by vomiting blurred Xiao Zeyu's eyes again, making him feel more uncomfortable. He knew that he seemed to have done something wrong.

But he didn't understand why he would be hated by everyone just wearing a skirt, even though he was praised by many adults when he sang.

Ozawayu, who couldn't figure it out, curled up on the bed and fell asleep crying.

The next day, Yuesao found Gong Zeyu in the room whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, and who was burning in a daze.

Because of the high fever, Xiao Zeyu rested at home for several days. After waiting, he had to go back to school.He was a little afraid to go to school, but the second grandfather was not easy to get close to, so he didn't dare to be willful.

He thought of Gong Zeqi again, but he was sick these few days, and this elder brother never came to see him.Although he was ignorant, he also felt something was wrong, and he dared not trust Gong Zeqi anymore.He thought, several days have passed, it shouldn't matter...

But things didn't go as he thought.The classmates in the class began to exclude him even more, because they were afraid of being punished by the teacher and did not dare to do it too obviously. Sometimes they would put scary bugs in his desk pocket, and sometimes they would lock him in the toilet and force him to learn. The girl said something, otherwise she wouldn't open the door and let him go, and after he did so, he ran away laughing...

He also tried to tell the second grandpa that he didn't want to go to school, but Gong Deyi was a rigid and assertive elder, and Gong Zeqi just didn't listen to discipline. He thought that Gong Zeyu was playing wild with Gong Zeqi, so he started to avoid studying , didn't listen to what he wanted to say, and just let the driver stare at him to and from school every day.

"The experience of more than a month made me refuse to communicate with others, unwilling to talk, and even less willing to sing. The second grandfather only thought it was a child having a temper, and didn't bother me. It was my master who spoke on the phone every week. Realizing that I was wrong, he made time to come back during his busy schedule. He saw my state at that time, quarreled with the second grandpa, took me back, and even turned down the job cruelly, and gave some The nobleman paid a lot of gifts."

The tone of Gong Zeyu's narration was very flat, hiding many details and psychological changes in the memories, but only telling the general cause and effect, as if describing other people's affairs.

But it was this indifference that made Wei Mingshan's heart ache. He didn't dare to think about what Gong Zeyu had experienced in that month. The evil of a child was beyond the imagination of an adult.The turbulent emotions in his heart made him unconsciously grasp Gong Zeyu's wrist, which was lightly held in his hand just now.

This made Gong Zeyu feel some pain in his wrist, but it was not severe. Looking at Wei Mingshan's frown, and the anger and distress in his eyes, he calmed down the complex negative emotions he felt because of recalling the past.He was about to sort out his language and continue speaking when he heard Wei Mingshan's question.

"What about your other elders at this time?"

Wei Mingshan didn't focus on those children and Gong Zeqi. Although he wanted to chop up Gong Zeqi and feed them to the dogs, he wanted to learn more about Gong Zeyu now.

In the experience that Gong Zeyu briefly described just now, except for his master who often takes care of him, the other elders are not always at home. This makes Wei Mingshan, who is open-minded, dissatisfied with Gong Zeyu's parents. Pay a little attention to Gong Zeyu, will he not experience these things.

Gong Zeyu saw that Wei Mingshan had feelings for his elders, he knew it was because of himself, Wei Mingshan's behavior of always thinking on his side touched him very much, but he still explained to his elders.

"Although they were always busy with work before this, my mother's acting career was at its peak at that time, and it was considered too much to go home once a year, but after learning about this incident, she always blamed herself for caring too little for me, In the end, he even quit the showbiz; my father was not good at words, but at that time he returned home and tried to make me happy; grandpa and master and master also surrounded me all day, they were very worried about me." Gong Zeyu mentioned Relatives, there was no trace of resentment in the tone, "I am still lucky, so many people love me."

Listening to Gong Zeyu's words, Wei Mingshan felt the pain in his heart like being pricked by a needle. He could imagine how cute and cute Gong Zeyu was when he was a child.Even after going through all this, he doesn't complain about others, he doesn't forget to thank the world for the warmth, and he doesn't forget to give back to those who love him. He just wrapped a layer of camouflaged armor to protect the softness inside.

Wei Mingshan asked another question: "Then...why do you insist on singing Danxing?"

It stands to reason that after such an experience, Gong Zeyu should have refused to sing opera, at least she would have refused to sing Danjiao, how could...

Gong Zeyu understood: "You want to ask me why I don't resist pretending to be a girl?"

Wei Mingshan nodded.

"I'm afraid of dressing up as a girl because of that, but I can't hate it. This is because of my great grandfather, who is also my master."

"I grew up with Master and Master. They are more like my biological grandfathers. Although Master is a bit strict with me in study, he is the one who loves me the most. He is usually a little out of temper, like there will be conflicts between father and son. Even though he is over [-] years old, he will take me to play as long as he can do it. The teacher is more stable and careful, and he takes care of my daily life. Even if it is because of Al Alzheimer's always forgets something, but I can always remember what I like to eat."

Speaking of his master and master, Wei Mingshan could see the deep admiration and longing in Gong Zeyu's eyes.

"I am the only direct disciple of Master. Before the accident, he had great hopes for me, hoping that I could inherit his mantle. Although Qiandan Kunsheng is no longer necessary after the founding of the People's Republic of China, after all, he has sung songs all his life. Danjiao, he also has obsessions, and he hopes that Qiandan will not completely cut off his roots. But after that incident, he didn’t force me. He even said that as long as I am happy, it’s okay not to sing in the future.”

Speaking of this, Gong Zeyu was silent for a while, his eyes revealed sadness, which was an expression that he didn't show when he was telling his own experience, and his tone lowered: "During that time, I really refused to learn drama again. When they were all ready for me not to sing again in the future. Master was admitted to the hospital because of overwork, and I heard from the elders that Master was already terminally ill at that time."

The little Gong Zeyu didn't know that cancer was a disease that could not be cured, but he was afraid that his master would get sick, and being hospitalized was a very serious matter to him. He wanted to make his master happy.

So he, who hadn't opened his mouth to sing for a long time, opened his mouth in front of Gong Deren's hospital bed.When the first sentence was blurted out, he saw the joy and tears in Master's eyes.

This encouraged Xiao Zeyu, and later he sang more and more smoothly.I don't know if it's because of his open mind, but Gong Deren recovered his energy and was discharged from the hospital not long after.Xiao Zeyu thought it was because he made Master happy, so he recovered from his illness.But he didn't know that although Gong Deren seemed to be in good spirits, the illness would still torment him.

"Afterwards, I decided to study with Master. Although I picked up singing again because of Master, I really like Peking Opera. It's just that after that incident, I began to be afraid of dressing up as a girl or wearing a skirt in front of people." Gong Zeyu said helplessly Smiled, the smile was a little bit bitter, "Although the skirt is different from the usual one, the dan roles are still in skirts to stand on the stage and be watched by the audience, so I still feel dizzy and nauseous. Although I can barely restrain myself after entering the play, it has only been two years. There was a previous play that was supposed to be too long, I fainted backstage and made the elders worry."

Wei Mingshan didn't know whether to feel distressed or lament how ruthless Gong Zeyu was to him: "So... now you are wearing a skirt for desensitization treatment?"

Gong Zeyu did not elaborate on his bet with his grandfather, but he still replied: "Yes, I told my grandfather that as long as I can overcome this problem, he will continue to let me perform on stage. At the beginning I wore I can’t even stand in front of people with skirts. As long as there are people in front of me, I will tremble and feel dizzy and nauseated, so I can only keep silent. But it’s much better now, and generally as long as I don’t talk, I won’t feel sick.”

Wei Mingshan's heart tightened: "Then you are in front of me..."

The corners of Gong Zeyu's mouth curled up into a smile, a little happy and a little nervous in the smile, this smile gripped Wei Mingshan's heart, making his heart ache and soft, only to hear him say: "Apart from my family, you are , and my closest friend, so I can talk to you."

Gong Zeyu looked at Wei Mingshan, and there was hope in the pretty Danfeng eyes: "I'm sorry, we haven't known each other for long, but I recognized you as my closest friend without authorization. I hope it won't cause trouble to you. "

Hearing this, Wei Mingshan was both happy and distressed: "Of course it won't cause trouble. Since we are friends, don't say such things. I am very glad that you can regard me as your closest...friend."

Wei Mingshan thought, it would be great if it was the closest person, so that when Gong Zeyu told those things, he could embrace him openly and comfort him.Instead of just holding his wrist.

But looking at Gong Zeyu's brows and eyes curled up in a smile, he didn't have the relaxed and comfortable appearance that he refused to be thousands of miles away before.At this moment, Wei Mingshan thought again, whether he should confess his love or not, as long as he can be his close friend for the rest of his life, as long as he can return to the stage he likes, as long as he always smiles so happily.

The author has something to say: Just being friends is definitely not enough.