Spring Waters Run at Night

Sophisticated, self-serving lingerie designer VS down-and-out, soft and sweet little model

The first time Zhou Yangchun saw Zeng Liuguan, Zeng Liuguan was standing on a rooftop, tossing bundles of money down below.

Banknotes fluttered through the air and landed on Zhou Yangchun's head. One bundle smacked straight into her shoulder, hurting like hell, and she let out a yelp as she was knocked to the ground.

Zhou Yangchun picked up two stacks of cash and headed upstairs.

She wanted to see which rich benefactor was doing charity work.

When Zhou Yangchun pushed open the rooftop door, she saw Zeng Liuguan: the setting sun glowed like molten gold, a black dress draped over her, pale pink hair fluttering in the breeze. Her eyes held both amusement and loneliness, and every inch of her skin seemed to shine.

Zhou Yangchun thought of a rose in the morning mist.

"Hey, gorgeous, you dropped your money."

Zhou Yangchun walked over to return it to her, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Your breasts are really beautiful! Are they natural?"

(2)

Zeng Liuguan's girlfriend was a photographer. The first thing she did after becoming famous was dump Zeng Liuguan.

Zeng Liuguan had funded her girlfriend's art school education, worked as her free model, rented her an apartment, and taken care of her daily needs. She never expected things to end this way.

Her girlfriend gave Zeng Liuguan a generous breakup settlement and told her that they were even now for everything she'd done over the years.

Zeng Liuguan watched her girlfriend and her new lover going everywhere together. She was so pathetic that her heart ached uncontrollably. Several times, Zhou Yangchun happened to catch her at her most miserable.

(3)

Zhou Yangchun was the creative director of a lingerie brand.

Her lingerie brand had never really taken off since its launch. With a new collection about to come out, she was busy interviewing models.

Lingerie models were hard to find. Some were too flat, others too small; some were too fat, others too thin. Finding one willing to pose in nothing but lingerie in front of a camera, with a bust shape that met Zhou Yangchun's requirements, was even harder.

On that beautiful evening, Zhou Yangchun took one look at Zeng Liuguan's breasts and knew she wanted her.

Faced with Zhou Yangchun's relentless pursuit, Zeng Liuguan posted an anonymous complaint on social media:

Lately, some female pervert has been stalking me. She blocks me outside my home every day, saying she likes my breasts and wants me to model her lingerie. She says the price is negotiable.

"I've told you eight hundred times that this isn't what I do. Do you not understand?" Zeng Liuguan said angrily.

Zhou Yangchun was baffled by her anger. "What's wrong with doing this? You should be proud of the most beautiful part of your body."

"So you're saying my face isn't the most beautiful part?"

Zeng Liuguan leaned close until the tips of their noses touched. Zhou Yangchun froze for a few seconds, then said excitedly:

"If you're okay with a collaboration where you don't show your face, that works too!"

(4)

Zeng Liuguan had always thought she was beautiful. But after growing up, she kept hitting dead ends in her attempt to become a model.

Her photographer girlfriend told her, "Your beauty is the vulgar kind, not sophisticated enough. No brand will like a face like yours. You'd better change careers sooner rather than later."

Zeng Liuguan fell into a long period of self-doubt and anxiety about her appearance. The most important thing for a model was to be slim, with skin stretched taut over bone. By comparison, Zeng Liuguan's body was far too sexy.

She went without work for a long time. The combined effects of heartbreak and career troubles made her attempts at dieting fail, and her figure grew fuller and fuller.

Then she met Zhou Yangchun. Zhou Yangchun pointed at her body and said, "What do they know? They're a bunch of fools with no taste. You, Zeng Liuguan, are the real epitome of human beauty."

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