"Clothes have no gender, and men can wear women's clothes too!"

"Break the gender bias and realize the freedom to dress!"

"All kinds of beautiful little dresses to try for free!"

Standing in the small square downstairs of the community, Yang Qing rubbed his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

What kind of scene is this, a few big men dressed in all kinds of fancy women's clothes, shouting incomprehensible slogans, and holding a bunch of small skirts in their hands, selling to the men who pass by.

The point is that these men are not handsome, and they don't even have too much decoration on their faces. One of them had a big belly and a greasy face. is such a man, actually wearing a JK uniform, showing off his figure in public. The petite uniform couldn't even completely cover the man's navel, and the thighs looked extra thick and dark against the small white skirt.

Yang Qing hurriedly turned away, he felt as if his eyes had been raped, and there was a sore feeling. He went out to forage for food, but he hadn't eaten yet, and he almost vomited the rest of the food in his stomach yesterday.

Just when Yang Qing wanted to leave quickly, those men actually took the initiative to find the door and block Yang Qing's way.

"Little brother, you look so handsome, you must look good in women's clothes."

"Well, why should I wear women's clothes?"

"Little brother, don't you think this society is very unfair? Women have exclusive clothes and skirts, all kinds of beautiful bags, while we men have nothing. Clothes are gender-neutral, beauty is not exclusive to women, and we men also have the right to pursue beauty. ”

The man in women's clothes crackled and said a lot, but Yang Qing didn't understand a word. Without waiting for Yang Qing to speak, the man continued.

"Try this little dress, it's the first step in our male awakening."

Male, awakening?

Yang Qing feels that his CPU is about to burn, has the current national service evolved to this version? Is it already men who have begun to awaken, why are they still stuck in the era of thousands of purple microstars?

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Yang Qing pushed away the small skirt handed over by the man in women's clothes, and opened his mouth to refuse. Without waiting for the man to stay any longer, Yang Qing exerted his strength to eat milk and ran away. At this moment, he felt as if Bolt was possessed.

Yang Qing kept running forward, not even daring to look back. It was as if there was an abyss behind him, and as long as he stopped for a moment, he would be swallowed up completely.

Yang Qing ran all the way to a small restaurant he frequented, and as soon as he entered the door, Yang Qing noticed that something was wrong.

Why are all the people in this hotel looking at me? Yang Qingqing is a more observant person, although the people around him seem to be concentrating on eating and playing with their mobile phones, he can feel that they are actually secretly poking and prodding at him.

Those eyes were on their faces, on their arms, on their calves, and in that place, back and forth. This made Yang Qing feel extremely strange, do I have flowers on my face, why are you looking at me? Eat!

However, Yang Qing didn't say anything, just ordered some commonly eaten dishes, then found a table where no one was there and sat down, pretending to be casual and looking at the people in the store.

It was only at this time that Yang Qing discovered that most of the people in this small shop were women. This is really strange, in normal times, most of these small restaurants are more men than women, and most of the people who come to eat in this kind of small restaurant are men.

Today, however, the store is crowded with women. The women were not cleanly dressed, and there was even a lot of dust, and judging by their thick arms and calloused hands, they were actually manual workers.

In the past, the famous farmer and worker uncle in the store seemed to have changed collectively, which is really strange.

These women saw that Yang Qing was looking at them, their eyes narrowed slightly, and they just whispered to their companions about Yang Qing, and Yang Qing pricked up his ears to sound.

"Look at that little man, he looks so handsome."

"Let me tell you, a man of his stature is great at first glance!"

"I want to see it"

What are these people talking about? Do they care about me?

Although Yang Qing has always been quite handsome, it is the first time he has encountered this kind of thing. I wasn't particularly angry, but I just felt very weird, when did our people here become so open?

He suddenly thought of the women's men he had just met, and found that the world seemed to be faintly strange. Men become less like men, women don't look like women, and their identities seem to be reversed.

Under the eyes of the women who secretly poked and poked at him, Yang Qing felt uncomfortable eating. So he quickened his meal, so that he could go home and investigate what was going on in the world.

Yang Qing felt that maybe he got up in the wrong position this morning, and when he lay down on the bed again and fell asleep, the world would return to normal.

Yang Qing comforted himself like an ostrich, and he finished the food in the bowl in two bites. Walk out of the hotel and run home. In the hotel, there was a cry of regret from the women.

On the way home, Yang Qing found that the world had indeed changed. If there is a couple or husband and wife on the road, then the man is the one who depends on the bird.

As usual, the women were still dressed up beautifully, carrying all kinds of shiny bags on their backs. The difference is that the men have also begun to dress up with makeup, as for the figure, most of them are very thin, they look very weak and can't help it, and the aesthetics are closer to Xiao Xianrou.

When I passed by the stalls of the women and men again, there were already a lot of people gathered here. Yang Qing didn't stop and continued to run home, but overheard a few girls mocking these men in women's clothes.

"Eat high oil and high sugar in your mouth, I will redefine beauty."

"The skirt is for us women, not for you to be armored."

"Tut-tut, the little prince is here again."

Well, it seems that I have indeed crossed over and come to a world of suspected women. But why do these words sound so familiar? It's really a different world, the same words.

But this time, it seems like I've become a superior person?

Yang Qing was thinking crankily as he ran. Walk through familiar neighborhoods, take familiar elevators, come to familiar floors, and turn familiar corners.

What I saw was a strange door!

Yang Qing's heartbeat seemed to be still, he trembled and took out the key and stabbed the key into the door, but no matter how hard Yang Qing tried, he couldn't pierce the membrane of that door.

Yang Qing collapsed, holding his head, and squatted at the door.

He's stupid, really. He only knew that he had crossed over, but he didn't expect that his home would be gone after the crossing.

So where should he go now, in this feminist world, he has no identity, and no money, so what can he do? You won't let him sacrifice men, will you?

Yang Qing sat at the door of the gate, rubbed his hair, and thought about his future way out, forget it, let's go to the police uncle. Oh, no, it's probably a police aunt now.

"So, you are?"

Just when Yang Qing was at a loss, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Yang Qing raised his head and saw a pair of white calves dangling in front of his eyes. Looking up again, it was a brown pleated skirt that wrapped the girl's round thighs. And along the thighs is the girl's flat lower abdomen, and continuing to look up, there are a pair of sizable twin peaks. Above the twin peaks is the beautiful face of the young girl.

The girl had black hair and a shawl, and was waiting to look at her with big eyes, her fair and delicate face full of youthful atmosphere.

Yang Qing raised his head and looked at the girl, only feeling as if he had seen her somewhere, and there was a sense of familiarity and familiarity. But he has no time to worry about these things now, and his immediate priority is to seek help from the government, not to pestle at someone's door like a fool.

At this time, he was a little glad that this was the world of women, otherwise if he changed to the original world, he would be squatting at the door of someone else's house like this, which would be enough for a girl to call the police eight hundred times.

So Yang Qing apologized and got up and walked out.

"Well, I'm sorry, I went the wrong way."