Siyu put makeup on Shen Jue. When applying makeup, he was very serious, and slowly painted the face of his subordinate, stroke by stroke. When the makeup was finished, he took a wig and a wig and gave it to Shen. Jue used it, everything was dressed up, and he turned the face under his hand to the mirror, "Does it look good?"
The two faces are next to each other. Compared with Si Yu's heroic makeup today, Shen Jue's makeup is softer.
"This is the makeup in "Si Fan", I think you should be very suitable, so I put it on for you." After Si Yu finished speaking, he turned around and went to the hanger where the costumes were hung. He took a costume and came over. "Come on, put it on and have a look. These are my own costumes, don't be afraid of getting dirty."
Shen Jue wears Shang Siyu's costume, and I have to say, it fits quite well, and the embroidery on the costume and the delicate buttons all reveal the value of this costume.
Siyu gently touched the embroidery on the clothes with her fingertips, raised her eyes and smiled at Shen Jue.
When the world tempted the little nun who was ignorant of the world, did you ever laugh like this
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Things didn't go well, especially in a place where there was a high chance of someone breaking in.
The whole set of brushes for Siyu's makeup is specially made, and there is only one set in the world, and the name of Siyu is also engraved on the brushes. With his long eyelashes hanging down, he painted on the snow-white paper under his hands with a brush dyed with red oil paint.
Red like the maple in autumn, adding another color to this drawing paper.
It was just that the drawing paper was shaking so badly that he had to go to stabilize it.
Siyu's brush went to the cliff at the waterfall, where he painted a delicate and splendid flower, the bewitching flower, the pure white of the paper, mixed together, red and white, whoever is better, I am afraid only The artist, Si Yu, knows that.
Afterwards, Siyu changed another brush. He had a deep stroke, a shallow stroke, a heavy stroke, and an understatement.
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Suddenly, Si Yu reached out and touched Shen Jue's face. When his fingers touched the corner of his eye, the other party immediately turned his face away. He paused for a moment, and then he forcibly turned the person over. Under the lights in the dressing room of the theater, the eyes that were portrayed softly were already full of tears, and the white teeth bit the red lips firmly, and I didn't know how long it took.
It seemed that the light was too dazzling, and the moment the person was turned over, a tear slid from the corner of his eye.
Siyu stretched out her hand instinctively, but she just caught the teardrop that fell from her cheek.
Tears were hidden in his palms.
The person who was crying had closed his eyes, and Si Yu looked at the tears in his palm, and was taken aback for a while. He suddenly pulled the costume that had been almost destroyed a long time ago and put it on the other person's body, hiding the spring in indifference again.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Si Yu took the person into his arms, and for the first time, his tone was no longer calm. When I hugged tightly, I realized that the other person's body was shaking all the time, it was because of the trembling of emotions, not shyness.
Shen Jue hated crying, especially crying because of weakness, but he couldn't help it now, as if his emotions had been suppressed for too long.
He didn't know how long he had been crying, but the person holding him had been patiently patting him on the back, causing him to be in a trance, and he returned to heaven in a trance.
When he was young, he cried in his master's arms because of the ineffectiveness of his practice. At that time, the master coaxed him in the same way, and he wet his clothes.
"At a young age, the Tao's heart is so devout and unmovable as a rock, which is really rare." By the way, he also hurt his senior brother, "Unlike your incompetent senior brother, who can only study some love and love all day long."
Is he really sincere
Shen Jue doesn't know anymore.
He only felt that this road was very difficult. He had walked for a long time. From the beginning, he was contemptuous, and now he only feels that he has become filthy. He hated the Emperor of Heaven, the Yaoer of the Emperor of Heaven, and everyone he met in the environment, but the person he hated the most was himself.
He was useless, he was too weak, that's why he cried.
What's there to cry about
What can crying solve
Can crying break through
But now he really couldn't help it, he even forgot who was holding him, where is he now, he just felt that he finally found an oasis in the desert, he wanted to stop and rest, he didn't think about anything .
It would be great if he opened his eyes and found that the reincarnation he experienced was just a dream. He did not go to the Pan Tao feast with his master, nor did he meet the Emperor Yaoer.
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When Siyu found out that the person in his arms was actually asleep, he was a little stunned, and then he felt ridiculous, but when he raised the face in his arms, his eyes slowly changed.
He picked him up, put him on the sofa in the dressing room, changed his clothes, and went out to get some water in. Sitting on the edge of the sofa, he carefully removed the makeup of the sleeping person, little by little. He didn't even apply makeup so carefully.
Halfway through removing makeup, there was a knock on the door.
Si Yu's movements stopped, he straightened up and looked at the door, and after a while, he got up and opened the door.
When Shang Jiayu saw the door open, he was about to rush in, but was stopped by Siyu, he was so angry that he was about to open his mouth to curse, but Siyu moved faster.
Si Yu directly covered Shang Jiayu's lips and dragged the person out. When dragging him out, he did not forget to gently close the door. He dragged the person into another empty dressing room before releasing his hand with disgust.
Shang Jiayu looked at Si Yu who was blocking the door, his eyes were a little red, and he said almost every word, "Is he inside?"
"No." Si Yu said with a cold face, "Who brought you up?"
"He must be inside, don't lie to me." Shang Jiayu's eyes swept down from Siyu's face, and suddenly, he sneered, "You guys are doing that kind of thing here, disgusting, shameless!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his neck was strangled.
Siyu's eyes on Shang Jiayu are similar to those of mice in the stinky ditch, except for disgust, there is no other emotion in it, "You better not talk nonsense, little bastard, otherwise I can't guarantee that I won't do anything to you. ."
Shang Jiayu didn't think about Yu Yu's height, and his strength was not as strong as the opponent's. He was almost out of breath when he was pinched by the opponent. Pinch to cry physiologically.
When the tears fell, Si Yu let go of his hand, he frowned, walked to the makeup table next to him, took a wet tissue, and wiped both hands.
As soon as Si Yu let go, Shang Jiayu fell to the ground weakly, he touched his neck and coughed hard, and when he recovered, he was trampled directly to the ground by one foot.
Siyu was still wearing the soft-soled shoes on the stage. He stepped on Shang Jiayu's shoulder with one foot and directly knocked him to the ground. His eyes were really warm.
Shang Jiayu was stepped on the ground, almost going crazy, but he couldn't beat Siyu at all, and he could only be stepped on the ground by the opponent. He looked at the face above which was almost identical to his, only to feel that all his internal organs were in pain.
Why
Why was he the one who was trampled on the ground
"Little bastard, next time you appear in front of me casually, I won't let you go so easily."
To Shang Jiayu, Si Yu's voice seemed to be coming from far away, he couldn't hear anything clearly, couldn't see clearly.
All he saw was the shoes that were stepping on him.
This shoe is gorgeous and exquisite, but it makes him unable to get up, just like his origin.
He has a rich father and a beautiful mother, but is it glory or humiliation for him
When the door was opened and closed again, Shang Jiayu was still lying on the ground. He stared blankly at the ceiling above. Everything in front of him seemed to be distorted, and he seemed to be confused.
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When Shen Jue woke up, he was in a trance. He looked at the surrounding environment and slowly got up.
This is not his home.
He sat on the bed thinking for a long time, and when the memory slowly returned, he was almost speechless, and the hand on his side just curled up weakly. He actually cried in Si Yu's arms, and fell asleep in someone else's arms.
This is really absurd.
Shen Jue gritted her teeth, and it took a long time before she managed to suppress her shame. He got up and got out of bed. Although his back was sore and his legs hurt, he could still walk. Compared with the last time, it was much better.
After he got out of bed, he realized that the pajamas on his body seemed to be Siyu's, because the other party's name was embroidered on the sleeve, just like the other party's brush.
Shen Jue walked out of the door before he dared to confirm that this was a hotel. He saw an ashtray with a logo on the coffee table. He stood in the living room for a while before walking towards the kitchen where the sound came from.
The kitchen is a semi-open kitchen. Although there is a partition, it is only separated by a glass door.
He stood outside the kitchen, watching the young man inside look down and cut vegetables.
The young man didn't pay attention to Shen Jue standing outside, just busy cooking. After a while, the water boiled, the young man opened the lid of the pot, poured the prepared chicken into it, and when he turned to wash the dishes, he saw the person outside the glass.
A pair of eyes, Si Yu showed a small smile.
He didn't speak, just pointed to the restaurant.
Shen Jue followed the other's fingers, only to find that breakfast was already set on the table.
The author has something to say: Good night.
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