Since Wen Xiaohui started his own studio, not only has the quality of work he received been getting higher and higher and more expensive, but the online self-media has also been operating very well. He has long-term cooperation with many beauty, skin care and fashion brands. It is common to be invited to various events. Recently, his Weibo followers are about to break three million.
He specially posted a Weibo, asking fans what kind of benefits they want, unexpectedly, several of the hot comments said that they wanted to see Mr. L's photos.
Mr. L is Wen Xiaohui's nickname for Luo Yi. He is born to show off. When he was single, he used to fantasize about 800 ways to show off his love after finding a boyfriend, but now he doesn't even dare to show Luo Yi's face. , I can only occasionally put some back view, eyelashes, and hands to relieve my itching. Although it is only a little detail, it still looks very attractive. In addition to the daily life that Wen Xiaohui mentions from time to time, fans love this mysterious Mr. L was extremely curious.
Wen Xiaohui smiled and showed the comment to Luo Yi, Luo Yi took a few glances: "They are so easy to deceive, never thought that I might be a fictional character of yours?"
"Because they trust me." Wen Xiaohui said, "Besides, why should I lie to them?"
"It's too simple, why should I believe you if I have never met you before." Luo Yi swipe the screen with his finger, "Your fans are a bit like you, so stupid."
Wen Xiaohui raised his eyebrows: "Who are you to say is stupid, I'm smart."
Luo Yi's smile was gentle: "Show me this, do you really want to send my photo?"
Wen Xiaohui was taken aback for a moment: "No, no, I didn't mean that. I usually show you fun things."
"real?"
"Really." Wen Xiaohui said seriously, "I don't live online, that's just part of my job, how could I do things that embarrass you for the sake of attention."
Luo Yi smiled and nodded.
"Aren't you very happy." Wen Xiaohui felt a little guilty, "I won't even post those partial ones in the future, okay."
Luo Yi rubbed Wen Xiaohui's face: "Do you know why I don't want to take pictures?"
Wen Xiaohui hesitated: "Isn't it because of 'that person'?"
"It used to be, but he's in prison now, and he won't be able to get out for the rest of his life. I don't have any worries about him anymore."
"What is that for?"
Luo Yi hugged him into his arms and said softly, "Because I don't want to leave traces in this world."
Wen Xiaohui was stunned.
"I used to feel that I didn't belong to this world, and there was nothing in this world that belonged to me. I didn't plan to stay for too long, and I didn't know the meaning of staying, so I hope that when I leave, it will be the same as when I was here. Clean, bring nothing, take nothing away, quietly disappear without leaving a trace.”
Wen Xiaohui felt a little flustered in his heart, he heard loneliness from the calm tone, he didn't want Luo Yi to still feel lonely when he and Luo Yi hugged each other like this.
"I'm used to it, as if I was born to be like this, and I never thought about changing it..." Luo Yi suddenly changed the subject, and said with a smile: "But when you appeared, everything changed."
Wen Xiaohui raised his head and looked at him with sparkling eyes.
Luo Yi kissed him: "I want to leave traces and commemorations with you in this world, and I must be with you."
Wen Xiaohui said happily: "What does this mean?"
"It means that I want to take pictures with you when I go out to play in the future, and you can also have me in your camera at ordinary times."
"Wow, really!" Wen Xiaohui turned over and sat on Luo Yi's lap, his whole body glowing with joy, "Then I don't have to hide from others in the future, I can show you to them openly! "
"Yes." Luo Yi hugged Wen Xiaohui's waist: "Do it the way you like, the rest is not important."
Wen Xiaohui held his face in his hands and kissed him twice: "You are so good!"
Looking at his happy face, Luo Yi felt warm in his heart.
Wen Xiaohui took out his mobile phone, put his arms around Luo Yi's neck, and snapped several photos. He wanted to change his clothes, but Luo Yi smiled and stopped him: "Okay, the future is long, it's time to discuss it." What did you have for dinner?"
"What to eat... It's really a problem of the century." Wen Xiaohui played with Luo Yi's hand, "Why don't we go out to eat tonight, there is a new barbecue restaurant nearby, I heard there is a queue every day."
"Okay, let's eat barbecue."
Wen Xiaohui moved his face closer and rubbed Luo Yi's neck vigorously, "It's a date, I'm going to change clothes!"
After eating and drinking in the evening, Wen Xiaohui regretted changing his clothes on purpose. Now the good cashmere sweater smelled of barbecue, but it didn't matter. He and Luo Yi walked home holding hands, and the cold autumn wind in Beijing gradually blew Dispelling the smell from their bodies also made them get closer unconsciously.
"It's been a long time since we took a walk like this." Wen Xiaohui said softly, "You've been too busy recently."
"It's the end of the year."
"Didn't you say that you are not interested in making money, why do you put so much energy on making money?"
Luo Yi slightly clenched his lips: "If I don't focus on the company, I can only focus on you, can you bear it?"
Wen Xiaohui was dumb, and then chuckled: "Let's forget it, you little pervert."
Luo Yi shook his hand: "So, this is good. We all have our own things to do, and we have enough time together. If I really pay too much attention to you, you...will be scared."
"No, not now." The only thing he wants to remember now is Luo Yi's tenderness.
Luo Yi's face was only relaxed and gentle: "When the company is on holiday, we will also go on vacation. Have you figured out where to go this year?"
"Not yet, how about going to Switzerland? But Morocco seems to be good, or Los Angeles? Oh, it's a bit hard to choose."
"Then go."
"Wow, did we have that long vacation?"
"You said it was there."
The two talked and laughed all the way, and even the shadows that merged together under the light were full of happiness.
Wen Xiaohui flipped through the phone album, the photos he and Luo Yi took together these days, he had to swipe his fingers for a long time to get to the end, so many that he couldn’t choose at all, he always felt that Luo Yi looked good this way, that way, and this place was also good-looking , It’s also good-looking there, and the photos of the crooked nose and squinting eyes taken with the Apple front-end are actually also good-looking.
He has already edited the copy on Weibo. Not only is he going to post the mysterious Mr. L to show off, but he also has a lot of gifts from the lottery. There is no doubt that there will be several rounds of hot searches, but he has never selected a good photo.
Should I send out one or nine? Rare things are more valuable. Nine is too casual. One is too difficult to choose. Is it a group photo or a single photo of Luo Yi? After struggling for a long time, he felt as if Luo Yi was about to make his debut today.
Looking at the happy smiling faces in the photo album, the two of them looked silly and happy together, how could they look so happy and well-matched.
This is his person, his Luo Yi, the world is so big and there are so many people, but in Luo Yi's eyes, he is the only one, they only belong to each other.
Wen Xiaohui suddenly regretted it, he didn't want to show it to others, he didn't need so many people to know about Luo Yi's existence, and dream about Luo Yi's photos, as long as Luo Yi had him, he was enough, and he didn't need other people's useless attention.
He thought that Luo Yi was not really willing to do this, it was just to make him happy, and why would he want to share with others the treasure that only belonged to him, even if it was just a photo, out of vanity.
Wen Xiaohui laughed suddenly, and at the same time he was completely relaxed. He revised the copy, completely deleted the content about Mr. L, and sent it out without hesitation.
At this time, Luo Yi was walking over with flower and fruit tea, and he sat on the sofa: "How is it, have you sent it yet?"
"Sent." Wen Xiaohui blinked.
Luo Yi picked up the phone, with a obviously uncomfortable expression on his face: "Let me take a look."
He opened Weibo and took a look. Wen Xiaohui's latest Weibo was just a repost of a lottery benefit, and there was no picture of him. He looked at Wen Xiaohui puzzled.
Wen Xiaohui grinned: "Why should I show you to them, I can't get enough of myself."
Luo Yi smiled: "Are you really not going to post it?"
Wen Xiaohui shook his head, and threw himself into Luo Yi's arms: "I'm the only one watching, so I won't show them."
Luo Yi stroked his back tenderly: "Well, you are the only one watching."
Wen Xiaohui licked and kissed his lips: "I'm the only one who watches inside and out."
"Well, I listen to you."
"I have to watch it now." Wen Xiaohui smiled slyly, lowered his head and kissed those soft lips deeply.
Luo Yi hugged Wen Xiaohui tightly and tightly into his arms.