The winter sun is mild but not dazzling. When it shines into the house through the thick glass of the greenhouse, hundreds of flowers bloom and compete with each other, with gorgeous bright red and elegant milky white, with fresh and tender yellow and elegant rose purple, the glass is covered. The house is dotted with a sea of flowers.
In such a beautiful and magnificent ocean, a handsome and elegant young man was bowing his head slightly, pulling a delicate and pure white lily and sniffing it in a low voice. With clear eyes and handsome eyes, and a noble temperament, when he stood there, he became the scenery in the eyes of everyone.
Even Xi Ze couldn't help but smile appreciatively at such a picture of pure beauty.
There was even an extremely fast aura flashing through his mind, making him perceive a strange feeling.
Ming Yu had already found out that Xi Ze was coming, although he was a little surprised that the other party was still here today, but he didn't show any surprise, just slowly put down the lily in his hand and asked, "I didn't come to visit this morning. class?"
At this time, Xi Ze had already cleaned up his expression, he pursed his thin lips slightly, stepped forward calmly, and said, "But not yet this afternoon."
Ming Yu had already experienced ten percent of this man's domineering willfulness in the past three days. However, he wasn't angry about it, instead, he was a little bit happy - this showed that the other party really regarded him as a friend, and he didn't treat him politely anymore.
Ming Yu took a carnation from the vase and asked, "Do you like flowers?"
After a moment of silence, Xi Ze nodded lightly: "Well, it's okay."
After this sentence, Ming Yu often took some flowers for Xi Ze to smell, and by the way asked the other party's opinion as a reference.
The two held flowers and tasted flowers in a tacit understanding, as if they had known each other for many years, and they walked together without words.
When he reached the end of the flower room, Ming Yu was already holding a large bouquet of flowers. Red, yellow, purple, and white were colorfully decorated in the hands of the young man. In the end, Ming Yu took a vase and inserted them into it, before turning his head and planning to leave the conservatory.
"Next, I'm going to prepare for the spring and summer haute couture show at the beginning of next year." The man's low and magnetic voice sounded in the quiet and quiet flower room, Xize paused and continued: "I'm afraid it will be very busy in the next few months, Do you want a ticket?"
Ming Yu held a heavy vase in his hand. Hearing this, he thought for a while and asked, "As a friend, give me an invitation letter?"
Xi Ze raised an eyebrow lightly: "You can have two if you want."
Ming Yu naturally knew that Xi Ze's promise represented so much significance.
"Ji Heya" has four haute couture shows every year, which represent the world's top fashion aesthetic level and often lead the fashion trend of the year and the next few years. Such a thin invitation letter is something that many people dream of, even if you have money, you may not be able to get it.
And now, the chief designer and creative director of "Ji Heya" promised him that he could definitely give him two invitations. There is absolutely no trace of water in this kind of words, but it makes Ming Yu feel that it is too much, and transcends the boundaries between friends.
So he shook his head gently and said, "If it's inconvenient, I'll be very grateful for just one."
While the two were talking, they walked towards the door, and when they were about to leave the door, they suddenly heard Xi Ze sneeze softly, causing Ming Yu to turn his head and look in surprise: "Have you caught a cold?"
I saw that on the man's handsome and profound face, a small red dot appeared at the corner of his left eye. Xi Ze coughed twice, then shook his head and said, "It's not a cold, it's probably a bit of a pollen allergy."
Hearing this, Ming Yu stopped abruptly and looked at the man in astonishment.
Noticing the boy's sudden stagnation, Xi Ze also stopped and turned to look at him.
After a long time, Ming Yu sighed slowly and said softly, "Since you have a pollen allergy, when I asked you to help pick flowers just now, you can tell me that you don't need to help me."
Xi Ze's aesthetic level and critical vision are still very trustworthy, so he will let Xi Ze come to help him make this choice and pick flowers. But if he had known that this man had a pollen allergy, he would never have done it.
However, in Ming Yu's heart, Xi Ze is not someone who will wrong himself and help others...
The man's deep and dark eyes couldn't help showing a smile. Xi Ze nodded lightly and explained, "It's not a serious allergy. If the exposure is normal, there will be no problem. I didn't think about it that much."
Ming Yu still blamed himself: "It's still my fault. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. It's an apology. Thank you for helping me pick flowers."
Xi Ze naturally did not refuse such an invitation.
After the two casually ordered food in a French restaurant that night, Xi Ze took the initiative to take Ming Yu and take him home. As if they were the most common friends, Xi Ze didn't show a trace of transgression during the night, and behaved calmly.
After Ming Yu got out of the car, the two said "goodbye" and Xi Ze drove away.
Standing downstairs in a quiet and peaceful apartment, the delicate and handsome teenager was bathed in a warm and cold moonlight, quietly watching the departure of a black Aston Martin. Until the figure of the car had completely disappeared at the corner of the road, Ming Yu didn't look away, still staring solemnly at the place where it disappeared, and he didn't return to his senses.
About three minutes later, in the cold winter wind, the boy finally turned around and walked into the apartment.
Ming Yu has always believed that this man is just like himself, confident and even conceited, seemingly gentle but hard to approach.
Like Xi Ze in the past life, they lived at the top of this circle. Every decision they made could lead to many variables, and there were also many crooked people who wanted to start with them and find a shortcut to climb up.
In this life, Ming Yu has only divided Zhao Rui and Luo Ru into his own ranks, and counted them as friends. The former is sincere and considerate of themselves, while the latter, although clever and clever, does everything for themselves.
As for Xi Ze, it seems that it can no longer be counted under the category of "own person".
Ming Yu once thought that this person might be very similar to him and that the two should get along well, so he agreed to become each other's friends. But as he got along more and more, he found that he was always so popular that he was often broken, and he was completely unable to deal with everything calmly, and even sometimes became childish.
—As if this man was his nemesis.
Originally, Ming Yu had planned to keep a distance from Xi Ze, not to become less like himself for this person. But this afternoon, when he saw that the person had red spots on his face and even sneezed because of allergies, he felt that the deepest part of his heart suddenly softened, and he could no longer refuse this person.
Only he knows how low it is to want people like them to do something for others for free at the expense of their own interests. But now, Xi Ze did it for him, which made Ming Yu unable to help but be moved.
Because of empathy, it is absolutely impossible for Ming Yu to do things that harm himself and others for Xi Ze.
"Xi Ze... what kind of person are you?"
The young man's words were drowned in a thick darkness, and no one knew.
On the other side, what Ming Yu never knew was that a certain man had just left the apartment in a car when he received a phone call soon after. A certain agent on the other side of the phone was very hard-hearted, so he almost knelt down and persuaded: "I beg you, I beg you! Young Master Xi, Master Xi, my ancestors! You should hurry up too. Are you back? The versioning here is almost done, and the fashion show will start in two months. Are you going to die or die?!”
Listening to Ding Bo's desperate and earnest voice on the phone, Xi Ze quietly raised the corners of his lips and whispered, "I'll go back tomorrow." After a pause, he added: "Until this spring and summer high I won't be away for a long time until it's over."
Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, Ding Bo was suddenly shocked and asked, "Don't you go after your muse?"
Xi Ze turned the steering wheel and turned a corner, and asked, "I haven't pursued it for the past three days?"
Ding Bo: "… "
Of course he knows you've pursued it!
Ding Bo and Xi Ze have known each other for more than ten years, but they have never seen him so caring about someone.
Xi Ze gave up his career for the sake of one person, and spent three days doing a "class visit activity" that had no benefit at all
This is not his style at all!
Even Xi Ze didn't hide his whereabouts at all, and generously let "Xi Ze go to visit Ming Yu every day" was spread all over the fashion circle and even the entertainment circle.
What kind of behavior is this? ! It's all about saying-
"Ming Yu is the person I take care of, please think carefully before moving him. 』
Did something go wrong? !
Neither Ding Bo nor Chen Xiang have ever received such good treatment! ! !
How fortunate to be able to be divided under the wings of Xi Ze for protection!
Not to mention that Xi Ze actually allowed Chen Xiang to raise Ming Yu's muse level to the highest level!
This means that even if Ming Yu is a scumbag with strength five, he can reach the top in the fashion circle without any problems!
- Of course, this is just an analogy. If Ming Yu is really weak, then Xi Ze will never be able to notice him.
Even so, Ding Bo was still very depressed for a long time, and this feeling similar to "being shot to death on the beach" made him snort coldly and asked, "You have been pursuing for three days, and you haven't gotten rid of other people's muse. After catching up, are you going to give up?"
On the phone, Xi Ze seemed to have heard something funny and suddenly laughed softly. For a long time, when Ding Bo was at a loss, he heard the man's low-alcohol magnetic voice passing through the radio waves in a low voice—
"Three days, I loosened his heart, and from now on I will always remember the name 'Xi Ze' and put this name in a different position from others. He did not agree to my invitation, but he sooner or later Will become my model. After being active, there must be a period of indifference, and I can't keep stalking forever. Ding Bo, maybe your cultural level is not enough, have you heard a word?"
Ding Bo had already heard the corners of his mouth twitching, and mourned for a certain little model in his heart: he actually got into such a black-bellied scum.
Ding Bo: "What?"
After a pause, Xi Ze said word by word, "Hot water, boil frogs."
Ding Bo: "... Alas, I'm really sad that Ming Yu got into trouble with you. You're too bad, aren't you? People take you as a friend, but you're still scheming, tsk tsk, Xi Ze, you are so unconscionable. , fortunately I have known you for so many years..."
"Ding Bo," the man suddenly said, interrupting Ding Bo, "who told you that I didn't take him as a friend?"
When Ding Bo heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, only listening to the other end of the phone, Xi Ze said as if sighing in a low voice, "I'm real, take him as my friend."
In the dark and charming night of the imperial capital, a streamlined Aston Martin quickly drove off the elevated and headed for the other side of the city. Inside the car, the man's slender and thin fingers tapped the steering wheel lightly.
Is it really just that he slowly penetrated into the heart of the young man? Step by step, you want to make the other person your own
Suddenly the scene of the young man closing his eyes and sniffing flowers in the afternoon appeared in front of him, and Xi Ze sighed deeply.
In fact, he also feels that this friendship seems to be difficult to really maintain.