leaving marks

Song Wenran took a deep breath, he couldn't ignore Bai Chong telling him to go over, but he felt really embarrassed with his gray hair on his head, so he finally turned around and walked towards Bai Chong.

Bai Chong looked at him with a half-smile, "Aren't you going to take off your hat and show me?"

Song Wenran raised his hand and pressed it on the brim of the hat. He paused for a while before taking off the hat, revealing a carefully trimmed short gray hair. He was originally an upright and handsome young man, but because of this short gray hair, he suddenly became rebellious. Of course If you ignore his red ears and guilty expression.

Bai Chong took advantage of the situation and sat down leaning on the armrest of the sofa, with his arms folded in front of his chest. When he spoke, his tone was quite serious, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Aren't you going to pay attention to the decoration?"

Song Wenran nodded, feeling like a student being scolded by a teacher for a moment, "There is a barber shop next to the Muay Thai classroom, so I went to get my hair dyed."

Bai Chong said "hmm", "You seem to be dyeing your hair for the first time?"

"Yeah," Song Wenran asked with anticipation and nervousness, "Does it look good?"

Wen Qian suddenly raised her head and said loudly, "It's not good-looking!"

Bai Chong laughed out loud.

Song Wenran had no confidence in himself, so he couldn't help lowering his head and sighing, put his hat back on, and said, "Let's eat first."

Wen Qian turned around and ran towards the dining table.

Bai Chong walked up to Song Wenran, stretched his arms around his waist, and said in a low voice, "I like it." Then he gently scraped his face with his fingers, let go and walked to the restaurant.

Song Wenran could only stare at his back in a daze, and couldn't help lowering his head and chuckling.

After dinner, Bai Chong and Song Wenran took Wen Qian out for a walk.

On the path in the park, Wen Qian rode a bicycle and ran fast ahead.

Song Wenran reminded her to be safe from time to time.

Bai Chong looked at him: "What are you still wearing a hat for? It's all dyed, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

Song Wenran unconsciously lowered the brim of his hat, "Wen Qian said it's not pretty."

Bai Chong was a little amused, "How old is Wen Qian? Do you expect to conform to her aesthetics?"

Song Wenran then asked him: "Then do you really like it or are you lying to me?"

Bai Chong turned his head and said softly, "everything I say to lie to you is sincere."

Song Wenran was puzzled, not knowing what he meant.

Bai Chong smiled and patted him on the back, "Let's go."

Wen Qian ran wildly in the park and returned home with them until she was sweating. Bai Chong hugged her, and Song Wenran pulled her small car.

Bai Chong walked behind Song Wenran, stared at his back, and said suddenly: "I look at you now, and I feel like I am looking at Bai Ziqi."

Song Wenran turned around in astonishment.

Bai Chong said: "I'm several years younger all of a sudden, it looks like I have an extra son."

Song Wenran was at a loss and said, "Mingming Wenqian just said that I look like a grandfather, and my hair is all white."

Bai Chong smiled and lowered his head to ask Wen Qian, "Is that so?"

Wen Qian lazily leaned her head on Bai Chong's shoulder, and nodded, "Isn't the white hair grandfather?"

Bai Chong was still smiling, "Yeah, it's like a different person anyway. What are you thinking, it's the first time you dye your hair in such a conspicuous color."

Song Wenran was a little embarrassed, he said: "Andy from the barber shop strongly recommended it."

"Andy?" Bai Chong repeated the name, "You mean the barber shop next to the muay thai classroom?"

Song Wenran nodded, he slowed down and waited for Bai Chong to come to him, and walked forward side by side with him, "He is very nice, and he even treated me to a few lunches."

"How many lunches?" Bai Chong quickly grasped the point, "Can you tell me why he treats you so well?"

Song Wenran suddenly began to regret bringing up this topic with Bai Chong. He also knew that Andy invited him to lunch with him over and over again, and his attitude was too enthusiastic, but he didn't want to speculate casually on that. He hoped that the other party was really a very warm and generous person. Neighbor, so he said: "Neighbor, we need to get along more often in the future."

Bai Chong was noncommittal, but asked after a while: "Have you finished the decoration?"

Song Wenran replied: "The project will end at the end of this month, almost next week."

Bai Chong nodded, "I'll go and have a look some night."

Song Wenran quickly responded: "Okay, some afternoon is convenient for you, I will pick you up after get off work."

Bai Chong said, "Let me ask about the latest arrangement."

The sun had obviously set for a long time, but the temperature in the room did not drop, it was humid and stuffy.

Song Wenran came out of the shower, opened the window in the room, and stood by the window for a long time before feeling the sweltering heat dissipate a little.

When Bai Chong came out, he stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at his back for a long time, and suddenly said: "If I wasn't at home, I might think I entered the wrong room."

Song Wenran immediately turned around and said, "Brother Chong, you have been making fun of me all night."

Bai Chong walked to the bed and sat down with a smile, "I didn't make fun of you, I said it looks good, I like it."

Song Wenran felt a little helpless, "You're still laughing."

Bai Chong said to him: "Laughing is just a way to express a happy mood. You don't want to see me smile. Do I have to tell you that I look good with a serious face so that you will believe me?"

Song Wenran was a little stuffed, so he walked up to Bai Chong and sat down, "Then I'll go dye it tomorrow."

Bai Chong said: "Then there's no need to go through such trouble." After speaking, he leaned over to Song Wenran and whispered in Song Wenran's ear.

After hearing what he said, Song Wenran's ears turned red.

Bai Chong stroked his hair.

Song Wenran hesitated for a moment, slid from the edge of the bed to the floor and sat down. He leaned against Bai Chong's leg, put his chin on his knee, raised his eyes to look at him and said, "You don't think I look like Bai Ziqi, do you?"

Bai Chong stared at his short gray hair, and laughed when he heard this, "No, I can't think of him at a time like this."

Song Wenran's ears were red, and he couldn't help but also laughed.

-

A week later, the decoration of the Muay Thai classroom was officially completed. Song Wenran invited land reclamation cleaners to clean up. After all these were completed, the entire classroom looked clean, bright and full of vitality.

That night, Andy had only one customer here to perm his hair. While waiting, Andy played on his mobile phone and heard the voice of the next door talking.

Usually Song Wenran would not come over at night, so he felt a little strange, couldn't help but get up from the chair, left the hairdressing room and went to the next door to have a look.

In the brand-new muay thai classroom next door, Song Wenran was pointing to an open space in the corner to tell Bai Chong his plan.

Andy stood at the door and looked around, and saw a tall man with his back to the door, and Song Wenran was concentrating on talking to him, neither of them noticed him.

He couldn't help poking his head out again, trying to see Song Wenran's expression clearly, only to find that Song Wenran's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were shining with moving brilliance when he spoke.

He suddenly understood.

He always thought that Song Wenran might be of the same kind, but when he heard that he was married, he thought it was his own judgment, and was very depressed about it.Now it seems that it's not that he made a wrong judgment, but that Song Wenran said that he is already married, and his partner is also a man.

Song Wenran was still telling Bai Chong which place was vacant for the ring, when he suddenly saw Andy looking over there, he quickly waved his hand to greet Andy.

Andy couldn't dodge for a while, so he had to say "hi" too, and then saw the tall man turn his head to look at him.

When he saw the man, Andy froze for a moment. When he looked at the back, he thought that the man was only in his 20s, but now he looks like he may be over 35. His whole personality is calm and elegant, so he nodded to him when he saw him.

Andy's heart sank immediately, if the man Song Wenran liked was this type, then he really couldn't achieve it in his whole life.

Bai Chong took one look at Andy and felt relieved, knowing that he would not be the type Song Wenran was interested in.

Song Wenran said: "The decoration is finished, let's come and have a look."

Andy cheered himself up, smiled and said to him: "Then you keep watching, I'll go back first."

Song Wenran nodded, seeing Andy's listless look when he left, he was a little strange, "What's wrong with him?"

Bai Chong felt a little hot, so he unbuttoned his jacket and rolled up his cuffs, "Maybe I'm a little tired after a busy day."

Song Wenran felt that what Bai Chong said was very reasonable, and he also felt the heat, so he fished up a short-sleeved T-shirt, showing his thin waist, walked to Bai Chong and said, "Go to the convenience store to buy a bottle of water later."

Bai Chong pinched his waist, got his hands full of sweat, and helped him brush his sweaty messy hair, and said: "Okay, when the time comes to order equipment and furniture, I will accompany you when I have time. "

Song Wenran looked at him, "Will it take up your time?"

Bai Chong smiled and lowered his head slightly and said to him: "Your matters are very important, don't waste time."

After that, it was time to order equipment and furniture. At the same time, Song Wenran also began to prepare promotional materials. The leaflets were designed by a professional advertising company, and two part-time students were hired to help distribute leaflets in nearby communities.

After all the pre-ordered exercise equipment was placed in the classroom, Wen Wenyao grabbed Bai Yangyu and helped Song Wenran take a few promotional photos.

Bai Yangyu borrowed a SLR camera, and when taking pictures, he said, "The clothes don't look good, take them off."

Song Wenran immediately clenched his gloves.

Bai Yangyu's tone was flat, "This outfit doesn't even reflect your handsomeness. You take off your shirt, and I'll take some close-ups of your face."

Song Wenran immediately expressed his objection, "This doesn't reflect our professionalism?"

"Professional what?" Bai Yangyu casually leaned against the edge of the ring, adjusting the camera lens, "Who wants to major here to learn? Aren't they all children who come to exercise and young girls who come to see handsome men?"

Song Wenran knew that what he said was right, but he was still a little frustrated.

Wen Wenyao just came in after smoking outside, when he heard this, he slapped Bai Yangyu on the head, "Be serious."

Bai Yangyu immediately stood up straight, raised the camera and looked for angles in all directions in the room.

Wen Wenyao also lay on the edge of the ring, looked at Song Wenran for a while, and said, "You can take off your shirt, just wear your pants. Like Yang Yu said, take two photos and post on the local forum, saying, 'The coach in the Muay Thai gym is so handsome. Oh, maybe there will be business coming.”

He deliberately raised his voice at those words, which made Song Wenran get goosebumps all over his body.

Bai Yangyu picked up the camera, pointed at Wen Wenyao and continuously took more than a dozen pictures.

At this moment, Song Wenran gritted his teeth and took off his vest.

Wen Wenyao stood under the ring and looked up at him. Seeing the long and short scars on his body, Wen Wenyao was silent for a while before saying, "Not bad, very sexy."

"Really?" Song Wenran was uncomfortable.

Bai Yangyu raised the camera high and took two pictures of Song Wenran's profile.

Wen Wenyao clapped his hands and said, "Come on, make some poses."

Song Wenran uncomfortably made two poses in the direction of Bai Yangyu's camera.

Bai Yangyu shook his head, "Don't be like this, you can hit whatever you want, and I'll capture it."

Song Wenran took a deep breath, turned his face to face his imaginary opponent, and shot one after another.

Bai Yangyu snapped pictures quickly, and took twenty or thirty chapters of photos one after another, and then got together with Wen Wenyao to choose photos.

Song Wenran leaned over and wanted to choose with them, but Wen Wenyao said, "Just your aesthetics, forget it."

"What aesthetics do I have?" Song Wenran was a little unconvinced. Ever since he dyed his hair, he would encounter young girls chatting up him every day on the road.

Wen Wenyao glanced at his head, and said with disgust: "The country beauty pageant can give you a runner-up."

Song Wenran asked curiously, "Who is the champion?"

Wen Wenyao pointed to Bai Yangyu beside him.

Bai Yangyu noticed that he was pointing at himself, smiled shyly, and said, "Thank you teacher."

The author has something to say: After this article, a new article has been published, the name is "How about being our boss", it is probably a series of cute articles about small animals, and it may be my last article in Jinjiang

Interested readers can bookmark it, and if you are not interested, you can also follow my Weibo: Love Baji's King Kong Turntable

Any plans in the future will be notified on Weibo