Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

31

Another week passed quickly, Zheng He had passed the frenzy period of being fired, and had given up the horrible idea of ​​wanting to be taken care of by others. Now he even wondered how he would feel that kind of behavior was normal, and successfully went to bed with Mr. Bai make.

The signing company has been handed over here. The only thing Zheng He does is to pack his own things. A new job has been found. It was introduced by Sister Fang. She works as a makeup artist for a fairly first-class photo studio. I have a make-up license, and after trying a few faces, I have found the knack.

With nothing to do, he lay on a chair and played mobile games, spending the last three days of his career as an actor.

He hasn't been to the bar these days. He is busy and flustered. When he is free, he keeps thinking about Mr. Bai's appearance. Zheng He feels that he is empty, lonely and cold. Putting on his clothes, it is the first time in his life that he gets off work at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. .

Walking on the street, Zheng He looked at the pictures of various stars on the street and exhaled a long breath.At that time, he also held the document signed with the company and told himself with high spirits: One day, my photo will be on it!

Eight years later, he put out the cigarette in his mouth and told himself:

It's all a dream, wake up.

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Zheng He came out of the supermarket with big bags and small bags, and saw Mr. Bai talking to a bunch of middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes at the door. Why did you come here to buy something?

Mr. Bai's eyes overlapped with Zheng He's. Zheng He realized that he was looking at him, and nodded with a smile.Apart from still missing the other party's bed skills, he has no interest in paying attention to him now, but it's better not to offend someone like Mr. Bai.

Zheng He picked up his things and took a taxi. Unexpectedly, Mr. Bai came out from the crowd, took the bag in his hand, and said, "Follow me."

"I want to go home……"

Mr. Bai turned his head, patted Zheng He's head, and said with a smile, "You actually want to go home on Wednesday afternoon? If I remember correctly, you should be an actor, right?"

Zheng He complained: I will not be an actor soon. "One always has to relax, don't they?"

Mr. Bai nodded in agreement: "Okay then, I'll take you home."

Zheng He didn't want him to send him off, but he couldn't come up with a reason for a while, and said, "Okay then."

In the car, the food was thrown into the back seat of the car. Mr. Bai fastened the seat belt for Zheng He himself. For a moment, he even thought that Zheng He would kiss him, but luckily he did nothing.

When the car started, Zheng He stared out the window and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He didn't seem to tell Mr. Bai where his home was, did he? "Mr. Bai!..." Zheng He turned his head abruptly, and slowly closed his mouth again.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zheng He shook his head: "It's okay." The matter has come to this point, and he cannot escape today.He can't afford to offend someone like Mr. Bai, so he can do whatever he wants, anyway, he won't be at a disadvantage, so it's fine if he doesn't meet in the future.

33

Zheng He was smoking a cigarette, and lying beside him was Mr. Bai who was soundly asleep.

He took out his mobile phone, and it showed 4:35, and it was still early morning. They went from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m. yesterday. Zheng He woke up suddenly in the middle of his sleep, and then couldn't fall back asleep.

These two times, he had great feelings, and his feelings towards Mr. Bai were also different. For the first time, he patronized and flattered the other party, and did not make any special moves, but this time was different. He enjoyed the most perfect time on the basis of mutual benefit. , Zheng He touched Mr. Bai's nose with his fingertips.

What a pity, what a pity.

If the other party is not Mr. Bai, but an ordinary person, even a vagrant, Zheng He intends to get along with the other party for a long time, it is best to fall in love, the two go to a foreign country to get married, and then stay together for the rest of their lives.

Zheng He's cigarette was out of breath, and he coughed.

Mr. Bai opened his eyes, and patted Zheng He's back. Zheng He turned over and lay in the other's arms, turned his head, his lips were right on the other's chest, kissed him, and asked with a smirk, "Do it again? Brother, can you do it?"

Mr. Bai lifted the quilt, and his facial features were so handsome and upright in this atmosphere that it was tempting to think: "Bad boy."

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When Zheng He opened his eyes, Mr. Bai had already woken up, lying flat on his back, not knowing what to think.

Zheng He crawled into the opponent's arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, feeling a little drowsy again.

Mr. Bai fiddled with Zheng He's head. Zheng He slapped his hand and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one."

Mr. Bai kissed him on the cheek and said, "Everyone says a cigarette after the event, do you want a cigarette before the event?"

Zheng He understood Mr. Bai's meaning and did not dare to continue speaking.

The two stayed on the bed for a long time, and Zheng He said, "I'll have something to do later", and Mr. Bai let him get out of bed.

After changing his clothes, Zheng He looked back at Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai was laying on the bed and fiddling with his bedside table. The white warm quilt only covered his lower body, revealing his muscular back, with a blue and black tattoo on his left shoulder.

Zheng He remembered Bai En's identity in the rumors, so he didn't dare to ask.

They went to eat breakfast together, and when Mr. Bai entered the stairs, he asked, "Do you want to have another bowl of Dandan noodles?"

Zheng He wondered: "Isn't there a buffet breakfast downstairs in the hotel?"

Mr. Bai couldn't stop laughing.

Zheng He realized that the other party was making fun of him, so he was both funny and helpless.

Mr. Bai signaled that he would send Zheng He to the company, and Zheng He agreed, but when he went downstairs to the company, Mr. Bai wanted to follow Zheng He upstairs, and Zheng He didn't understand.

"What are you doing up there? Meet new handsome guys?"

"What are you thinking?... Wasn't that why you contacted me at first? I agreed." Mr. Bai put on his sunglasses.

Zheng He finally understood what he meant.What a trick of good fortune, I didn't see him when I was looking for it on the pole, but now I don't plan to continue working, and he appears again.

Zheng He slammed the car door and shook his hand at him: "No, let's go."

Mr. Bai opened the car door again, his expression suddenly changed: "Do you have someone?"

Zheng He shook his head: "No, I don't need you anymore."

"What do you mean you don't need me?" Mr. Bai's tone rose. Zheng He noticed that he was a little angry, and explained again: "It's not that I don't need you, but you are no longer needed."

"you sure?"

Zheng He nodded: "Well, don't worry."

"Alright then." Mr. Bai took out a business card from the car and handed it to Zheng He: "This is my phone number."

"okay, I get it."

Zheng He waited for a while, saw that Mr. Bai was still looking at him with his head stretched, smiled and walked over to give him a kiss: "Okay, you go to work."

Mr. Bai kissed back and left.

Zheng He rubbed the business card he had left in his hand, and reluctantly threw it into the trash can.

That's it, I won't see you again.

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Sister Fang clicked her tongue and walked around Zheng He. Zheng He lifted the magazine from his face to look at her, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Sister Fang sneered: "If I hadn't worked with you for two years, I couldn't believe you are an actor, look," she stretched out a finger to catch Zheng He's colorful socks: "This kind of taste is simply post-modern, No one dares to wear it except you."

"Fashion and fashion are all made by people, okay?"

"It's also worn by others. If you have eight-pack abs and a handsome face, I might go upstairs right now and ask the upper level to renew your contract with you!"

Zheng He twisted his back, turned around and stopped talking.

"Hey? Why didn't you ask me, didn't you do everything to stay in the company before?"

Zheng He closed the magazine and sighed: "So I have figured it out now. People don't live for work. I will be thirty after my birthday this year. It's time to change."

Sister Fang patted him: "You should have figured it out a long time ago. To be honest, I knew you were not suitable to be an actor the first time I saw you."

"Why?" It was the first time Zheng He heard someone say that.

"You're so straight, you can't tell if it's acting or life!"

36

The last day.

Zheng He packed up the things in the office room, looking at the empty ten square meters, he couldn't tell what it was like.

Eight years, here has its own eight years.

The car lent to him by his friend was parked downstairs. When Zheng He went down with his things in his arms, he received a call from Tao Jie: [Where are you? ! ] Zheng He could hear her flustered tone, and said, "Talk slowly, what's wrong?"

[Come quickly!Come and save me! 】

Zheng He was not stupid enough to ask the other party 'what happened to you', so he replied: "Okay, where can I save you?"

[I am on the branch!Remember not to bring other people, only you can come!hurry up! 】Zheng He pursed his lips and quickly went downstairs to start the car!

The branch is the name of the photo studio that Sister Fang introduced to him. Although Zheng He didn't understand what Tao Jie was going to do in the photo studio, let alone how likely she was to encounter danger when she went to the photo studio, but in the world, What is the most important thing?Loyalty!

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Zheng He ran through red lights four times along the way, basically a driver's license gameover, but even so, he continued to step on the accelerator without saying a word.

Walking into the branches, Zheng He was ready to be beaten up or to be beaten up by others.

Open the door, there is no one inside.

The empty corridor was dark and silent, with a few decorative photo frames occasionally hanging on both ends of the wall. Zheng He saw a room at the end of the corridor, and his sixth sense told him: Tao Jie is there!

Zheng He took out the spare knife for peeling apples from his pocket, opened it, held it in his hand, and walked quietly towards the door... He could imagine the scene he would see after entering the door, Tao Jie lay dying on the tiles, There may be a few vicious big men beside him, and then he will fight with them...

Only the sound of Zheng He's slow breathing could be heard in the corridor, and the air was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling.He lifted his foot, and the leather shoes rubbed against the floor without making a sound...

Sudden!A sharp female voice rang in his ears: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Zheng He was startled, the blood in his body seemed to drop to zero in an instant, and his heart was beating fast after a short pause. He turned his head, unable to believe his eyes——

Four or five trendy men and women that I didn't know, Sister Fang, Tao Jie's Xiao Kai, and the middle one, Tao Jie who was holding a two-layer cake with both hands and smiling heartlessly.

Eight people shouted in unison: "Surprise! (Surprise!)"

Zheng He briefly didn't know what expression he should put on at this moment. Is he angry or happy?It seems that neither of them can express his complicated mood at this time.He swears, this English sentence is not one of the words he hates the most this year!

A few more times and he can go straight to the hospital, okay?

Furk!

38

Zheng He spent the best day at the end of his career as an actor. Tao Jie brought a full set of barbecue tools, and the branchy boss Abei simply carried the tools to the top floor to grill. and all works over the past eight years.

A group of people laughed and laughed until late at night.

Zheng He drank the last bottle of wine and shouted, "I'm done! How about you?"

Sister Fang couldn't drink clearly either, so she opened another bottle of beer in a daze: "What are you doing? Is there any light? Keep drinking!"

Zheng He took the bottle with a smile, but Sister Fang was so drunk that she fell to the ground.

Zheng He always thought that Sister Fang was an unselfish and selfish person, but in the last few days after leaving, he realized that he was wrong. Sister Fang was like most of the white-collar workers he knew. Well, at least those pieces didn't get sorted out overnight.

Zheng He sighed and looked up at the starry night sky. In the past eight years, he didn't leave anything behind. At least he made friends, and it was worth it!

... The stars are so shining, it will be sunny tomorrow.

Before falling asleep in a daze, he thought so.

39

Time flies, half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

Zheng He quickly mingled with the people in the branches and was familiar with the work schedule. I have to say that it is a miracle in business that this photo studio can occupy a storefront in the city center. Not to mention the large number of people, the cost of shooting is worth it 80.00% of the transaction amount.

Zheng He had to doubt whether he could pay next month's salary on time.

"Ah He! Come alive!" Abe's loud voice resounded through the lounge. Zheng He fiddled with more than 30 bottles and cans, cosmetic bags with a total weight of seventeen catties, and asked, "Where is he?"

Abenunu said: "Here, the two are in love, and they cannot live without each other. You can draw together."

Zheng He sneered, he mainly paints men's makeup, and there are two little girls on the branches who paint female makeup, how can they paint together?Pushing open the door, the smile on his lips loosened.

Two men, two tall men with a height of more than 1.8 meters, were sitting together on a thin chair. Zheng He had been in the gay circle of H City for so many years, and he had never seen a few of them so handsome. Loving.

Zheng He patted his distorted face, and smiled with the professional quality of his former actor: "Hello, I am a makeup artist. You... who is the groom? Who is the bride?"

forty

The two newcomers were friendly and introduced themselves.

"My name is Momo, and I'm the groom."

"I'm KUY, and I'm also the groom."

Zheng He quickly opened the cosmetics with ten fingers, expressionless: "Okay, two grooms, please take a seat. How do you want the painting to look like? Match the clothes?"

Momo pointed at KUY and asked for a concise and concise statement: "Just paint him ugly!"

"OK."

When Zheng He was applying base cream on Momo's face, he found that his skin was very good, so he asked casually, "Your skin is very good, and you usually take care of it?"

Momo laughed happily: "Yes, KUY and I are both models."

Zheng He nodded indifferently, and said, "No wonder, you all look very tall."

Momo opened her eyes, looked at Zheng He, and asked, "Aren't you surprised?"

"What do I need to be surprised about?"

"I'm a model."

Zheng He was puzzled: "It's no surprise, I was an actor last month."