Mr. Butler on the catwalk

It was December fifteenth.There were still ten days before Christmas, and the air outside became drier and colder.

The original runway was carried out indoors, but in this mission, LGM moved the runway to the snow.In a corner of Central Park, a steel elevated platform was erected, and the snow on the side of the road reflected on the metal, making people feel cold.

The sheds where the models rested were set up on the grass in the park, and were blown by the wind.Tramps and petty aristocrats walking their dogs stopped to watch as they walked past this conspicuous scene.

Rivers is an authentic New Yorker, but he is still shivering from the cold.He and Luo Lin had been waiting at the door of this shabby shed all morning, not knowing what kind of medicine the judges were selling.The others spread out and walked slowly, perhaps thinking that a little exercise would relieve the chill.

Finally, when it was noon, a staff came to inform the next plan: the formal walk began at two o'clock, and the clothes and accessories were distributed after the mission started-others, I didn't know anything about it.

Rivers frowned, complaining that such a notice was tantamount to no notice.And under the ravages of this temperature, Rivers' immunity was already in jeopardy—two inconspicuous clear water noses hung under his tall nose, which made him keep sniffling.Luo Lin could only help him wipe his snot with a handkerchief, while smiling helplessly.

At any rate, after the nearly nonexistent notice was issued, the staff then came to deliver the lunch.On mission days, Luo Lin and their lunches are all strange, something similar to airline food.The most common are foil pouches that contain semi-fluids that have the texture of smashed jelly but the taste of cold oatmeal.Luo Lin doesn't like this kind of tasteless food, but he will still eat it obediently.But for Rivers, he never touched such food, and would hold the bag with his middle finger and thumb, and throw it far away.

By now, Rivers was frozen stiff, and even his blond hair looked dull.Luo Lin began to worry—if Rivers despised lunch again and skipped eating, he would probably faint next.But when he looked up at the man who served the meal, his worried feelings gradually dissipated and were replaced by another unspeakable emotion.

Duan Fei was wearing an inconspicuous uniform and walked towards Luo Lin holding a large dark lunch box.His hat was pulled down very low, and it deliberately covered his eyes; he didn't have the familiar and arrogant shadow of Luo Lin, but he just lowered his head, looking low-key and silent.Luo Lin buried his chin in the scarf and still felt cold, while the collar of Duan Fei's uniform was open, revealing his brown skin and a small part of his collarbone.Luo Lin frowned, feeling that the cold wind was not blowing into Duan Fei's clothes, but blowing on his body - this strange empathy made Luo Lin feel a little at a loss.

Duan Fei walked in front of him and Rivers, and paused slightly.Luo Lin intuitively felt that he was hesitating, and then saw Duan Fei stretching his hand towards the lunch box, and then slowly handed over a transparent set meal box.

You can see through the packaging that there is nonfat yogurt, a good-sized tuna salad, slices of rye bread, and other snacks and side dishes.Luo Lin had never seen such a suit before, and he didn't even think of reaching out to pick it up.

But Duan Fei's hand froze in mid-air, hesitating for a while, carefully moved his fingers, stepped back and only pinched a corner of the box.

Luo Lin suddenly felt uncomfortable, for no reason.He frowned and wanted to raise his hand, but Rivers stood up one step ahead of him: "An extra meal today?...Why is LGM so generous all of a sudden?"

Rivers snorted happily, trying to grab the box.Luo Lin only stopped Rivers subconsciously, and then gently held the box over.Rivers turned his head to look at Luo Lin for a while, then suddenly laughed, and rushed over to rub Luo Lin's hair: "Hey, I won't snatch it from you... Luo Lin like this is so cute!"

Under the action of Rivers, Luo Lin only looked up in Duan Fei's direction.He couldn't see Duan Fei's expression - Duan Fei just stood there without moving.

While smiling happily, Rivers turned to Duan Fei and asked, "Where's my share? Where's my share? Hurry up and give it to me?"

"...One for two."

From what it sounds like, Duan Fei's voice is a bit hoarse and nasal, which makes people feel vague.Luo Lin clenched the lunch box subconsciously, the lukewarm temperature was like an illusion, it only warmed his fingertips for a short time, and it was fleeting.

Rivers hooked Luo Lin with one hand, and sat down again.It seemed that Rivers had spoken to him a lot, but Luo Lin couldn't remember clearly.When he realized it again, it was Rivers who opened his mouth happily in front of him, and Luo Lin only belatedly picked up the cherries in the salad, watching Rivers gently swallow the cherries , swallowed, and licked his lower lip.

That should be a very ambiguous scene.Luo Lin's expression was blank.Rivers smiled at him, and Luo Lin could only smile in confusion.

... Before going to pick up the mission, Luo Lin couldn't help but went to find Duan Fei. The staff moved about in the working area of ​​the shed, and suddenly they all looked the same.But Luo Lin only felt that Duan Fei would not take the initiative to get together with others, so he went out of the shed.

From a distance, he saw Duan Fei sitting cross-legged on the snow, leaning on the iron poles of the shed.The snow under his body has melted, and the bottom of his pants is also wet.

——"Master, it's better not to sit cross-legged when eating..."

A long time ago, Luo Lin once said this to Duan Fei.He always thought that the only ones who used this sitting posture were the peasants from his hometown.But Duan Fei, who was only 14 years old at the time, refused to listen to his kind advice, and just frowned and said, "It's so annoying, just sit and meditate like this."

Luo Lin thought at that time, what does a 14-year-old child know about meditation?It sounds like a little monk ringing a bell.

But later he realized that Duan Fei would only sit like this when he was thinking about something.His head would be bowed, his hands clasped, and his eyebrows would always, always be furrowed.

Nearly ten years later, Duan Fei still uses this posture.His hat was put aside, so Luo Lin could clearly see Duan Fei's familiar expression of frowning and clenching his teeth.

... Duan Fei, has never been a very happy child.

Luo Lin stood at one end, and Duan Fei stood at the other end.Luo Lin didn't walk over, he didn't want to make the sound of stepping on the snow, and he didn't want to rashly approach this person who had nothing to do with him.

No connection.That's right.

Duan Fei is really sincere when he thinks about things.He seemed to be angry, and he seemed to be blaming himself.He doesn't look very smart like this.He maintained that motionless posture for a long time, finally frowned and lowered his eyes, touched an aluminum foil bag on the snow beside him and picked it up, then bit off the lid, and started to suck the familiar cosmic food.

Just because he saw this movement, Luo Lin walked over without thinking.He bent down and took the thing in Duan Fei's hand abruptly, his strength was not too small.Such behavior surprised even Luo Lin himself.

Duan Fei raised his head to look at him, his eyes were wide open, but his brows were still frowning.It looked a little pitiful and a little confused.

"...Don't eat this, it will hurt your stomach..."

When Luo Lin said that, his mind was still a little confused.Duan Fei's situation should be the same as his, so he kept the action just now and remained motionless.

The atmosphere was so strange that Luo Lin could only stretch out his hand and said softly, "Get up quickly, your pants are all wet, why are you still wearing them..."

Duan Fei lowered his head belatedly and stood up.He touched the back of his pants and found that there was a cold dampness.Seeing that Luo Lin's hand was still in front of Duan Fei, Duan Fei seemed to want to explain and said: "Don't touch me, my hands are cold."

...that kind of thing, needless to say.Luo Lin lowered his head to look at Duan Fei's dark red fingers hidden behind him, the knuckles were obviously swollen.However, compared to the frostbitten hands, the hurried look on Duan Fei's face made Luo Lin feel even more uncomfortable.An unsettled sense of oppression caused Luo Lin to lose his usual calmness, and his warm voice became a little hasty: "Why do you only wear such a little, and eat cold things... I have a bad stomach, so I should... "

He didn't say any more.This kind of concern should not be said by himself - Duan Fei is no longer his young master, and an adult man does not need his own care.Luo Lin forced himself to remove unnecessary memories from his mind, but Duan Fei lowered his voice and said, "...I didn't do it on purpose."

Luo Lin raised his head.

"I didn't mean to make you feel sorry for me. I just... didn't think of it. I'm sorry..."

As Duan Fei said so, he raised his hand in frustration and put it behind his neck.Luo Lin was almost certain that Duan Fei became so indifferent to him because he was thinking about his own affairs.But this kind of thinking didn't make Luo Lin happy - he saw the word "L.Lo" marked with a marker on the aluminum foil bag he snatched from Duan Fei.

It was an abbreviation of his own name.Luo Lin frowned, and there was some wavering in his tone that he didn't realize: "This, it should be my lunch."

Duan Fei's expression changed, and he could only nod in resignation.

Luo Lin clenched the bag tightly: "You don't need to change my lunch. Even if you force yourself to eat this kind of thing, I... I won't thank you."

"It's nothing to do with coercion," the paragraph replies nonsense, "I just want to do it."

Duan Fei's hand quickly reached out to Luo Lin, Luo Lin subconsciously closed his eyes, and raised a hand to block his body - this action made Duan Fei's hand stop abruptly.

Luo Lin came to his senses, and before he could say anything, Duan Fei said stiffly, "...I'm sorry."

"..."

"I didn't mean to hit you." Duan Fei slowly raised his hand and took back the stolen food from Luo Lin.That movement was very gentle, Luo Lin could see the slight trembling in his hands.

"I just want to take this back..." Duan Fei took a step back, lowered his head and said, "I just think it will be a lot better if I can eat what you eat. I'm sorry. I'm going back .”

Duan Fei bent down to pick up the hat, and closed the open part of the neckline.He took a few steps back, then turned and left.

Luo Lin was left alone with his eyes closed, feeling the hallucination-like subtle pain that came from nowhere.