Unbearable

Zhang Te was still adjusting the camera when he noticed that the newcomer he had just taken care of had suddenly stood up from the model and walked back in a panic.

He glanced at Feng Qi, and then at Ji Zhonghan, who was red-eyed and red-faced. There are too many such things in the fashion circle, and Zhang Te didn't think it was unusual. He just sighed, he is really young.

The young man Ji Zhonghan didn't dare to get close to Feng Qi during the whole filming.

It seems that Feng Qi is a man-eating monster, if he steps a safe distance, he will be swallowed by the other party.

After a lot of trouble, when the fight was over, Feng Qi stood up and came over to see the effect of the film with his luxurious adornment.

Ji Zhonghan was also standing next to the computer. When Feng Qi came, he didn't pay attention, and when someone was standing beside him, he didn't dare to hide.

He hasn't forgotten that Feng Qi looked at him with that look just now.

Ji Zhonghan lowered his head, looking at the pictures on the computer, everyone quickly followed him in to hide.

But the computer is closed, and the computer is still closed.Standing very close to him, his bare skin brushed against his shirt.

From the end of the nose came the scent of Feng Qi mixed with the smell of cosmetics. When Zhang Te asked Ji Zhonghan to switch photos, Feng Qi happened to reach out to touch the screen.

The hands of the two collided in mid-air, and the little fingers touched, as if a slight electric current passed through the tendons. The tingling sensation made Ji Zhonghan withdraw his hand quickly, and pressed it tightly to his side.

Feng Qi's hand was still hanging in the air, and he didn't care about Ji Zhonghan's retreat. He pointed to his photo and made an opinion with Zhang Te, and Zhang Te agreed.

Afterwards, Feng Qi returned to the fur and continued to shoot.

After the status of Feng Qi returned to normal, the production rate has also been improved.

While Zhang Te kept praising him, Ji Zhonghan didn't want to think about whether the lust that Feng Qi exudes in front of the camera is because of him.

It was clear that he only worked for less than two hours, but Ji Zhonghan felt that this was the longest two hours, so that as soon as the shooting was over, he hid outside the studio and smoked two cigarettes to stabilize his mood.

Before he rested for a long time, Jing He called his mobile phone, asking him to come back to shoot, and it was time for him to be in charge.

When I went back again, I found that Feng Qi had already put on his clothes. The straight suit wrapped his figure, and the tailoring made his figure slender, but his demeanor was much more decent than before, even a little more abstinent.

But the tattoos on the outside of the cuffs and his unprovoked temperament made him look so much like a thug in a suit.

Even if you were talking politely one second, you can overturn the table and start directly the next second.

But that's good too, Ji Zhonghan heaved a sigh of relief, otherwise, he really didn't know how to shoot.

Zhang Te was privately told by Jing He that he had to supervise from the side, and if Ji Zhonghan's strength was really not good, he would give him some help.

But after the photos were transferred from the camera to the computer, Zhang Te discovered that the relatives in Ji Zhonghan's lens seemed to be completely different from the ones he took.

This difference does not mean a difference in shape.

Rather, photographs can convey not only the emotions of the model, but also the emotions of the photographer.

It's a subtle thing that you feel the moment you look at the photo.

Ji Zhonghan's photo of Feng Qi is too ambiguous.

What Feng Qi shows through the lens is an extremely real and passionate emotion.As a photographer, Ji Zhonghan, the reason why he was able to capture these also shows that he pays too much attention to the models.

When Jing He came over to ask him how the filming went, Zhang Te said it was pretty good, and he told the truth.

Because the photos produced under such circumstances cannot be so bad no matter how bad they are.

Jing He crossed his arms and said, "That was really a pleasant surprise. I just took him as a pacifier."

"I don't think it's just soothing." Zhang Te disagreed, "I'm afraid these two people are going to fall in love."

Jing He looked at Zhang Te in surprise, Zhang Te thought he had said something wrong, and wanted to make up for a joke, but Jing He said: "Although sexual orientation is not a big deal in the fashion circle, I don't think it's possible for the two of them to together."

Zhang Te wondered: "Why is it impossible? There are very few calls like them. Believe it or not, these two people will make it in a short time."

Jing He: "Then make a bet, I bet they won't be together within a month."

Zhang Te: "What are you betting on?"

Jing He: "I recently fell in love with a new car."

"Are you so sure they won't be together?" Zhang Te said speechlessly, even directly choosing the conditions after winning.

Zhang Te was aroused with a rebellious mentality: "Then I will bet that they can do it in a month. If it does, I have also recently taken a fancy to a new set of equipment."

Jing He smiled and said, "Because they have spent half their lives failing to achieve it, so how could they achieve it in a month."

Unaware that he had become the protagonist of the bet, Ji Zhonghan hid in the bathroom to wash his face after finishing the filming task.

I don't know how long it took before the cold water slightly lowered the temperature of the face.

As for those photos, he couldn't even look at them seriously, because as long as he looked at them, he could remember how openly Feng Qi looked at him during the shooting.

If the gaze can be turned into substance, Ji Zhonghan has no doubt that in the studio just now, his clothes have been stripped off one by one in Feng Qi's eyes.

Feng Qi even seemed to know every inch of his body, as well as the touch of that skin.

He was almost violating him with his eyes, but Ji Zhonghan could only bear behind the camera and couldn't escape.

Ji Zhonghan took a few tissues to wipe his cheeks, stood up straight, and was about to go out, when he saw Feng Qi's figure in the mirror.

He was startled, and instinctively dodged to the side.

Feng Qi loosened his tie and came to the sink, ready to wash his hands.

At this moment, a silvery smooth streak appeared on his neck, and the necklace slipped out from the open neckline, and the pendant on the necklace also fell to the ground.

That's a ring.

When the water just came out, the ring rolled to the ground, and with a crisp sound, it came to Ji Zhonghan's feet. He subconsciously bent down to pick it up, but when he saw the ring, he was stunned.

Because this ring is so familiar, it is a couple ring made by Ji Zhonghan's design department roommate when he was studying abroad.

It was a birthday present he gave to his other half, and Ji Zhonghan accompanied him to pick it up. At that time, his roommate spent all day drawing pictures in the room for this design.

During those few months, Ji Zhonghan was constantly asked by his roommate for opinions, and was forced to be impressed by this ring.

It stands to reason that this should be a unique ring, why is it in Feng Qi's hand?

Feng Qi wiped off the water droplets on his hands with a tissue, and reached out to Ji Zhonghan: "Thank you." He signaled Ji Zhonghan to return it to him.

Ji Zhonghan held the ring, but didn't return it immediately: "Where did you buy this?"

Feng Qi frowned and said, "Forgot."

Ji Zhonghan looked at the degree of wear and tear on the ring: "I've worn it for a long time, how could I forget it."

Feng Qi's tone suddenly became harsh: "If you forget, you just forget."

Ji Zhonghan didn't want to make Feng Qi angry, so he put the ring in Feng Qi's hand.

Feng Qi's good mood seemed to have disappeared along with the broken necklace. He took the ring back with some rough movements and stuffed it into his pocket.

Ji Zhonghan was full of doubts because of this ring.But I couldn't help but convince myself that there are only a few styles of rings that come and go.

But the shape of this ring is a variant design of the letters of the roommate's boyfriend's name.Although the shape is hollowed out, the letter J is clearly displayed on it.

How could such a ring come to China from abroad?

Could it be that his roommate later sold the design?

That night, Ji Zhonghan couldn't help but make an overseas video call to his roommate who was still studying abroad.

The roommate just woke up, and said to Ji Zhonghan with sleepy eyes: "You better have something important to do."

Ji Zhonghan asked directly: "Did you sell your boyfriend's couple ring?"

The roommate's eyes widened: "What the hell are you talking about!"

At this time, a head popped up next to the roommate. It was the roommate's boyfriend.

A big boy with fluffy black curly hair and a dog-like smile.

He warmly greeted Ji Zhonghan, and even acted coquettishly: "I miss you so much, Ji, and the fish-flavored eggplant you made."

After the roommate pushed the boyfriend's head back, he stretched out the ring on the other's hand to Ji Zhonghan: "No matter how poor I am, I won't sell this, okay?"

Ji Zhonghan asked his roommate to hold the ring in front of the camera to check carefully.

Sure enough, this was the one in Feng Qi's hand, and he was not mistaken.

Ji Zhonghan said: "I'm not talking about this ring, I'm asking if you have sold the design?"

The roommate thought for a while, then suddenly remembered something: "The person who made the ring did sell my ring to someone else. After the store manager found out, he fired him and apologized to me many times."

"That person gave a lot of money, and it seems that he even used a credit card. Even if he was in debt, he wanted it, so the master who made the ring was obsessed, so he copied the same one for him."

"But he only wants this one in Xiaoji's hand, not mine."

Talking about it, the roommate became angry again: "Isn't my model not good-looking? Why doesn't he want it? He has no vision!"

Ji Zhonghan stared blankly at the ring, and pieced together an incredible truth in his mind.

This ring from roommate is a Christmas present for Xiaoji.

The night before Christmas is Christmas Eve, Ji Zhonghan accompanied his roommate to pick up the ring.

It was really cold at that time. In my impression, it was the coldest year.Ji Zhonghan took off his coat in the warm shop, he was bored waiting for his roommate to receive the ring, and then went to find his boyfriend to spend a sweet night.

At this time, the roommate came to his side and said, "Extend your hand."

Ji Zhonghan raised his hand obediently, and his roommate pushed the ring onto his ring finger: "You and Xiaoji are the same model, so how do you feel? Does it fit?"

He twirled the ring on his hand and smiled at his roommate: "It's very suitable, I think Xiaoji will like it."

When Ji Zhonghan and his roommate came out of the warm room, he was so cold that he wanted to walk with his head buried.

Just then, he bumped into someone.

Before he could apologize, the man hurried past him.

Ji Zhonghan turned his head and only had time to see the back of that person, who was only wearing a black hooded sweater.

Although his back was bent because of the cold, he still looked like someone he knew.

The roommate pulled his arm: "What are you looking at?"

Ji Zhonghan said: "Do you feel that in a foreign country, you will meet people you thought you would never see again?"

The roommate said, "Who knows."

Ji Zhonghan said: "Wait a minute, I..." Before he finished speaking, he heard the bell ringing in the square, it was past midnight and Christmas was here.

The crowd started to cheer, and Ji Zhonghan could no longer find the familiar figure just now.

His roommate shivered and asked him, "Why don't you leave?"

Looking at the crowded crowd, Ji Zhonghan said in a low voice, "It should be a mistake."

how can that be possible.

How could it be possible... to meet Feng Qi again.