After becoming a male god's makeup artist [Entertainment]

The next day, the three set off for the capital.

The matter of being injured at the scene yesterday has not been made public. In order not to attract the attention of fans, the three of them drove back.

It's just that in the car, Wen Chuhan had to occupy the two rear seats by himself. Wu Xuan thought it was crowded, so he changed places with Lin Jian, the co-pilot, and asked Lin Jian to come and stick to him.

Wen Chuhan slept quite well last night. It really felt different when someone was in his arms. He fell asleep faster than usual, and his sleep quality also improved.

It's just that the instinctive reaction of getting up in the morning made the two of them a little embarrassed.But Wen Chuhan has a thick skin, he let go and went to the bathroom first, leaving the forest alone to buffer.

"Originally, there were several commercial performances this month. These can't be postponed, so we have to cancel them all." Wu Xuan looked at the schedule in front and said, "It's okay for a day or two. After a few days, the fans will react. Definitely have to make a fuss first."

"Thinking about it from another angle, maybe I will post more daily Weibo, they should be happy." Wen Chuhan leaned on Lin Jian with his upper body, and said lazily.

"Then you should post it." Wu Xuan glanced back at him, then immediately turned back, "I originally booked a plane ticket to come back the day after tomorrow, so I have to inform you about this, otherwise there will be fans waiting at the airport."

Wen Chuhan's hair was tied into Lin Jian's neck, and he felt itchy, so he stretched out his hand to touch it.As soon as he touched it, Wen Chuhan stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist, grabbed his hand around his shoulder, and held it in his hand to play.

Lin Jian's fingers are long and slender, and according to what a female fan praised him before, he can punch even with his hands.Wen Chuhan looked at his palm prints indifferently, and listened to Wu Xuan chattering in front.

"What do your parents say? They stopped working suddenly, are you afraid that they will suddenly come to see you?" Wu Xuan gloated.

Lin Jian had never met Wen Chuhan's parents, so he listened with great interest.

"They're very busy and don't have time." Wen Chuhan stared down at Lin Jian's palm, slowly stroking his thumb along his lifeline.

"Brother, did you forget that the university is on summer vacation?" Wu Xuan said speechlessly.

"..." Wen Chuhan was finally willing to speak seriously, "It seems so."

He slowly squeezed his fingers into Lin Jian's, interlocked his fingers, and said: "Then tell them, I'm also on summer vacation."

Wu Xuan simply convinced him: "Say it yourself, I don't want to be this villain."

Lin Jian felt itchy in his heart. He peeked in front of his eyes and saw the driver driving seriously. Wu Xuan lowered his head to look at his phone, so he became bolder, leaned forward quietly, and hugged Wen Chuhan's from behind. Waist, kissed his hair.

Originally thought that the other party couldn't see it, who knew that Wen Chuhan laughed in a low voice, turned to him and said, "Honey, I can see it through the car window."

Lin Jian subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the opposite car window. The light-blocking film really reflected the current appearance of the two of them. He seemed to have done something bad and was caught by the teacher, and his ears turned red immediately, and he even leaned back guiltily. Damn, I took back my hand.

"What are you two talking about over there again?" Wu Xuan heard the phrase "baby" and said casually, "My girlfriend's birthday is two days away, so I won't be with you for a few days, Xiao Lin You worked so hard."

Lin Jian's voice was too soft to hear: "It's okay."

Wen Chuhan noticed his embarrassment, but he didn't let him go, leaned his upper body up, leaned into his ear and asked, "Did you often kiss me like this before when I wasn't paying attention?"

Although it was only once that the matter on his mind was said, Lin Jian still felt guilty.He looked at the window on this side, hiding his embarrassment: "No."

Through the car window in front of him, he saw that Wen Chuhan was also looking at himself in the reflection, the two of them met their eyes in the shadow, Lin Jian noticed that he was smiling.

This strange feeling filled Lin Jian's heart with sweetness, and he couldn't help but curl his lips, smiling at Wen Chuhan's shadow.

The two used their eyes to convey ambiguity in a space that is not considered private, and silently expressed their love in a quiet environment.

Wu Xuan is no longer here, and is still assigning tasks to Wen Chuhan in the WeChat group.The first thing I do when I get home is to post a Jiugongge.

Wen Chuhan didn't like taking selfies very much, he wanted to search Wu Xuan's phone for some photos, but Wu Xuan told him very straightforwardly that he had cleaned up the album recently, and now there were only photos of his girlfriend in his phone.

Helpless, Wen Chuhan had no choice but to ask Lin Jian to take pictures for him.

Lin Jian helped him take a dozen photos and then made dinner. Wen Chuhan was standing at the door of the kitchen. He suddenly became interested and raised his phone to take a few photos of his back.

He remembered that the two of them didn't even have a group photo together in high school, and Lin Jian didn't even take part in the final graduation photo.

He couldn't help asking: "Lin Jian, why did you transfer to another school in the second half of the third year of high school?"

Lin Jian was making coconut chicken, and when he was opening coconuts with the back of the knife, he was caught off guard when he heard this sentence. When the back of the knife fell down, he accidentally missed it and hit the nail of the index finger of his left hand. He jumped up in pain, Take a deep breath.

Wen Chuhan heard the sound and went over to take a look, quickly put down the knife in his right hand, grabbed his fingers and looked at it, went to the refrigerator to get ice cubes to apply to him.

Lin Jian whispered, "Fortunately, I didn't use much force, and I used the back of the knife, otherwise my whole finger would have come off."

Wen Chuhan almost laughed angrily when he heard this. He sat at the dining table and asked him, "How dare you lose your mind while holding a knife in your hand?"

Lin Jian was sitting opposite him, with his fingers stuck in a bowl of ice cubes, shivering from the cold, he still did not forget to defend himself: "You suddenly spoke..."

Wen Chuhan looked at him, and his attitude suddenly softened: "It's okay if you don't want to say it, don't hurt yourself."

"No." Lin Jian answered anxiously, but didn't know what to say after finishing the answer.

There was silence between the two, Wen Chuhan stared at his pale face, and asked him softly: "You liked me back then, didn't you?"

Lin Jian quickly nodded vigorously: "I like it now too."

"Then I won't ask." Wen Chuhan looked at him for a few seconds, then changed the subject, "By the way, I've been curious before, do you have any connection with Mingqian? When he talked about getting married last time, he Suddenly asked me if I was with you, and said that he had already invited you to his wedding."

Lin Jian didn't dare to hide anything from him, so he could only tell the truth: "When I was just learning makeup, he lent me tuition fees."

Wen Chuhan was startled, not understanding what he meant: "Borrow?"

If I remember correctly, Lin Jian's family in high school was quite good. At that time, friends used to joke about the two of them as a talented scholar and a young master Lin.

"Something happened at my house." Lin Jian felt that it was finally impossible to hide this matter, and he seemed to have found an outlet for the pent-up breath in his heart. He hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I didn't go to college. In fact, I didn't even Didn't even finish high school."

Wen Chuhan vaguely guessed something from his words, he remembered last night before going to bed, Lin Jian hugged him and murmured "I only have you".

He frowned slightly and asked, "What happened?"

Lin Jian pursed his lips, put away all the redundant emotions, and lightly recounted the experience during that time.

It was already a thing of the past, he didn't want Wen Chuhan to be moved by it, and he didn't want to earn any sympathy from it, besides, he owed Wen Chuhan more.

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Wen Chuhan's hand with his right hand and said, "I've always regretted it."

"What do you regret?" Wen Chuhan let him catch him, but his heart was turned upside down by his words. He grasped an important point and asked him, "Ming Qian knew about this all along?"

Lin Jian froze for a moment, then nodded.

"You would rather ask him for help than refuse me." Wen Chuhan stared at him and said.

Lin Jian knew that he would think so, so he kept avoiding it.He fell silent.

"What if there is no Mingqian?" Wen Chuhan continued to ask, "What are you going to do? Will you come to me?"

Lin Jian lowered his head, the answer was self-evident.

Wen Chuhan waited for a while, he felt sorry for Lin Jian, but also angry at him for treating himself as an outsider.

He stood up and walked towards the kitchen.Lin Jian quickly pulled out his fingers and followed: "What are you doing?"

"Cooking." Wen Chuhan turned to look at him ferociously, "Sit back, doesn't it hurt?"

Lin Jian was speechless. After thinking for a while, he followed behind him with an ice cube bowl in his hand.

Although at first he disliked the bracket that Wu Xuan bought, Wen Chuhan realized how convenient it was after using it now.Leaning on himself, he pried open the coconut.

Lin Jian stood aside, his fingers stuck in the ice cube were almost unconscious, and his left hand holding the ice bowl was also shaking from the ice. He stood aside and reminded him in a low voice: "Take the coconut in it. Pour out the juice."

Wen Chuhan poured the coconut milk into the soup bowl, didn't forget to spoon a spoonful, and held it to Lin Jian's mouth with his hands, without saying a word, holding it up for him to drink with a grim expression.

Lin Jian thought he was cute, so he leaned over to take a sip, and smiled flatteringly at him: "It's delicious."

Under Lin Jian's guidance, Wen Chuhan scraped the coconut meat into shreds, cut the boneless chicken from Lin Jian into cubes, and then put all the ingredients into a casserole for stewing.

Wen Chuhan didn't say a word the whole time, and looked very cold. Lin Jian knew that he was just looking angry, so he couldn't bear to really neglect him.

The ice cubes in the bowl had almost melted, Lin Jian thought it was all right, he stood up, and hugged Wen Chuhan from behind while he was handling the fish.

Wen Chuhan finally spoke: "Don't touch me, I'm dead."

"Okay, my brother smells really good." Lin Jian was very obedient.

Lin Jian was like a large human-shaped pendant, only hugging him and following him everywhere, calling his brother in his mouth, which softened people's hearts.

Wen Chuhan couldn't hold back before firing, turned around and lifted the man away, looking at him angrily.

Lin Jian hugged him cheekily, pulled him to the kitchen door and said, "I don't feel hurt anymore, let me come."

Lin Jian quickly processed the remaining dishes, and when the last dish was served, he found that Wen Chuhan secretly took photos of the dishes on the table while he was not paying attention.

He knew that this person was trying to figure out the Jiugongge, so he leaned over and suggested with a smile, "Would you like to post a photo of us at the resort hotel?"

Wen Chuhan glanced at him: "Have you reconciled? I'll post a group photo."

Lin Jian likes to see his awkward appearance. To him, he loves any Wen Chuhan's appearance that is different from the usual elegance. That is the other side of Wen Chuhan that he will only show in front of him.

He brought over the bowls and chopsticks, served him rice, took a picture and sent it to the three people with Wu Xuan, reporting what he ate today.

Wu Xuan quickly responded with a voice message: "What are you two doing? Showing on Weibo and showing it to me alone?"

Lin Jian didn't even realize it, seeing the subtlety on Wen Chuhan's face that he didn't have time to conceal, he understood what it meant.He swiped down the screen, and sure enough, he saw a Weibo special attention notification that he had ignored.

@文初寒: Sharing pictures

He clicked on Weibo and saw that Wen Chuhan was still saying that he didn't reconcile with you just now, and the first picture he posted was the sunset photo of them on the balcony.

Lin Jian wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh in front of Wen Chuhan, so he could only bear it.

He picked a few half-length photos of him taken by the forest, and clipped a few of today's dishes, and finally managed to get nine of them together.

Click on the comment, and sure enough everyone's attention is on the first photo.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the CP I'm drinking has taken the initiative to give out candy! 】

[Oh my god, the artistic conception of the first photo is too good! 】

[My mother, if you don't tell me, who can tell that this is interacting with a makeup artist? 】

[Prediction in advance, hot search name: Wen Chuhan sun makeup artist group photo]

[Who do you look down on above?Report directly to @林间ID card number]

[Wait a minute, isn't he recording me to ride the waves today?Look at the background, is this at home? 】

【Hahahahaha I laughed so hard, Han, you wouldn’t gather so many photos just to post the first one】

[Han, next time you can put the group photo in the middle, it will be more conspicuous [doge]]

[Sorry for you, this is the first time I have posted so many photos since I was a fan of you]

[@嗤吉嗤轩 This shot is really good, please post the other photos too, don’t be ungrateful, force me to kneel down and beg you]

Lin Jian casually forwarded it, couldn't hold back, and asked Wen Chuhan, who was unmoved, with a smile: "Are we reconciled?"

With a cold face, Wenchu ​​put a piece of chicken in the forest bowl, and said in a firm tone, "No."

"Then why did you send us a group photo?" Lin Jian asked him to answer in a soft voice.

"It's none of your business." Wen Chuhan said ruthless words, but his body was very honest, he stretched out his hand to grab Lin Jian's fingers, and he was relieved to see that the blood on his fingers had dissipated.

"Didn't you say you won't send it if you don't reconcile?" Lin Jian took the initiative to grab his hand and wouldn't let him let go.

"Why are you talking so much?" Wen Chuhan withdrew his hand to eat, and ignored him.

Lin Jian couldn't hide his smile, his heart melted when he saw him like this.

After dinner, Wen Chuhan leaned against the wall of the bathroom, waiting for Lin Jian to fill him with water in the bathtub.

Once a stranger and second acquaintance, Lin Jian followed him into the shower room, but Wen Chuhan stopped him and said, "You support me, I will do it myself."

The bath last night made them both uncomfortable, and Wen Chuhan didn't dare to let him do it again.

Lin Jian stood outside and supported him with one hand, Wen Chuhan quickly finished the shower, and Lin Jian helped him into the bathtub.

Before going in, Wen Chuhan told him to turn his back and take off his underwear.Lin Jian turned around, found a small stool to sit outside, and reached out to give him a scalp massage.

Wen Chuhan wanted to refuse, his fingers had just been smashed by the back of the knife, and he didn't dare to force him, but Lin Jian said it was okay, and he paid attention.

Wen Chuhan closed his eyes, his body and mind relaxed, and his whole body softened.After a long time, he whispered, "Lin Jian, you have no heart."

Lin Jian put down his massage hand and hugged his neck, regardless of Wen Chuhan's wet hair, he lowered his head and approached him, following his words: "Well, I don't have a heart."

Wen Chuhan was silent for a moment, and asked him: "Can people die of lovesickness?"

"Others don't know." Lin Jian whispered in his ear, "but I will."

Wen Chuhan opened his eyes, staring at a spot on the wall in a daze.

"I saw you for the last time in high school. Every day in the past, I used to think about you when I was not working. I couldn't stop every minute and every second. It was you when I opened my eyes. You, you are also you when you are awake." Lin Jian was moved, and his eye circles were wet when he spoke, "I think I should be worthy of you a little bit, I work hard for it every day, I have done makeup for many male models, Do you know what is the most comment I get?"

Wen Chuhan didn't speak.

"They all said, why does your model look a bit like a star?" Lin Jian said with a smile, "I seem to remember your appearance in my bones, so I just broadcast the imitation makeup a few months ago. I will say without shame that I know how many eyelashes you have."

"I don't regret it, brother." Lin Jian continued, "If we were together at that time, I would feel extremely inferior, and I would drag you down. You wouldn't have achieved what you are now so quickly, and it was impossible for me to make it through."

Wen Chuhan sighed, and reached out to touch the back of his hand: "If I didn't look for you after that live broadcast, would you come to me?"

"Yes, I will." Lin Jian hugged him tightly, "I've already made plans to pester you after the contract with the studio over there expires, and you won't refuse for the sake of my former classmates. I."

Wen Chuhan smiled: "You are quite confident."

Lin Jian also laughed, and he asked, "Brother, I've touched and kissed you, how long will you hang on to me?"

Wen Chuhan fell silent.

Lin Jian felt that time was passing too slowly, and the heat rising from the bathtub made his cheeks a little hot and his eye circles hot.Wen Chuhan kept grabbing his hand, but didn't respond.

I don't know how much time has passed before Wen Chuhan said in a hoarse voice: "How did I confess to you back then? I forgot."

Lin Jian was breathless, and he quickly said, "Tell me, do you want to try together?"

"Then try it." Wen Chuhan turned his head to look at Lin Jian, and accepted the confession for himself, "Lin Jian, don't let me go."

Great joy surged up, and Lin Jian even felt his mind go blank for a moment. He hugged Wen Chuhan tightly, and his voice couldn't help choking: "Never again."