Chapter 19 You Are My World
"Human World" is a collection of themes that Luo Qinglin has been shooting since his freshman year. In the beginning, he was just shooting randomly, taking pictures of the lotus pond in the school, the teaching building standing alone in the center of the lotus pond, and some meaningless empty scenes.
As time passed, after his sophomore year, Luo Qinglin went to nursing homes, orphanages, and Hope Primary Schools to volunteer and teach. The photos in "The World" gradually became the various aspects of human life, and became the old age, loneliness, despair, and endless life in people's eyes.
These photos were posted on a Weibo account named S-Island, and the account profile reads "Independent photographer recording the human world."
Unfortunately, he failed to become the independent photographer he dreamed of. Instead, he had to take out a mortgage and work as a commercial photographer in the huge entertainment and fashion circle, running around as a small screw behind the glamour.
Gradually, the photos in "The World" turned back into empty scenes, transformed into the fireworks atmosphere in the Beijing alleys, the lonely neon lights under the bright lighthouse in Shanghai, and the evening breeze and stars on the small island.
"Photographing the human world..." Luo Qinglin asked anxiously, "How do you know my account number?"
Chen Qixin could even find his S-Island account, so wouldn’t his small account that liked and commented on Jiang Yanyu’s posts be found as well?
"Weren't you shortlisted for the World Press Photo Award? A friend shared it with me a while ago, and I saw it by chance." Jiang Yanyu replied.
This happened four or five years ago. Besides, he entered the competition under his real name, and his entry was not called "The Human World" but "The Aging World".
How did Jiang Yanyu find S-Island’s account? Luo Qinglin suspected that Chen Qixin had exposed all his past, and he secretly decided to cancel his secondary account after the filming was over.
Luo Qinglin subconsciously touched the phone in his trouser pocket and asked, "Where are we going now?"
Jiang Yanyu took out his cell phone, held it in front of Luo Qinglin's face, and took a picture with a click. "Just walk around and take pictures wherever you go."
The phone's flash was not turned off, and the white light suddenly lit up, blurring Luo Qinglin's vision.
"Why are you taking pictures of me?" Luo Qinglin asked with empty eyes.
“Sorry, sorry,” Jiang Yanyu turned off the flash, “Today you can take pictures of what you want to take pictures of, and I will take pictures of you.”
It was Friday afternoon, and Ye Yuze was busier than yesterday.
There were young men and women standing on Huanze Road. Judging from their attire and the excited smiles on their faces, one could probably infer that they were college students on a short trip.
In addition to the birds flying on the water and drifting with the waves, there are also workers sitting on wooden boats fishing for duckweed.
Luo Qinglin zoomed in the camera and captured the scene of the workers lifting the salvage net from the lake. The net was full of green duckweed, and light green lake water was dripping through the leaky net. The worker's brows were slightly relaxed, but not completely, and he was hiding his worry.
"Brother, can you take a picture for us?"
A lively and smiling voice came, Luo Qinglin put down the camera and looked to the left.
The two girls in casual clothes were looking at Luo Qinglin with bright eyes, their faces slightly red. They would glance at Jiang Yanyu from time to time, like timid yet curious rabbits.
Since graduating from college, Luo Qinglin has never been called "little brother" again. When he suddenly heard this title, he felt a little embarrassed.
"Well... OK," Luo Qinglin took the phone from the girl and pointed to the green reeds beside the lake. "You guys stand there. The view there is better."
"Thank you, little brother." The two girls nodded excitedly, their mouths almost smiling to their ears.
When a group of people are filming, occupational diseases will arise. Luo Qinglin was using his cell phone, but he acted like he was holding a device, constantly changing angles and taking hundreds of photos before he stopped.
As soon as the photo was taken, the girl in the floral dress pointed at Jiang Yanyu and said awkwardly, "Can the little brother over there come over and take a photo with us? Just, you two stand in the middle and we stand on both sides."
What kind of weird request is this? Luo Qinglin did not agree immediately and was about to seek Jiang Yanyu's opinion.
Jiang Yanyu had already walked over without anyone noticing and rushed to answer, "Sure."
The girl in the floral skirt's eyes lit up, "Thank you, brother... ahem, thank you, little brother!"
Four people stood in front of Ye Yuze, and the young cameraman acted as the photo-taking tool.
Jiang Yanyu stood in the middle with his arm around Luo Qinglin's shoulders, while the two girls stood on both sides, raising their hands to their cheeks, not making the scissors hand gesture, but the "8" gesture.
"Bye!" After taking the photo, the two girls blushed and ran away at a very fast speed.
After running about 20 meters, the girl in the T-shirt and jeans suddenly turned around and shouted, "I wish you guys happiness!"
The two lively figures gradually disappeared into the distance. Luo Qinglin stood there in a daze, his face flushed and the heat rising to his ears. He stared straight ahead at the figure behind him, not daring to move his eyes to avoid eye contact with the people around him.
Jiang Yanyu put away the smile on his face and stared at Luo Qinglin's face.
"Mr. Luo, how long are you going to watch? Is it really that good?" Jiang Yanyu's tone was filled with dissatisfaction.
"Ahem...no," Luo Qinglin retracted his gaze and looked down at the ground, "I was just looking at the distant mountains."
Jiang Yanyu loosened his arm around his shoulders, turned around and took pictures of the distant mountains with his phone. He was obviously unhappy when she stopped taking pictures of him, "Just continue taking pictures of what you want to take pictures of."
The atmosphere is a bit depressing.
With the weight removed from his shoulders, Luo Qinglin's flushed face suddenly cooled down and he stood there at a loss. The hand holding the camera hung in front of his chest, not knowing whether to raise it or put it down. He could only look at Jiang Yanyu quietly.
The afternoon sun shone from the west, and Jiang Yanyu's eyelashes moved in the wind. Long shadows were reflected under her eyelids, fluttering like light gray tassels.
With a light breath, Luo Qinglin took the initiative to walk to Jiang Yanyu's side, raised the camera, and pressed the shutter with a click.
The shutter sounds continued, one after another. The sound was quite loud, like a crackling sound, and to Jiang Yanyu it sounded like claws scratching someone, which was very annoying.
Lowering the phone in front of his eyes, Jiang Yanyu squinted his eyes and stared at the camera lens that was very close to his face. His tone was cold and hard, "Didn't I tell you to take pictures of what you want to take pictures of?"
The camera blocked some of the slanting evening light, forming a rectangular shadow on Jiang Yanyu's right cheek.
Luo Qinglin did not blink his left eye, engraving every minute and every second of Jiang Yanyu's appearance in the viewfinder in his mind, and kept pressing the shutter to record it.
He was like a thirsty traveler, and Jiang Yanyu was the oasis nectar just within reach. The nectar made him extremely greedy in his heart, but he was timid on the outside and did not dare to go closer. He could only peek through his camera.
"I'm shooting what I want to shoot now." Luo Qinglin said in a flat tone.
In the camera, Jiang Yanyu's eyes were shining, as if they could penetrate the camera and look at Luo Qinglin. Even the sound of eyelids blinking was clear to Luo Qinglin's ears.
"Say it again."
“I’m shooting what I want to shoot.”
Jiang Yanyu's face suddenly approached, and only his plump, red lips were left in the viewfinder, opening and closing in silent lip movements.
——Don’t look at others anymore, you are mine.
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