"Perfect!" The photographer looked at the last scene in the camera again and couldn't help but exclaim, "Perfect! The effect is really very, very perfect, much better than I imagined!"
Ruan Mian took back the bayonet prop, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and pointed to the dressing room, tilted his head and asked: "So we can go change clothes and remove makeup now, right?"
"That's right," the photographer waved his hand, "Thank you for your hard work, it's time to call it a day!"
Ruan Mian politely replied, "You've worked hard too," and then walked towards the dressing room with Bo Yan.
As soon as he entered the dressing room, the staff very considerately handed over two glasses of water. Bo Yan subconsciously took the two glasses of water before Ruan Mian.
Ruan Mian was stunned, and his eyebrows immediately stood up, "You...what do you mean? You won't give me water?"
Bo Yan took a sip of one of the cups of water and confirmed that the water temperature was right before handing the other cup to Ruan Mian. A helpless smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said in a natural tone, "What's in your little head? I'm just testing the water temperature for you first, for fear of scalding you."
Ruan Mian took the cup of water, and his head started buzzing again. He reflexively wanted to say to Bo Yan, "Who needs your care?", but he couldn't get these five words out of his mouth in the end.
Holding the cup of water, he stood there in a daze for a long while, and finally Ruan Mian just stammered "Oh". His fingers holding the cup of water couldn't help but shiver slightly.
Not sure what went wrong, but after hearing what Bo Yan said, Ruan Mian inexplicably felt the cup of water in his hand become hot.
"Do you want to change clothes first or remove your makeup first?" The makeup artist's voice suddenly sounded, pulling Ruan Mian back to his wandering thoughts.
"Remove your makeup, remove your makeup!" Ruan Mian said impatiently, "My whole face feels greasy now!"
"Is it really that exaggerated?" The makeup artist couldn't help laughing as she saw his face wrinkled. "Many girls wear makeup every day."
Ruan Mian sat in the makeup chair consciously, and sighed with lingering fear: "Fortunately I'm not a girl!"
While the makeup artist was removing Ruan Mian's makeup expertly, she looked up at Bo Yan who was standing beside her and asked him gently, "Does this handsome guy have to remove his makeup too? Your makeup is very light, so it won't be noticeable without removing it."
Bo Yan nodded without hesitation and said concisely: "I need to take it off. I feel uncomfortable."
Ruan Mian couldn't help but secretly open his eyes a little and glanced at Bo Yan.
It was previously confirmed that Bo Yan would also join the photoshoot, so the photographer found him a piece of clothing in the dressing room. Of course, it was not a hero suit like Ruan Mian's, but just a very elegant white shirt. When Bo Yan wore it, he looked even more youthful.
In addition, the makeup artist gave him light makeup and deliberately modified his overly sharp facial features, making Bo Yan's whole appearance at this moment, the cold temperament was diluted a lot, and even stained with a very light gentleness.
Ruan Mian was so dazed that he didn't even notice that he had changed from squinting to opening his eyes wide and staring at Bo Yan.
The photographer suddenly said "Oh" meaningfully, and then joked with a smile: "So Mild and this handsome boy are really in a relationship?"
The word "lover" was like a thunderclap, instantly bringing Ruan Mian back to his senses.
He suddenly lowered his eyes, his face flushed red, and he denied it ruthlessly, "How...how is it possible? Who wants to be his girlfriend?!"
The makeup artist thought Ruan Mian was just being shy, so she stopped teasing him. She quickly removed Bo Yan's makeup, coughed again, and deliberately said, "There is only one dressing room available now. Can you two share one?"
Ruan Mian's straight-man mentality didn't get the makeup artist's "good intentions" at all. He asked blankly, "Why is there only one room available?"
"Because... because we are about to finish work," the makeup artist said without hesitation, "all the other changing rooms are locked, so I'll leave this one for easy cleaning later."
Ruan Mian had no doubts at all, and replied "I know", then he pulled the sleeve of Bo Yan's shirt and urged him, "Let's go, change clothes quickly, I'm hungry."
Bo Yan followed him and walked for two steps before he suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "Ruan Mian, who do you want to be your partner?"
Ruan Mian paused. What kind of weird question was Bo Yan asking?
He has never liked anyone, so how does he know who he wants to be a couple with?
However, thinking of the makeup artist's misunderstanding just now, Ruan Mian felt inexplicably hot in his heart. This heat made him feel very unfamiliar, and he didn't know how to relieve it, so in the end, he expressed it with another retort to Bo Yan.
He snorted coldly and said awkwardly: "Anyway...anyway it's not with you!"
Bo Yan curled his fingers slightly at his side, but he remained calm and continued to ask, "Do you want to be with Wan Wan? Or someone like her?"
Ruan Mian didn't understand why Bo Yan mentioned Wan Wan Jiang again. He said firmly, "No! Didn't I tell you before? I really don't like her, and I don't like that type!"
"Oh, I remember now," Bo Yan said as if he had suddenly realized something. "You said you like cool people. Wanwan-chan is not cool enough."
Ruan Mian was even more confused now. He didn't know what Bo Yan wanted to say, so he could only follow him and said honestly, "Yes, she is not the cool type at all."
After saying this, Ruan Mian paused and added in a low voice: "Actually, I haven't really met a cool girl yet."
Or to be more precise, it’s not that he hasn’t met any cool people, it’s just that he hasn’t met any that really makes his heart flutter.
After two seconds of silence, when they reached the door of the dressing room, Bo Yan called Ruan Mian's name again, and asked his last question in a persuasive manner: "Ruan Mian, have you ever thought that you don't have to be a couple with a girl?"
Ruan Mian's steps suddenly stopped. He turned his head sharply to look at Bo Yan. His eyes widened and his lips moved slightly, but he was too surprised to make any sound for a while.
Bo Yan, what does Bo Yan mean?
Of course he knew that one didn't have to be a girl to be a couple. For example, Wen Tang would naturally find a male partner.
But he is not Wen Tang!
He is a straight man!
Ruan Mian felt that his mind was in a mess. His eyebrows unconsciously knitted together. He lowered his head and thought seriously, desperately wanting to draw a clear line out of this mess.
Ruan Mian's train of thought has always been peculiar, but this time, whether it was an accident or the so-called great wisdom appearing foolish, after thinking seriously for five full seconds, he suddenly had an idea!
Ruan Mian suddenly raised his head and stared at Bo Yan without blinking. Perhaps because he was nervous, he subconsciously clenched his fingers together and swallowed. Then he got straight to the point and asked his question: "Bo Yan, you...you are not a straight man?"
As if he had not expected him to ask this, a flash of surprise flashed across Bo Yan's eyes. After a moment, he raised his eyebrows and gave an ambiguous answer: "I can be."
If you become a girl.
Of course, Bo Yan had no plans to say the second half of the sentence for the time being.
Ruan Mian's mind, which had finally cleared up for a moment, immediately turned back into a mess.
Damn it, if it is, it is, if it is not, it is not, what do you mean by yes? !
He was about to continue questioning Bo Yan, but Bo Yan stretched out his hand and opened the door of the dressing room, and changed the subject lightly: "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you change your clothes quickly?"
Ruan Mian's attention was immediately diverted. He nodded, holding his clothes and went into the dressing room, "I'll change now, and then we'll go eat!"
Bo Yan responded "OK", walked into the changing room, and locked the door quickly.
Ruan Mian was dumbfounded. He lowered his head to look at the clothes in his hands, then looked at Bo Yan, and asked hesitantly, "You...you want to change with me?"
"We are both boys," Bo Yan turned his head and asked innocently, "Isn't that possible?"
Ruan Mian felt that he must have been misled by Bo Yan's previous conversation, otherwise why would he ask such a strange question!
Isn't it normal for two boys to change clothes together? !
"If you mind," Bo Yan said in a low voice when he saw that he didn't say anything, "I can go out and wait for you first."
Ruan Mian came back to his senses, and as if to prove something, he shook his head with a stern face, "No, we are all boys, there is no need!"
Bo Yan curled the corners of his lips and said nothing more. Instead, he raised his hands and began to unbutton his shirt.
Ruan Mian was stunned for a moment, his eyes still fixed on Bo Yan, and before he could move away, he saw his slender fingers touching the buttons, and his index finger and thumb gently twisted, unbuttoning the top button, revealing his overly sharp Adam's apple.
Bo Yan seemed to be unaware of Ruan Mian's gaze. He continued to move his fingers slowly down, unbuttoning his buttons one by one.
A sharp Adam's apple, delicate collarbones, lean chest, nearly perfect mermaid lines, and a belly covered with thin muscles...
Just like solving a puzzle, it was revealed little by little, and finally everything was revealed in front of Ruan Mian.
The space in the changing room is not very big. It is suitable for one person, but it seems a bit crowded for two people.
The light was not very bright, and there were no windows for ventilation.
Such a cramped, dim, and enclosed space seems to be able to easily drain away all of a person's rationality.
Ruan Mian felt very thirsty and wanted to drink water, but it seemed that he didn't just want to drink water.
Almost instinctively, he couldn't help but slowly raised one hand, and his fingertips slowly moved closer to Bo Yan's upper body.
Bo Yan's movements paused for a long time. He lowered his eyes and looked at the delicate fingers that were getting closer and closer and were about to touch his skin. He suddenly closed his eyes and bit the tip of his tongue hard.
A moment later, just before Ruan Mian's fingers were about to touch him, Bo Yan finally moved again. He unbuttoned the last button and took off his shirt neatly.
The shirt was taken off and casually hung on a hanger beside him by Bo Yan, bringing up a slight breeze.
The wind blew across the back of his hand, causing a tingling sensation, and Ruan Mian suddenly woke up.
He seemed to have been electrocuted. He quickly withdrew his hands and put them behind his back.
"Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Bo Yan's low and cold voice sounded above Ruan Mian's head, with an extremely obvious sense of silence and a not-so-obvious sense of restraint. "What are you in a daze for?"
Ruan Mian subconsciously took a step back and leaned his back against the wall. The slight chill from his back did not relieve his heart which was burning hot at this moment.
Ruan Mian didn't know what was wrong with him. He couldn't think at all at this moment, and didn't know how to answer Bo Yan's question. He stood there stupidly for another two seconds before he replied stupidly, "Change, I'll change now..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to take off his cloak.
However, his gaze involuntarily fell on Bo Yan for a moment, and just before Bo Yan put on his T-shirt, Ruan Mian suddenly saw the tattoo above Bo Yan's belly button.
It was a string of beautiful cursive English words that he hadn't seen clearly last time, but the meaning had nothing to do with beauty.
Agony.
Extreme pain, death struggle.
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