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This kind of prop plasma is very difficult to wash off with cold water. I almost used up a pack of tissues, and my face turned red, but the effect is still insignificant.

The cheeks, forehead, and neck are pale blood red in patches, not to mention the shoulders of the clothes, the white and red are very dazzling.Yuechen held the wet and crumpled tissue and stared at himself in the mirror with low pressure.

He Zhuoyu, I won't settle this account with you, my surname is not Yue!

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and a second figure appeared in the half-length mirror on the black washstand.

"Why are you here?" Yue Chen stared at the person in the mirror, a little surprised.Although the height difference in the mirror is only a few centimeters, it is very obvious.

"Hold it." Gu Zeyan approached, holding a towel, a bottle of facial cleanser, and a black thin jacket in his hand.

"Thank you, but I haven't worn this kind of clothes." Yue Chen hesitated.This kind of name brand that would look like a monkey if he walked and sat properly didn't fit his style.

"Try it and you'll know." Gu Zeyan put the towel and facial cleanser on the washstand, passed the clothes over, and leaned against the mirror with his back against the edge of the stand. "You're wearing a T-shirt, just put it on."

The black jacket is long and slim. The smooth black fabric is shiny and reflective under the white light. Yue Chen took it over without saying a word, raised his arm, put it into the sleeve, straightened it, pulled the zipper to the highest point, and stared at it. Looking at himself in the mirror, four words suddenly flashed in his mind.

Pampered.

If he smiled now, he would be an amiable young master.

Thinking of this, a deliberate smile appeared on his face.Because it was deliberate, only one corner of the lips was curled up, looking cynical.

Suddenly, he found that Gu Zeyan in the mirror was staring at him in ecstasy. He was leaning on the washstand. From the mirror, he could only see an elegant back resting on his elbows on the marble surface, and the side face turned towards him, It was unexpectedly silent.

Being stared at by those eyes, Yue Chen coughed. "Has your show started yet?"

Gu Zeyan answered irrelevantly. "I really don't know how to wear it."

Leaving the waist from the edge of the table, leaning forward, putting fingers on the zipper that is almost touching the throat, pulling it lightly, like plucking the strings of a guitar with one hand, the zipper is pulled to the chest and a little lower, and then turned over with both hands Some messy collars on the shoulders were pulled to the outside sides, revealing the covered collarbone. "Don't dress so formally."

This somewhat ambiguous body movement, Gu Zeyan's expression is serious as we discuss how to do 1+1=2, an unsolved cosmic proof problem so far.

His face was a little closer, and he could vaguely smell the faint smell of powder puff on his body. The makeup on his face was a little gray, and his fingers were also dull and waxy, as if he had suddenly become haggard.Yuechen's breath was a little unsteady, he was not used to this kind of close approach, but this person had an upright face, and he was not easy to make trouble, it seemed that he was hypocritical and narrow-minded.Therefore, Chen Jingrun's 1+2=3 proof problem was also presented seriously.

"Okay, you can go to work."

"Why did you rob him of his clothes?" Finally asked the real reason for coming here.He just heard the commotion in the backstage, and he came out to take a look, but it was this kid who took the clothes thrown by He Zhuoyu, didn't he splash water on him, why did he become his follower in a blink of an eye, just because he watched his performance ?

"No snatching." Yue Chen lowered his eyes, and he didn't want to explain, why did He Qiyue take the initiative to throw his clothes and was torn off by him because it was too annoying to hover above his head?Curious fantasy, and Mary Sue.It's the same as saying that someone is interested in him.

In Gu Zeyan's eyes, this silence has become a matter between me and my idol. I don't want to tell you too much resistance.

"What if it was me?"

The distance between the faces of the two was several fists away, meeting those serious black eyes that didn't seem to be joking, those eyes were obviously bloodshot from insomnia, Yue Chen suddenly remembered the scene of the two in the living room on the day of moving.

It became a nightmare, as long as this guy gets too close, that scene will always come to mind, like a boat that flips upside down on the water, pushes down and then floats up.

"Do you know An Gefei, I only have that one idol, and he is the only one worth fighting for what he throws over."

Yuechen felt that his words were quite level. There was only one idol, which not only showed his attitude, but also hinted that He Zhuoyu's throwing of clothes was just an accident, believe it or not.

He thought Gu Zeyan would have a bad face, but he smiled. "So He Zhuoyu was an accident?"

"Yes." The comprehension ability is really good, and I like it.

"Very good." Gu Zeyan was very satisfied, when the phone rang, and his former roommate Guo Debai had a typical chattering voice. "Where did you go, Mr. Gu? You ran out halfway through your make-up, and you're playing a big game before you pick up any works! Will you still have it in the future? Come back soon!"

"I'll be right there." Turning around and leaving, when he got to the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Yue Chen, his expression was very similar to the child's innocence praised by the teacher.

"I'm very happy, you like Angfei."

After everyone left, Yue Chen realized it.Damn, who do I like, you are so happy, as if you can make decisions for me, and what does that look of relief mean, you and him were a family 500 years ago?

The whole person leaned softly against the washstand, and the smile that seemed to be recognized a few seconds ago in his mind disappeared completely after several minutes.

I don't approve of you.

At least I won't tell you.

Yuechen put facial cleanser, hot water and towels together, and finally erased the artificial birthmark on his face.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Lin Kaikai stared intently at the crying beauty on the stage, but heard Xiong Ping's exclamation.

"Fuck, Yuechen, are you going to sell a joke? When did you have such a high-end product?"

Lin Kaikai took a look, and his eyeballs fell to the ground.This is like a refugee when you leave, but you will become a rich man when you come back! This is it!

The black thin jacket is very valuable at first glance, and the slim fit style completely complements the youthful figure. The spine is straight, the shoulders are strong, the waist is narrow and thin, and the zipper is pulled to the top, which looks very cold. In the eyes of everyone The delicate tie flower, after the end, the really thin and ribbed otaku!

"Tsk tsk, you are dressed like this, no one will dare to think of you in the future! The unyielding little flower swaying in the wind and rain, the noble son who changed the path of killing in a second!"

Xiong Ping carelessly stretched out his hand to touch the coat that fell from the sky, pinching and pinching, and this gesture revealed the small details, the size was a little bit too big.For example, the shoulders of the clothes are two inches wider, or the waist is loose enough to fit a finger and a half.But neither is a big deal.The biggest bug is -

"Is the zipper too high, isn't your chin uncomfortable?" Bear's paw pulled it roughly, and it was pulled to his chest with a brush.

"Don't mess with me."

As if turning on the light and then immediately turning it off, he just pulled it down, and then impatiently pulled it up again, the movement was so fast that it almost got stuck on his finger.

Xiong Ping was frightened, and nodded in agreement. "Hey, it's better to pull it up, pull it up."

Nima has only stretched a little half, showing her collarbone, serious face and high-end black clothes, really don't be too sexy!

"Where did you get this clothes? This can't be stolen." He was not afraid of death and lifted the back, even if he was killed, he would not believe that Yue Chen bought it halfway, not to mention that he didn't have the aesthetic awareness, let alone the money!

"Is your idol reward alright?"

"Oh, but can't you say something about my roommate's appreciation?" This boundary is really as tortuous and clear as the national territory.

As if fitting in with the occasion, the show with someone who is your idol and my roommate on the stage finally kicked off.

The pitch-black setting is monotonous and unique, only a beam of cylindrical light casts coldly, a square table, and two chairs facing each other.There was already a person sitting in the seat with his back to the audience. It was a girl, her face was invisible, she wore a small black suit with standing shoulders, and she was sitting upright. She looked like a mature professional woman.

Xiong Ping recognized it, his eyes lit up. "Luo Ting!"

Whoops, this is a play between his idol and his goddess.So worth it!

"Wow, wow——" The sound of handcuffs rubbing against the ground came from the audio system, and it became louder and louder. It was clear and frightening on the empty and dim stage. A person walked out from the shadows. Looking at the tall and straight postures of the two men, his body was obviously a little hunched, with his head down, and he walked extremely slowly, like a wounded giant whale, slow and clumsy.

After taking a seat on another empty chair, the person was almost facing the audience, and everyone could see Gu Zeyan's face clearly.

He sat down with lowered eyelashes, sunken cheeks, and black eye sockets. After sitting down, he slowly raised his head, looking at the girl in a daze.There are bloodshot eyes that have not slept all night, and the sickly drooping chest and back are extremely listless. Except for the upper body, everything else is hidden in the darkness.lifeless.

"It's not easy to see you. The first trial sentence was death. I couldn't interview you with all my connections. Later, the instructor of the detention center notified me of the time for the second trial. I said I was an old friend of yours and a reporter. He thought you were in the prison Li is very righteous. He also used some connections to allow me to come in."

It seemed that he hadn't heard anyone speak for a long time. Gu Zeyan's reaction was very slow. This somewhat long sentence made him think for a long time before he realized the logical relationship in it. He nodded imperceptibly, his eyes Still a little ignorant. "If you want to know something, just ask."

This was his first line, a little hoarse and low, as if he was tired after not sleeping for a long time, and also as unnatural as he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time.

"Haven't you already quit? Why was he convicted of drug trafficking this time?"

It turns out that this is a one-act play in which the detention center visits the condemned prisoners.No fancy changing sets, no flashing multicolored lights, no enhanced sound effects, just voice, movement and facial expression.Obviously, Gu Zeyan, who was facing the audience, was the one who took the lead.