I Just Came to Borrow a Light

Jiang Chengyu strictly followed the doctor's advice and booked a private room in a vegetarian restaurant. When Lin Chengbu and Yuan Wu arrived, he was already sitting in the private room, yawning and looking at the menu.

Lin Chengbu didn't have much interest in vegetarian dishes, but he was in a really good mood today, he didn't protest with Jiang Chengyu, he just said after entering the box: "I'll order dishes that taste like meat in a while."

"Well," Jiang Chengyu threw a menu in front of Yuan Wu, "Xiao Wu, see what you want to eat."

"It's fine," Yuan Wu casually flipped through a few pages and handed the menu to Lin Chengbu, "I won't get tired of instant noodles for a month."

"Then it's up to me," Jiang Chengyu said, "It's been a long time since we had dinner together, how about a drink?"

"Don't drink, just drive," Lin Chengbu said, "And I can't drink now."

"That's just right," Jiang Chengyu smiled, "Let's drink, and then you send me back first, and then send Yuan Wu back."

Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue.

After the dishes were served, Jiang Chengyu asked for a few bottles of beer, but didn't ask for anything else.

"What kind of good wine do you think you can drink?" Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

"I'm mainly afraid that you will be greedy, I'm sorry," Jiang Chengyu said, turning his head to look at Yuan Wu again, "Besides, if you want to drink, you can find this person, right Xiao Wu."

Yuan Wu picked up some food with chopsticks, smiled and said nothing.

"Are you planning to come back?" Jiang Chengyu asked, "When?"

"Well, let's go back," Yuan Wu thought for a while, "When do you think it's appropriate?"

Jiang Chengyu put down his chopsticks, took the cup and touched it on Yuan Wu's cup: "Tonight."

"Nervous," Lin Chengbu laughed, "so anxious."

"Can I not be in a hurry," Jiang Chengyu said, "I just want to take him to No. 18 after dinner."

"It's been a long time since I touched it," Yuan Wu said, "I feel that my hand is raw, maybe a few days later, I'll find out how it feels."

"Well, you decide the time," Jiang Chengyu took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar, "You definitely won't just come back like this when you go back, you have to put up an advertisement to make a show."

Yuan Wu glanced at him and said nothing.

"How to do it?" Lin Chengbu looked at him, "Take an artistic photo, and get a roll-up stick at the door?"

"...I messed up like this, do you believe that Yuan Wu would beat me up and change to a bar," Jiang Chengyu said, "Can you have any other ideas?"

"Let me think about it." Lin Chengbu ate two mouthfuls of food, frowned and fell into deep thought.

Jiang Chengyu and Yuan Wu chatted casually while eating and drinking, but he didn't listen carefully, his eyes were empty and he kept thinking about how to advertise Yuan Wu's comeback.

But today I don’t know if I’m too excited or it’s really just such a sticky consistency. After thinking about it for a long time, there is no one that is not soiled, and I ran all the way to the washing, cutting and blowing side.

A little anxious, thinking about how depressed he was that he couldn't do anything for such an important moment of Yuan Wu's re-emergence.

"I was thinking, those public accounts must be advertised, using photos, but not ordinary photos, it must be a bit..." Jiang Chengyu said while eating, "Artistic sense, after all, the purpose of the 18th is to make you look the best forced."

"Silhouette?" Lin Chengbu finally jumped out of the washing machine and continued.

Jiang Chengyu paused, and pointed at him: "This idea is successful."

Lin Chengbu breathed a sigh of relief, and happily drank the soup.

"I can let the artist think about the design, but what kind of silhouette should I use?" Jiang Chengyu frowned.

"I think so," Lin Chengbu felt that he had suddenly opened up the seven meridians and eight meridians, and at this moment the inspiration burst into a small fountain, "so, make it a little more mysterious, you don't need to say the name, and the silhouette speaks loudly." With braids, if you use some of Yuan Wu's iconic moves, his old fans will definitely be able to spot it at a glance..."

"Hey, not bad," Jiang Chengyu looked at him with his chin in his hand, "Is the photo taken now?"

"No," Yuan Wu said aside, "annoying and stupid."

"I...have photos," Lin Chengbu looked at Yuan Wu with some embarrassment, "There are many."

Jiang Chengyu burst out laughing: "Yes, I forgot your stock, you must have a lot, so I almost went to the bathroom to take pictures."

After dinner, the general discussion about the propaganda work of Yuan Wu's comeback was discussed, and Jiang Chengyu worked out the details.

Yuan Wu had more than two years of blankness and isolation from the world, but he didn't raise any objections to such a high-profile return, which made Lin Chengbu feel very relieved.

The former Yuan Wu was a flamboyant person, at least on the surface. After wrapping himself up, he didn't care about vision or discussion. Maybe after smashing the past that troubled him...he would be more bold...

Thinking of this, Lin Chengbu was a little worried. Yuan Wu was already very attractive in the past, and now if a few more rivals appeared from among the fans, he was a little worried that he would not be able to kill the enemies.

Coming out of the hotel, Lin Chengbu was thinking of taking Jiang Chengyu back to No. 18 first, but he got into his car directly.

"Are you drunk and driving?" Lin Chengbu scratched at the car window.

"There are no people on this road, so I only drank two bottles of beer." Jiang Chengyu started the car.

"No," Lin Chengbu frowned, "I'll see you off, drunk driving is dangerous."

"I'll drive slowly," Jiang Chengyu said, "Don't worry about bad citizens like me, and give Yuan Wu away."

"I'm a good citizen who cares a lot," Lin Chengbu reached in and pulled out his car keys, "Get in my car, or I'll call the police."

"... Fuck," Jiang Chengyu got out of the car a little helplessly, "I don't appreciate giving you a chance to be alone."

"You don't have to compare yourself to me." Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

"Hey, then I have to pick up the car tomorrow..." Jiang Cheng was still very reluctant.

"You have so many little brothers." Yuan Wu leaned on the Lincheng Bu car, "I haven't seen you pick up the car by yourself. You should ask someone to drive you when you come out today."

"I'm a good boss and never bully my employees." Jiang Chengyu had no choice but to get into Lin Chengbu's car.

After sending Jiang Chengyu back to the 18th, Lin Chengbu drove the car to send Yuan Wu home. He has no health problems now, and he doesn't need Yuan Wu to accompany him to take care of himself. He didn't think of any good reason to be with Yuan Wu for a long time Stay a little longer in the afternoon.

"When are you going back to the 18th?" he asked.

"I don't know," Yuan Wu leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, "I don't know how long it will take me to get back the feeling. I almost can't remember what I was like back then."

"I remember clearly," Lin Chengbu said immediately, and suddenly added wittily, "I have...the video."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu squinted his eyes and turned to look at him, "What video?"

"Your bartending videos," Lin Chengbu said, "I recorded a lot... It's not that I'm crazy, there are quite a lot of people who recorded it, and I just recorded it together."

"Oh," Yuan Wu smiled, "Why did you record this?"

Because watching it just a few times a week is not enjoyable, Lin Chengbu was about to talk, Yuan Wu went on to say: "Watching masturbation?"

Lin Chengbu almost choked, and opened his mouth three times before he could speak: "I never masturbate while watching."

"Are you finished watching?" Yuan Wu took a piece of chocolate from the hotel from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"No," Lin Chengbu gave him a sideways glance, "When I masturbate, I usually let my imagination run wild, and go through various positions. After watching it, masturbating will limit the breadth of my thoughts."

Yuan Wu didn't speak, and smiled for a long time while looking at a person in front of him.

Yuan Wu knew before that that Lin Chengbu took pictures of him, and he used a camera that looked awesome, but he didn't pay much attention to Lin Chengbu at that time. Apart from knowing that there was such a person, that Jiang Chengyu liked him, he also knew He likes himself and has no other understanding.

So when he saw that there were more than 8000 photos about him in Lin Chengbu's computer, he froze in front of the computer.

"I deleted some of the bad ones," Lin Chengbu explained from the side, "If it doesn't take up too much space, the ones left are very handsome..."

"If you don't know, just look at these photos of you," Yuan Wu turned to look at him, "I can think you are a pervert."

"So I didn't let anyone else watch it, I let you watch it." Lin Chengbu pulled a chair and sat next to him, "You know I'm not a pervert, I'm the heavenly father."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu smiled.

The photos were all well taken. Yuan Wu clicked on them and looked at them one by one. To be honest, Lin Chengbu is not an artistic person, but these photos were all pretty good.

It can be regarded as the best photo shoot among the cooks.

"Have you ever studied photography?" Yuan Wu asked.

"No," Lin Chengbu said, "when I bought the camera, the boss gave me a disc with some tricks and other things in it, especially simple ones, I just took pictures according to that, if you don't know, just In order to get these photos, I even changed a computer, and I don’t use a computer much at ordinary times..."

"Why?" Yuan Wu continued to click on the photos one by one.

"Some of the shots I thought were particularly good, so I wanted to do post-production. As a result, the computer couldn't open the raw format, so I had to use special software. I struggled for a long time and found that my computer system was too backward to install the software. I thought Let's upgrade the system, but it turns out that it only supports 64 bits, and finally I can only buy a new one..."

Yuan Wu saw that he didn't speak, and after a while reached out to touch his face: "You are really idle."

"Well, it's all over." Lin Chengbu nodded.

Yuan Wu didn't say much after that. If it is said that Lin Chengbu's feelings for him have been abstracted during this period of time, then the photos in front of him now allow him to intuitively see for the first time that he is in Lin Chengbu's heart. serving size.

He could see every angle, every expression, and every movement of himself in Lin Chengbu's eyes.

Although these are not necessarily the real self, Lin Chengbu doesn't care, and accepts them all. As he said, maybe there is really no need for any reason.

Loving someone is different from liking something.

"How about this one?" Lin Chengbu pointed at the screen from the side, "Your signature moves, even if I'm blind, I can tell it's you."

"I've opened my eyes to you." Yuan Wu glanced at him a little funny.

"Heavenly Father, you don't need to open your eyes to have heavenly eyes," Lin Chengbu said, "I think I took this picture very well, and the background is very clean, the silhouette is so clear, it's so handsome, it exploded into the sky It's all monkeys."

Yuan Wu didn't speak, just looked at this photo.

Lin Chengbu didn't know if Yuan Wu had any special ideas about this move, and whether it was considered a signature move, but it was a move he liked to do very much.

At the end of the performance, he is used to throwing the bottle from his left hand to his right hand, and after turning a few flowers, he smashes it on the bar counter. He is not very strong, but he will hold it very high, bow his head and raise his hand, bang!

The photo he took was at this moment, with his head bowed sideways, his arms raised, and the bottle in his hand turned into a blurred light and shadow. A thick yellow warm light came down from behind and half of Yuan Wu's face was hidden in the gray In the shadows, looking cool and handsome.

For a long time, Lin Chengbu used this photo as his phone desktop.

"How is it?" He asked Yuan Wu.

"Well," Yuan Wu nodded, "I think I look handsome in everything, but someone else has to pick the photos."

"Then get a few more, let Jiang Chengyu pick them out," Lin Chengbu said, "I can no longer represent others, I see you now more unreal than you see yourself, just your hair was messy and you were stubbled a while ago I feel handsome."

"You mouth," Yuan Wu clicked, "Then you can figure it out."

"Look slowly," Lin Chengbu said, "It's been a long time since I've looked at all the photos from beginning to end, so I'll review them today."

In addition to photos, there are more than 100 videos. After Yuan Wu watched all "Yuan Wu in Lin Chengbu's Eyes", three hours had passed.

"Damn, my waist..." Just as he was about to stretch his arms, his waist felt sore.

"You've been sitting with your waist twisted." Lin Chengbu hesitated, "Why don't you lie down on the bed and I'll pinch it for you?"

"You will?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Squeeze it blindly, pinch it wherever it is sore, as long as you don't strain it indiscriminately, it will be comfortable anyway," Lin Chengbu said, rubbing his hands, "Let me tell you, no one else has enjoyed it except my mother."

"Okay." Yuan Wu stood up.

When entering the bedroom, Yuan Wu saw that the sheets and pillowcases on the bed had been changed, and when he lay down on the bed, he asked, "I changed the sheets, are they dirty?"

"...It's time to change it!" Lin Chengbu was a little annoyed, "Do you usually look like you don't like to talk, but you are holding back, and you will lose money when you meet me."

Yuan Wu hugged the pillow and put it on: "I don't know why, but I think bullying you is more interesting than bullying others. You are quite a big person, and you usually look mature, but when you tease, you are like a child."

"I'm basically an innocent kid," Lin Chengbu jumped onto the bed, straddled Yuan Wu's body, and sat on his lap, "Am I sinking?"

"Let's do it, it's within my tolerance." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu rubbed his hands together, staring at Yuanwu's back.

When Yuan Wu lay down, he raised his hand, and his waist was exposed.

Very nice waistline.

Lin Chengbu raised his hand for a long time without dropping it. A lot of photos of Yuan Wu flashed through his mind, and he suddenly felt a little dazed. Finally, he stretched out a finger and poked Yuan Wu's waist.

"Hey," Yuan Wu twisted violently, "Are you still playing tickle?"

"I just... want to poke it." Lin Chengbu himself didn't know why he wanted to do this, and while he was talking, he poked Yuan Wu's waist again.

Yuan Wu slapped his arm back without any hesitation: "I don't want to pinch it down!"

"Squeeze, pinch, pinch," Lin Chengbu hurriedly pushed his clothes up and pinched the back of his waist, "Is this all right?"

"You can push harder," Yuan Wu leaned his head on the pillow and closed his eyes, "Are you really cured? Don't pinch half of it and pass out."

"Okay, if you don't feel better, you won't faint from exhaustion after pinching your back." Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

If you want to faint, you will also faint due to nosebleeds and excessive blood loss.

Or be too excited dizzy.

The weather is cold, Yuan Wu's skin is a little cold.

Lin Chengbu's hand was very hot, and when he pressed his palm on Yuan Wu's waist, Yuan Wu's eyes opened a crack: "Do you have a fever?"

"...No," Lin Chengbu was a little embarrassed, and quickly picked up his hand again, pressing his knuckles against his back and pulling it down along the spine, "I have a natural body heat."

"Hey, it's so comfortable," Yuan Wu said, "Two times more."

"En." Lin Chengbu scraped slowly again.

Yuan Wu's vertebral fossa was very straight, and it was sunken in behind the waist, with a very sexy curvature. When Lin Chengbu's hand scraped here, he stopped, and gently hooked his fingertips through the depression.

Yuan Wu moved, but did not open his eyes.

Lin Chengbu froze for a while, feeling that he could not go on pinching his back, this posture of kneeling on Yuan Wu's lap easily made him have countless associations.

Every frame is filled with wild hunger.

For the first time, Lin Chengbu deeply realized how excitable young people are.

"Tired?" Yuan Wu asked with his eyes closed.

"No." Lin Chengbu replied.

How could it be possible to be tired, right now is the time when he is full of energy, the energy from a single eye can set the room on fire.

"Get up," Yuan Wu said, "he's recovering from a serious illness."

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word, propped up on the bed with one arm, his gaze burned inch by inch on Yuan Wu's bare back.

When Yuan Wu wanted to push him away and get up, he pressed Yuan Wu's shoulder, lowered his head and blew gently on his spine.

Yuan Wu's movements paused and stopped.

Lin Chengbu blew lightly, from his waist down, against his skin all the way to his lower back.

Yuan Wu didn't move, just lying quietly on the pillow and closing his eyes.

Lin Chengbu could smell Yuan Wu's scent, the familiar scent that he had longed for for many years and finally got a little closer.

Perhaps because it took too long, this breath had turned into a signal in Lin Chengbu's mind.

Buttons that make him obsessed and crazy.

He closed his eyes, and pressed the tip of his nose against Yuan Wu's waist. After pausing for a while, the tip of his tongue tapped on his skin, and slid it all the way up the spine in a slippery way.

Lin Chengbu felt that his hearing was particularly sensitive at this time, and when the tip of his tongue stopped between Yuan Wu's shoulder blades, he heard Yuan Wu's breathing tightened slightly.

He grabbed the hem of his clothes and lifted it, took off his shirt, and stuck it tightly to Yuan Wuhou's back.

Yuan Wu, who had not moved all this time, raised his arm, touched his waist with his backhand, then groped into his pants, and grabbed his buttocks: "If you have a stomachache in the middle of the journey, I will whip you."