Mr. Butler on the catwalk

Duan Fei spent his 23rd birthday in the United States.There was a lot of freezing rain in New York that day. Duan Fei came out of the library and stood silently for a long time facing the gray rain curtain in front of him.

It was then that he remembered that it was his birthday.He doesn't even remember himself, and it's no wonder that others have forgotten too.

In his mind, the image about the birthday is actually still very clear.In the memory, the tall man was holding the cake in his hands, walking back and forth in the living room a few steps, showing a distressed expression.Duan Fei knew that the man was hesitating as to where to put the cake on the long table.

17-year-old Duan Fei walked up to the man, spread a handful of cake on the cake, and stood on tiptoe to spread the cream on the man's nose.

He watched the man's face turn red little by little.The man stared blankly at him like that, as if he hadn't seen him again for a long time.

Today, seven years later, Duan Fei is standing alone on the cold and damp street in a foreign country.He felt that he was past the age where he wanted to eat cakes and blow out candles, so even if he was not accompanied by anyone, he should feel less regretful.

But he didn't want to give up on the matter of making a wish.

Duan Fei heard the continuous and monotonous sound of rain.He closed his eyes and made one and only wish.

——"I want to have him again."

……

Nearly a month later, on December [-]th, Duan Fei was walking on the street he routinely passed by during class.He lowered his head silently, only staring at the blurred shadow under his feet, and moved his steps quickly.

He maintained this movement until he heard a sound.

"Luo Lin, are you really not going to change into a coat? This dress of yours is bloated like something my grandma would wear... Oh God, I see the threads... Poor!"

Duan Fei felt a headache, so he could only frown and stop.What happened recently?Even though he was far away from China by hundreds of thousands of miles, the auditory hallucination still made him hear the man's name.

Luo Lin... Maybe it's just "Rod" or "Huolin".I am really...

However, Duan Fei still turned around subconsciously.On his left came a large number of European and American men, all of whom were extremely conspicuous, talking to each other, and the mighty team almost walked to the roadway.

Looking at the group of people, Duan Fei suddenly felt that his nervousness was ridiculous.I must have heard it wrong.

However, just a second before he retracted his gaze, he saw the man.

The man was dressed in honest and conservative black clothes, and the whole outfit was exactly the same as the ones he had seen a few years ago.The man was followed by a boy with chestnut hair and big eyes, bouncing and walking backwards, yelling non-stop.The man smiled at such a little boy, with a very gentle expression on his face.

——His hair is longer, and seems to be a little stronger... What is he doing here?why did he...

Many thoughts went through Duan Fei's mind.

In just a split second, he was sure that the one who walked past him was Luo Lin.

Only that man, there will be a quiet and clean atmosphere around him, making people feel relaxed and safe.

That should have been his Luo Lin...

... Duan Fei watched the man go away in a daze, and then his heart beat quickly belatedly.His body began to warm up from between his fingers, and those emotions that he had abandoned by worrying about gains and losses also rushed out of the outlet like river water after breaking ice.

He has many questions.But what finally occupied his mind was: Luo Lin...is he still alone?Or the question of already being with someone else made Duan Fei extremely uneasy.

Masochistically, he remembered the nightmare that had been haunting him all this time.In the dream, Luo Lin was held in the hands of a tall man with a blurred face, and the two exchanged long and intimate kisses.He couldn't move or make any sound in his dream, he could only look at Luo Linrou's eyes full of concern and pampering for others.That scene was very beautiful and tender, so tender that Duan Fei in his dream clenched his teeth, and the severe pain in his heart made him breathless after he woke up.

He knew that in his dream he only wanted to kneel down to Luo Lin and say, "Please, don't do this to me."

The so-called retribution is not good.

... This time, fate made Luo Lin appear at this time and this place. It was a reward from God, or a vicious joke.

Duan Fei could not make a judgment on this.He only knew that standing on the corner of the street, he would not get any attention from men now.

But when Luo Lin passed him by, Duan Fei could choose to go up to him.

... There are more than 230 various detective agencies on the island of New York.The people in the detective agency are responsible for taking sneak photos of crazy admirers, collecting secrets of celebrities and non-celebrities, or helping poor old ladies find cats... the list goes on and on.When Duan Fei came to the door with a wallet of cash, it was no wonder that they found Luo Lin's current residence in just one afternoon.

Not to mention Luo Lin's itinerary, it was not a secret in the first place.

It is now the evening of December [-]th.Duan Fei stood in the cold wind, facing the gate of the model house.He stood on the steps for a long time, but he still didn't raise his hand to ring the doorbell.

The materials delivered by the detectives also included the provisions and treaties of the LGM where Luo Lin worked.It clearly pointed out that visiting campers must go through a very cumbersome appointment.But in the current Luo Lin's theory, whether he would like to see himself or not is another matter.

Duan Fei took a deep breath, and finally chose to turn around and leave.

...When I stand in front of Luo Lin next time, I really hope that I am already...a person who is qualified to own him.

……

An hour later, the Special Clinic Department of Cornell University Medical Research Center in New York.

Luo Lin was sitting on the consultation chair like a little white mouse, one leg was lifted by the doctor, and was being carefully observed.

The doctor frowned at the wound on his foot: "Do you feel any pain?"

Luo Lin replied honestly: "It hurts."

"Normal people with such injuries can't even walk, but you said how many hours have you endured this?"

"Sorry……"

"No need to apologize," the doctor pushed the glasses: "Do you have anything to do next? I want to give you a test, otherwise I will feel strange."

"Okay...but a test about what?"

"...The pain threshold is confirmed."

Three quarters of an hour later, Bobowei, who accompanied Luo Lin to see the doctor, picked Luo Lin up from the chair in the consulting room.Luo Lin, who was very resistant to this posture when he came here, now leans on Botovey's arms honestly.

Bodewei lowered his head and looked carefully at Luo Lin's face.It was very strange that Luo Lin's hair was already wet with sweat, and now he looked extremely weak, his eyes could not even be opened, and he could only blink slowly.

The doctor at the side turned around slowly, and said to Portov: "His wound has been healed. I have told him the daily advice, and you can go back now."

Portway looked at the doctor blankly: "...what did you do to him?"

The doctor smiled indifferently: "It's just a small test."

"……illegal."

"If he doesn't agree, that's true. But after I asked him, he signed of his own will, so I don't have to be responsible for his current state."

Portov didn't speak any more, but the sideline of his cheeks bulged up in an arc, as if he had clenched his teeth.

The doctor turned his lips to him, and put a piece of paper on Luo Lin's chest: "Since you already know, I might as well give you the report. Your friend is really a very interesting person." ...Tests show that he is a person with a very low pain threshold, which means that his sensitive nerves will feel more pain than normal people. But his endurance is very strong, almost reaching the level of special soldiers... ...For this kind of guy, you have to take good care of it."

"……I will."

Portov turned and left with Luo Lin in his arms.Under Sith's instructions, the driver took them to the hospital and then drove the others back, and was assigned an SUV for filming.Portov placed Luo Lin carefully on the back seat, and let Luo Lin lean on his shoulder.

In the cramped space of the carriage, Bodewei sat quietly, fearing that his hands and feet would accidentally hurt Luo Lin again.

On the way, Luo Lin seemed to have regained some energy, turned his head and said sorry to Portov in a low voice.Portov didn't respond for a long time, but when he was about to return to the model's residence, he said to Luo Lin: "I will protect you."

Luo Lin didn't know why he said such a thing.Still, he smiled and said thank you softly.

... When the Model House arrived, Bottwei hugged Luo Lin again.Although he felt ashamed of this posture, Luo Lin stayed there honestly and let Portovie take him to the storage room on the half basement floor.

In the storage room Rivers was sitting on the head of his bed.He was bent over thinking about something, but when he saw Luo Lin coming in, he raised his head eagerly.

Luo Lin smiled at Rivers, showing a very embarrassed expression.Botov looked at Luo Lin's face in his arms, turned around and put him on the bed.After doing this, Portway turned his attention to Rivers.

Rivers swallowed: "...what do you want to do..."

Portovy's face always had a rigid and unchanged expression, but now it revealed a bit of icy majesty.He looked at Rivers: "I want to ask what you did last night... midnight last night."

Rivers' face turned pale, his lips opened and closed a few times, but nothing came out.

Portway frowned: "At the very least, you should explain to him why you did that."

Luo Lin was a little confused, so he said, "Wait...Botway, what are you talking about?"

Portov said to Luo Lin: "I saw him smash the champagne bottle last night, and then put the glass shards in your shoes. I think that's how your injury came about."

Rivers looked at Luo Lin awkwardly, his hands clenched tightly, his expression terrified like a child who broke his father's precious vase.Luo Lin could feel the uneasiness from that expression - besides, facing the face of Rivers who was about to cry, how could he immediately lower his face and criticize something.

Luo Lin breathed out, and smiled at Bodewei: "...I'll talk to him. I'm sorry to trouble you today... You must be tired too, right?"

Botov looked straight into Luo Lin's eyes: "Do you want me to go away by saying that?"

Luo Lin was a little startled: "...I..."

"Let's get it straight, then. I can't understand complicated words. And you make me feel like a stranger when you say that. I'll go if you let me go, and you don't have to worry about what I think."

Luo Lin looked at Bodewei, and finally replied softly "Okay".

Portway turned, as if to leave.However, he still left a sentence to Rivers: "I actually wanted to hit you, but that was wrong. I hope you can apologize well. What you did is very childish."

Luo Lin watched Bodewei walk away, but still missed the "good night" he whispered by the door.

... Now there are only two people left in the room.Luo Lin glanced at Rivers speechlessly, didn't say anything more, just stood up limping, walked to the closet, and hung up his coat.

Rivers stood up hurriedly, as if wanting to help.However, Luo Lin pushed his hand aside—it was a slight but firm refusal.Rivers' expression was very eager, and he tried to make a natural smile: "Is there anything else I can help you with? I mean, you are working hard now..."

But Luo Lin ignored what he said.He walked slowly to the table, separated Rivers and his own things, and then put the former's things aside, as if drawing a clear dividing line on the table.Luo Lin raised his eyes and glanced at Rivers without any expression, and then slowly moved towards the door, trying to step up the stairs.

Rivers staggered up with his injured leg, trying to hold Luo Lin's hand.Luo Lin waved his hand away, stepped up the steps by himself, and finished personal hygiene work with some difficulty in the bathroom on the left.

Rivers has been watching behind Luo Lin.Every time he wanted to approach him, Luo Lin refused silently but firmly.

Luo Lin finally lay down on his own bed.He was facing the wall, with his back to Rivers beside the bed.

Rivers squatted down beside Luo Lin's bed.He grabbed a corner of Luo Lin's quilt and kept calling in a low voice: "Luo Lin... Luo Lin..."

"Luo Lin, don't be like this..."

"Don't ignore me..."

"I was wrong...I didn't mean to...don't do this..."

"I don't want you to hate me, Luo Lin..."

While pulling Luo Lin's quilt, Rivers gently pushed Luo Lin's shoulder.Luo Lin, however, kept turning his back silently as if he didn't exist.Rivers' eyes were red, and while pushing Luo Lin stubbornly, he called his name hoarsely.

This situation lasted for a few minutes, and finally Rivers heard Luo Lin's laugh.

Rivers widened his eyes blankly.He saw the man lying on the bed turned sideways, with the same gentle smile on his face, and a pair of black eyes facing him: "...you know you're wrong?"

Reassured and frightened at the same time, Rivers took two deep breaths, and finally replied pitifully: "...Well, I see."

Luo Lin sat up from the bed, stretched his neck, and was still smiling.Rivers simply sat down on the ground beside the bed, and finally said: "Really, I'm sorry."

The expression on Luo Lin's face was very gentle, and he only responded slightly.

Rivers looked up at him: "Don't you ask me why I did this to you?"

"...well, why are you doing this to me?"

Rivers hesitated. "I thought it would be interesting to see you distressed."

Luo Lin smiled wryly: "Then do you find it interesting now?"

Rivers shook his head for a while: "It's not funny at all. I was scared to death. You didn't say anything... I almost fainted when I saw your wound."

Luo Lin breathed out: "That's fine. Don't do this kind of thing in the future, you're not a child."

Rivers grabbed Luo Lin's bed sheet: "Will you hate me because of this?"

Luo Lin smiled: "...so you don't realize that I already hate you?"

Hearing this, Rivers seemed to have been greatly shocked, his mouth was slightly opened, almost crying.

Luo Lin's reaction to the child was dumbfounding: "I lied to you... I know you didn't do it on purpose. You put the glass under that *... you probably didn't want me to get seriously injured, right? I kept silent, That's why it's like this. So, it's actually not your fault."

Rivers lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

Luo Lin smiled helplessly at such Rivers.

He then lifted the quilt and exposed his bound feet.The doctor sterilized the wound on the sole of his foot to stop the bleeding, but before going to bed at night, he really had to expose the top of his foot—otherwise the wound would be stuffy and easy to suppurate, and the red and swollen part would not go away with a bandage.He removed the 3M gauze fixing glue little by little, and only felt a burst of unspeakable pain from the wound adhered to the gauze.As he did so, he put the stripped gauze on the bedside table, and when everything was done, cold sweat broke out on his back.

After not knowing what, Rivers was already staring straight at his feet.Rivers' lips trembled a little, and his eyes widened as he stared at the dark red wounds.

Then Rivers slowly moved his eyes back to Luo Lin's face little by little.

Luo Lin tried his best to smile at him: "What's wrong?"

"..."

"I'm fine, you don't have to make that expression..."

"..."

Seeing that Rivers hadn't recovered, Luo Lin wanted to reach out and touch his head.But thinking that his hands had just touched his feet, it seemed a little inappropriate, so Luo Lin finally stretched out his hands back.

He just said to Rivers very gently: "It's just taking off the bandage before going to bed...it's actually fine. Really."

Rivers frowned, his Adam's apple rolled, and then he raised his hand and covered his face.

He cried.

Luo Lin exhaled helplessly, but still smiled.

"...Really, why are you crying..."

...December [-]th.For Luo Lin, this was a day full of disasters, and it finally passed.The next morning, the men who had given up waiting for food were surprised to find that someone had taken Luo Lin's place.

Rivers was standing in front of the counter, actually... baking waffles.

Nafario leaned forward limply, and then snorted at the food: "It's high in calories...do you have the self-consciousness to be a model?"

Rivers shrugged nonchalantly: "You don't have to eat it. But I also prepared baked cucumbers. What do you think of that thing?"

Travis came over at this time: "Is the food you make as delicious as Luo Lin's?"

"Come and try. I cook all the meals in my house."

"Hah?!"

The men who were waiting for a free meal wandered around the kitchen hesitantly. In the end, Luke took a plate of food casually and shouted "delicious", and a group of men mustered up the courage to stretch out their plates.Because Rivers' hair was tied up a small part on the top of his head, and he was wearing an apron with candy canes printed on his waist, his current appearance of being busy with breakfast seemed extraordinarily childish.However, it is such an unreliable appearance, but the cooking posture that he puts on is familiar, which is beyond the expectations of many people.

In the corner outside the kitchen, Portov and Luo Lin were sitting opposite each other, talking softly to each other.

"Is the injury better?"

"No problem." Luo Lin smiled.Looking at his clean and gentle face, Portovey suddenly remembered what the doctor said: "Take good care of him." ——Portovey was silent for a while, and then said: "Don'tpushyourselftoomuch.*"

"...I won't."

Portov saw him respond casually, very gentle, but with a sense of distance.The Finn doesn't like this sense of distance, so he can only put his head down.Luo Lin is a warm person, he knows it.But Luo Lin treats everyone the same way, this cognition makes Bodewei a little sad.

None of them are the type to deliberately start a conversation.Luo Lin picked up the black teapot and filled his cup again.Botov just looked at Luo Lin's hand and sat quietly.There was silence for a long time, but there was no awkward atmosphere between them.During the period, Rivers came to deliver food once in a fawning manner. Luo Lin took it with a smile and chatted with him for a few minutes.

Sith appeared at the door on time again.He was dressed very formally today - this early in the morning, they were going directly to the recording room to conduct the unfinished review session yesterday.

……

Reviews started an hour later.Luo Lin stood in the last row to the right of the line, with the silent Masashi Aikawa on the left, and Aestis with a meaningless expression on his right.Luo Lin lowered his head, feeling that his performance yesterday was really unsatisfactory, and he felt ashamed to stand here now, how could anyone else be so indifferent.

This time it was Rohan who made the opening statement:

"The training and filming we conducted yesterday must have had a great impact on you. Cross-country running is not an easy task, and it is extremely difficult to maintain the state for shooting afterwards. However, excellent physical fitness is a male model. The necessary conditions - just like the Sith in front of you. He once soaked in the sea water of Norway for 27 hours in January, just to complete a set of real promotional photos. So in this shooting, I am very interested in those Models with outstanding physical strength and concentration received a lot of attention. I would like to give a special commendation——to Sistakovich."

The Ukrainian who prefers whiskey—not vodka—comes out with a big smile on his face.Rohan nodded at him, "Sisterkovic, tell them how you feel about the 12-mile trail run?"

"Easy, sir."

"Why do you think so?"

"Because... I used to be in the army. Every morning, we would run 10 kilometers with 30 kilograms."

Travis, who was in the line, exclaimed, with a look on his face called "My God".Luo Han smiled happily: "I want to say that your military experience is indeed very precious. In your photos, you have handled many details very well."

A picture of Sisterkovich this time appeared on the screen beside him.His role was that of an ordinary rescue team member—under the reflection of cold white lights, he was being pressed to the ground by two enemies in the mud, and a rifle that could be mistaken for the real one was pressed against his head.

Luo Han said leisurely: "We not only assigned the theme this time, but also assigned characters and scenes. This complex task is intended to test the performance ability of the models. Not only that, the series themes, special scenes and pictures with plots, It will be the best help for selling goods. What Sisterkovich has done best is to bring a good sense of presence and reality to the picture. Pay attention to his expressions and his movements——in In the photo, he was really grabbed by the hair, and half of his face was buried in the soil. His expression conveyed a kind of struggle, very resistant, and the kind of masculinity will make men look as a role model .And he also remembers that he is a model - he works very hard to support his body with his shoulders, his legs and feet are displayed in a natural way, and at the same time he shows the products he wants to sell. The only downside is that he is not in the picture It is in the most conspicuous position, and the impact of the composition has not reached its peak. But I have to say, this is still a very good photo."

The next one to be reviewed is Sasha.

Luohan shook his head emotionally: "Sasha, Sasha. If you become a movie star, Orlando Bloom won't be the prince of elves. Look at you in the photo - how beautiful and casual you are , and smells like a bad boy—isn't that what you really look like?"

Sasha raised her neck: "In real life, I'm not so sloppy."

Rohan smiled happily: "Whatever—but other boys, look at this picture, you will learn a lot."

Without his reminding, Luo Lin was already looking at the screen seriously.The photographer did not give Sasha a full-body shot, but also used a special angle of view from the top down.In the image, Sasha is wearing a white medical gown, his silver hair is casually tied into a ponytail, and a few short strands of hair hang down to the side of his face, shining almost dazzlingly under the light.Sasha's beauty was originally sharp - as sharp as he was.But in the photo, he deliberately avoided looking directly at the camera, but lowered his head and lowered his eyes, with a playful and careless smile on the corner of his mouth.His eyebrows were raised slightly, and there were distinct shadows in the deep eye sockets—the snow-white complexion and the pure black of the shadows were in complete contrast, making Sasha's face look beautiful like a painting.As if to better show the casualness of his character, Sasha even took a piece of dead grass in his mouth - his lips showed a few teeth, and the sharp outline seemed to be unique to some cats.Such a perfect face coupled with the movement of him unbuttoning the collar of his coat was a casual but deadly temptation.

"Sasha, I have to say, the proportions of your face are absolutely uncommon in our line of business. You almost become your character, which is also very difficult. I also heard that you cut your hair off for the shoot— -Although it sounds reckless, it works really well. I have only one concern-I have no doubt that girls are willing to pay a lot of money for you, but your beauty, in many needs to show masculinity In other scenes, it may hinder your performance, because you are not so much a role model for men. Of course, this time your task has been completed very well, there is no doubt about it.”

Sasha narrowed her eyes with a dangerous expression on her face.Luo Han saw it, but the expression on his face did not change at all.

"Let's talk about Alfred next. Ha, the captain of our rescue team this time, come up. Let your team members see what the boss is like."

Alfred smiled even a little shyly.This expression is not at all similar to the man's deep face on the screen.

——Luo Lin thought, maybe Alfred shouldn't be a model at all, but should be an actor.He has never seen anyone who can change temperament, expression and surrounding atmosphere so easily - this man is too powerful.

Alfred in the photo didn't do anything special.The hat on his head was slanted, and he sat on the muddy floor wearily.His knees were bent, and he was holding a hat that seemed to be falling in one hand, and a photo in the other.

Alfred doesn't look at the camera.Luo Lin knew that Sasha didn't let his eyes look straight, but the sharp aura on Sasha's body had clearly penetrated towards the photographer - Alfred was different.He only looked at the photo in his hand, frowned slightly, and tightened the line on his jaw.

This expression didn't look happy, but Luo Lin knew it wasn't like that.Because there are too many things revealed in Alfred's eyes - there are nostalgia, longing, and all kinds of deep love in his eyes.Passionate love doesn't have that implicit content—although Luo Lin can't see the photos, he seems to be able to conclude that what Alfred is looking at is his family—or children.

Everyone was silent.This photo seems to have become a real scene, and everyone else is a voyeur from the real scene.Luo Han said slowly: "This is not a typical still photo, but it is better than what it should be. It is real, powerful, and makes the person who sees it think. The moments it makes the viewer think , It is enough for them to deliberately write down the perhaps inconspicuous brand of the product afterwards. Alfred, I want to ask you, where did the photo in your hand come from?"

"It was taken by my assistant with a camera... I borrowed it and used it."

"What was the original content above?"

"...a telegraph pole."

Luo Han raised his eyebrows: "Alfred, they should all regard you as the biggest opponent here."

Alfred was still laughing, not ecstatically nor particularly proud.

……

However, unexpectedly in the end, Rohan announced that the champion of this mission was Portway, who had been silent all along.

Luo Lin was a little surprised at first, but then he understood.

How to say it.Portovey's photographs... leave one feeling speechless.

It was a mood that could be called unpleasant...but subtle, something different somewhere.

What Portway gave is a completely frontal angle without Sihao's oblique side, facing the lens of the camera.Such an angle would maximize the exposure of the flaws in the model's face - but Portway's face, there is no flaw.

That's right, his face can't be called very handsome, let alone feminine and beautiful. Even if he tries hard to praise him, it's not so amazing.

His face, however, was perfectly symmetrical.

completely.

This may not bring a particularly big advantage in ordinary shooting.However, the contrast between the strong light and the dark night used in this shooting has been magnified to the greatest extent.Half of his face was expressionless in the white light, while the depression on the other side was filled with painted shadows.That kind of inorganic coldness reminds me of the stone head portraits in art class.

Portway didn't act like a—animated human being.Through the screen, you may even guess that he is cold and hard.But what about the sense of coercion that dead things don't have?He seems to be looking at you, but he doesn't seem to be.In those indifferent but cold eyes, there is the ability to make people's hearts turmoil.

That aura is powerful.Enough to make weaklings kneel at his feet, and then provoke those bloody guys to jump up and rush in front of him, smashing his expressionless face.

Luo Lin closed his eyes.He doesn't want to look at pictures of himself anymore.He's not going to have such a great scene...he's not yet, this tough.

Next, Luo Han gave a serious lesson to those who were not serious.Ayestas even received an ultimatum—"You can continue to study your physics and think about how to create a black hole in your garden. But we can also ask you, now, to leave this place. We're a serious modeling bootcamp. Incompetent guy, not serious guy, I don't want him standing in this place for a day."

Luo Lin kept these words in his heart and silently clenched his fists.Luo Lin even panicked when he said his own name.

Luo Han just gently let him recuperate.

Regarding this kind of treatment, Luo Lin...was a little sad.He would rather watch Luo Han get frustrated and angry at him, because that shows that Luo Han's expectations of him are at least very high.

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

After the review was over, Luo Lin was about to leave in frustration, but Sith called him from behind.

"Luo Lin? I want to talk to you."

"……Is there a problem?"

Sith smiled brightly: "After watching your filming this time, Rohan asked me to give you some guidance."

"guide?"

"That's right. LGM is not like those talent shows that just force you to show something. We are a training camp. Guiding is also part of training. Your progress is our responsibility...and I really want to let you Come be my student."

Luo Lin's disheartened face brightened up little by little.He felt something slowly expand in his chest, giving him enough strength to continue the next journey.

...Long afterward, Luo Lin still remembered that it was the first lesson LGM taught him.The name of that lesson is called "Confidence".

The author has something to say: I am here to update ==First of all, explain: there are two * in the text, the meaning of the first * is: I don’t know how to say the insole in English, so I don’t believe that Luo Lin knows...so The "that" in the text actually represents the insole.The second * appeared in the sentence Portway said to Luo Lin.The meaning everyone knows ==...is "don't push yourself too hard".But this sentence doesn’t make sense no matter how you read it in Chinese, so I used English == some nonsense: I’m late, I’m sorry.But now that the quantity is sufficient and the quality is guaranteed, please calm down a little.I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I won’t post it until I am satisfied. ==Although it is a cheap habit, everyone should bear with it==.Seeing that someone is discussing the ending, Duan Wa... I actually want to say, I have a little confidence in my brother.There is no Np in the split ending, because the personalities of the several attackers are too incompatible with each other, and Luo Lin's personality is not suitable for that relationship.But I will release a meaty Np fantasy episode==.The three endings are the young master, the boss, and the childish kid Rivers.Although it seems very casual, but I have to say this ==: the housekeeper can't forget the old love with the young master, if he wants to start over completely, he can talk to the boss, think of the young master but is afraid of being hurt, then follow the subtle similarity with the young master kid.There is no ending for Portway, there is only one side story == the name has been decided, it is called "Silent Aurora".I don't write about him because his line will clash with Rivers, and... MD didn't really abuse the whole article!Portway is the only (real) abuse point!Roaring over