Mr. Butler on the catwalk

This stage mission held in Central Park was actually more difficult than everyone expected.

The second week is the stage training.The first task examines the speed of dressing, and uses six sets of cumbersome clothes to examine the performance of the models on the spot.In the second task, all the models used the same pure white makeup, and were asked to use this weird appearance to perform three sets of suits with completely different styles, in order to examine the models' runway performance ability and atmosphere transformation.And this time is the third task, the content of LGM's inspection is called to complete the catwalk under special restrictions and interference.

All the models sighed, thought about the reason for calling them out, and felt that they must be frozen this time.However, what I didn't expect was that it wasn't just the bad weather that brought them trouble, but also the kind of costume props that made people feel exhausted. When Travis saw the pair of 25 When he was wearing single-toothed clogs that were [-] cm long, he looked up to the sky and laughed three times: "Are all the people in LGM perverted? It doesn't count if I wear a mini plaid skirt, but I have to step on this strange shoe to go on stage? ... I have already I can foresee myself falling on the stage and losing two front teeth..."

Backstage, the models were complaining, talking to each other about how cumbersome their props were.Luo Lin sat alone on the sofa in the corner, his eyes drooping.Even if his eyes fell on his costume and props, his face was still indifferent.

Rivers was showing Sean the nearly one-meter-long feather on his headgear with an exaggerated expression.However, when he turned his head, he saw Luo Lin sitting quietly in a corner of the sofa.He only occupied a small area, and his expression was not as excited as others, but it was also subtly different from his usual gentle look.

What is so strange?

Rivers couldn't figure it out.He just stood and watched, waiting for the stylist to call his name and paint his lids a bright peach.

... The task designers this time were not Gordon and Rohan, let alone the planners they invited—it was Sith.This male model was once asked to hang Wire, and completed a catwalk ten meters above the ground like walking on the ground.Such a special experience left a deep impression on Sith, so he decided to test the group of campers with unusual requirements.The costumes assigned to each person are different. How to balance these weird props and costumes is not a small challenge for these models.

This time, Travis was the first to appear on the stage. He was obviously unsteady and stumbled when he walked in clogs.Nafario was about to wear a robe measuring [-] meters, but he tripped hard halfway.Colin walks very nervously because he wears a pair of decorative wide-frame glasses that actually block his vision. He is wearing playful hippie clothes, but his jaw is stretched as if he is going to a funeral.

Sith looked at the stands, and then looked at the list of places in his hand one by one, the corner of his mouth curled up, without showing any obvious expression.Overall, Rivers, Sasha and Alfred have played well and smoothly, as he expected.Aikawa and Sisterkovic improved on the basis of the previous one, while Portovey looked a little bit less than satisfactory.After Ayestis managed to finish walking on the stage (he was wearing a set of knight armor), Sith groaned, and looked up at the stage seriously.

The next step is Luo Lin.

Everyone thought that Travis's short-sleeved short "skirt" had reached the limit of the cold when he first appeared on the stage, but when they saw Luo Lin's clothes, they only felt that they were going to get goose bumps.

The clothes Travis is wearing are in a gothic fantasy style. Although it is a short jacket, the leather and wool on the clothes are still thick.But Luo Lin's current body is hard to say the word "warm".

Luo Lin was wearing an extremely thin gray long-sleeved shirt, made of soft satin, but the luster was much duller.The neckline of the top was left wide open, and the hem of the shirt flapped when the wind blew.Luo Lin's collarbone is completely exposed, and the straight protrusion makes the viewer feel that his throat is slightly tight.When the wind was getting stronger, the soft cloth slipped from around Luo Lin's neck, exposing Luo Lin's right shoulder obliquely.

Corresponding to such a loose top is a pair of shorts cut with short bottoms.The loose top was tucked into the shorts, highlighting Luo Lin's straight front hip line.The shorts are connected with student-style suspenders. Such a childish design, coupled with Luo Lin's exposed white shoulders and neck, has an indescribably seductive feeling.

Although such a design would really make Luo Lin feel cold, it can't be said to be a big deal.However, Luo Lin's entire design is in a decadent style, and some of the details make people hold their breath at a glance.

Luo Lin's face no longer had his usual gentle expression, and even his makeup became cloudy.His hair was tied up in a random way, messy and curled up, and it was hard and rough because of the fixture.One of his eyes was heavily shadowed in the socket, and he also had heavy, creased upper and lower eyeliner that looked like it had been painted badly.His lips were more blue and purple from the cold wind, and dark lipstick was applied on them, and the lip line on one side seemed to be roughly wiped away, making it blurred.

Such Luo Lin looks a bit "dirty".His makeup is full of "dirty" and "impure" parts, but it's so weird that people can't hate it, or look away.

In addition, one of his eyes was covered by bandages.And there was only one high-heeled boot on his foot——the other foot stepped on the platform set up by the steel grating, naked.

When Luo Lin walked the stage, he was not as steady and careful as he used to be.His chin was lifted slightly, his eyes were half-opened, but his lips were tight.Although his shoulders were straight, one hand hung down gently, pinching the hem of his shorts—a small section of white knuckles was exposed under the wide sleeves.His back is no longer straight, but slightly arched, giving people a complicated feeling.

——It's not random, and it's not random.It's a "doesn't matter" attitude.

He had a high-heeled boot on one foot, and the other bare foot tipped slightly for balance.This kind of dress showed Luo Lin's long legs to the maximum extent—his two long legs didn't have arched muscles, or there were only ugly bones left.His legs are straight, with slender muscles, and the curvature of his calf is as sharp and powerful as if carved out.But such a pair of legs coupled with his tiptoe movement suddenly seemed ambiguous——Luo Lin's ankles were slender, and he didn't notice it at ordinary times, but now seeing his feet stepping on the iron plate with a cold light, they appeared out of thin air. Create a desire for protection.

All eyes on the scene were on Luo Lin.He couldn't see in one eye, and he was walking on the runway in thin clothes, and his bare foot made people feel painful.But despite everyone's sympathy, Luo Lin was truly expressionless.

There should be a focus in his eyes, but he doesn't seem to feel what's in his eyes matters.And when he ignored everything around him, he also naturally ignored the severe cold and pain he was suffering.

He's so weird and so beautiful.He has everyone's attention, but he doesn't care.

...He like this walked to the stage and walked back behind the stage.He heard the loud applause and whistle behind him, and then he started to feel cold belatedly.

Luo Lin grabbed his coat and put it on casually.Some of the scabs had fallen off the wound on the sole of his foot, and now there was some light-colored tender flesh.When those soft parts touched the cold iron platform, they inevitably felt itchy and painful.

But these feelings, he is not aware of on stage.Originally, he was always scrupulous, but this time he let his mind go.

Why is this so?

Luo Lin lowered his eyes, slid on the ground and sat down, hugging his knees.His teeth chattered, but he had no intention of clenching them.

He should get dressed and walk out, waiting for another round of reviews.But he just doesn't want to move now.

...In the silence, someone walked towards him from behind.It was the sound of very light footsteps, which stopped beside him.

A hand stretched out from behind him.In the next second, the bandage wrapped around Luo Lin's right eye was untied, loosened round and round, and fell onto Luo Lin's shoulder.In the eye exposed under the bandage, the eyelashes trembled slightly.Compared with the thick color around the other eye, this eye without any makeup has a special sense of frailty.Luo Lin didn't open his eyes wide, but kept them lowered, blinking slowly twice.

The visitor put his hand on Luo Lin's right cheek, and his cold fingertips gently slid around the eye sockets.Slowly, the four fingers of those hands curled up, and carefully brushed Luo Lin's lips with their knuckles.

Luo Lin closed his eyes, and let the man trace his face seriously and carefully.

After a long time, Luo Lin opened his eyes, raised his head and said softly, "Duan Fei, I don't love you anymore."

Duan Fei covered Luo Lin's eyes, and then whispered in a nasal voice: "...I know."

……

Luo Lin took No.1 in this mission.But strangely, Luo Lin seemed very listless.Rivers was sitting beside him in the car, only to see Luo Lin sinking on the back of the seat with half-opened eyes.Luo Lin's eyes should be somewhere outside the car window, but Rivers really didn't know what he was looking at.

Rivers spoke to Luo Lin, and made a special appearance of elation, congratulating Luo Lin on his victory.Luo Lin raised half of the corners of his mouth slightly, obviously looking gentle like usual, yet showing fatigue.

So Rivers could only keep silent, watching Luo Lin slowly close his eyes, turn his head to the side, and fall into sleep.He shouldn't be very happy, that's why his brows are frowning.

... the night seems to be the same as usual.Luo Lin felt a little tired and cold, so he just wrapped himself up in his clothes and didn't care about it.In the evening dinner, Portway and Rivers joined hands, so Luo Lin didn't feel very tired.

He tried his best to make himself smile more happily, and didn't want to show a worrying look—he thought that his inexplicable depression should not affect others.

The day passed so peacefully, Luo Lin felt that even if his mind was a little dizzy, he should be able to cope with it.He lay down on the bed, feeling a little groggy, and didn't remember saying goodnight to Rivers.

He had a bad dream that night.

He dreamed that Duan Fei stood in front of him and said with a sad smile, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you again. I will always treat you well."

And in the next second, Duan Fei pushed him hard, and stepped on his chest again.Luo Lin felt that the ribs in his chest were about to break, but at this moment Duan Fei bent down and grabbed his neck.

Luo Lin couldn't even cry, but at this moment, he felt a knife in his hand.And he picked up the knife and stabbed Duan Fei violently.

Duan Fei sat on the ground, looking at the wound on his chest in surprise.He suddenly changed into a thirteen or fourteen-year-old look, his eyes were full of innocence and sadness, and he looked at Luo Lin helplessly.

Luo Lin's tears fell on his hands, but he only saw red hands.

...It was three o'clock in the evening, and Luo Lin was awakened by the overwhelming blood red in the dream.He sat up from the bed, his eyes were wide open, and the eye sockets were really hot and humid.

Hallucinating, he felt the smell of blood on his hands.He reached out to touch the phone under the pillow, and under the light of the screen, tremblingly examined his hand.

It was a pair of blue and white hands.Clean, no blood.

But Luo Lin still remembered the feeling of holding a knife in his dream.What kind of pattern on the handle of the knife, what kind of coldness, and how he grabbed such a murder weapon and stabbed at the man in front of him.

——The resistance encountered when the blade sinks into the body.The trembling that splits the texture, and the red stickiness with warm air.

Luo Lin picked up the phone and ran out of the room door.

……

In the bathroom, Luo Lin leaned over, propped himself up by the sink, and retched silently.Something cold and hard was stirring in his stomach, but he couldn't get it out.

This process lasted less than a minute, but Luo Lin seemed to have been drained of all his strength.He turned on the faucet and wiped his face with water, but he still couldn't help shaking.He turned his head and saw the mobile phone by the sink. He hurriedly tried to get it, but his movements were unsteady and he dropped the mobile phone to the ground.

Luo Lin hurriedly bent down and picked up the phone.There was still some water in his hand, but he didn't care about so much, he just turned on the screen, found the only name in the address book that he felt he could rely on, and dialed the number.

The phone rang four times and it was connected, but Luo Lin felt that the few seconds before the connection was so difficult, his teeth were shaking non-stop, and his eyes were moist.

He Shiwei said, "Hello? Xiao Luo?"

Luo Lin grabbed the skirt of his shirt, forced himself to grit his teeth, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"...Luo Lin, what happened?"

Luo Lin pursed his lips again, tried hard to control his voice for a long time, and then said tremblingly, "It's okay..."

Accompanied by these two words, there was a sob that he tried hard to suppress.The voice was very soft, it was strangled in the throat, but it made He Shiwei on the other end of the phone feel nervous.

In this situation, if He Shiwei can keep calm, with his knowledge, he will definitely find a practical way to appease Luo Lin.However, he also lost his judgment all of a sudden, and said: "Hey, don't cry, huh?"

Originally, Luo Lin really didn't want to show such a weak look in front of He Shiwei, but because of that, he couldn't hold back his tears.

He blocked his mouth, trying to silence the sound in his mouth.However, tears were not so easy to control—the sadness that he had suppressed for maybe a few years suddenly came to the fore.His chest heaved violently, and he only let out a pitiful, choked gasp when he needed to breathe.

He Shiwei didn't hear any complete words after Luo Lin's "nothing".But he knew that Luo Lin was crying—an unprecedented, violent cry.This is the most vulnerable appearance of Luo Lin that he has ever seen.He Shiwei was driving at first, but now he parked the car on the side of the road. In the quiet carriage, he could hear Luo Lin's intermittent, sad, sad breath clearly.

In He Shiwei's chest, there were emotions of pity, worry, and a small part of unexplained pride—Luo Lin was crying at him.When he was sad, the person Luo Lin came to look for was himself.

However, this pride was soon shattered.He heard a crisp bump from the microphone, as if the phone had dropped to the ground.

And after that voice, the only thing left is the empty echo after hanging up.

……

Rivers was woken up when Luo Lin ran out.He was in a deep sleep at first, and because he was tired, he didn't actually think about going out to have a look.He was only vaguely thinking about why Luo Lin forgot to close the door, he was not at all the same as usual careful.

Then there was the not-so-loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, which completely woke him up.

Rivers ran out barefoot, saw the light on in the bathroom, and walked over.He opened the door and saw Luo Lin lying on the ground with a mobile phone with a bright screen next to his hand. It seemed that he had fallen some distance when Luo Lin fell.

Luo Lin's eyes were closed, and there were some wet marks on his face.When Rivers saw him motionless, his heart almost stopped beating, and he froze for a second.Then he approached Luo Lin, knelt down on the ground suddenly, and pulled Luo Lin into his arms with hands and feet.He hastily stretched out his hands to measure Luo Lin's breath and heartbeat - his hands were shaking so much that Rivers swallowed hard.After a few seconds, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he also hugged Luo Lin's body tightly.

Luo Lin is still alive.Rivers never found that fact so wonderful.That moment of relief allowed Rivers to breathe normally, but he was also surprised that the person in his arms was exuding abnormal heat.

Rivers closed his eyes for three seconds, and after calming down, he picked Luo Lin up from the ground.He adjusted the position of his hands, then lowered his head, and pressed his lips to Luo Lin's eyes.

It was a very pious kiss, with the meaning of God's blessing.Rivers didn't even realize what he was thinking, but felt that the kiss gave him a slightly salty taste.

——Could it be Khan?

Rivers tried his best to carry Luo Lin away, and only murmured, "Don't worry, baby, I'll take you to the hospital right away. It'll be fine. It'll be fine."

For the first time, a reliable expression appeared on the blond boy's face.He was carefully looking at the man in his arms with cherished eyes.