Mr. Butler on the catwalk

... He Shiwei has had a hard time recently.

If a person has a place he wants to go, a person he wants to meet, and the ability to fulfill his wish—but he can’t do it due to various objective reasons, then this person is really aggrieved.

This is how He Shiwei feels now.

The days in Shanghai have been particularly cloudy recently, with no snow falling, only a few sporadic episodes of uncomfortable winter rain.He Shiwei came out from the venue of the Outstanding Entrepreneur Annual Meeting to the place where the driver parked, but only a dozen or so steps away, his trousers were wet a little.

The slightly cold part behind the ankle made him feel inexplicably irritable.The sound of the car's windshield wipers also gave him a headache, not to mention how congested the road from the Central Ring Road was.

—What the hell am I doing in a place like this?Why do I have to stay here?

He Shiwei frowned, closed his eyes and pressed one temple.

He didn't want to be here at all, not at all.He didn't want to sit in a meeting with a bunch of old men, don't want to throw money at local bosses who didn't have business with him, let alone have to spend hours with smiling faces.

...Three days ago, because of Luo Lin's sudden phone call, He Shiwei was extremely worried.Luo Lin, who was always introverted, called him in the middle of the night and cried.And the inexplicably hung up call made He Shiwei terrified - he called back several times afterwards, but what was waiting for him was a signal tone that no one answered.

Think about it, it was still daytime in the East Eighth District, and He Shiwei’s phone calls and faxes were sent, but there was no news.Even when I called my cousin in the US, all I got was a voicemail reply.

After fidgeting and waiting for several hours, finally received the official news - Luo Lin fell ill.

It's a simple fact, just a few words and no elaboration.He Shiwei forgot how he felt at the time, but when he realized it, he had already booked a direct flight to New York.The B1 visa from half a year ago did not need to be renewed, so He Shiwei hurried back to the apartment, just took out a box, and started packing in a hurry.

Originally, at this time, he should have been standing by that person's side.

——If his father hadn't called and dispatched an errand for a week, he could have reached the place he wanted to go.

He Shiwei is not a young man driven only by impulse.Although he was blindheaded, he had already calculated the impact that his departure would have on the company.He didn't plan to go for a long time, it was only three days, two days back and forth and one day to visit - although this kind of stay made people feel that it took a lot of time, it could always relieve the eager emotion in his heart.Even when he was packing, he suddenly noticed that his hands were moving so rough and impatient—as if they were moving subconsciously.He managed to go back to the age of 17, driven by his emotions, and made all kinds of immature actions.

Looking at himself like this, he wanted to laugh, but at the same time, he felt a little different emotion.He frowned slightly, grabbed the long-sleeved shirt that he took when he went to the beach with Luo Lin, and threw it into the box.

At that time, He Zhanyan forced him to stay in Shanghai.

He Shiwei has always been obedient to his father's opinions, supplemented by passive resistance.This time he managed to express his unwillingness to compromise, but He Zhanyan said: If you don't stay here by yourself, I will tie you here too.

——He Zhanyan was born in the army, regardless of the connections in the past, even his physical fitness is not necessarily worse than that of He Shi, who is in his prime.He Shiwei didn't doubt the ability of his old man, but he just wanted to run away by himself-until he left, He Shiwei almost ran away and found that his passport had been "reported lost".

He Shiwei never knew that passports could be used like this before.If one loses one's own certificate, then whose is this little book in one's hand?Embarrassed to be stopped by the customs, He Shiwei felt for the first time that his abilities were so limited.Although I can appeal, I don't know if it will take years and months to complete such a set of procedures.

... And after that, he was forced to go to the annual meeting of entrepreneurs.Because of the organizer, this meeting was as popular and harmonious as a government meeting—he was a model agency, so it would definitely look strange in such a place.Fortunately, He Zhanyan was well-prepared, and the sign on He Shiwei's neck during the meeting belonged to a strange construction company.Before He Shiwei suppressed all kinds of anger to ask, He Zhanyan only frowned and replied: "The kind of company you run that can't get on the table, you really want everyone to know? ... You can't afford to lose that person , I still have to face."

……

It was raining harder and harder.He Shiwei took a short nap in the car, went back to the apartment and changed his clothes, and then hurried to a typical meal that he never liked—full of alcohol, unfriendly mountain delicacies, not served Classy jokes, and too bare a gag.

He Shiwei is a smoker, Soft Seven Stars, most of the time he only smokes half of it.During the entertainment that night, he lit a cigarette back and forth, and someone stuffed him with an unknown cigarette.He Shiwei was choked by the heavy tar smell at the first puff after lighting it up.While laughing, he cupped his hands and drank another round of wine.But it seemed that it was that unknown smoke that made his lungs feel uncomfortable all the time.

Finding a spare moment, he retreated from the smoky private room, walked through the tasteless, all-gold-designed corridor, and ducked into the men's room, locking himself in the cubicle.

He flipped the lid off the toilet and sat on it.Then he buried his head in his hands and wiped his face wearily.This was the first time he discovered that the taste of nicotine would make him feel so uncomfortable.

He doesn't want to be here, doesn't want to.He just has someone he likes and a place he wants to go.It's not a complicated thing, but he can't do that.

At this time, he hated his own weakness and incompetence extremely.

——Luo Lin called him a few minutes later.The man said to him with a hoarse voice after recovering from his illness: "Brother He, I'm discharged from the hospital. I'm worrying you. How have you been recently?"

He Shiwei closed his eyes and said, letting his voice be relaxed: "...I'm fine."

...When Luo Lin talked to him, his voice would slow down, and it seemed that the ending sound was lighter.Luo Lin didn't realize it himself, he just explained in a clumsy way how the use of mobile phones is prohibited in the hospital, and how embarrassing it is for He Shiwei to worry.He Shiwei sometimes finds it strange that this man can't speak fluently, but when the microphone is separated, his voice will unconsciously hesitate.But this is not an annoying place, He Shiwei listened carefully, raised his back little by little, and stretched his brows.

Luo Lin seemed to be afraid of being left alone, so he talked about all kinds of things that happened when he was hospitalized.Even though he only stayed for one day, his friend brought flowers and grilled ribs that the patient couldn't actually eat—this kind of thing is actually not very funny, but the man expressed his gratitude very seriously.

As for the reason for crying and fainting, if Luo Lin didn't tell, then he really didn't want to talk about it.He Shiwei asked slightly: "Have you encountered any unsatisfactory things?"

Originally thinking that Luo Lin would say no with a gentle smile, the other party hesitated for a moment, and only replied: "...There are still some... But I will work hard to deal with it, trust me a little bit."

... The man who said this was still very positive.It seems that something has changed, so where is it?

In a place that he couldn't see, Luo Lin was dealing with things that he couldn't intervene or help.He is advancing little by little, but it is difficult for him to obtain a qualification for free action.

He Shiwei moved the phone away, took a sniff, and took the earphones back: "Luo Lin, I want to see you."

Luo Lin didn't speak.

He Shiwei felt that the smoke stuck in his lungs was going to come up again, choking his nose sorely, and quickly added: "Just pretend I'm joking, I'm sorry."

At the end of that phone call, there was a sentence from Luo Lin:

"...I always trouble you, big brother. If I can, I hope I can help you... If you have something that bothers you, please talk to me too? Your voice sounds like you are not very happy. ...Ah, I'm sorry if I'm wrong..."

He Shiwei didn't know how to respond to such words.It wasn't until he picked up the line that he realized that he had been in the bathroom for too long.

He went out, and put on a smiling face that made people feel good about it, and felt that it was easy to handle.

In fact, there is only one thing he wants to ask Luo Lin, and that is:

——Will you fall in love with this weak me?

……

In American time, it is the morning of December [-]th.At this time, Luo Lin hung up the phone, then took the coat from the back of the chair beside him, and went to the living room downstairs to gather.Today is the first day he moved out of the storage room, and it is also the first day of the opening of LGM Brand Week.

According to the schedule, the third and fourth weeks are routine brand cooperation weeks for each training session.This week's project is also the most anticipated part of all campers——

Unlike other talent shows, the brands that can cooperate with LGM are all top-notch.They will negotiate with the LGM official in advance, so that they will take out the cases that they need to speak for endorsements, photo shoots and catwalks, and bind that only the outstanding campers of LGM will be given the opportunity to participate.This year is the first year that LGM training is officially put on the TV screen as an entertainment program, and the scope of brand promotion will be wider.Therefore, there are rumors that the offers of this brand week will be more advanced than previous years.

Of course, until the end of the task, the campers will not know what brand and product Case reward the winner of each task will receive.

...And now, Luo Lin sat in the penultimate row of the bus, and lightly adjusted the soft beige scarf around his neck.He raised his head and watched Rivers walking towards him-today, the kid tied a high ponytail behind his head, and his young smiling face made people feel better.

Today is a sunny day, and I hope things will go smoothly from now on—Luo Lin talked to Rivers for a few words, then turned his head and greeted those passing by with a smile.

Alfred appeared next at the car door.His complexion was as usual, and he was dressed as a British student, but he was able to wear a woolen coat with double-breasted horn buttons to give off a compelling heroic look.Luo Lin restrained his smile little by little, and raised his eyes to look at this man whom he really couldn't feel good about.

Alfred turned to him with a smile, but luckily said nothing unnecessary.

The sun shone through the foggy car windows and fell on Luo Lin's face, which was still very warm.Luo Lin closed his eyes slightly, and heard Rivers beside him singing softly: You are right here fighting, and your beloved dones are back there waiting; They wait patiently till you go back from the battle, and you can tell the mit was your game to win... *

The author has something to say: *You are here to fight and the people who love you are waiting in the rear and they are waiting so patiently until you come back from the battlefield and tell them you were born to win