No.30 Eight Lovers

eyes, Wu Shixun smiled, "Remember to leave the car keys, wallet and mobile phone, I'm on stage."

"it is good……"

It was already dark when Lu Han woke up.Lu Han opened the white curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the lights outside the glass windows were brightly lit.

The night begins again...

Luhan entered the cloakroom, pressed the switch on the wall, the dark cloakroom was lit up instantly, a row of clothes, hats, shoes, ties, and accessories were clearly classified and organized.Luhan's hand slid over the clothes, and finally stopped on a retro knitted sweater, brown retro fawn stripes, wide neckline and too long sleeves, the clothes did not fit Luhan, some On the large side, but it made him look petite and slouchy.Put on a pair of washed white jeans, wrapping Lu Hanjiao's figure.

"Sir, you are up." The Filipino maid is a black girl, the girl is quick and smart, she knows what to say and what not to say, what to do and what not to do, this is why Lu Han kept her.

"Yeah." Lu Han went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, "Mary, when did Ron leave?"

"Mr. Ron left in the afternoon. Before he left, he made you dinner himself."

"Huh?" Luhan put down his water glass and went to the restaurant. On the dining table, a plate of steak was covered with a thermal cover. It was black pepper tender beef that Luhan usually likes to eat.

The Filipino maid saw Lu Han staring at the plate of steak for a long time, "Sir, do you want to eat?"

Lu Han came back to his senses, and smiled at the Filipino maid, "Why not?!"

<I'll find you tonight. from where>

<Not free tonight. to where>

<Han, don't make trouble. from where>

<3p, are you coming? to where>

Sure enough, Wu Yifan never replied to the text message again.Lu Han smiled coldly, put away his phone, started the car and went out.

Luhan has no destination, he is just trying to escape from the terrible dead of night at home, that kind of quiet is like a beast, it can tear Luhan's heart apart.

Driving slowly, there was a noise when passing the central square.Lu Han watched English scrolling on the huge LED screen in the exhibition center, and stopped the car.

Milan Fashion Week

I forgot, it's Fashion Week recently.Luhan got out of the car with his bag, and the noisy voices could be heard endlessly. He saw those people holding signs in their hands, Sehun?Another hot star?How vulgar!This is a fashionshow not his personal soloshow, these people are crazy.Lu Han walked around the crowd annoyed, he had a designer's ID to go to the fashion show and didn't need a ticket.

Picking a back seat, Lu Han avoided the crowd and sat in the dark.

Like a dam with its gates opened, fans poured in like a flood when the gate was opened, and of course there were screams of excitement.Luhan has a headache, he hates noise and crowds... But Luhan is afraid of silence...

The staff directed the fans in the back row to sit down, and the venue finally became much quieter.As the music sounded, the catwalk officially began.

Luhan propped his chin with one hand, and this season is focusing on the retro style again. Those well-made suits have the shadow of European and American royal families at the beginning of the last century, low-key and luxurious.Lu Han doesn't like this kind of formal clothes very much. The almost same shape and pattern makes him feel so monotonous and boring. Lu Han, who has always been a night owl, actually fell asleep with his chin propped up.

Following a sudden scream, Luhan opened his eyes in a daze, and the fan area in the back row became restless, as if a group of people came to see the concert!Lu Han got up with a headache and was about to leave, the music on the stage was switched, and the lights in the audience suddenly dimmed.In the darkness, Luhan who stood up was forced to sit down, he couldn't see, in the darkness his eyes were covered with a black cloth, only his hearing was extremely sensitive.

Luhan has night blindness... His world is either bright or dark, without any excess.

The strong rhythm of "dirtybass" by Fareastmovement sounded in my ears, and the passion of the fans in the audience was instantly ignited, and the screams became several decibels louder.Lu Han frowned, he really wanted to leave but his vision was dark.

A ray of chasing light appeared on the runway, finally a little light appeared in Lu Han's vision.

After chasing the light, Wu Shixun appeared like a god, and the fans in the audience cheered and screamed.

Chasing the light against the light, Lu Han couldn't see the faces of the people on the stage clearly, but he could feel the kingly aura coming from the stage, a little rebellious and a little arrogant.Lu Han saw the royal blue suit on his model, changed the style of Armani formal suits and the retro style of the audience, this suit caught the eye with his novel style and brilliant colors.Of course, designers can only give clothes the soul, and it is the models who can give the clothes flesh and blood. From Lu Han's professional perspective, the models on the stage have some perfect body proportions and a powerful aura, even if they can't see their faces clearly. It can also catch people's attention under the circumstances, and it can be seen that he is not from a professional class. At least his walking is not professional, but the better it is, the better it will not affect his display of clothes. His slightly emotional body rhythm gives people a kind of stage It's a person, not a show machine.

As the model walked to the front of the stage, the chasing light was gradually put away, and all the incandescent lamps on the stage were turned on.

"Shit!" Lu Han was so blinded by the sudden glare, he covered his eyes with his hands, Lu Han let himself get used to the glare.Screams from the audience came and went, accompanied by whistles. After Lu Han let himself get used to the strong light, he squinted his eyes and looked at the people on the stage.

It's him……

So familiar!Luhan raised the corners of his mouth, a little charming.The man who was on her body last night turned out to be a star...

Sehun, Lu Han squinted at Wu Sehun's face, it was a more perfect work than Michelangelo's sculpture, that face is really perfect.Luhan likes Wu Shixun's long and narrow eyes, deep, unrestrained, jewel-like, which attracts Luhan's heart little by little.

The phone vibrated in vain, it was a text message.

<I'll be waiting for you at your door. fromKris>

Frowning slightly, Lu Han put away his phone, glanced at the man on stage, got up and left.

ch3.

[I am alone in the maze looking for that unforgettable face; I touch the hallucinatory you as if I want to embrace the vacuum]

"Hanhan..."

Standing at the entrance, Luhan was hugged by the man behind him, and a sexy smell unique to mature men came to his nostrils. This smell is very familiar to Luhan, it is ambergris with a strong desire to conquer.

"Hanhan..." The man bent down, buried his head in Luhan's neck, inhaled deeply the sultry rosemary on Luhan's body, and gradually satisfied "Hanhan, I miss you so much..."

Luhan closed his eyes, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his sensitive neck. Sure enough, the man behind him knew him best and understood all the sensitive points of his body.But why still do not understand his heart.

"Kris..."

"Call me Fan..." The man stretched out his hand to caress Lu Han's fair face, and placed a kiss on his neck, "I like it when you call me Fan."

"Fan..." Lu Han's voice was soft, with his own tenderness.

The man turned around Luhan's body, biting Luhan's lips with desire, Luhan groaned in pain.Feeling the man's big hand walking around her body, flames ignited everywhere she went.Luhan's wide neckline was pulled open, and the dotted hickey marks were still so bright, they were left by that man last night, extremely ambiguous.

Seeing the unconcealable anger and helplessness in the man's eyes staring at the marks on his body, Lu Han smiled.

"What's the matter? Don't continue?" Lu Han put his hand on the man's chest, his half-smile was very seductive.

"Hanhan..." The man caressed the hickey on Luhan's collarbone, "I don't like other people's marks on you." The man bit Luhan's collarbone, "You are mine!"

"It hurts..." Lu Han, who cried out in pain, didn't push the man away, and chuckled lightly, "Wu Yifan, what do you mind? What's our relationship? There are many men who only say they love me in bed, you're not the only one."

"Hanhan..."

Wu Yifan lowered his head and kissed Lu Han's neck, Lu Han closed his eyes, and finally pushed away the passionate man cruelly.

"I'm tired."

"Hanhan!" The man grabbed Luhan's arm.

"I said I'm tired! You won't force me, right?" Lu Han smiled and pulled the man's hand away, "Besides, I'm not the only one who can sleep in your bed. Oh, by the way, lock the door when you go out." He went upstairs without looking back.

After closing the door, Luhan lay on the bed in a state of exhaustion. On the closet was a third photo frame, which was the 15-year-old self and the 23-year-old Wu Yifan.It turned out that I have been with Wu Yifan for 7 years.Seven years ago, Lu Han started to become Wu Yifan's secret lover; seven years later, Lu Han became Wu Yifan's subordinate, and he is still a secret lover.Just like a canary, being raised by Wu Yifan as a lover.What's really ridiculous is that Wu Yifan is still called the golden single president by outsiders, while Lu Han is positioned as a promiscuous designer.Luhan can't tell anyone that Wu Yifan is his, even if he saw Wu Yifan having sex with a certain supermodel and socialite with his own eyes.Luhan has learned to turn a blind eye, and also learned how to indulge himself.

Wu Yifan, I want to see the bottom line of your love for me.If I turn bad, will you feel bad...

Luhan opened the bedside table, took out two sleeping pills, and gently threw one into the water glass, the white pills gradually melted and disappeared.Lu Han smiled helplessly, and threw the medicine in his hand into the trash can.He knew that sleeping pills were insoluble in water, and it was just a water-soluble vitamin tablet.

This Ron is really stupid...

Wu Shixun