model king

Shen Yue's way of learning to love, in Shen Zhuo's view, is so childish that it's not worth mentioning. It's just a young high school student who wants to bring the best things in the world to his sweetheart.

Mu Ke didn't know that he was able to live so comfortably in an underdeveloped Jiangnan water town, and it had something to do with the person he didn't dare to see and missed very much.Every day, I wake up leisurely early and run around the town, eat, and learn dialects from the grandparents at the door.

Time passes very slowly in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the whole person will slow down with the pace of life here. If Gu Keyi hadn't called him every day and reminded him to pay attention to his diet and schedule, he really thought he would be here I have been living.

Shao Wen thought that it would be difficult to take care of this one who was taken care of by the second young master, but he never expected that this one would be easier to take care of than anyone he had taken care of before.Regular work and rest, no bad habits, and no unreasonable demands, as long as he delivers meals on time every day.

Although it was a bit difficult when he wanted to eat meat, he was generally the most worry-free entertainer he had ever managed, bar none.

Assistant Shao felt that he was on vacation.

After a few days of leisure, Mu Ke rushed back to the city to shoot abroad, thinking about his small yard and the saplings he and his old man planted together.

The photographer who collaborated this time is well-known in Europe, known for his treacherous style, and loves to apply paint and unknown substances on the models' bodies and faces.

Mu Ke had seen his photographs and thought he was a very serious person, but as soon as he met him, the photographer introduced him to play games mysteriously, and he thought he was going to do something strange with him.

During the shooting, the photography team took good care of him. Although Mu Ke felt that being covered in paint was not a very comfortable thing, the resulting film was very good, especially the batch taken before the heavy rain, which was particularly tense. I think I can change my name to Saul.

Mu Ke took pictures of the weather and his own appearance, and posted a Weibo on a whim.

He seldom posts on Weibo, most of them forward the official blog of the magazine, or the photographers he cooperates with, and he hasn’t updated a single Weibo since the street photography incident.

Just after I posted it today, it was retweeted wildly by fans. It was normal to retweet comments at the beginning. After 10 minutes, a wave of trolls arrived, and the style of painting changed.

There are so many ugly and vicious words, he doesn't know what he did to attract so many people's curses.However, he has heard too many curses from his aunt since he was a child, and he has long cultivated a heart of diamond glass.

Shen Yue excitedly went to see Mu Ke's new Weibo, and was almost pissed off by the comments below. Someone kept grabbing Mu Ke, trying to create black spots on him.This is commonplace for the new generation of artists nowadays, but in Shen Yue's heart, Mu Ke just shouldn't suffer these unwarranted infamy.

During the half-hour drive to the headquarters, the article that revealed the secret of Mu Ke's life experience was found again.

Shen Zhuo came out of a meeting, and when he reached the door of his office, he heard his younger brother calling and saying that his family's public relations company was not working hard.

"Come to me?"

"Find Shao Wen."

"..."

Shen Zhuo was speechless for a while and said, ""Return to Home" is about to start, and the crew will start to station in the town in the next few days. Let Xiao Wen'er give you the news in the future, don't bother me."

Shen Yue curled his lips, and just as he was about to speak, Shen Zhuo said again, "Also, your way of chasing people is really old-fashioned, he is not a child, and you still send a nanny over eagerly, you underestimate him like this Have you considered his feelings?"

"I'm just...worried about him..." Shen Yue poked the table and said with a frown, "Why did you teach me a lesson? Why didn't I see you chasing him back?"

Shen Zhuo didn't expect him to be here waiting for him, he choked back all his suggestions, raised his finger to the door, and said expressionlessly, "Get out."

Shen Yue slammed the door and went out. When he sat in the car, he slid open his phone and saw the article again, suddenly he was curious, what was Mu Ke's life like in the past?

He never asked, and Mu Ke never said anything.

Having nothing to do these few days, Shen Yue suddenly wanted to visit the city where Mu Ke grew up, and wanted to find out what he used to be like.

He always does what he says, and he is very mobile. It took two days to find someone to find out Mu Ke's home address, and he set off when he got the detailed address.

The drive is not far away, I got off the highway in four hours, and navigated all the way according to the address. The destination is not even a community, probably because it was built a long time ago and there is no wall.Several small buildings of low height are gathered together, and there is a small square between the buildings, where old people who have nothing to do to pass the time sit.

Shen Yue parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and wanted to find out which building he was looking for, just as he asked, the aunt's eyes lit up.

"Are you here to ask about the Mu family? A reporter came to ask about it a few days ago. I missed it. I heard that Lao Zhao was given hundreds of dollars!"

Aunt's intentions were obvious, but Shen Yue lost all interest when he saw her desire to tell stories.

The uncle who played chess said without raising his head, "What is there to ask? That daughter-in-law didn't even open the door, and scolded her ancestors for eighteen generations through the door. If you want me to say that her children and his mother are also Did not do anything……"

Another uncle asked, "Young man, why do you inquire about their family? Are you going to report that this family is not human? You beat the child since he was a child, and he was left standing in the snow without food for three or nine days, but how much is this?" It's been a year, what's the use of being exposed?"

"I……"

The aunt patted his arm to show him, "Here, the son of that family is back, you can go find him."

Shen Yue turned his head to look at a boy who looked like a high school student, who was walking over pushing a bicycle. He was a little shorter than Mu Ke, and his eyebrows and eyes didn't have much resemblance to Mu Ke.

"Excuse me," Shen Yue stopped him, "I'm Mu Ke's friend."

The boy froze for a moment, then nodded, "Hi, I'm his younger brother, and my name is Mu Jiaming."

Shen Yue finally found the right place, he felt a little relieved, but the boy didn't intend to invite him to sit at home.

"I'm sorry," Mu Jiaming said, "my mother is coming back soon, and she saw someone looking for my brother, and she will scold you again. What's the matter?"

Shen Yue smiled, "It's okay, I just... just... want to see his life..."

Mu Jiaming didn't understand what he meant, and said, "My brother seldom comes back after he went to college, basically never."

He paused, and asked Shen Yue vigilantly, "What kind of friend are you my brother's friend? You can't be pretending to be a reporter, right? I read everything you wrote last time, and it's not like that at all!"

For a moment, Shen Yue didn't know how to persuade him, and suddenly thought of his photo with Mu Ke.

Mu Jiaming looked at the photos on his mobile phone, let go of his guard, patted the handlebar and said, "Are you his friend and don't know about him? That's right, my brother has such a personality, don't talk about it, just ask He might not even say it, it’s not something glorious.”

The boy led him to the park, probably because he was afraid that his mother would come back, and there were not many people on the road, so he was talking to Shen Yue while walking.

"My brother, I don't know how he grew up. His own mother beat him, and my parents beat him, but he still has a good temper, as if he never gets angry, and he never speaks when he is wronged. Maybe There is nothing to say. I am afraid of my mother. When I was a child, my mother beat him, which made me cry secretly. He even came to comfort me after being beaten..."

Mu Jiaming paused and said, "Sometimes I think he's going too far, but he's actually just afraid of being kicked out."

Shen Yue listened silently. Mu Jiaming said a lot, most of which were about how Mu Ke was beaten and ignored when he was a child. He intuitively felt that Mu Jiaming was not the same person as his mother and father, but his tone was so calm that it was scary. I've seen it a lot, and I'm used to it.

When walking back, Mu Jiaming stopped, and suddenly whispered, "I remembered who you are, you are the photographer, I saw the news..."

Shen Yue didn't know how to explain it for a while, the boy asked him a little nervously, "Are you asking this because you want to take revenge on my brother?"

"No."

He spoke sincerely, and Mu Jiaming couldn't tell the difference, he just chose to believe him.

"My brother is very good. If you give him one point, he will give you ten points in return."

Shen Yue bid farewell to Mu Jiaming, and returned to the car alone.

He had thought that the article was at least partially true, but hadn't thought that the true part hurt him so much.He thought of Mu Ke's perfunctory hug when he was awakened by a nightmare at night and murmured to him that he wanted to hug him, and he wanted to slap himself again.

His Mu Ke has never been loved and loved by anyone, even if he gave him a little kindness, he would dance happily.He even suspected that Mu Ke's acting skills were too good...

He thought of Mu Ke's cautiousness, that Mu Ke never dared to get angry, even if he acted like a baby, it was all because Mu Ke was afraid that he would not want him.

Unfortunately, he knew it too late. He could have given him a lot, but he hurt his little white rabbit like a fool.