reverse trapping

The sun finally found a weak spot in the clouds and sprinkled the accumulated sunlight on the world.

Several rays of light scattered on Shen Jinzhi's body, warming his chest through the clothes.

Cheng Mu approached, and the shadows of the two overlapped even more.

"Why didn't you take a picture?" Cheng Mu asked.

Shen Jinzhi raised his eyes and moved his fingers outside the camera slightly.

His eyes were firmly locked on Cheng Muze, and he waited until someone walked up to him before replying: "Everything is so beautiful, I just forgot it for a while."

Cheng Mu moved his gaze to the gorgeous sky: "It's really beautiful."

Xu was touched by the scenery, but Cheng Mu couldn't help but sighed: "I was very depressed when I couldn't take portraits for a long time. The first time I saw this majestic scenery, it shocked me deeply. ...and since then, I've turned the camera around to focus on them."

"At that time, were you sad?"

Cheng Mu froze, his eyeballs catching the scenery stopped moving.

In recent years, many people know that he cannot take portraits.

These people generally have three kinds of reactions, the first is pity, which seems to be three points more sad than himself; the second is comfort, saying that landscape photography is also a good choice; the last one is like Fang Shuo , I believe he will return to portrait photography.

But no one has ever cared about his emotions, cared whether he was suffering, depressed, and hard to see the light of day.

Shen Jinzhi's words were like countless bugs biting Cheng Muze's heart, causing a tingling pain.

Facing the light, Cheng Mu pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Fortunately, it's all over. Besides, I'm also working hard to regain portrait photography, even if the result is not satisfactory, I have nothing to complain about.

"Portrait photography records human emotions, and landscape photography records the emotions of vegetation, mountains and rivers. Although they are different, they are also what I love. In fact, for me, it is the greatest luck to be able to pick up a camera."

"Cheng Muze."

Beside him, Shen Jinzhi suddenly called him.

"Huh?" Cheng Mu followed the voice and looked over.

Shen Jinzhi raised his hand, grabbed the place where the sun was strongest in the sky, and said to Cheng Mu, "Stretch out your hand."

Cheng Mu stretched out his hand in a daze, and spread it flat in front of Shen Jinzhi's eyes.

Shen Jinzhi slowly withdrew his hand that had touched the sky, and placed it in Cheng Muze's palm: "Send you a bunch of sunshine."

Listening to Shen Jinzhi's fairy tale-like words, Cheng Mu couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, his palms itch.

Something with a hard edge fell from Shen Jinzhi's hand into his hand, and it was quietly close to his palm.

"Grab it."

Cheng Muze's smile paused at the corner of his lips, and he looked up at Shen Jinzhi.

Shen Jinzhi engraved his smile again, and the same smile added a bit of tenderness to Shen Jinzhi's face.

His eyes were dark, and he spoke at a gentle speed: "The candy paper will keep the light for you, no matter how weak the surrounding light is, it will give you feedback."

Cheng Mu withdrew his hands, feeling the presence of the candy in his palm.

At this moment, the colorful candy paper in the palm of his hand seems to be recording the splendor of the sky for him, waiting for the moment to show him.

Cheng Mu swallowed: "But what if there is no light around?"

"Then come closer to me."

Shen Jinzhi leaned forward slightly, and continued, "I will be your light source."

There was a slight sparkle in his pupils behind the lenses, which looked extraordinarily dazzling.

The pain that was originally hidden in Cheng Muze's heart spread out inexplicably and extended deeper.

"I think of the third thing." Shen Jinzhi said.

"What is it?" Cheng Mu asked, his voice trembling involuntarily.

The rushing wind stopped in an instant, and every trace was filled with infinite warmth.

Shen Jinzhi said lightly: "From now on, please come closer to me."

·

Until the end of the shooting at night, that sour feeling existed in Cheng Muze's body.

In order to reduce the mileage of walking, they did not return the same way when going down the mountain, and correspondingly, the time for them to return to the hotel by car increased.

Everyone who got a good sleep last night was very sleepy, let alone Shen Jinzhi who didn't sleep well all night.

When Cheng Muze got into the car for the last time, Shen Jinzhi had already fallen asleep leaning on the back of the chair.

He quietly sat beside Shen Jinzhi.

The car started to move, and the dim headlights went out. Cheng Mu could only see Shen Jinzhi's face clearly by the occasional street lights outside the window.

He remembered Shen Jinzhi's words when he was on the mountain.

Although he was interrupted by others later, he did hear Shen Jinzhi's words clearly.

So... Is the phrase "come closer to me" an invitation from Shen Jinzhi to develop a relatively intimate relationship?

Doesn't this mean that his goal is about to be achieved, and Chen Jiao's matter can be resolved smoothly?

But thinking of this, Cheng Mu didn't feel much relief.

The car drove on an uneven road, and the bumps broke Shen Jinzhi's balance.

Cheng Mu subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to support Shen Jinzhi, but he couldn't touch him directly.

Speaking of which, the main reason why Shen Jinzhi was so tired was him, he couldn't just watch people wake up.

He straightened his body and moved towards Shen Jinzhi following the swing of the car.

Under his precise calculation, Shen Jinzhi rested on his shoulder.

Shen Jinzhi was a head taller than him, so it shouldn't be very comfortable to lean on like this, but it can only be dealt with like this for a while.

Cheng Mu sat there motionless.

The sound of wheels crushing the ground came from all directions, but Cheng Mu could still hear Shen Jinzhi's peaceful breathing.

After a few minutes, Cheng Mu was tired.

On the way to Lingcheng before, he had to lean on Shen Jinzhi's shoulder for at least three or four hours. From this point of view, he really felt sorry for Shen Jinzhi.

"Cheng Muze."

The person who called him was Tang Luo.

The volume was not low, and it seemed a bit abrupt in the dull vehicle.

Cheng Mu glanced at Shen Jinzhi hurriedly, then raised his finger and made a silent gesture for silence.

He replied very lightly: "Are you in a hurry? Is it okay if you don't get out of the car in a hurry?"

Tang Luo glanced at the people around him, shrunk his neck as if he had done something wrong, made a downward gesture, and agreed to get out of the car.

When they arrived at the place in 5 minutes, Cheng Mu woke up everyone in the car to prevent everyone from catching a cold.

After waking up from his shoulder, Shen Jinzhi hardly reacted extraneously, it seemed naturally that their relationship should be like this.

The group finally arrived at the hotel. When passing by the front desk, the hotel said that there was a double room available and asked if they needed to change it.

In this way, Shen Jinzhi and Cheng Muze also changed to normal rooms.

Cheng Mu originally thought that Shen Jinzhi would fall asleep, but he didn't expect him to answer the phone again.

It looked like the call wasn't going to hang up anytime soon.

Cheng Mu didn't know whether he should listen or not, so he prepared to take a bath first.

At the same time, Fang Shuo has turned on the computer and imported the photos.

The theme of Fang Shuo's shooting this time is "Photographers", that is, the photographers who participated in the event.

He was particularly satisfied with two photos today, the subjects of which were Professor Shen and Cheng Muze.

Fang Shuo was looking for those two photos excitedly, when there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Wan Weiduo opened the door.

"Can I use the bathroom?"

Wan Weiduo squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Jinzhi who was standing at the door: "It's so fresh, is there any in your room?"

"Yes, he is using it." Shen Jinzhi said, "He has a little injury on his body. I want to wash it off early and give him enough rest time."

"We don't need it?" Wan Weiduo asked back.

Shen Jinzhi pushed his glasses: "I guess photographer Fang must be reviewing his own photography works, what about you—"

With that said, Shen Jinzhi lowered his eyebrows and looked at the mobile phone in Wan Weiduo's hand.

Three seconds later, the phone rang on time like an alarm clock.

Wan Weiduo glanced at the caller ID, and walked past Shen Jinzhi with a toothache.

Shen Jinzhi didn't go in directly, but stood at the door and confirmed to Fang Shuo again.

Of course, Fang Shuo didn't take this kind of trivial matter to heart, he agreed casually and continued to look for his own photos.

Finally, he found those two photos that satisfied him.

He singled out the two photos and created a new folder.

As soon as the photo was called out, Fang Shuo himself was full of praise.

Of these two photos, one is Shen Jinzhi reaching out to touch Cheng Muze's shadow, and the other is Shen Jinzhi giving something to Cheng Muze.

The original film alone has such a good effect. If it is repaired, it will definitely be even more amazing.

Fang Shuo became more and more excited, and began to zoom in on the photo to check the details.

Just when he zoomed in on Shen Jinzhi's facial expression, his moving fingers stopped suddenly.

There was a buzz in his mind, and he said to himself: "This, this expression..."

There was a regular knock on the door, which was a sign that Wan Weiduo had returned from the phone call.

Fang Shuo opened the door in panic, and dragged someone to stand in front of the computer.He was a little incoherent: "He, he, he..."

Looking at the photos on the computer, Wan Weiduo understood Fang Shuo's question, and he said calmly, "Talk slowly if you have something to say."

Fang Shuo calmed down for a long time, then lowered his voice and asked: "Professor Shen doesn't know, but you like Cheng Muze?"

Wan Weiduo smiled without saying a word, and after a while he said quietly, "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Shen Jinzhi washed in a hurry, and walked out of the bathroom after a while.

He wanted to thank him and leave, but he caught a glimpse of the photo on the computer out of the corner of his eye.

He walked a little further in, but didn't get too close to the two of them.

"Can you send me a copy of this photo?"

Fang Shuo licked his lips, struggled for a long time, and finally asked: "Mr. Shen, I always feel that there is something hidden in your eyes in this picture."

Shen Jinzhi smiled, and said frankly: "Yes, that's what you think. But it's better for me to talk to him when the time is right."

Fang Shuo immediately stood up from the stool: "I know! Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense. Without the permission of you and Mu Ze, this photo will never be released."

Shen Jinzhi nodded: "Thank you, then I'll go first."

Just as Shen Jinzhi put his hand on the doorknob, Fang Shuo's voice came from behind him.

"Mr. Shen, come on~ I think you can do it!"

Shen Jinzhi lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and said softly to Wan Weiduo: "Your cousin is much cuter than you."

Wan Weiduo let out a "hiss": "Why——"

He closed the door, blocking Wan Weiduo's chatter inside the door.

Shen Jinzhi took the elevator to the floor where he and Cheng Muze lived. As soon as the elevator door opened, he heard Cheng Muze's voice.

"I have a favorite person."

The voice came from the corridor, not close, but very clear.

Shen Jinzhi paused.

"Is it Professor Shen?" Tang Luo said, "Besides him, I really can't think of anyone else you like."

Cheng Mu wanted to deny it, but Tang Luo firmly insisted on Shen Jinzhi.

"If it's not him, you must be lying to me. Don't reject me in a hurry, give each other a chance, can't we get to know each other better?"

Cheng Mu pursed his lips, his heart sank, and he was forced to use Shen Jinzhi as a shield.

"Yes." Cheng Mu said with certainty, "I like him."

After Cheng Mu finished speaking, he worried that his words would affect Professor Shen's reputation.

So he added: "It has nothing to do with him, I am unilaterally pestering him."

Seeing that Tang Luo was a little bit convinced, he pursued the victory and continued to make up nonsense: "And I didn't like him on the first day, I went back to Jinsong just to get closer to him. Thank you for your liking, but I really can't Respond to you."

Tang Luo raised his whirling eyes, but happened to see Shen Jinzhi not far away.

Thousands of words were on the lips, and the tape got stuck in an instant: "Shen, Teacher Shen?"

Cheng Muze's head went numb when he heard this address.

His body was stagnant, every joint was as stiff as gel, and he didn't dare to look back to confirm.

The author says:

Party: Regret, in short, very regretful.

Knock on the bowl for starfish~