reverse trapping

Cheng Mu woke up in Shen Jinzhi's arms.

He only moved once, and Shen Jinzhi opened his eyes without giving him any buffer time.

Shen Jinzhi's brows and eyes were sharp by nature, but when they were reflected in Cheng Muze's eyes unadjusted, they were tinged with a sense of coldness and strangeness.

The moment they looked at each other, Cheng Mu lost his mind and subconsciously asked, "Aren't you... going for a morning run?"

Shen Jinzhi didn't say a word, his eyes instantly covered with worry.

Cheng Mu understood that he was still worried.

He took advantage of the opportunity to rub against Shen Jinzhi's arms: "Maybe I'm stronger than you imagined. People don't make any progress after three years. It really doesn't need to be like this."

Shen Jinzhi patted him on the back, and asked hoarsely: "Will it be like this before?"

Cheng Mu finished making up all the ambiguous words, and suddenly there was a hard to ignore force on his back: "Tell the truth."

Being seen through before the start, Cheng Mu let go of the words stuck in his throat, and had to admit: "It's actually okay, there are not many thunderstorms in the north, and I often go out during the time I return to Jinsong. Show up very rarely."

Shen Jinzhi paused for a long time before saying in a deep voice, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Cheng Mu blinked steadily: "What are you talking about, how hypocritical."

Shen Jinzhi closed his eyes, put his palm through the side of Cheng Muze's neck, and pulled him into his arms.

"Asha."

A deep voice came from the chest accompanied by the sound of the heartbeat, pressing down on Cheng Muze's heart clearly.

"Can you rely on me a little more?"

Cheng Mu didn't understand what aspect of dependence Shen Jinzhi was referring to, but he still nodded.

Across the wall, the alarm clock rang on time.

Cheng Mu couldn't listen to that urging, and his body was about to move.

Shen Jinzhi let go of his strength and discussed with him: "I have something to do this morning. I have to go to school. It should take me all morning, okay?"

Hearing Shen Jinzhi's inquiry, Cheng Mu responded in a daze: "Oh. Then I'll go to the studio."

Shen Jinzhi let go of his hand completely.

Cheng Mu pointed to the next door: "Then I'll turn off the alarm clock first."

The sound of footsteps rubbing against the ground gradually faded away, Shen Jinzhi stretched out his hand to the still warm bed beside him, feeling the remaining warmth of Cheng Muze.

With a plan, Cheng Mu quickly cleaned up.

He probed into the room: "Senior, are you alright?"

Seeing that there was no response, Cheng Mu approached the master bedroom and asked again.

Standing in front of the mirror, Shen Jinzhi simply put down his hands, "If you're in a hurry, why don't you help me?"

Cheng Mu didn't think much, and walked in directly.

He scanned Shen Jinzhi's outfit up and down, and chose a dark gold tie clip.

Cheng Mu grabbed Shen Jinzhi's shirt, lightly brushed the other's chest with his fingertips through the material, and fixed the tie properly.

After wearing it, Shen Jinzhi didn't move.

"I'm wearing it wrong?" Cheng Mu moved his eyes hesitantly, "Or you don't like it?"

Shen Jinzhi stroked the thin chain on the tie clip, and said softly, "I like it."

In the mirror, Shen Jinzhi bent slightly, approached Cheng Muze's ear, and whispered, "I like it very much."

There are some hints in the soft words.

The scene of normally wearing the tie clip for Shen Jinzhi suddenly stretched out his hand to him with teeth and claws.

Cheng Mu straightened Shen Jinzhi's body in a panic, and withdrew his hand as if it was hot: "I see."

He turned around, pressed his heart and walked away quickly.

Behind him, Shen Jinzhi's voice chased his heartbeat, "Axia, wait for me."

After having breakfast with Shen Jinzhi at school, Cheng Mu went to the studio.

He just turned on the computer when the wind chime at the door vibrated.

Fang Shuo was as enthusiastic as ever, and the two chatted enthusiastically, and somehow the topic turned around Shen Jinzhi.

He asked Cheng Muze gossipingly, "By the way, are you and Mr. Shen..."

Although it is not clear who disclosed the news to Fang Shuo, Cheng Mu really did not intend to hide it from him, and the other party admitted it after asking.

Fang Shuo became visibly happy: "Congratulations."

Cheng Mu asked suspiciously, "Why don't you seem surprised at all?"

"Mr. Shen's eyes are growing on you soon, and I knew you two must have something to do."

Cheng Mu was a little at a loss: "Really?"

"That's right." Fang Shuo gave a "tsk", "Wait a minute."

He turned on the computer and called up a photo to Cheng Muze: "Look at this look, this movement, isn't it obvious?"

After identifying the background of the photo, Cheng Mu asked, "This is, the time you went to Lingcheng to shoot?"

"Yes."

Fang Shuo turned to the next one.

In the photo, Shen Jinzhi is holding his shadow quietly.

The photos vividly record the desire for restraint. On the surface, it seems that the scale is precisely controlled, but in fact, the enthusiasm has long been overflowing under the cover.

Only now did he understand the meaning in Shen Jinzhi's eyes at that time.

If it weren't for the camera to record the scene at that time, he probably would never have discovered the love that had been covered up.

Fang Shuo let out a long "hmm": "You and Mr. Shen are finally married, can I take this photo..."

Cheng Mu understood what he meant, and completed his words: "Participate in the selection?"

"Yes." Fang Shuo nodded again and again, "It would be a pity not to send out this group of photos."

Cheng Mu thought for a moment, and answered Fang Shuo: "It doesn't matter what I do, but he is a university teacher after all..."

Fang Shuo understood immediately, and he quickly said, "It's because I didn't think carefully."

He directly skipped the topic just now: "In the group that went to Lingcheng last time, someone took a good photo. She used that photo to participate in a fair competition, and now all the award certificates have come down."

Cheng Mu was still immersed in the loneliness of having to hide his relationship with Shen Jin, so he just echoed: "It's pretty good."

Fang Shuo continued: "Then how about we strike while the iron is hot and organize another round?"

After hesitating for a long time, Cheng Mu still shook his head: "Let's wait for now."

As he spoke, he abruptly stopped changing the subject: "How's the filming going?"

Fang Shuo naturally followed his words: "It's okay, do you want to take a look?"

The two sat around in front of the computer and began to communicate with each other.

After seeing Fang Shuo's photo, Cheng Mu felt envious.

Originally, he could do the same.

Time passed faster than expected, and Shen Jinzhi was almost busy at this time.

After saying goodbye to Fang Shuo, Cheng Mu left the studio and entered the campus.

Before leaving, he took away a lens suitable for shooting portraits.

Shen Jinzhi drove him home with him.

In the car, Cheng Muze's mind was full of the images in Fang Shuo's two photos.

He chatted: "Fang Shuo showed me a set of photos in the morning. It was the scene of the two of us at the top of Lingcheng Mountain last time. It was pretty nice."

"Ah."

"It's really beautiful." Cheng Mu said regretfully, "I forgot to make a copy to show you, wait for the next time."

Shen Jinzhi asked: "Is it because the photo itself is good-looking, or the people in the photo are good-looking?"

Cheng Mu said without hesitation: "Of course they all look good."

Shen Jinzhi glanced at the mobile phone beside him: "I also have two photos in the photo album of my mobile phone, do you want to take a look at the big photographer?"

Cheng Mu picked up the phone curiously, and the screen unlocked automatically as soon as his finger touched the fingerprint recognition button.

He froze for a moment: "Senior, the fingerprint unlocking function of your phone seems to be broken."

Shen Jinzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why would you rather suspect that the phone is broken than think that I entered your fingerprint information in advance?"

Cheng Mu insisted, "Fingerprints are not passwords."

"Of course I did it while you were asleep." Shen Jinzhi turned around at the fork in the road, "I did a lot of things while you were asleep, do you want to hear it?"

Cheng Mu was dumb, his thoughts flying wild for a moment.

"Just kidding." Shen Jinzhi smiled lightly, "Look at the photo album on the top of the phone."

Cheng Mu came back to his senses and found the photo album.

After clicking on the photo album, Cheng Mu was silent.

Fang Shuo's two photos with strong tones are lying at the front of the album.

Before Cheng Mu had time to think about how these two photos were in Shen Jinzhi's photo album, his eyes accidentally caught sight of the dozen or so photos that followed.

It was all him.

Cheng Mu accidentally opened one.

They were all secretly photographed, and they were taken in the classrooms of Tianjin University.

"you--"

"I didn't take the picture." Shen Jinzhi explained without squinting, "I saw it in the circle of friends of the students."

Shen Jinzhi smiled helplessly: "Sleeping like a little tabby cat, I don't even know that I've been secretly photographed so many times."

The photos were taken from different angles, which means they were not taken by the same person.

Cheng Mu suddenly remembered something.

When Tianjin University started school, Qin Yi's class asked to add Shen Jinzhi's WeChat in a centralized manner. At that time, Qin Yi complained about this strange incident.

Looking at the photo in his hand, Cheng Mu seemed to have figured it out.

He verified his conjecture to Shen Jinzhi: "Did you ask the students to add you on WeChat after you saw them taking pictures of me, in order to find the photos they posted in Moments? Also, is it because you follow the confession wall account? this?"

Shen Jinzhi didn't speak, and drove into the parking lot downstairs.

Cheng Mu licked his lips, embarrassed by his self-indulgence: "I'm talking nonsense——"

"Yes."

Shen Jinzhi stopped the car, pulled off the seat belt, and admitted frankly: "I am just for your photo."

Cheng Mu was slightly startled, and his heart skipped a beat.

Only then did he realize that after being together for so long, they hadn't taken a group photo yet.

He turned on the screen of Shen Jinzhi's phone again, and called up the camera's Selfie function.

As soon as the camera framed his body, he passed the phone to Shen Jinzhi: "Senior, let's take a group photo."

Shen Jinzhi paused and took the phone.

Looking at Shen Jinzhi in the camera, Cheng Mu raised his fingertips to poke the corner of his lips, and raised them slightly.

"Smile."

Shen Jinzhi pulled Cheng Muze without saying a word.

Cheng Mu was unsteady and kissed Shen Jinzhi's face unexpectedly.

Shen Jinzhi raised a triumphant smile: "The effect will be outstanding if you do this, understand?"

There was a "click", and the photo recorded this moment.

After taking pictures, the two went upstairs.

Cheng Mu lied that he wanted to take a lunch break, so he walked into the room alone.

As a photographer, he can't even use the front camera of his mobile phone to take a photo with someone he likes. It would be a lie to say that he is not sad.

Cheng Mu quietly took out the lens he brought back from the store and replaced it on the camera.

There are several portrait photography works on the table, which are "props" prepared by Cheng Muze.

It’s been a long time since he tried to shoot portraits last time. This time, he thought of a new way—replacing people with portrait photography.

After all, the essence of photographic works is "things", perhaps he can try to use this method to desensitize.

Cheng Mu took off the lens cover, his knuckles stiff with tension.

Time seems to go back to when he picked up the camera for the first time after being discharged from the hospital three years ago.

It is obviously the most familiar process, but Cheng Mu is so unfamiliar that he has to pause and think about the next step every time he does it.

He raised the lens to test the light, and the moment the lens captured the figure, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

The shaking was so severe that he could hardly grasp the camera in his hand.

He went to the hospital immediately, but no symptoms were found.

Cheng Mu didn't believe in evil, and finally collapsed after several inspections and attempts.

And this time, it's still the same.

Even just a photo of a portrait is enough to arouse the strange rejection and fear in his heart.

Cheng Mu lay down on the ground dejectedly, the camera was so heavy on his ribs that he couldn't breathe.

He raised his hand, trembling to cover his eyes, tears still streaming down the corners of his eyes.

The teardrops hit the floor drop by drop, telling the wordless sadness.

"In the end what happened……"

Suddenly, a burst of warmth covered his trembling palms.

Cheng Mu moved his hand away in astonishment, and his red eyes, which had endured so much, fell into Shen Jinzhi's sight defenselessly.

He hurriedly got up, the camera fell heavily on his neck, preventing him from fully raising his head.

Did Shen Jinzhi see it?

Looking at each other silently, Shen Jinzhi spoke first: "You can't continue your previous work, is it also related to amnesia?"

Cheng Muze's eyes dimmed a little. He intended to confess, but he didn't expect to be in such a scene.

He reluctantly admitted: "I ruled out other possibilities, this is the last one."

Shen Jinzhi took a breath slowly, but the depression was not relieved by the arrival of fresh air: "So, this is also one of the reasons why you have to think about the past no matter what?"

Cheng Mu nodded.

Shen Jinzhi stopped asking.

He is very clear about the significance of portrait photography to Cheng Muze.

Even though the cost of restoring memory is unpredictable, if he can no longer point the camera at others, Cheng Mu may not be able to be truly happy in his life.

If he is doomed to be bleeding, his only choice is to stand in front of Cheng Muze and minimize the damage as much as possible.

Shen Jinzhi tightened his grip on Cheng Muze: "Ah Xia, let me help you."