【Qijie】The Kingdom of Eternal Life

The photographer is an enthusiastic young man with pigtails, who twitches and twitches with his words and movements, which is somewhat funny.

How to take wedding photos, Qi Ya has no experience, and Xiao Jie has no experience.The photographer asked if he needed to go outside to shoot a series. The two inexperienced guys looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed for some reason, turned around, and denied it in unison.

The photographer seemed to feel a little regretful, but this did not prevent him from continuing to enthusiastically toss equipment in the empty room that Qi Yaqing had cleared, including gobos, softboxes, umbrellas, and tripods.It was probably because Ta explained the importance of work in detail before he came, and told him to take good photos of the wedding of the couple who had just bonded spiritually, and if the two of them disagreed, they would break up. , Seeing the handsome self and the other party on the joint certificate, maybe the old relationship will not be separated together.

I'm also curious that Ya didn't know that such nonsense was so whimsical, otherwise he might directly drag Xiaojie to strike, and go one by one to see how much water is in the minds of the high-level people in the tower.Although from another point of view, let alone the old love not to break up because of the group photo on the marriage certificate, even if a year has passed according to the content agreed in the contract, Xiaojie plans to break up with each other, he has to think hard The only way is to hold this guy down.

We've only been married for a year, what's the point of getting a divorce, don't you understand that freedom and stability of marriage come first?

这不要脸的话他当然就心里想想就算，毕竟当初拍着纸笔要当契约情人一年以后各奔东西的是他，现在心里反悔恨不得把契约偷偷藏起来或者喂疾风的也是他，即便揍The third young master of the enemy's Hakka family boasted that his skin was as thick as a city wall. He didn't know what a conscience was, and he still felt a little pain in his face.

He coughed lightly, looked back and saw Xiaojie staring at the mirror in confusion, and walked over: "Are you ready?"

Xiaojie looked up at him, his citrus-colored eyes flashed unconsciously asking for help: "Qi Ya, I don't know how to do this."

The Sentinel has keen senses. For comfort, he usually wears soft T-shirts or sweaters most of the time. He rarely wears a full suit. He also irons the clothes neatly. He is meticulous about his body and does not show any excess skin. The nightclub style with large nudity is even more itchy.The suit is a classic black. His shoulders are wide and his legs are long. His waist is designed with a little pinch. Once the lines are hugged, he looks tall and well-proportioned.It's just that a tie is hanging from the neckline of the white shirt here and there, half length and half length, which slightly destroys the strict abstinence of the picture and makes it a little more playful.

Qi Ya took off the tie: "Don't you have a suit, why don't you know how to wear a tie?"

Xiaojie grunted: "Yes, yes... But except for missions, I basically don't wear it. And it doesn't mean you have to wear a tie if you wear a suit."

Qi Ya curled up his lips helplessly and smiled, wrapped the tie in his fingers, turned up the collar for him with lowered eyes, put the tie in tightly, turned the collar back up, tidied it up, and skillfully started to tie it for him. An elegant Windsor knot.

His wrist bones are slightly protruding, and his fingers are long and thin. They are trapped in the dark blue tie and move flexibly. His knuckles are more vivid, his skin is cold and white, his nails are habitually trimmed, and there are a few gentle arcs lying on his fingertips.Xiaojie watched his movements without blinking, looked at him, raised his eyes again, stared at Qi Ya's eyelashes that became longer and longer after drooping for a while, then lowered his head and continued to look at him. Putting on a tie, he suddenly said, "Qi Ya's hands look so good."

Qi Ya paused for a while to tie his tie, and finally wound the tie from top to bottom and tightened it.

He loosened his tie and said, "Okay, let's go."

Because they were just to cope with the task of the tower, they planned to take a half-length photo for the marriage certificate at the request of the tower, so they didn't wear the wedding ring.

Well, they really didn't anyway.

The photographer moved a sofa, and the two sat side by side on the sofa, staring at the camera together.

Photographer: "..."

After reluctantly pressing the shutter a few times, the young man who pursued beauty couldn't bear it anymore, and had to tactfully gesture: "That... trouble that one."

Qiu: "..."

Xiaojie: "?? Which one?"

Photographer: "Be more intimate, this is your wedding photo."

Qiu: "..."

Xiaojie: "..."

The photographer was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Qi Ya: "How intimate?"

Xiaojie: "..."

The photographer murmured in his heart, this question was asked very well.how intimateThe intimacy of marriage...

He looked at the picture in the camera. Although the two handsome young men were sitting on the same sofa and not far from each other, they didn't look like newly married couples, and there was a sense of deliberate alienation.

Qi Ya and Xiao Jie looked at each other, and then moved closer to each other, although in the eyes of the photographer, they still had a sense of rigidity, and they did not have the harmonious intimacy that a couple should have.

When the photographer got angry, he forgot that there were two S-levels in front of him, and he forgot that Tali told him to "picture it slowly", and even more that these two were actually special union partners who were forced to put on the shelves. He rolled up his sleeves, The conductor said: "Stand up, get closer, give me a hug! Hug the waist!"

The young man suddenly put on a serious face, and for some reason there was a strong aura of "I listen to me". Xiaojie and Qi Ya had never encountered this type of photographer before. Standing up hesitantly, he did so.

"I feel better, and my expression is more natural. Forget it, Xiaojie closes his eyes, and his face can be lowered. Ah, okay, that's it."

Click.

"Third Young Master sat down, and Xiaojie hugged him from behind. That's right, you don't have to look at the camera, just be natural. Hmm? ID photo? What kind of ID photo? You guys are so good-looking and just pick one when you see it." gone."

"Come back to back, touch your shoulders, and hold a piece with your hanging hand. Hey, that's right! It's good to interlock your fingers, so I don't need to say it. Ouch, I shut up."

Click click.

"Find out how you usually get along, um, you can get a knee pillow."

"Take off your shoes, take off your coat, you can take off your socks, loosen your tie, and you can pull the neckline, and then kneel on his lap. Mmm, yes, yes, good young master, help him Waist. Look at it, yes, yes, yes, very good."

Click, click, click.

"You don't need to do anything, well, you can continue to hold hands, just look at each other."

"Come closer, yes yes yes."

"Okay, great."

The young photographer was sweating all over his body, but he didn't care to wipe it off. He held the camera with joy on his face, "This set is so good, do you mind if I make a copy of it as a personal masterpiece?"

Xiaojie and Qiya who were exhausted by his torment: "..."

The young man was full of regret: "Can't you? Forget it."

After the photographer left, Xiaojie collapsed on the carpet: "I feel more tired than last night's mission and fight."

Qi Ya sat down beside him, stretched his long legs, and lay down too, sighing deeply.

"Why sigh?"

"I thought it would be good to sit together and take a picture, but it's just on the combination certificate..."

Who knew that even though they didn't go out on location, the photographer's initial proposal of "shooting a set" was finally achieved, and the two experienced guys were so tired that they doubted their lives.

"This photographer is someone who does great things." Qi Ya sighed again.

The air was silent for a while, I don’t know who laughed first, and then, the laughter suddenly became uncontrollable, the air was happily retracted into the chest cavity, squeezed out of the trachea, and there was a short burst of collision. Intense laughter.Both of them took off their jackets and rolled on the carpet, not caring that their neatly pressed shirts would become wrinkled after such a joke, and they were both curled up laughing.Xiaojie turned sideways, put his forehead on Qi Ya's shoulder and smiled, clutching his stomach, feeling that his intestines were about to be knotted.He felt that Qi Ya was also laughing, his chest trembled slightly, and even his shoulders trembled slightly.The dark blue shirt was open a few times, and the silver-white tie was half-opened, hanging on the neck to reveal a beautiful Adam's apple that rolled up and down slightly, and the shirt drew two pleat lines, which outlined sharp and beautiful lines.

In the end, both of them barely finished laughing. Qi Ya exhaled forcefully, rubbed his hair, turned sideways to look at Xiaojie, and stretched out his hand to straighten the hem of his shirt that was so messed up that his waistline was exposed a little. , then got up, with Yu Mo's smile still in his voice: "Change your clothes, let's go out to eat."

Xiaojie responded, and still lying on the ground, he rubbed his stomach, which was almost cramp, with one hand, and then touched his chest.

He felt a heart inside, beating fiercely and longingly.

He closed his eyes, and his keen sense of hearing showed him another vast world.

The sound of thud, thud, seemed to be slowly overlapping with another heartbeat that was going away.

TBC