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In the most avant-garde and most secular environment in China, I hide carefully, but you know, there are two things that cannot be hidden at all, sneezing and poverty.

Alain was aware of my situation, he told me he was sorry, the nature of his work put me in such a troublesome situation, and then he offered, as compensation, I could be his assistant, so that every time I go to him in a legitimate way All expenses can be covered by him.

I agreed, and I thought it was a good way. Since then, I have seen him almost every week. I have participated in every link from clothing design to the operation of the entire brand. I have met everyone he met, and everyone he went to I have been to all places. When I entered St. Maarten, I already felt that the world opened up to me. Since I was with Alain so often, I really felt that I entered the fashion industry. The world is layered in front of your eyes. I still remember the shock of opening it.

Alain is a super energetic person, as much as he loves work, he enjoys life as much.Sometimes I held a meeting in Paris the night before to discuss the design direction of the new season until midnight, and then took me directly to the Canary Islands in Spain to fly to the Canary Islands in a helicopter, just in time to see the sunrise on the sea... There are too many things like this , he is simply a lunatic.

In the beginning, my design was often scolded by him as shit. He said, are you designing with your brain?No, you have to use your body.

He said that design does not only exist in the brain, design exists in every pore of your body, do not analyze and presuppose various logics, but feel and see everything in this world, good and bad, beautiful and dilapidated, even happiness With war, only when you are close enough to this world can you have works with enough connotation.

In the summer of the first year, he did not ask me to enter the company for an internship, but gave me a lot of money to see the world, so I set off from Paris, passed through Spain, went to Morocco, the Spanish Sahara, passed through Algeria, then to Tunisia, Egypt, and around the Mediterranean to Israel, Turkey, Armenia, and finally back to France through Italy.

This grand tour allowed me to see thousands of human life styles, various cultures, conflicts, and tolerance. All the observations and feelings along the way are richer than the previous twenty years of life experience combined.

This is what he gave me. He used his way to infinitely magnify my senses. What he taught me was not at all the ones in the design school books. He was a practicer and a hedonist.

This kind of enjoyment does not simply refer to indulging in extravagant life. He loves all extreme things. For a sip of the best beer, he can drive to a monastery in the suburbs of Prague and drink limited brewed beer that is only available after 4 pm. In order to achieve the effect he wanted, the craftsmen of the workshop could rush to work overnight, embroidering hundreds of broken diamonds on a custom-made dress...

He influenced me a lot, his way of doing things, his unconstrained creativity, and his unconstrained heart. When I found out that I fell in love with him, I was not shocked, as if everything should be like this.

Before everything happened, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like when everything happened. He and I are two completely different individuals with completely different life trajectories. If you recall carefully, you may be able to discover how these follow-ups came step by step, but Those are all appearances, how a person got to your heart is hard to trace.

To me, he is not just as simple as I like him. He changes me, makes me more loyal to myself, completely opens myself, and lets me get rid of distracting thoughts. This is more meaning than love.

In a way, I am also a piece of his work.

My behavior and style are becoming more and more like him, my aesthetics, people and things are all the same as his, and I have become an alcoholic like him.

He gave and taught me everything without hesitation, but he didn't respond to the love I expressed. I was very frustrated about this, but I felt that I was not equal to him at all, and it was natural for him to reject me.

But gradually, when I found that I couldn't fall in love with other people, I really started to panic.His genius, his vision, his unbridled heart, and his unreserved professor have already formed a barrier, separating me from other people, and I can no longer feel other people at all.

After graduating from St. Maarten, I joined Unique as a matter of course. At that time, he said that the brand he had devoted himself to for more than ten years was too far away from young people, and he wanted me to make changes.

I really want to prove myself, I was taught by him, and I want to be his pride one day.

Facts have proved that both his choice and my works were successful, and gradually, I felt a subtle change in his attitude towards me. I don’t know if that counts as a little liking.

Later, he often stayed in my apartment in Paris, the little one I rented when I first went to Paris, he liked it, and I never moved again, and lived there until I left.

He said that the old house looked like the one in "Dream of Paris". In fact, there are many rooms like this in Paris. Once he asked me to dress up as Eva Green's Venus on a whim, and I refused to die... That room The house holds many memories.

Until his death, he didn't explicitly tell me that he liked me.

I always feel that there is no need to know the answer so urgently, one day he will tell me himself, but I didn't expect to wait until this day.

He lived so freely in this life, and even died more violently than others, which was considered his wish. "

Zhou Mingfei stopped, his face turned red while talking and drinking, his eyes were sad.

After hearing all this, Jiaer had mixed feelings in his heart. He looked at Zhou Mingfei across the table. He thought of more possibilities that Zhou Mingfei hadn't mentioned, and continued to ask, "What about me, why did you leave me here?" Beside? Why me?"

Zhou Mingfei's eyes were red and his face was full of tiredness. He said, "This is another story, if you want to know..."

"I think."

Zhou Mingfei said, "You are very much like me nine years ago, pure, sensitive, and direct."

"so?"

"I want you by my side and I want to give you my all."

Cal slowly expressed the deepest despair in his heart, "So after Alain died, you made yourself into him, didn't you? You hoped for another you, and I happened to appear."

Zhou Mingfei was silent.

Jiaer felt his heart twist into a ball, the pain slowly expanded from his chest, and he was speechless.

"I'm not reconciled. I live myself as him and treat you the way he used to treat me. I think I can know whether he has ever liked me or not." Zhou Mingfei seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength.

Jiaer was already numb, pulling the corners of his mouth, "I understand," he stared at Zhou Mingfei closely, every word was very clear, "It's great, I'm not alone, you and me, now we are both puppet."

Zhou Mingfei smiled wryly at himself, and said in a hoarse voice, "Jiaer, you know now, you have seen how heartless I am now, you can go before it's too late."

Jiaer Teng stood up suddenly, his hands clasped tightly, the Ducati car keys on the table seemed to be a huge irony, Jiaer turned and went out, rushed downstairs, rushed out of the corridor and couldn't bear it any longer. Couldn't help but squatted down on the ground, tears streaming down my face

What a jerk this man is!Jia Er clenched his teeth, not allowing himself to make a sound, tears streaming down his face, and Zhou Mingfei who confessed completely, every word became a sharp sword.

But why, there is no way to hate him, Jiaer has lost his reason, but that intuition dragged him so that he couldn't leave here, thinking of Zhou Mingfei, his whole body ached.

After an unknown amount of time, Cal, who had calmed down, stood up, turned around and opened the gate, and walked into the stairs again.

Zhou Mingfei was still sitting blankly at the table in the restaurant. The bottle of whiskey in front of him had already run out. When he saw Jiaer who walked in again, he froze and stared at him with disbelief.

Jia Er's eyes were red and swollen like peaches, he walked slowly in front of Zhou Mingfei, "You bastard, does what you said count?"

Zhou Mingfei raised his eyes and looked at him, seeming to have doubts.

Jiaer said softly, "You said, I am your choice, you said, I will stay by your side, don't go anywhere, and you said, go back to Linhai with you...does that count?"

"Forget it." Zhou Mingfei's eyes were also red.

"You let me go, where can I go..." Before Jia Er could finish speaking, Zhou Mingfei hugged him tightly, kissing him with tears mixed, it was so salty.

"What... what happened to Jiang Rusi?" Jiaer suddenly remembered, and muttered again.

Zhou Mingfei smiled, "I helped him when he first debuted. Paris, London, and Milan Fashion Weeks all have resources that allow him to go to some better platforms. He thought I helped him because I like him. , After he found out about Alain, he couldn't be reconciled... Hey, don't keep talking about other men, right?"

Jiaer also smiled with swollen eyes, "Okay, don't talk about others, then talk about me."

"You, the first time I saw you, you rushed out of a large group of people and asked me questions, I seemed to see the daffodil boy in Greek mythology, clean and clear, I should remember you from then on It's gone." Zhou Mingfei said in a low and gentle voice.

"You just don't admit it. You fell in love with me at first sight. After the big show, I ran to find you, but you ignored me..."

"Yes, yes, you are right." Zhou Mingfei stroked Jiaer's back, pampering him infinitely.

……

I didn't know how to sleep that night, and it was already past afternoon when I woke up the next day.