Jiang Chengyu strictly followed the doctor's orders and reserved a private room in a vegetarian restaurant. When Lin Chengbu and Yuan Wu arrived, he was already sitting in the private room, yawning and looking at the menu.

Lin Chengbu wasn't interested in vegetarian dishes, but he was in a really good mood today. He didn't protest Jiang Chengyu, he just said, "I will order food that tastes like meat in a while."

"Well," Jiang Chengyu threw a menu in front of Yuan Wu, "Xiao Wu, let's see what you want to eat."

"It's all right," Yuan Wu casually flipped a few pages and gave Lin Chengbu the menu, "I don't get tired of eating instant noodles for a month."

"Then I'll call the shots," Jiang Chengyu said. "It's been a long time since we ate together, let's drink some bars?"

"Don't drink, drive," Lin Chengbu said, "and I can't drink now."

"That's right," Jiang Chengyu smiled, "Let's drink, and then you send me back first, and then send Yuan Wu back."

Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue.

After the dishes were served, Jiang Chengyu asked him to bring a few bottles of beer, but he didn't ask for any other wine.

"What good wine do you think you can drink?" Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

"I'm mainly afraid that you will be greedy, it's pitiful," Jiang Chengyu said, turning to look at Yuan Wu again, "What do you want to drink to find this one, right? Xiaowu."

Yuan Wu took a chopstick of the dish, smiled and said nothing.

"Are you planning to come back?" Jiang Chengyu asked, "When?"

"Well, let's go back," Yuan Wu thought for a while, "When do you think it's appropriate?"

Jiang Chengyu put down his chopsticks, took the cup and touched the Yuanwu cup: "Tonight."

"Nerve," Lin Chengbu laughed, "it's so urgent."

"Can I not be in a hurry," Jiang Chengyu said, "I just want to take him to No. 18 after dinner."

"I haven't touched it for a long time," Yuan Wu said, "I feel like my hands are swollen. I'll look for a few days later."

"Well, you set the time," Jiang Chengyu took out his phone and looked at the calendar, "You definitely won't just go back like this when you go back. You have to advertise for a show anyway."

Yuan Wu glanced at him and said nothing.

"How to do it?" Lin Chengbu looked at him, "Take an artistic photo and get a roll-up pestle at the door?"

"...I did this, believe it or not, Yuan Wu will beat me up and do it in another bar," Jiang Chengyu said, "Can you be a little more creative?"

"Let's think about it." Lin Chengbu ate two mouthfuls of vegetables, frowning and fell into thought.

Jiang Chengyu and Yuan Wu were chatting casually while eating and drinking, but he didn't listen carefully, and kept thinking about how to play Yuan Wu's comeback advertisement.

But today, I don't know if I'm too excited or if it's really sticky.

A little anxious, in such an important part of Yuan Wu's reappearance in the arena, he was actually unable to do his best, thinking about it was very depressing.

"I'm thinking, the public accounts must be advertised, using photos, but not ordinary photos, they have to be a little..." Jiang Chengyu said while eating, "Artistic, after all, the purpose of No. 18 is to show you the best. forced."

"Silhouette?" Lin Chengbu finally jumped out of washing, cutting and blowing, and continued.

Jiang Chengyu paused and pointed at him: "This idea works."

Lin Chengbu breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of soup happily.

"The design can let the artist think about it, but what kind of silhouette should be used?" Jiang Chengyu frowned.

"I think so," Lin Chengbu felt that he had suddenly opened up the seven meridians and eight meridians, and at this moment, his inspirations burst into a small fountain, "Well, make it a little more mysterious, you don't need to say the name, just pick the silhouette. With a little braid, and a few signature moves of Yuanwu, his old fans will definitely be able to see it at a glance..."

"Hey, not bad," Jiang Chengyu looked at him with his chin up, "Is the photo taken now?"

"No," Yuan Wu said aside, "It's annoying and stupid."

"I... have the photos," Lin Chengbu looked at Yuan Wu with a little embarrassment, "There are many."

Jiang Chengyu suddenly laughed: "Yes, I forgot your inventory. You must have a lot there, so I almost went to the toilet to take pictures."

After dinner, a general discussion was made about the promotion of Yuan Wu's return to Jianghu, and Jiang Chengyu pondered the details.

Yuan Wu had more than two years of vacancy and isolation from the world, but he did not raise any objection to such a high-profile and eye-catching way of returning, which made Lin Chengbu feel very gratified.

In the past, Yuan Wu was a flamboyant person, at least on the surface. After wrapping himself up, he didn't care about his vision or discussion. Maybe after smashing the past that troubled him... He would be more unrestrained...

Thinking of this, Lin Chengbu was a little worried. Yuan Wu was already very attractive in the past, and now if a few more rivals pop up from the fans, he is a little worried that he will not be able to kill them.

After coming out of the hotel, Lin Chengbu was thinking about sending Jiang Chengyu back to No. 18 first, but this guy got into his car directly.

"Are you driving under the influence of alcohol?" Lin Chengbu scratched at the car window.

"There are no people on this road, so I drank two bottles of beer altogether." Jiang Chengyu started the car.

"No," Lin Chengbu frowned, "I'll take it off for you, drunk driving is dangerous."

"I'll drive slowly," Jiang Chengyu said, "don't worry about a bad citizen like me, send Yuan Wu to you."

"I'm a good citizen who is very worried," Lin Chengbu reached in and pulled out his car key, "Get in my car, or I'll call the police."

"...Fuck," Jiang Chengyu got out of the car a little helplessly, "I'm giving you a chance to be alone, I don't appreciate it."

"You don't have to compare yourself to me." Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

"Hey, then I have to pick up the car tomorrow..." Jiang Cheng was still very reluctant.

"You have so many younger brothers," Yuan Wu leaned on Lin Cheng's scooter, "I haven't seen you pick up the car yourself, you should ask someone to drive you today."

"I'm a good boss and never bully employees." Jiang Chengyu had to get into Lin Chengbu's car.

After sending Jiang Chengyu back to the 18th, Lin Chengbu drove the car to take Yuan Wu home. He is no longer in physical condition, and he doesn't need Yuan Wu to accompany him to take care of himself. Stay a little longer in the afternoon.

"When are you going to be back on the 18th?" he asked.

"I don't know," Yuan Wu leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes, "I don't know how long it will take for me to regain my senses. I almost can't remember what I was like."

"I remember clearly," Lin Chengbu said immediately, and suddenly added tactfully, "I have a video there..."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu half-squinted and turned to look at him, "What video?"

"Your bartending video," Lin Chengbu said, "I recorded a lot... It's not that I'm a pervert. There are quite a lot of people who recorded it, so I just recorded it together."

"Oh," Yuan Wu smiled, "Why record this?"

Because watching it only a few times a week wasn't enough, Lin Chengbu was about to speak when Yuan Wu went on to say, "Are you looking at Lu?"

Lin Chengbu almost choked, and opened his mouth three times before he could speak: "I never slap while watching."

"Have you finished reading it?" Yuan Wu took a piece of chocolate from the restaurant from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"No," Lin Chengbu gave him a sideways look, "When I masturbate, I usually have to let go of my imagination and go through various poses. After reading it, the masturbation will limit the breadth of my thoughts."

Yuan Wu didn't say anything, just looked at the person in front of him and laughed for a long time.

Before Yuan Wu, he knew that Lin Chengbu took pictures of him, and he used a very good-looking camera, but he didn't pay attention to Lin Chengbu at that time, except that he knew that there was such a person, that Jiang Chengyu liked him a lot, and he also knew He likes nothing but himself.

So when he saw that there were more than 8,000 photos about him on Lin Chengbu's computer, he was stunned in front of the computer.

"I deleted some of the bad shots," Lin Chengbu explained next to him, "If it doesn't take up too much space, the ones left are very handsome..."

"If you don't know, just look at these photos of you," Yuan Wu turned to look at him, "I think you are a pervert."

"So I didn't let others see it, I just let you see it," Lin Chengbu pulled up a chair and sat next to him, "You know I'm not a pervert, I'm a heavenly father."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu smiled.

The photos were all well taken. Yuan Wu o'clock opened and watched them one by one. To be honest, Lin Chengbu is not a person with any artistic skills, but these photos are quite good.

It's the most arrogant photoshoot among the cooks.

"Have you studied photography?" Yuan Wu asked.

"No," Lin Chengbu said, "Just when I bought the camera, the boss gave me a disk with some tricks in it, especially the simple ones, so I just shoot it, you don't know, just In order to get these photos, I also changed a computer, I usually don't use a computer very much..."

"Why?" Yuan Wu continued to point photos one by one.

"Some of the shots I thought were very good, so I just wanted to do post-production. As a result, the computer couldn't open the raw format, so I had to use special software. After a long time, I found that my computer system was too outdated to install the software. I think Let's upgrade the system, but it said that it only supports 64-bit, and finally I can only buy a new one..."

Yuan Wu looked at him and said nothing, and after a while, he reached out and touched his face: "You are really busy."

"Well, it's all over the place." Lin Chengbu nodded.

Yuan Wu didn't talk much after that. If Lin Chengbu's feelings for him were abstracted during this period of time, then the photos in front of him made him intuitively see him in Lin Chengbu's heart for the first time. amount.

He could see every angle, every expression, every movement of himself in Lin Chengbu's eyes.

Although these are not necessarily the real self, Lin Chengbu didn't care, and took all the orders. Like he said, maybe he really didn't need any reason.

Loving someone is different from liking a thing.

"How about this one?" Lin Chengbu pointed his finger at the screen from the side, "Your signature move, even if I'm blind, I can tell it's you."

"I opened my eyes to you." Yuan Wu glanced at him a little funny.

"Heavenly Father, you don't need to open your eyes," Lin Chengbu said, "I think I took this picture very well, and the background is very clean, the silhouettes are so clear, it's so handsome, it explodes into the sky. All monkeys."

Yuan Wu didn't speak and looked at the photo.

Lin Chengbu didn't know if Yuan Wu had any special thoughts on this move, and whether it was a signature move, but it was one he liked very much.

At the end of the performance, he used to throw the bottle from his left hand to his right hand, and then smashed it on the bar after turning a few flowers.

He took the photo at this moment, with his face lowered and his arms raised, the bottle in his hand turned a blur of light and shadow, a thick yellow warm light shot down from behind him, and half of Yuan Wu's face was hidden in gray. In the shadows, it looks cool and handsome.

For a long time, Lin Chengbu used this photo as his mobile phone desktop.

"How is it?" he asked Yuan Wu.

"Well," Yuan Wu nodded, "I see myself as handsome in everything, and others have to choose the photos."

"Then get a few more pictures and let Jiang Chengyu pick them up," Lin Chengbu said, "I can't represent others anymore, I see you now as more unreal than you see yourself, just your hair was messy and beard stubble a while ago. I think they are handsome."

"You mouth," Yuan Wu clicked his tongue: "Then you can figure it out."

"Look at it slowly," Lin Chengbu said, "I haven't read all the photos from start to finish for a long time. I'll review them today."

In addition to the photos, there are more than 100 videos. After Yuan Wu watched all the "Yuan Wu in the eyes of Lin Chengbu", three hours had passed.

"Come on, my waist..." He just wanted to raise his hand and stretch his waist, when his waist felt sore.

"You've been sitting with your waist twisted," Lin Chengbu hesitated for a while, "Why don't you lie on the bed and I'll pinch you?"

"You know?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Pinch it, you can pinch it sour, as long as you don't mess around, you'll be comfortable," Lin Chengbu said, rubbing his hands, "I tell you, no one else has enjoyed it except my mother."

"Okay." Yuan Wu stood up.

When entering the bedroom, Yuan Wu saw that the sheets and pillowcases on the bed had been changed, and when he lay down, he asked, "I changed the sheets, is it dirty?"

"...It's time to change!" Lin Chengbu was a little annoyed, "Are you usually holding back when you don't like to talk, and you will break it when you touch me."

Yuan Wu hugged the pillow and cushioned it: "I don't know why, but I think it's more interesting to bully you than to bully others. You're quite a big person, and you usually look quite mature, but when you tease you, you look like a child."

"I'm essentially an innocent child," Lin Cheng stepped onto the bed, stepped over Yuan Wu's body, and sat on his lap, "Am I sinking?"

"It's okay, it's within my tolerance." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu rubbed his hands and stared at Yuan Wuhou's back.

When Yuan Wu was lying down, he raised his hand, and the waist was exposed.

Very nice waistline.

Lin Chengbu raised his hand for a long time without falling down. A lot of pictures of Yuan Wu flashed in his mind, and he was suddenly in a trance. Finally, he stretched out a finger and poked Yuan Wu on the waist.

"Hey," Yuan Wu twisted abruptly, "Aren't you childish and tickling?"

"I just... want to poke." Lin Chengbu himself didn't know why he came to do this, and while he was talking, he poked Yuan Wu's waist again.

Yuan Wu slapped him on the arm without hesitation: "I don't want to pinch it!"

"Pinch pinching," Lin Chengbu hurriedly pushed his clothes up and pinched behind his waist, "Is this enough?"

"You can push harder," Yuan Wu leaned on the pillow and closed his eyes, "Are you really sick? Don't squeeze halfway and faint."

"Okay, if it's not good, you won't be tired and faint if you squeeze your back." Lin Chengbu said with a smile.

If you want to faint, it is also caused by nosebleeds and excessive blood loss.

Or overexcited.

The weather is cold, and Yuan Wu's skin is a little cold.

Lin Chengbu's hand was very hot. When he put his palm on Yuan Wu's waist, Yuan Wu's eyes opened a slit: "Do you have a fever?"

"...No," Lin Chengbu felt a little embarrassed, and quickly picked up his hand again, pushing his knuckles against his back and pulling down along the fossa of his spine, "I have a self-heating constitution."

"Hey, it's so comfortable," Yuan Wu said. "Two more times."

"Yeah." Lin Chengbu slowly shaved again.

Yuan Wu's vertebral fossa was very straight, and it was concave inward at the back of the waist. It was a very sexy isolation. When Lin Chengbu's hand scraped here, he stopped and used his fingertips to gently hook through the depression.

Yuan Wu moved, but did not open his eyes.

Lin Chengbu froze for a while, feeling that the back pinching was about to stop. This posture of kneeling on Yuan Wu's lap easily made him have countless associations.

Every frame is filled with wild hunger.

For the first time, Lin Chengbu deeply realized how excited young people are.

"Tired?" Yuan Wu asked with his eyes closed.

"No." Lin Chengbu replied.

How could he be tired? This is the moment when he is full of power, and the power that comes out of his eyes can set the house on fire.

"Get up," Yuan Wu said, "he is just recovering from a serious illness."

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word, propped up the bed with one arm, and his gaze was burning inch by inch on Yuan Wu's bare back.

When Yuan Wu wanted to push him away to get up, he grabbed Yuan Wu's shoulder, lowered his head and blew lightly on his spine.

Yuan Wu's movements paused and stopped.

Lin Chengbu blew lightly, from Rang down, against his skin and all the way to his lower back.

Yuan Wu didn't move, just lay quietly on the pillow and closed his eyes.

Lin Chengbu could smell the scent on Yuan Wu's body, the familiar scent that he had longed for for so many years that he could finally get a little closer.

Perhaps because the time was too long, this breath had turned into a signal in Lin Chengbu's mind.

Buttons that make him obsessed and crazy.

He closed his eyes, the tip of his nose pressed against Yuan Wu's waist fossa, and after a while, the tip of his tongue touched his skin and slid up and down his spine in a slippery way.

Lin Chengbu felt that his hearing was particularly sensitive at this time. When the tip of his tongue stopped between Yuan Wu's shoulder blades, he heard Yuan Wu's breathing tighten slightly.

He grabbed the hem of his clothes, took off his shirt, and put it tightly on Yuan Wuhou's back.

Yuan Wu, who had not moved the whole time, raised his arm and touched his waist with his backhand, then slid into his trousers and grabbed a hand on his butt: "If you have a stomachache in the middle, I will slap you."