Jiang and Wen's eighteen years were really miserable.
He accidentally came out as gay, causing his parents to die in a car accident. What's even more sad is that he discovered that the sweetheart he had always had a crush on was actually homophobic...
Jiang and Wen thought that they were too unlucky in this life and could live casually, so they went to the Dark Light Club to report and planned to sell themselves to bury their father.
Who knew that before he stepped into the nightclub and officially took up the job, he would meet his first customer and get a long-term contract.
This was the only lucky thing in his unlucky eighteen years.
It's this financial backer... Who always asks him to do strange things.
"Take it off." Meng Ji twirled his cigarette holder.
Jiang and Wen walked to the middle of the living room obediently and peeled off their clothes layer by layer.
He has a well-proportioned figure and fair skin without a single scar. When Meng Ji picked him up in a nightclub, he also took a fancy to his bony shoulders and perfect waist-to-hip ratio.
Seeing that Meng Ji didn't move for a long time, Jiang and Wen knelt down on the carpet at his feet.
Only to hear Meng Ji say coldly: "Let's end it."
Seven years later.
The Wind Season show was extremely bustling. Jiang and Wen stood under the huge billboard, looking up at the familiar face on the poster, their eyes silent.
Meng Ji threw away countless reporters and walked up to Jiang Hewen, his voice trembling: "Long time no see."
I saw another man appear from behind Jiang Hewen and take him into his arms:
"Sorry sir, you need to make an appointment to see Dr. Jiang."
After everyone dispersed, the breeze blew by the Thames River. Jiang Hewen's heartstrings trembled slightly, and he whispered with relief: "Long time no see."
Meng Ji is the most famous young designer in China. The Fengji fashion he founded has become the vane of cutting-edge trends.
But Director Meng Da, who regards his work as his life, heard that he had a piece of work that was never shown to anyone.
…
"Honey, I won't go to the company tomorrow."
Meng Ji took off the apron around his neck, leaned close to Jiang Hewen, and said flatteringly: "You finally have a holiday, so just let me accompany you."
"Who is your wife?"
Jiang Hewen put away the pens and papers on the table, "This is the end of our psychotherapy today. If you want to continue the next course of treatment, please contact my assistant to pay."
"Do you want to..."
Jiang Hewen saw through what he was going to say, and said with a soft smile: "If I find you secretly pulling Xiaohua's cat hair again, don't even think about seeing me again."
The door slammed shut.
Meng Ji drooped his head: "Are you really not going to stay for dinner..."
Finally eliminating all potential threats, Meng Ji hugged his hot wife tightly in his arms.
Jiang Hewen poked his head out from under the quilt: "I thought you had no feelings for me at all in those years."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears of grievance. He turned around and pinched Meng Ji who was sleeping next to him. "It's all your fault that I feel sad every day and every night."
Meng Ji was so distressed that he buried Jiang Hewen's head in his chest, "It's my fault, it's my self-righteousness, I made my own decision without asking you. But actually it was obvious from the beginning..."
"Huh?" Jiang Hewen looked up in confusion.
"Dr. Jiang has seen through so many people's hearts, can't he even hear my duplicity?"
Jiang and Wen only heard Meng Ji helplessly say: "Xiao Wen, what kind of fashion designer from a good family wants his models to be completely naked?"
Cynical beauty designer x soft persimmon hapless model
Reunion/Two-way Secret Love/Ningba Literature/New Year/HE
Purpose: Face up to mental illness