C14

There was only one man in the studio, and the first thing I saw was the man fiddling with the camera, his back to me, his hair a mess, his T-shirt gray and worn. My gut told me it was this man.

He called out to me, and when he turned around, I saw him. He was probably in his late twenties, but the stubble on his face made him look old and decadent.

I coughed, thinking, This might be the artist's art.

When he saw the happiness on my face, he put down the machine in his hand and walked over: "Brother Wang, this is Miss Guo Xueying, right?"

Father laughed. "Why is Ah Feng so restrained today? It's not your style. He is Guo Xueying, if you look closely, will he be a work of art more suitable for you? "

Ah Feng raised both his hands, the joy on his face obvious: "This is simply a work of art bestowed by the heavens, it's too wonderful!"

I covered my mouth and laughed. I rarely saw any crazy artists. Then, he called out: "Brother Feng."

Ah Feng held onto his heart as if he was about to fall ill: "Goddess called me Big Brother Feng, I can't, I can't."

Both my foster father and I were amused. My foster father told me to stay here and work well with Ah Feng, gave a few instructions, and then left.

Ah Feng grabbed my hand and walked towards the messy sofa, he quickly tidied up the seat with an embarrassed expression on his face and stuck out his tongue, telling me to sit down first, that there were still a few covers that had yet to be filmed, and that he would be preparing to take a photo of me in a while.

I watched as Ah Feng returned to the filming. His expression was a bit serious, and his mouth didn't say much. He just gave a few simple orders to let the models show what they felt like. However, it did not seem to be going well. His brows were knitted tightly and did not relax at all. There were also quite a few sets of models in the set.

"Get dressed and change the one on the left!" Ah Feng's tone was a little anxious, and when she saw the scene that was shot, she was a little dissatisfied.

Ah Feng's attitude towards work was very serious, which allowed me to have a bit of a good impression of him, especially since I couldn't find any hint of blasphemy towards the girls in front of me in his eyes. Just to make the work I want, with no other side feelings, not just money, is an ideal height I can't touch.

An hour had passed and Ah Feng had finally finished his work. He came over and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry. It was originally yesterday, I didn't expect it to be here until now. I'm really sorry."

I looked at his pitiful appearance, which made him look like a pitiful puppy. I patted his head in amusement. "It hasn't been long. Work is the most important thing."

The moment Ah Feng was touched by me, he seemed to have been healed in a flash and immediately said: "Goddess, let's begin!"

I couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Feng, you look like a child."

"Aiya, just call me Ah Feng. If the goddess calls me Big Brother Feng, I won't be able to take it." Ah Feng scratched his head, then told the makeup artist to put on my makeup.

On top of a few barren rocks, sat a lonely young girl. The young girl's body only had a layer of white silk that fluttered in the wind. The young girl's gloomy eyes followed the direction of the wind and looked into the distance.

Beneath her was clear and visible stone and moss. On her body floated a few pieces of green willow leaves, which were reaching towards the camera with one hand, just in time to block out the beautiful scenery on her chest. All they could see was the girl's charming smile.

In a sea of flowers, a young girl was wearing a garland. Her hands were intertwined in front of her chest. A pair of beautiful eyes looked forward with infatuation as her lower body was faintly hidden in the flowers.

A few days later, the shooting ended. A week later, I saw the official art photos.

I flipped through them one by one. I had never imagined that I would be so captivating under the camera. Ah Feng said that I am the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in the world, the goddess of his life. I don't know why, but Ah Feng and I were very close. Even though we were only ten years apart, we didn't feel that there was any enmity between us.

I always thought that Ah Feng only knew that I was a model that belonged to his godfather's company, but unexpectedly, he already knew my true identity. To tell the truth, I was taken aback. I was afraid that he might discriminate against me or have other thoughts, but all I saw was his clear eyes.

"How did you know?" At least, I felt that Ah Feng could be considered to be my friend, but in the end, it turned out this way. As expected, women with our status don't have too much hope for it.

Ah Feng did not reply, he only looked at the distant sky.

Seeing that he had remained silent, disappointment and heartache arose in his heart. He hurriedly said, "Then I'll be leaving first."

When I stood up, Ah Feng suddenly grabbed onto my hand. I saw his eyes staring straight at me. It was a bit scary, but soon after, it softened. I heard him ask me, Did you ever think of running away?

I looked at him, confirming what he had said.

He repeated, "Have you ever thought of running away from this life?"

I couldn't laugh out loud. "What are you talking about? What do you mean by can't escape …" Yes, I long to escape. But when I heard this from someone else, I felt a deep sense of unreality. I'm afraid it's just a trap.

How did Ah Feng know my identity? Why did you ask me if I wanted to run away? When the topic became more sensitive, I actually started to doubt Ah Feng's intentions. Could it be that Ah Feng was sent by his godfather to test me? As long as I say yes, the auction is what awaits me. But on the other hand, I don't want to doubt Ah Feng. After all, I think of him as my friend.

"Xueying."

"Don't talk." I looked into his eyes, but there was no trace of panic in them, and I suddenly felt that the man in front of me was a mature man, not a childish one.

As if seeing through my thoughts, Ah Feng sighed and said, "I'm not trying to harm you, nor am I trying to do anything to you. I just want to help you. If you want to escape, I can help you. "

I narrowed my eyes. "Why should I believe you? And I don't want to run away. I enjoy this life, don't you think I enjoy it here? "

Ah Feng laid down with his hands behind his head, and leisurely said. "I know what you're thinking, but I really only wanted to help you out. I lost a sister when I was twelve, and when I found her I was eighteen and pregnant. She was abducted and sold to the countryside as a daughter-in-law. She told me that she had escaped many times, but every time she was taken back, no one helped her or pitied her. Only when one of his legs was broken did he give up on trying to escape. "I remember that I went to the mountain with my classmates to pick up wind. If I didn't pass by the farmhouse, how would I have found her?"

I sat beside her, the breeze blowing through my hair, my mind in a whirl. I didn't know if what he said was true or not, but the sadness in his voice was real. I think I believed him in my heart, or I wouldn't be sitting here. If it was a lie, then I will admit it as well. I am unable to recognize his superb acting skills.

"He took out his wallet and showed me a photo of him and a girl inside. The girl's face was old and she was holding a one or two year old baby in her arms." "This is a photo taken a few years ago. Her man died while he was walking up the mountain, so I brought my sister and nephew to live with me."

I rubbed the woman in the photo, my heart full of sadness. Who can save me? Will my resistance and escape be of any use?

"You sometimes show a hint of sadness, which you may not have noticed. You know how good I am at grasping details, so I can tell that you don't like your current life. If you trust me, I'll help you. " Ah Feng grabbed my hand, his expression sincere like never before.

My heart jolted, and with unspeakable panic, I shook off his hand and hurriedly left this place that I had always felt very comfortable in.

I didn't contact Ah Feng again after that, but Ah Feng acted as if nothing had happened and continued with his daily work, often asking his foster father to send me over to help or to be a model. Looking at his perfectly normal face, I wondered if it had only been a dream of my own that day. Every time he would ask me with a pitiful expression why I didn't pay attention to him, I couldn't help but try my best to recover my relationship with him.

I think knowing Ah Feng should be the most memorable and beautiful memory I have at the age of fifteen. He left the purest and gentlest ink in my entire dirty life, so I know that this person will definitely remain in a corner of my heart for the rest of his life.

And I pretended not to have heard what Ah Feng had told me that day. In the middle of the night, I would often daydream about escaping from this devil's lair. Whether it is relying on my own strength or having an angel save me, in the end, it is just a dream.