TRMLCM Chapter 64

Chapter 64: Taking Pictures

Cheng Yi’s excited emotions surged within him. His heart, the size of a fist, felt as if it were stuffed with countless soft cotton balls. He felt a swelling sensation, as if his heart were about to burst, but when he thought of his An An, his heart became incredibly soft, as if it could hold countless more things.

With a thought, he tightened his arms, the firm muscles bulging. His arms locked tightly, forcefully and refusing any rejection, holding the person tightly in his embrace, as if he wanted to stuff the person in his arms into his own flesh and blood, melting into his own body in a frenzy.

“Hiss, it hurts, loosen up.”

Shen Chang’an tilted his head slightly, his chin resting on Cheng Yi’s shoulder. The force restricting him was too strong. He frowned, his clear, cold voice sounding softly, a hint of accusation mixed with a spoiled, aggrieved tone.

Hearing his complaint, Cheng Yi quickly released his arms and stepped back. He frowned, a hint of astonishment and self-blame flashing in his deep eyes. He took Shen Chang’an’s hand, hurriedly looking him up and down. Only after seeing that Shen Chang’an wasn’t hurt in the slightest did he breathe a sigh of relief.

His finger joints moved slightly, and the hand holding Shen Chang’an’s unconsciously bent. A flush appeared on his resolute face, like a naive boy whose thoughts had been exposed, simple and honest.

His low voice quickly rang out, softening his tone, “I was too excited just now and couldn’t control myself. An An, are you okay?”

Shen Chang’an shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine. The blush on his face hadn’t faded yet, contrasting with his fair skin, making him look very attractive.

Their eyes met, the affection in their eyes scalding. In less than a second, they both looked away in a fluster.

In the golden sunlight, pink bubbles swayed slowly in the air, but without straying, surrounding the two of them.

“Cough.”

Cheng Yi tilted his head slightly, coughing softly. His wandering gaze suddenly fell on the rippling water surface.

…

“An An, stand here, I’ll take a picture of you.”

Cheng Yi took out his phone from his pocket and opened the camera, pointing the lens forward. Shen Chang’an’s figure appeared clearly in the center of the frame.

The person in the phone’s lens heard this and raised his eyes slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his clear eyes.

After realizing what Cheng Yi meant, he walked to the place Cheng Yi had indicated with slightly stiff steps, his back unconsciously straightened, and his long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly uneasily. He didn’t know what to do with the two hands hanging at his sides.

Cheng Yi held up his phone, his shining eyes fixed on the person in the lens whose face was flushed and whose body was so stiff that he almost had two left feet.

His thin lips curved up, and love and laughter coexisted for a long time in his dark eyes.

An An…

How could he be so cute!

Looking at the somewhat awkward person in the lens, Cheng Yi spoke to reassure him, “An An, smile.”

Shen Chang’an blinked, his body paused slightly.

He rarely took pictures himself. The artistic photos he had taken before were only so beautiful after following the instructions of a professional photographer with great difficulty.

Now, looking at the unfamiliar lens pointed at him, the corners of his mouth lifted stiffly.

The muscles on his face were stiff, making this smile look even more awkward than not smiling at all.

Seeing the person in the lens who was already at a loss, Cheng Yi’s eyes darkened.

He said in a low voice, “An An.”

“…Hmm?”

“Don’t look at the lens, look at me.”

His deep, magnetic voice was like a jar of fine wine buried deep underground, carrying the rich, mellow flavor of countless years, intoxicating.

The slightly hot tips of his ears were gently brushed by the wind, and the itching that emerged from his heart made the tips of his ears tremble for a moment.

Shen Chang’an raised his eyes slightly, his clear, cold eyes looking somewhat flustered at the serious-looking man behind the camera.

Suddenly, his tightly locked brows suddenly relaxed, bright light shining in his beautiful eyes, his eyebrows and eyes curved, and his red lips were slightly pursed, the corners of his mouth quietly rising.

“Click.”

The phone, which wasn’t on silent, made a soft sound, and the photo on the phone screen froze on that smiling, delicate face.

He was wearing a pure black hoodie, zipped up, with the white collar of a shirt peeking out from the top of the zipper. His Adam’s apple was slightly prominent, and the bulging veins on his slender neck showed the protruding collarbone below.

Behind him was the surface of the water rippling with golden light. The sunlight came from behind him, and the fair outline of his face was dyed with a golden white edge. At the moment the photo was taken, the messy, flying hair paused in the air. At this moment, the fierce, whistling wind coming from the water also became gentle.

It was as if he were God’s darling, and time was especially fond of this young man.

His handsome, mature face showed no traces of time, and his body was surrounded by a clear, detached aura, making him look like a pure, snowy mountain. The red tint on his fair cheeks was like the orange-red sunlight hanging beside the snow mountain.

Sunlight on a golden mountain, a very auspicious omen!

…

Cheng Yi took several pictures in a row. Looking at the person quietly gazing back in the album, his heart melted into a mess.

Shen Chang’an waited for a while, and seeing that he wasn’t moving anymore, his eyelashes trembled lightly. He walked to Cheng Yi’s side and looked down at the pictures with him.

Looking at the very clear blush in the pictures, Shen Chang’an frowned slightly, a trace of shyness fleeting in his clear, indifferent eyes.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek, the burning heat transmitting to the back of his hand.

This… was it that obvious?

His eyes were slightly dazed, a trace of disbelief flashing in his bright eyes.

Seeing that Cheng Yi was still looking at the pictures, a strange annoyance inexplicably emerged in his heart.

He was right here, what was there to look at in the pictures?

Not allowed to look!

He reached out his slender, fair hand and directly turned off the phone screen.

Seeing Cheng Yi raise his head to look at him in confusion, a smile appeared in Cheng Yi’s eyes.

He didn’t dwell on it, just raised the now-black screen of his phone and said with a smile, “An An, let’s take a group photo.”

A group photo of the two of them?

His eyes shining, Shen Chang’an had no reason to refuse.

He nodded, agreeing without hesitation.

Shen Chang’an was still standing in the same position as before, but there was an additional figure by his side.

Cheng Yi reached out and put his arm around Shen Chang’an’s shoulders, stretched out his long arm, and used one hand to gather the phone camera high up in the distance.

In the second that the countdown ended, he slightly turned his eyes, meeting a pair of clear eyes filled with love.

The picture froze at this moment of their eye contact.

Cheng Yi’s looks were not inferior to Shen Chang’an’s in the slightest. The two of them standing together, even the sunlight didn’t know who to favor.

Handsome man and handsome man, their gazes seemed to be able to draw silk.

…

After taking pictures, they also enjoyed the breeze for a while, and the heat in their bodies slowly subsided.

When Shen Chang’an walked off the bridge, his cheeks and the corners of his eyes were flushed, and his lip color, after being ravaged, was already excessively bright. He pursed his lips lightly and felt a little pain.

And Cheng Yi?

His eyebrows were raised lightly, and his resolute face looked like he was in a very good mood, slowly following behind Shen Chang’an, but if you looked closely at his eyes, you could still see a trace of uneasy guilt.

“An An, let me drive.”

Seeing Shen Chang’an preparing to start the electric scooter, he quickly stopped him.

Truth be told, Shen Chang’an’s electric scooter driving skills were about the same as when he was a child driving bumper cars.

The front of the car wobbled everywhere, not stable at all.

Of course, he didn’t mean to look down on Shen Chang’an.

An An was already great.

He just…

Just didn’t want them to go to the hospital for a date on the first day they were together.

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