What is your choice? ?

You have chosen [D. Tell him that you like him too, but you are not mentally prepared to face him]

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"You: I like you too! It's just... I'm not ready to face Ji..."

You look at the screen that is on, feeling a little uneasy.

The biggest reason why you don't want to be with the other party is because you cheated.You feel so guilty about it that you want to just confess it to him.On the other hand, you don't want to let the other party know that you have cheated him, for fear that he will be disappointed in you.So, you have to repeatedly waver between the two options of concealment and confession, and finally choose an ambiguous statement.

You hope that Xiao Xianrou can know your feelings for him and the hesitation in your heart under your few words.

Not long after, I replied to you conveniently.

"The aggressive and cute little wolf dog: It doesn't matter, I am willing to wait for you, don't worry (touch head)"

You looked at that line of reply and felt a little moved and a little bit disappointed—it seems that the other party didn't realize the hidden secret behind your resistance at all.

You sighed, then turned off your phone and lay down on the bed.You decide not to think about these troublesome things anymore, let's take a step at a time for the time being.

Thinking of this, you closed your eyes.

……

—Hey, xxx, why do they say you are a psychopath?what does this mean?

—……

— Last time I eavesdropped, they said you were a masochist and that you and your stepfather couldn't figure it out?

—……

-Why are not you talking?Are you guilty?

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"Jingle Bell--"

You opened your eyes in a daze, and turned off the alarm clock set on your phone.

Rubbing your temples, you slowly sat up from the bed, feeling a little dazed for a while.

...I seemed to have had a dream just now?

You carefully try to recall that vague dream, but find that you can't remember anything, only some abstract lights and shadows and grotesque lines.

Forget it, it's probably not something important.You rolled your eyes, yawned and stepped out of bed.

You're sitting on the couch in the living room, the soft touch of an eyeshadow brush on your eyelids.

"Don't blink!" An indistinguishable neutral voice scolded you, making you calm down immediately, and at the same time, goose bumps appeared on the neck reflexively.

When he blew into your closed eyes, you finally couldn't take it anymore, so you hid his face so close at hand, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Teacher Lily, I'm a little bit uncomfortable. Get used to this distance..."

Lily rolled her eyes with her orchid fingers, and poked your collarbone coquettishly, "Please, it's Lily, not Lily, your name sounds like a village flower, it's really ugly!"

He changed the subject and said angrily, "Besides, if Yi Ran didn't ask me to help you, I wouldn't come here every day to do makeup for you, an unknown person. Do you know the market price for hiring me to do makeup?"

You listened to Lily muttering something to you in a low voice, and you felt a little ashamed.

Yes, Lily is one of Director Jiang's gifts to you - the number on that note is Lily's mobile phone number, so that you can keep in touch with her.

Director Jiang's intentions are not difficult to guess.Although you no longer feel repulsed by women's clothing, you still don't have a thorough understanding of the psychology of that kind of love for women's clothing.He arranges Lily to make you up every day in order to let you quickly get used to women's clothing, and try to empathize with movie characters through women's clothing, and further understand the character's psychology.

His second gift (the URL) was a blank blog site.According to Lily, it is a platform that allows you to upload private photos of women's clothing.As for how this blog attracted the attention of ordinary people, Lily said that you don’t have to worry about it, and he will act as your agent PR to do some subtle promotion on major platforms.And the only thing you need to do is to be a little princess in women's clothing, beautiful and beautiful, pat pat.

You were speechless when you heard what Lily said.

——You are a "straight guy" who doesn't know any photography skills except for smiling at a 45-degree angle.

Lily's answer is that a master can't be mastered in a day, everything has to go through a process, and the protagonist of a movie doesn't know how to pose in a day, right?

At that time, he told you that if you really decide to use this blog, you have to stick to it. He will be responsible for supervising that you upload at least 5 photos on the blog every day, no matter how ugly the photos are.

You hesitated for a long time before finally making up your mind to use this blog.While you may feel uncomfortable sharing photos of yourself on an online platform, womenswear is a fig leaf that makes you feel like you're not fully exposed to the public eye anyway.More importantly, the protagonist of the movie is also a women's clothing blogger. This experience can make you closer to the personality of the protagonist of the movie.

So, after Lily finished your makeup, you spent a morning "posing for a photo".In the end, among the horrible photos, I picked out 5 photos that were barely passable.

It's just that the "barely enough" in your heart is nothing but shit in Lily's eyes.When he blames you for wasting his superb makeup skills, you are also very wronged.

You know, although taking a selfie does not cause a series of adverse consequences like looking in the mirror, it is still very uncomfortable for you to stare at your face on the screen of your phone all the time.

That bunch of pictures that look like shit to Lily is already the result of your best efforts.

However, you didn't continue to explain to Lily, because you found that it was only half an hour before your appointment with the shampoo boy.

——Yes, you agreed to be his mannequin before, and this afternoon is the time you and the shampoo guy agreed to meet.

When you rushed to the pottery classroom of Y University panting according to the directions on the road, you found that the shampoo boy was already waiting for you in the classroom.

You moved in the direction of the shampoo boy somewhat cautiously, and stammered to explain to him the reason for your lateness.

Unexpectedly, the other party is obviously more nervous than you, blushing, lowering his head and grabbing his work clothes.

"...It's okay, I'm glad you agreed to my request..." He muttered in a low voice, then raised his head and gave you a quick glance, "Can I trouble you to sit on that high stool first? I want to sketch your full body first, so that I can have a rough idea of ​​your body."

Of course you agreed.It’s just that when you sit on a high stool and look at the shampoo boy who picks up a pencil and starts to draft, you feel a little uncomfortable inside.

What is "getting a rough idea of ​​your body"—how does that sound weird?

However, the subtle meaning in your heart quickly disappeared in this peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

As a closed liberal arts student, the art building has always been an unfamiliar field for you, let alone the pottery classroom.You didn’t feel anything when you rushed into the pottery class before, but now when you calm down, you begin to realize the vague smell of oil paint and the unique earthy smell of mud embryos in the air.

You don't feel bad.In fact, you find all this, including the mess of mud and utensils in the classroom, very novel to you.You inexplicably felt a sense of awe from the bottom of your heart for everything in front of you, and the hair-washing boy who lowered his eyes and carefully scribbled on the drawing board also became taller in your eyes.

Your original prejudice against the shampoo boy has gradually disappeared.

An artist has to have some quirks, and it's normal to be moody, you thought to yourself.

You begin to feel that your original self is a little too suspicious—the guy who washes his hair may really have nothing to do with the fact that he was killed.

Just as you were wandering, the shampoo boy stood up from the stool.

He looked down at his sketch just now, then raised his head and showed you a shy smile.

"I'm done drawing, can I trouble you to take off your clothes now? I want to measure the proportions of your body." He said, picking up a soft ruler from the table beside him.

you:? ? ?

You were a little confused, and asked hesitantly, "So... undressing?"

The boy who washed his hair unexpectedly didn't blush, but nodded with a serious expression, "Yes, please take off all your clothes."

After a while, he seemed to feel that what he said was quite ambiguous, so he quickly added, "Of course you can choose not to take off your underwear...Of course, it would be better if you took it off."

Your whole body was stiff, and you stared at the hair-washing boy expressionlessly.

In fact, if this was you in normal life, you would have gritted your teeth and agreed to his request with the mentality of dedicating yourself to art.

However, who you are today is not who you usually are.

——Yes, you didn’t change the women’s underwear you wore when you dressed in the morning because you were in a hurry.Of course, it is not you who are considered in women's clothing and underwear, but Lily who has obsessive-compulsive disorder.Although you firmly stated at the time that you would never wear women's underwear, you finally succumbed to his coercion.

However, no matter how tortuous things are, it is an indisputable fact that your lower body is wrapped in a pair of purple lace panties.

At this time, you choose-

【A. Tell him everything about women's clothing, I hope he will let you go】

【B. Tell him you don't want to be naked in front of strangers】

[C. Tell him that you are not mentally prepared today, and make an appointment next time]

【D. After hesitating for a moment, agree to his request】