Chapter 38

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The set of clothes for the 'demented primitive man' was probably not the main hit of the collection; after only a few shots, Gu Fei had Jiang Cheng changed.

In the inner room, he found all the wooden buttons that Jiang Cheng had deployed and placed them back on the table.

As he thought about it, he ended up rubbing his arm again - that shot was a seriously hard one that would probably bruise at the very least. He sighed. How long had it been since someone hit him to the extent of actually leaving a mark on his body... yet in just half a semester alone, Jiang Cheng had not only unexpectedly bitten him but also chased to kill him with a slingshot.

However... he stretched his body - he was actually in a relatively good mood now.

Li Yan and Ding Zhuxin were the only two people around him who knew the details of the situation in his family. He had never wanted to speak of this past with anyone as it made him feel uneasy - on edge. And, he wasn't accustomed to receiving sympathy and comfort from others.

But now that he had told Jiang Cheng, he suddenly felt extremely relaxed.

He didn't know whether it was because he had seen Jiang Cheng's secret and needed to exchange, or he just wanted someone to talk to.

Jiang Cheng hadn't displayed any obvious sympathy and his attempt to comfort was a hideous mess, but it had made him feel completely at ease.

He wasn't teasing Jiang Cheng.

He was truly sad at first, but it was also truly Jiang Cheng's so-called 'comfort' that had actually made him unable to contain his laughter.

"What the hell is this thing?" Jiang Cheng came in after changing.

"I feel like you have to ask this sentence for every outfit," Gu Fei said laughing.

"Does Ding Zhuxin have her own brand? And is the brand called, 'What the hell is this?'" Jiang Cheng spread open his arm to show the outfit, "What sort of mood are we trying for here?"

This outfit was still made of burlap material; loose-fitted pants that were 'designed' with countless vertical cuts that were long and short, revealing his legs through the small and large slits every step he took.

The top was a normal shirt, but the long sleeves had been snipped off, and those 'snipped off' sleeves were instead wrapped on the arm like gloves.

"Looks pretty good." Gu Fei lifted the camera and looked through the lens, "This outfit gives off an aura of stubbornness."

"Fine then." Jiang Cheng turned and walked toward the set, "Why don't you tell me what this aura of stubbornness is?"

The second Jiang Cheng turned around, Gu Fei noticed that there were also several long slits on the back of the shirt, and when he moved, he could very clearly see his sturdy paraspinal muscles[1]... Gu Fei cleared his throat.

Just after divulging such a tragic past only for him to then react to someone's back with a turn of his head, Spring really had come - the heat period of youth had arrived.

Gu Fei turned around, pretending to play with the camera while actually tugging on his pants. He was wearing a thick pair of sweatpants that day; it shouldn't be possible to make out anything. He didn't want to keep on going to the bathroom to 'meditate'.

Paraspinal muscles, or commonly known as tenderloins.[2]

He raised the camera; thinking of it in such a way, all sense of aesthetic suddenly disappeared.

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