The plane came through the clouds, the wings cut through the light, and it was descending steadily. A few minutes later, there was a violent sound when the tire hit the ground. Lu Chenfeng swayed slightly, opened his eyes slowly, and the sun shone into his blurred vision. He tilted his head toward the window, it was a sunny day outside.
At the end of the long taxiing, the cabin door opened, and a loud noise rang in his ears. Lu Chenfeng didn't move his nest first, but still maintained a posture of supporting Yi with one hand. When the passengers around him had almost left one by one, he loosened the seat belt, crooked. Move your body out of your seat and lift your arms to open the luggage rack above the cabin.
There is not much carry-on luggage. There are three sets of changing clothes in the knee-length aluminum suitcase, and the leather briefcase contains two recreational readings that he picked from the bedroom bookshelf. Outside the cabin door, the whole body was wrapped in a soft warm yellow.
After getting off the shuttle bus and passing through the exits that are shoulder-to-shoulder, there are people coming and going in the hall, walking in a hurry. Lu Chenfeng lowered his eyelids, there were only brightly visible floor tiles in his eyes, the expression on his face was indifferent, and there was another huge roar of a flight landing above his head.
Zhuang walked away from Dali Airport at the end of the crowd. There were several taxis parked on the sidewalk. Lu Chenfeng picked one at random and stuffed himself and his suitcase into the back row. He eagerly took out his cigarette pack, lowered his head, bit one, and narrowed his eyes. Skillfully slide off the metal lighter to light.
The driver was a middle-aged uncle with Mediterranean hairstyle. He stared at the rearview mirror with a naive expression and asked with a smile, "Sir, where are you going?"
Luckily, Lu Chenfeng could understand the not-so-fluent Mandarin. The bitter and bitter taste of nicotine rolled in his mouth, he said with a cigarette, "Let's go to Erhai Lake."
The car was separated from the convoy along the road. The driver turned the steering wheel swiftly and started the chat enthusiastically: "It's getting too early, have you booked a place to live? Erhai Lake is huge, are you going? Xizhou? Digging for color? Or Shuanglang?"
Hearing the driver's question, Lu Chenfeng couldn't answer for a while, because this trip was a temporary decision by him, and there was no direction at all.
A few months ago, Lu Chenfeng took a nasty fall in the business field. How tragic? It is no exaggeration, ten years of hard work was ruined, and the end of fame and fortune was lost.
Countless times he mustered up his courage to cheer up, but faced with the doubts and accusations in the industry, Lu Chenfeng's self-esteem suffered a serious setback, not to mention, who would really be willing to spend a few more years to start over
In the end, he chose to give up and stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city, right and wrong, and people's hearts. He wants to try to get out of the fast-paced life, let go of his career, and walk alone in the uncertain years.
Several place names quickly rotated in his mind, Lu Chenfeng said, "You can pick one."
The words are not clear, and the words are vague, like throwing one's life to fate and letting it be handled at will.
The driver joked: "You trust me so much."
Lu Chenfeng propped his chin calmly, and stopped talking. Although the scenery outside the car window was beautiful, he stared at the window all the way.
The driver babbled endlessly, and there was not a moment of silence in the car. Approaching the Erhai Lake, the voice from the driver's seat stopped for a moment, and then the voice raised suddenly made Lu Chen's mind wander back into his body. He clipped the cigarette butt and asked with a frown, "What?"
"Let me tell you, your luck is really good, there are colorful clouds over the Erhai Lake today." The driver lowered the half-pane sash, and the cool wind was blowing towards him. If you don't like it, you can make a wish to Caiyun, maybe it will come true soon."
Lu Chenfeng rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "I didn't expect you to be quite superstitious."
"Hey." The long ending turned a corner, and the driver waved his hand and smiled, "That's not what you said, sir, don't you think it's a beautiful thing to use the beautiful scenery to entrust your wishes?"
Lu Chenfeng opened the cigarette pack with his thumb, and it was empty, so he leaned back in the chair irritably. He was not in the mood to feel the so-called "beautiful", and he could not understand the meaning of this kind of sustenance. He could only feel how failed he was, and he was deeply immersed in the gains and losses of life every minute and every second.
Lived thirty-two years, and in the end achieved nothing. A self-deprecating smile spread on the corner of his mouth, Lu Chenfeng loosened his stiff shoulders, and with a gloomy expression, he hid in the small shadow created by the seat and the door, and said nothing.
The sky was darkening for a minute, and when Shuanglang arrived, Lu Chenfeng couldn't bear to be disturbed, and asked the driver to find a secluded place to park at random.
Carrying luggage in an unfamiliar city, Lu Chenfeng stared dully at the Erhai Lake under the setting sun, and when the wind blew a little cold on his body, he walked straight along the road, striding aimlessly, where he planned to go.
The toes are always facing forward, but people may not always be able to look forward.
The driver's choice of place didn't quite meet Lu Chenfeng's wishes, and the surrounding area was still full of noise. In addition to the tourists everywhere, there are occasionally motorcycle teams around the sea passing by. Lu Chenfeng's tall and handsome appearance always attracts the girls in the back seat to look at him and whistle enthusiastically at him.
Lu Chenfeng was immersed in his emotions for a long time, and he opened a transparent barrier around his body. He honked the horn, the engine, the tour guide horn and the human voice. All the noise was not close to his ears. He shuttled through the excitement one after another. On vain steps.
At this time, a bicycle swayed over, and because the speed was too slow, it walked almost parallel to the walking Lu Chenfeng for a long time. Interestingly, neither Lu Chenfeng nor the cyclist looked at the other. The two never met each other's eyes. One stared absently at the end of the field of vision, while the other concentrated on admiring the flowers and plants on the shore.
About a quarter of an hour later, the person and the car that swayed in the corner of the light disappeared. Only then did Lu Chenfeng return to his senses and want to find out, and found that the person had been separated from him by a short distance.
The bicycle was parked behind, the man crouched on the ground and shrunk into an inconspicuous little ball, leaving Lu Chenfeng a thin silhouette, his forehead hair and the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind, carefully observing a cluster of blooming flowers.
After a long while, he raised his eyes slightly and stretched his brows to look at the distant mountains and seas.
Lu Chenfeng turned around, didn't stop, and started walking again.
The road stretched towards the unknown. After a while, the sound of tires rolling on the ground sounded behind him. His stagnant thoughts were suddenly distracted. Lu Chenfeng subconsciously turned around to look for someone, but there was a shadow of his back. The bicycle had already turned its direction and drove into an inn. courtyard.
Lu Chenfeng slowed down, then stopped.
The twilight was heavy, and he thought about finding a place to stay.
There are various accommodation options, including hotels, hostels, and homestays. But for some reason, the ups and downs and the muddled consciousness along the way became clear and bright, and Lu Chenfeng suddenly calmed down and stared at the door of the inn.
There is no need to approach, there is a sign hanging in front of the courtyard, which is enough for passers-by to see the handwriting, and it is engraved with two large gilt characters, "Jia Xi".
The orange-red afterglow shrouded the small courtyard, Lu Chenfeng hesitantly walked across the road, stepped over a few bluestone slabs, calmed down, and stepped into the hospital.
In front of it is a double-opening glass door, and on the door is a armored horse, which is used by Tuji, a local businessman in Yunnan, the God of Wealth. There are blue and white porcelain water tanks on both sides, with a few water lilies planted in them, and a pot of green mage is placed in the corner not far away.
Raising his hand and pushing the door open, the dangling wind chimes rang softly, and the ding dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang in his heart. Lu Chenfeng walked into the store, his gaze was neither biased nor crooked, and at a glance he saw a man leaning on the sofa chair.
The man was elegant, with handsome lines on his shoulders and arms, and his folded legs were slender. He leaned on his side, his left elbow rested on the back of the chair, his chin rested lazily, and he stared at the glittering sea beyond the glass wall.
The snow-white skin was reflected in a soft warm color by the darkening dusk.
Hearing the sound, the man turned his face, and there was a trace of unbelievable surprise in his eyes. They looked at each other in the warm sunset, Lu Chenfeng's heart beat inexplicably, and the door slowly closed behind him.
The silent blank extended infinitely, and after a long time, the man showed a light smile and said in a nice voice, "Welcome."