Lu Chenfeng put away the cigarette that was playing between his fingers, walked across the stone road, walked to the main road, took a few steps to Lin Chaosheng's side, and then accompanied him to the inn.
Lin Chaosheng clenched his grip tightly, a slight bulge of blue veins stretched out on the back of his hand. The heartbeat that had just been adjusted was completely chaotic at this moment, but his face always pretended to be calm.
"Why, didn't you go?" His Adam's apple slipped, he stuttered and asked, the ending sound was raised a little higher than usual, almost revealing his inner coursing.
"It's also designing when I go back, and the idea is the same everywhere." Lu Chenfeng smoked a few minutes ago, he took out a mint candy box from his pocket and poured one for Lin Chaosheng, "The scenery here is so beautiful, maybe you can find more inspiration."
One action, one sentence, subtly following each other's tacit understanding, Lin Chaosheng rolled the red bean-sized candy with the tip of his tongue, and his heart felt like a layer of sweetness: "Have you started to pick up work?"
The road is full of sunset light, and a new week begins. If you want to go a step further, Lu Chenfeng thinks it is necessary to make a detailed self-introduction to Lin Chaosheng: "My first occupation was a gemstone merchant, I started jewelry design five years ago, and now I am working on a Prepare for a design competition."
Lin Chaosheng widened his eyes: "Gem merchant?"
"Yeah." Lu Chenfeng smiled, "What is your expression? Are you surprised?"
"Because this profession is rare." Lin Chaosheng tapped his index finger under his nose, "At least this is the first time I've heard of it."
"Hey? That's not right." It was only then that he reacted. "Didn't you want me to guess? Why did you change your name?"
Turning their steps, the two walked into the courtyard. Lin Chaosheng parked Jian Yi's motorcycle in the corner, and Lu Chenfeng replied, "It's not a special profession. If you hide it for too long, it always feels like a trick."
Of course, the meaning of "self-reporting" is also different.
Pushing the door into the front hall of the inn, Jian Yi jumped three feet behind the counter, and immediately waved his arms to turn Lin Chaosheng aside, whispering in his ear, "Brother, I said why you always serve Mr. Lu yourself, you are so smart. Ju, he still wants to continue living with us. According to this trend, he may not be able to stay for another half month..."
Lin Chaosheng interrupted his nonsense: "From now on, Mr. Lu's room will be charged at the standard room price."
"What?!" Jian Yi's expression seemed to change her face, "This is... I've lost too much, right?"
Lin Chaosheng backhanded him and gave him a brain break: "I still don't know about you, the commission will remain the same."
With Lin Chaosheng's assurance, Jian Yi flashed back happily to the calculator behind the counter, dancing and reciting, "My brother is so kind to me."
Lin Chaosheng looked at the young man with a smile on his brows. When he raised the corner of his lips, Lu Chenfeng was looking at him from the corner of his eye. He calmly caught his gaze, and the scenery of the water and mountains outside the window suddenly dimmed at this moment.
The chicken soup for dinner, Lu Chenfeng used it to soak the rice, and served with a plate of minced meat mushrooms fried by Lin Chaosheng. With enough water and food, Lu Chenfeng sat on the high stool on the viewing platform, with the picture book under his palm, and conceived the design with the moonlight.
Few people usually come here at night, so when the door opened behind him, Lu Chenfeng didn't have to guess, it must be Lin Chaosheng.
One person held a cup of green orange tea in his hand, Lu Chenfeng took a sip, his stomach felt warm and warm. In a quiet night with Lin Chaosheng, he felt a little more comfortable. He looked down at his watch and asked, "Is it time to go to bed at this time?"
"It's a little later today." Lin Chaosheng wrapped his hands around the cup, clutching his palms, his white fingertips glowed a touch of red due to the hot temperature, "I'm really not sleepy."
Lu Chenfeng: "Have you always maintained the habit of going to bed early and getting up early?"
"It only started in the last two years. I used to be a night owl." Lin Chaosheng said, "Sometimes, in order to catch up with work, there are cases where I don't sleep for three or four days."
rush to work? Lu Chenfeng suppressed the doubts in his heart for a while, and turned the pencil twice around his thumb: "After opening the inn, did you adjust the biological clock?"
Lin Chaosheng said "um": "You can't rely on your youth and ignore everything for the sake of your career, but you should pay more attention to your body."
The end of the pen tapped twice on the drawing book, and Lu Chenfeng tried his best to provoke the topic naturally: "Besides Yunnan, has Boss Lin been to any other city?"
Lin Chaosheng answered truthfully: "If you include business trips, almost all over the country."
Lu Chenfeng noticed Lin Chaosheng's expression: "Where's Beijing?"
Lin Chaosheng lowered his eyelashes when he heard the words, and then raised them quickly: "Stay for two months."
Lu Chenfeng: "Is it also a business trip?"
Lin Chaosheng shook his head: "No."
Lu Chenfeng communicates with people all the year round, and observing words and expressions is the most basic ability in their industry. When fighting price wars at international jewelry exhibitions, it is often necessary to rely on the cautious changes in the other party's expressions to judge whether the final price of gemstones may increase or decrease. . So much so that when he caught the dim light in Lin Chaosheng's eyes for a moment, he immediately understood that he should not continue the topic.
Lin Chaosheng pointed to Lu Chenfeng's picture book: "Can I see your design?"
"I'm afraid it's inconvenient for others." Turning the first page, Lu Chenfeng handed him the book, "Of course you can."
This answer gave Lin Chaosheng the feeling that Lu Chenfeng asked "Is smoking allowed in the inn" on the first night of his stay in "Jiaxi", and he replied "it's allowed now", there is a kind of "special treatment" by the other party. pleasure.
Taking advantage of the light from the front hall, Lin Chaosheng flipped the page. He just saw the fourth work and couldn't help but sigh: "How did you come up with these unique designs?"
Lu Chenfeng smiled calmly: "This is not unique in the industry, at most it's 'eye-catching'."
Lin Chaosheng looked slightly surprised: "Your standards in this industry are so harsh?"
The suddenly raised eyes were too pure, and Lu Chenfeng stopped the movement of turning his pen: "It's not harsh, it's just that I'm still far behind."
Lin Chaosheng admired a red coral original branch enamel pendant, and asked casually, "Will there be a time when inspiration is lacking?"
"Actually, there are many sources of inspiration. It includes everything in the world, such as the scene in front of us, the building behind us, even the lights and ships on the shore, the moonlight at this moment, and... your eyes." Lu Chenfeng frankly Dao said, "There are all kinds of things that bring inspiration. As for how to use it, it depends on the ability of the designers."
your eyes. When Lin Chaosheng heard these four words, he subconsciously avoided Lu Chenfeng's line of sight, and then looked back slowly, pretending to be calm.
There was a faint smile on Lu Chenfeng's face, but his tone was self-deprecating: "But I won't hide it from you, now I have no ability at all."
A layer of soft light floated in the steaming teacup, Lin Chaosheng closed the book, caressed the place where Lu Chenfeng couldn't see it with the hand that supported the bottom, and then handed it back, thinking about the design, "About the design, I don't know anything about it, but maybe I can give you some other inspirations from a layman's point of view."
Lu Chenfeng tilted his head with interest: "All ears."
Lin Chaosheng raised an arm, clenched a fist against his face, and his voice had a softer texture against the backdrop of the night: "I think the meaning of travel is to find one's own romanticism in nature."
All he wanted to say was this sentence, and in the long blank after that, the two of them remained silent in tacit understanding.
Romanticism...? Lu Chenfeng pointed his index finger on the wall of the cup, and frowned in thought.
"None of the sources of inspiration you mentioned just now came from yourself." Lin Chaosheng said, "Why don't it be better to try to reflect and express according to your own heart?"
It is undeniable that Lin Chaosheng's words really made Lu Chenfeng want to re-examine his works. Putting away the pen and paper, he picked up the teacup and touched the rim of Lin Chaosheng's cup: "It seems that every time I chat with you, I can always gain something."
"Really, that's really the best." His eyes stayed on Lu Chenfeng's hand for a few seconds, Lin Chaosheng picked up the cup, stared at the moving tea, and said warmly, "Anyway, I just hope you can be true. This line."