The disappearing voices melted into the brisk melody of a new urban ballad, which instantly became illusory and untraceable. Breaking his entangled eyes, he drew two circles around the mouth of the glass with his fingers. Lu Chenfeng stared at the circle of warm yellow halo scattered on the table, and deliberately replied to Lin Chaosheng's vague answer, trying to find out his reaction: "I think a People travel more freely."
Taking a sip of wine, as if to strengthen himself, Lin Chaosheng licked/licked his lips, his face was disappointed, but his tone pretended to be casual: "So you have a girlfriend?"
"No." This time, Lu Chenfeng answered quickly, he locked Lin Chaosheng's eyes, which were frantic because of his guilty conscience, "About my relationship, what else do you want to ask?"
Lin Chaosheng frowned: "I..."
"The Lin Chaosheng I know has always been frank and straightforward." He tilted the glass and touched Lin Chaosheng's wine glass, Lu Chenfeng slowed down, "If you have any questions, ask directly, and I will tell the truth."
Unconsciously closing the hand that was holding the cup, Lin Chaosheng lowered his eyebrows and smiled gently, then turned his eyes at Lu Chenfeng and raised his cup: "Let go and drink?"
Lu Chenfeng gave a light "um" and said, "I will accompany you to the end."
Although they said that, they both restrained their energy. Although Lu Chenfeng assured Lin Chaosheng that his wine was good, but after all, he had something in his heart and was restless. When facing the person he liked, who would know that it was obviously impure? Motivation will not be caused by alcohol, in order to avoid losing his sense, he still has reservations.
Lin Chaosheng is the same.
The two wine glasses had bottomed out one after another, and their consciousness was still clear. Lu Chenfeng thought that Lin Chaosheng would sit until the agreed meeting time with the young couple. Unexpectedly, Lin Chaosheng left the stage early and asked Lu Chenfeng to accompany him to do a very important thing.
"Is it related to the business of the inn?" Lu Chenfeng asked as he walked.
Lin Chaosheng shook his head: "Personal affairs."
The second half of the words were not fully revealed, so Lin Chaosheng burped lightly, fearing that Lu Chenfeng would find out, he pursed his lips nervously, and looked at the person beside him with the end of his eyes, only to catch a glimpse of the corner of his mouth. .
The road turns, the light is dim, and in the dimly lit vision, a postcard shop is crowded by a book bar and a water bar standing on the side of the street, revealing a narrow door face, the interior of the curtain is retro and nostalgic, and the entire wall is covered with Various cards.
Lu Chenfeng raised his gaze, and a line of striking blue slogans was posted in places that were out of reach: Write to your future self.
"This store can mail letters and postcards at the time requested by the customer." Lin Chaosheng focused on selecting the pattern on the back of the card. "You can also post it with a stamp after writing, and it will be stamped with the commemorative postmark of the ancient city of Dali."
He took a postcard with a flower field printed on it from the shelf and asked Lu Chenfeng, "Would you like to send one to your family?"
Lu Chenfeng flattened the corners of his lips: "No need."
Seeing this, Lin Chaosheng didn't say any more, borrowed a ballpoint pen from the shop owner, turned to Lu Chenfeng and said, "There is a public smoking area on the opposite street corner, wait for me there."
Nicotine washed away in his lungs all the way, Lu Chenfeng exhaled the smoke comfortably, the shops on both sides were closed, only the small shop in front of him was still lit with a chandelier.
Warm yellow in his eyes, Lin Chaosheng stood by the wooden table and wrote with a pen. He was a bit student-like and well-behaved, but also had the gentleness of a scholar. Lu Chenfeng admired it for a long time, and wasted most of the cigarette in the blink of an eye, but he didn't feel it was a pity.
Lin Chaosheng's movements were much faster than Lu Chenfeng imagined, and he didn't seem to write a few words. After putting down a pen, he explained to the owner of the shop, paid the money, and Lin Chaosheng marked the specific date of the entrusted shop for mailing in the book.
When he stepped outside the store, Lu Chenfeng was already standing at the bottom of the steps waiting for him, with a faint smell of smoke on his body and two mints in his mouth.
Lu Chenfeng asked, "Who are you sending it to?"
Lin Chaosheng replied, "Secret."
There was a street lamp a few meters apart. The shadows of the two stretched and overlapped behind him. Lu Chenfeng changed his mind and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to write a postcard?"
Lin Chaosheng still replied: "Secret."
Reluctant to reveal a bit of information, there was still a hint of meaning in his eyes, Lu Chenfeng looked at Lin Chaosheng's smirk, uncontrollably wanted to raise his hand to pinch the tip of his nose, and finally turned his hands into his pockets with restraint, his face full of innocence. Shrugged his shoulders.
Below the archway at the entrance of the ancient city, a man and a woman are waiting. When the girl saw Lu Chenfeng and Lin Chaosheng, she didn't rush to say hello, but raised the camera on her chest, and took the soft moonlight and dim lights into the viewfinder to take a clear group photo of them.
It was the same bun that came from. The road on the way back was smooth and smooth. The car stopped in front of the courtyard of Jiaxi Inn. Lin Chaosheng thanked the driver and found that after getting off the car, Lu Chenfeng kept frowning and pouring mints into his mouth.
"What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?" Lin Chaosheng asked.
Lu Chenfeng's voice was low: "It's a little over the top."
Lin Chaosheng smirked: "Do you want me to help you back to your room?"
"Not yet." Lu Chenfeng unbuttoned his collar to take a breath, and touched the pair of snowflake silver cufflinks, he didn't lose it. "Just get some sleep," he said reassuringly.
Lin Chaosheng caught all the small movements, and after a few seconds of pause, he said "good night" to the guests, and patted Lu Chenfeng on the shoulder: "I'll go to the kitchen to make two cups of sobering tea, you wait for me in your room."
The door of the room was wide open, facing several photographs on the wall of the corridor. Lu Chenfeng did not go into the room, but stood at the entrance and waited patiently. The state of being slightly drunk is most afraid of riding in the car. When I shake the wind, my head starts to feel dizzy, and my mind is still clear. At least I can see the outline of the mountains and seas under the camera.
The sky is high and secluded, the river is meandering, and all the scenery that comes into sight at one time is Lin Chaosheng.
The sound of footsteps was heard at the entrance of the corridor, Lu Chenfeng lowered his eyes, stared at the void silently, just listening to the other party's movements, every step seemed to match his own heartbeat.
It wasn't until Lin Chaosheng's shadow appeared on the carpet, and he heard the sound of the teacups knocking together, that Lu Chenfeng sorted out his confusion and slowly raised his head.
Under the porch light, Lin Chaosheng's flushed cheeks could be seen at a glance, and he looked a little pitiful as he carefully held the cup.
Lu Chenfeng wrapped his elbows and leaned against the wall, his consciousness completely drifted away. With the spirit of drinking in the rising tide, he joked, "Boss Lin is very courageous and dares to enter the room of a drunk man."
Lin Chaosheng put down the hangover tea in his hand and stood in front of the cabinet without answering. Suddenly, the room was so quiet that you could hear the needle falling, and the silent blank dragged on for a long time and tormented. Lu Chenfeng thought that Lin Chaosheng had probably guessed the hidden meaning of his words.
He was a little panicked, he couldn't resist crossing the line in the end, Lu Chenfeng couldn't predict what choice the other party would make when he noticed his sexuality. Would he pretend that nothing happened and continue to get along as friends, or would he deliberately avoid suspicion and distance, and stay away
His thoughts floated up and down in the misty drunkenness, and in the next second, Lin Chaosheng suddenly turned around and took two steps in front of Lu Chenfeng, narrowing the distance between them, and their eyes were close to each other.
Lin Chaosheng raised his eyelashes, his half-curved lips seemed to exude a seductive aura that Lu Chenfeng couldn't resist, and after a while, he replied softly, "Mr. Lu is not too timid, dare to let a man who has drunk enter you Room."
For a moment, the world seemed to have only a square inch of land left. The two people met on a narrow road, and the two auras collided.
Inevitably attracted and evenly confronted, Lu Chenfeng and Lin Chaosheng both peeped and understood each other's deepest secrets at this moment.