When they were in Dali, taking a walk at sunset seemed to be a tacit understanding between Lu Chenfeng and Lin Chaosheng. After returning to Beijing, the two didn't mind making this a habit.
The suburbs of Beijing are very quiet, and there are few people on the road. The season is at the end of spring, and the temperature at this time is the closest to the normal temperature in Dali. The willows are freshly green, and the vegetation is lush. After crossing the Desi Bridge, the noise of the farmers' market can be heard, and it seems that I have spied a corner of the world of fireworks.
Lu Chenfeng's memory of this place is still in his childhood. At that time, when the school issued school uniforms, his height was too fast and his legs were too long. According to his standard size, the school pants were always a little shorter, and one size larger had a surplus. Therefore, Lu's father brought Lu Chenfeng to the farmer. The tailor shop in the market, looking for a master to cut the length of the pants.
Now the location of the tailor shop has been replaced by a seed shop. The owner of the shop originally sold dried fruits in partnership with his friends. After the friends withdrew his investment, he started selling flower and fruit seedlings all over the country. The uncle has a deep memory of Lin Chaosheng, not because he took care of his business in the morning, but because his bright eyes are clear and clean, and the curvature of the end of his eyes always brings a smile, making people unreasonably close.
The uncle called enthusiastically, "Mr. Lin is here."
Lin Chaosheng nodded politely, and pointed to Lu Chenfeng the square paper bag with flower patterns hanging all over the wall: "I want to buy a bag of sunflower seeds."
"I've filled up your yard, and my little flowerpot is still empty."
Lu Chenfeng thought hard all the way, what treasures in the dilapidated farmers' market deserve Lin Chaosheng's concern, who would have thought that it was actually a few seeds.
He pressed down Lin Chaosheng's raised arm with a wry smile, held the opponent's hand blatantly, put on a chasing posture, and said in a low voice, "Seriously, although my studio has not reopened yet, as long as you like it, I can still afford a bunch of it every day.”
Lin Chaosheng brought out his theory: "Before we can make money, we can save on household expenses."
Lu Chenfeng immediately retorted: "But this kind of thing shouldn't save money."
Lin Chaosheng asked, "What kind of thing?"
Lu Chenfeng replied, "To please you."
Lin Chaosheng held back his smile and glanced at the shopkeeper, who was receiving other guests, but did not notice the unusual intimate whispers of the two of them.
Although he was delighted by Lu Chenfeng's words, Lin Chaosheng had made up his mind, and the two sides were at a stalemate. He decided to use his trump card, hooking Lu Chenfeng's pinky with his index finger, and then tugging at his sleeve: "Buy it for me, okay?"
Lu Chenfeng rubbed his temples with a headache. He had indeed confessed to Lin Chaosheng during the trip, and acting like a spoiled child worked for him.
Six yuan, a palm-sized paper bag, Lu Chenfeng took out his wallet and sighed, and heard the uncle ask, "I don't want to look at other varieties anymore? If it is planted in the yard, this small bag will not produce many sunflowers."
Lin Chaosheng chose another bottle of nutrient solution, then shook his head and said, "Thank you, I am a potted plant, I can't raise a few."
After returning home, Lin Chaosheng took out the flower pot that Lu Chenfeng made for him from the suitcase, and instructed the other party to dig some soil outside and come back. Lu Chenfeng put on loose casual clothes, squatted in the courtyard with a tall physique, and filled the pottery with a small wooden shovel. He carefully avoided stones and weeds. This was a task that Lin Chaosheng gave him, and he must take it seriously. .
Burying seeds, watering, feeding nutrient solution, and planting sunflowers in small flowerpots were placed on the window sill of the bedroom by Lin Chaosheng. Every morning when he opened his eyes, he could see Lu Chenfeng's paintings of mountains, seas and colorful clouds, as well as blue and white sunny days outside the window. Cloud haze.
In the afternoon of the next day, Lu Chenfeng was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Facing his competition design draft, he finally came up with a few details. In a few days, he was ready to go to the studio to draw and finalize it. Suddenly the doorbell rang, and Lu Chenfeng frowned for a moment. He was worried that this movement would disturb Lin Chaosheng, who was taking a nap in the room.
Lu Chenfeng couldn't help but wonder, got up and put down the picture book, he had only returned to Yuyuan to live for two days, and it was impossible for anyone to visit.
There was a cardboard box at the door, and the courier hurried to the second floor to deliver the package. Lu Chenfeng bent over and picked it up, and checked the information on the express list. The recipient column clearly stated "Lin Chaosheng".
The tightly closed door of the bedroom opened a narrow slit. Lin Chaosheng was still sleeping, with his left hand resting on his ear, breathing steadily and regularly. Lu Chenfeng looked at him from a distance by the door, and just as he was about to close the door, Lin Chaosheng asked, "What's wrong?"
Lu Chenfeng: "Did you disturb you?"
Lin Chaosheng lifted the quilt and propped up his upper body. He leaned against the bed board and blinked to wake up. He took out the medicine bottle in the drawer: "I almost slept."
Lu Chenfeng brought a cup of warm water from the kitchen, put it in Lin Chaosheng's palm, and sat sideways by the bed: "I have a box of express delivery from you. It's quite heavy. What's in it?"
"Has it been delivered?" Unscrewed the bottle and swallowed the four pills. Lin Chaosheng didn't answer directly, "I think you can guess it."
Daily necessities, clothes, snacks, home furnishings, after finishing the answers in his heart, Lu Chenfeng racked his brains and said, "Tell me."
"I checked a few companies that can apply for jobs in Beijing yesterday." Lin Chaosheng counted the names of those companies with his fingers, "But after all, I haven't been in contact with surveying and mapping for two years, and I have forgotten a lot of knowledge. I plan to use surgery. I reviewed it some time ago, so I purchased several textbooks and instruction books online.”
Lu Chenfeng stopped talking, paused for a few seconds, he just said, "Don't make yourself work too hard."
"Several companies I want to apply for have entrance exams. I never fight unprepared battles." Lin Chaosheng said, "Anyway, I can't shame you."
The quilt was warm, the skin on his face was dizzy with a light red color, and Lu Chen stared intently. He actually wanted to talk to Lin Chaosheng about something, but he understood that Lin Chaosheng didn't need his distress, he only hoped that what he did In terms of choice, it can be recognized by Lu Chenfeng.
Lu Chenfeng smiled and said, "I've heard a little about the units you just read. They seem to be in Chaoyang District, not far from where I work."
"Of course." Lin Chaosheng said, "It's too far from you to be within my consideration."
Lu Chenfeng grabbed the hand under the quilt, leaned closer to Lin Chaosheng and asked in a low voice, "You have even thought about your future work, what decision is there that I don't know about?"
Lin Chaosheng said hesitantly, "There's something I've always wanted to discuss with you."
Lu Chenfeng: "No need to discuss, I will only be responsible for implementing your words."
"Do you have any extra desks and chairs in your studio?" Lin Chao smiled embarrassedly, "I don't want to stay at home all day, can I commute with you? I'm just worried that it will affect your work."
"No." Lu Chenfeng affirmed, "This will only make me more motivated."
Taking a pair of bookends from the study, Lin Chaosheng neatly placed the purchased textbooks on the table in the bedroom. In the next few days, Lu Chenfeng could always see the back of Lin Chaosheng studying at his desk. , demeanor focused and diligent.
At the end of April, the planted fruit seedlings soon sprouted. Lin Chaosheng took a watering can and walked around while watering. The balcony door was open. Standing near the pepper pot, he happened to see Lu Chenfeng sitting on the sofa drinking tea and reading.
Lin Chaosheng became playful and wanted to know how long it took for Lu Chenfeng to remember to look up at himself. From time to time, he stretched his waist exaggeratedly, pretending to move his muscles and bones, and drew a flower on the ground with a watering can, tossing and sweating all over, but Lu Chenfeng still didn't raise his head here once.
Lin Chaosheng put his hands around his waist at will, feeling that it should not be done. The next second, he raised his small flower pot on top of his head. As expected, Lu Chenfeng was staring at the book, but the corners of his lips rose uncontrollably.
The purpose of making people happy was achieved, Lin Chaosheng continued to bend over to water the fruit seedlings. In fact, he had already guessed that Lu Chenfeng had been using his peripheral vision to look at himself, because this person hadn't turned a page for a long time.