There are two small boxes of express delivery in front of the door, which are the clothes and daily necessities that Lin Chaosheng bought online. After unpacking, Lu Chenfeng admired the pair of toothbrushes, towels, slippers, and water cups at home, and listened to Lin Chaosheng's tidying up the room. He sighed in his heart that he was already used to running around outside, and now he has truly touched the texture of life.
In the past, most of the time was spent on work. Lu Chen wanted to devote himself to life for the first time. He rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, enthusiastically asking Lin Chaosheng for a job, and honorably received the task of "trying to eat".
When Lu Chenfeng was tasting the salty cola chicken wings, he noticed that the dark yellow oil stains under the range hood had been removed, the spice bottles were neatly placed in the rotating tray, and the dishes on the bowl rack were inserted according to their size. The chopsticks and spoons and forks have been separated, and the metal dragon has a new look.
"Try this again." Lin Chaosheng scooped up a spoonful of Meiling porridge sprinkled with yam tablets and wolfberry from the boiling pot, and brought it to Lu Chenfeng's lips, "Maybe there is too much sugar, I hope not would be too sweet."
Lu Chenfeng swallowed his belly in one mouthful, with a happy look on his eyebrows, and commented with satisfaction: "The sweetness is moderate, just right."
This is Lin Chaosheng's intention, to work hard just to find a satisfied smile on Lu Chenfeng's face, which will be happier than his heartfelt laughter.
In the afternoon, the two were busy with their own affairs in separate rooms. Lu Chenfeng finally completed the design draft of the CGL competition, heaved a sigh of relief and drank the tea in the glass comfortably.
The phone vibrated beside the picture book, Lu Chenfeng picked it up to check, the caller was Fang Yi.
The line was connected, and the other party went straight in: "Brother, have you returned to Beijing?"
"Yeah." Lu Chenfeng responded, "It's been half a month."
"Go to your house or to the studio?" Fang Yi asked directly, "I have some plans to discuss with you."
"The studio." Lu Chenfeng replied, "Yuyuan is too far away from you, I sold the house in Wanguocheng."
He wanted to give a rough overview of his plans on the phone first, but Lu Chenfeng broke Fang Yi's thoughts with a few words, and he raised his voice in shock: "Sold?! How short of money are you? "
Then he suddenly came back to his senses and lowered his voice excitedly: "Could it be that you intend to re-create the LANME brand?"
Lu Chenfeng said conservatively, "Let's take one step at a time."
"That's right." Fang Yi said with relief, "Maybe it will coincide with my plan."
Lu Chenfeng asked indifferently, "Let's talk about it in June."
"Ah? Why is it so long?" Fang Yi was puzzled. "Are you going abroad? Or have you already started taking orders?"
Lu Chenfeng: "Neither."
"Then it's too boring for you to leave me alone." Fang Yi complained in a tone of voice, "It's only the end of April, you've been bored with your family for a month?"
There was the sound of slippers being tapped from the front right. Lu Chenfeng raised his mobile phone and raised his eyes. Lin Chaosheng took a short break after studying, went into the kitchen to drink water and take medicine, and then came over with a kettle to fill Lu Chenfeng with warm tea.
The west-slanting sunlight slid into the house, Lin Chaosheng stood in the bright place, the open neck of his pajamas bare/exposed his straight collarbone, which was meticulously traced by the light. Lu Chenfeng, who was seduced by his long neck, was itchy, and Fang Yi complained about him in the next few words. Didn't hear a word.
"Hello! Hello?" Fang Yi scratched his head on the opposite side, frowning and muttering, "Is the signal in the old house bad?"
Lu Chenfeng moved his lips: "It's two people."
"What?" Fang Yi reacted for a moment, then opened his mouth in shock again, digesting it for a long time before trying to find his voice, "I rely on... The iron tree has finally bloomed?"
The lips that held the rim of the cup were slightly upturned, Lu Chenfeng drank the tea seriously, and did not answer.
The amount of information on the phone was a bit large, and Fang Yi pressed his chest in a complicated mood to suppress his shock: "Okay, then I'll show up again in June."
Lu Chenfeng asked with concern: "Is the magazine busy with work?"
"Those are the same things, writing and reading manuscripts, interviewing successful people in the jewelry industry." Fang Yi said indifferently, "After becoming the editor-in-chief, every month, I have to select and publish several excellent papers by graduate students in major universities. , over and over again in black and white, data proofreading is tedious and boring.”
Lu Chenfeng comforted him: "At least the income is stable."
"I'm tired of hearing this." Fang Yi sighed, "Let's meet and talk."
Hanging up the phone, Lu Chenfeng couldn't wait to walk to the door of Lin Chaosheng's bedroom, staring at the back light of the student leaning on the desk: "I really don't want to disturb your study, but I really can't stay alone, while it's still early, I'll accompany you Go take a picture."
Lin Chaosheng turned around and twirled the ballpoint pen between his fingers: "To tell you the truth, in fact, I have been deserting. If you hadn't answered the phone, I would have invited you."
Waiting for Lin Chaosheng to fiddle with the camera, Lu Chenfeng walked to the table and flipped through a few pages of Lin Chaosheng's notes. He couldn't understand all the map scales and terminology symbols used for surveying and mapping, but between these words and drawings, "Lu Chenfeng" occasionally appeared. These three words really exposed/exposed Lin Chaosheng's inattentiveness when he was studying, and he always liked to slip away.
Lin Chaosheng aimed the camera at Lu Chenfeng and adjusted the focal length: "Fortunately, we didn't meet each other in our school days."
Lu Chenfeng agreed: "It's too easy to affect academic performance."
Lin Chaosheng said firmly: "I have a hunch that if I met you in high school, I would definitely be spoiled by you."
"Why?" Lu Chenfeng was noncommittal.
"You dare to bring people home 'casually'." Lin Chaosheng laughed behind the camera, "You keep saying that you want to buy a house for the other party, you are very motivated, and you can speak sweet words. Who can resist this?"
Unwilling to be outdone, Lu Chenfeng raised his eyebrows and retorted: "If someone hadn't teased me first, 'calculating' step by step, watching me fall into his trap, would I be so determined?"
Lin Chaosheng spread his hands innocently: "It's your own lack of determination."
"I admit it." Lu Chenfeng admitted defeat and nodded, suddenly changed his tone, and looked at Lin Chaosheng softly, "The first time I saw you at Erhai Lake, I followed you into the 'Jiaxi', and then again and again Continue to stay, eager to stay with you longer."
Lin Chaosheng's expression froze, Lu Chenfeng said frankly: "It's just a trip together, and it's like a monster. I want to help you with the garage, savings, and the rest of my life."
He smiled and said, "I don't have any skills, so that's all there is to it, don't dislike it."
Putting down the camera sluggishly, Lin Chaosheng lowered his eyes and stared at Lu Chenfeng in the monitor. The conversation that started with a joke obviously made his nose sore and his eyes slightly hot.
With such a weighty sentence, Lin Chaosheng closed the camera cover, got up and went to the entrance to change his shoes. After barely stabilizing his mind, he replied to Lu Chenfeng in a low voice: "But I don't have anything, you are the real one... Don't dislike it."
Three kilometers east of Yuyuan Community, there is a man-made lake. The forest park built around the lake is called Yuedong. Because it is adjacent to the suburbs, there are few tourists, and only a few lonely bird calls can be heard around, which is exactly what Lu Chenfeng wants - he can hold Lin Chaosheng's hand without covering up when he is walking, or he can be next to each other when he is resting. He, admire his masterpiece.
The stone road that goes up is covered with brocade rhododendrons and pink roses on both sides. Lin Chaosheng is no longer watching the scenery in the viewfinder. He bent down and swept the full petals with his fingertips. The wind whispered softly.
Lu Chenfeng stopped and looked at Lin Chaosheng, who was squatting in front of the flowers. Time seemed to go back to the day when they first met in Dali. It was the same scene, the same picture.
In the past, Lin Chaosheng was a lonely and free idle cloud wild crane, wandering away from the world, not asking about human affairs, a tea, a flower, a scene, enough to slow down time.
Now Lin Chaosheng is no longer alone, he has a vigorous vitality, busy with life, caught in love, but still free.
The golden dust was scattered in the air, and in the distance there was the sound of layers of thin leaves rolled up by the pine wind.
For a moment, Lu Chenfeng seemed to be in a turbulent dream. He raised his hand and waved away the light clouds and mist, and instantly glimpsed the place where he had been running around all day and was constantly searching.