The trees on the street were covered with deep greenery. On the first day of May, Lu Chenfeng invited Lin Chaosheng to his jewelry studio to "take a guest".
It took two full days to shake off the messy and untidy studio. Lu Chenfeng never thought that he would be able to return here safely. After all, losing integrity in an industry is more serious than any crisis. There is almost no such dilemma. way out.
Before the trip, he locked himself in the studio and recalled the past ten years. He stumbled all the way, stumbled and gritted his teeth and persevered. After struggling for eight years, he managed to gain a firm footing, allowing the LANME brand to squeeze out a place in the jewelry industry.
However, due to a moment of negligence, he stepped into the abyss with one foot, and the honor was instantly wiped away, and nothing was retained.
Lu Chenfeng lost the energy of "slamming into the south wall" when he graduated from college, and he desperately relied on his blood to fight to this day. He was instantly extinguished by the cold world. Supporting himself to stand back to the starting point bravely, and again, he just wants to avoid the accusations of others, give up persistence, and completely escape the industry and circle on which he depends.
The screen window of the bedroom was opened halfway, and the originally dark vision was lifted to a corner. Lu Chenfeng turned his dazed gaze facing the ceiling to the beam of light that spilled into the room. Lin Chaosheng stood in front of the window, and his small head came in and waved at him. He waved the spatula in his hand: "Good morning, get up, it's time to eat."
Fortunately, he has Lin Chaosheng.
Lu Chenfeng lifted the quilt and sat up, grabbed his fluffy hair, and said "good morning". He glanced at his watch. At six forty-five, the meal was ready? Why did Lin Chaosheng get up so early
The small kitchen was filled with the aroma of the food, which was rich and attractive. Lu Chenfeng stood in front of the deserted stage and looked at two lunch boxes, one large and one small. There were meat and vegetables in them, and each compartment was full.
Lu Chenfeng was surprised: "Are you making bento?"
"Yeah." Lin Chaosheng was pouring cream of mushroom soup into the insulated bucket, "This is our lunch."
"There are many delicious restaurants in the shopping mall next to the office building." Lu Chenfeng reminded, "There are also many takeaway restaurants nearby."
"One is too expensive, and the other cannot guarantee hygiene." Lin Chaosheng vetoed, "You can only rest assured that your stomach is taken care of by me."
Lu Chenfeng happily enjoyed Lin Chaosheng's thoughtfulness. He lifted the lid of the steamer on the gas stove. Taro, pumpkin, sweet potato, yam, red dates, and a palm-sized porcelain plate in the middle were warmly sprinkled with chopped green onion and sesame seeds. custard.
"I still advocate a light breakfast." Lin Chaosheng closed the lid of the lunch box and weighed the weight. "There is millet porridge in the rice cooker. Take a bowl to serve it myself, and I will pack my schoolbag."
pack the school bag? Lu Chenfeng was aroused by these four words, and followed Lin Chaosheng disobediently to his bedroom. There was a black backpack on the desk, three books related to surveying and mapping and a soft leather pencil case.
In Lu Chenfeng's mind, an interesting picture of the workaholic brother leading the Xueba younger brother to the unit to do homework suddenly appeared. He couldn't help but lowered his head and pursed his lips, and raised his hand to press the bridge of his nose in a funny way.
After breakfast, Lu Chenfeng was wearing the shirt with snowflake silver cufflinks and a silver-gray suit over it. When he was buttoning up, he tilted his head to look at Lin Chaosheng. The other party was wearing a casual style, with a thin hoodie and jeans. He looked like a fresh and sunny college student, so the interesting image he just suppressed popped into Lu Chenfeng's mind again.
Lin Chaosheng fine-tuned the neckline of his shirt for him and asked, "Why did you choose this dress?"
Lu Chenfeng stared into his eyes and replied, "I want to have a sense of ritual."
Lin Chaosheng turned to straighten Lu Chenfeng's tie, Lu Chenfeng put his hand on his waist unbearably, and stroked through the fabric a few times: "It's good."
Lin Chaosheng said knowingly: "cherish the moment of warmth now. When I get to work, our family should be like fighting/war every morning."
After swiping the card, the Mercedes-Benz slowed down and drove into the parking lot. Lin Chaosheng looked up at the towering office building, which stood in the center of the business circle.
The security guard greeted Lu Chenfeng warmly, Lu Chenfeng responded politely, led Lin Chaosheng onto the sound-absorbing carpet, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button on the fifteenth floor.
Lin Chaosheng carried a one-shoulder backpack, and his expression was calm and fearless.
The elevator door showed Lin Chaosheng's figure, and Lu Chenfeng calmly admired it from the corner of his eye. The number of floors kept jumping up, and when he noticed something strange, Lin Chaosheng shifted his gaze to break Lu Chenfeng's peeping, and asked frankly, "You're wrong, you've watched all the way, haven't you seen enough?"
Lu Chenfeng paused for a moment, then smiled kindly at his "Xueba younger brother".
Having been to the house in Wanguocheng, he was already familiar with Lu Chenfeng's taste. Lin Chaosheng locked the teak door of Room 1504, and the metal nameplate above was engraved with "LANME Studio" in thin gold.
Turning the door lock, stepping over the threshold, the floor tiles under his feet turned into thick blankets. Lin Chaosheng looked far and saw four rectangular glass cabinets. Several designs by Lu Chenfeng were displayed on the turntable. There were sofas and coffee tables around them, as if A luxurious showroom.
The space is 160 square meters. In addition to the manuscripts of accessories that Lu Chenfeng has drawn in the past two years, there are also photos of some areas and cities he has visited - the red church in Sri Lanka, the Mameng mine in Myanmar, and Indonesia. of tropical rain forests, and Yamdrok Yongcuo in Tibet, China.
Turning around the arched corner, and separated by a heavy glass door, Lu Chenfeng decorated the back room into a miniature museum. Corresponding to the raw ore specimens he collected, the exhibition board on the side introduced the history of gems by classification.
Lin Chaosheng sighed: "Boss Lu is very imposing here."
Lu Chenfeng is modest: "Mr. Lin laughed, what tea would you like to drink?"
Lin Chaosheng replied: "As you like."
Lu Chenfeng twisted open the porcelain jar of Ceylon black tea, and explained to Lin Chaosheng while heating hot water: "Looking at the style, these things are actually not worth a lot of money, and the ore specimens have no transaction value. The carpet and coffee machine in the living room are sponsored by Fang Yi, and half of the income is used to pay rent and utility bills.”
Lin Chaosheng was still reading the content on the exhibition board. There were several handwritings written by Lu Chenfeng. He was reluctant to ignore it, and only answered lightly with a trace of his mind: "Your intentions are the most priceless."
There was a small wooden table in the place with the best lighting. Lin Chaosheng took off his backpack and took a sip of the black tea. The touch of his tongue was light and soft, and the fragrance of lily of the valley was diffused. No wonder Song Yike liked this taste.
Lu Chenfeng's computer was in standby mode, constantly changing the screen saver pictures. Lin Chaosheng moved the mouse, and the lit screen jumped into view. The desktop was a group photo of the two of them in the ancient city of Dali.
Looking back at the bare wooden table in front of the window, Lin Chaosheng's thoughts moved slightly, but Lu Chenfeng asked for a seven-inch photo frame and started his "old job".
After editing the size, Lin Chaosheng printed out their group photo on photo paper, cut out the blank and pressed it into the photo frame, then sat down with it and placed it on his new desk.
It seems that the love and affection for a person in school can be reflected in this narrow desk, such as the love letter in the table hole, the message under the paper, the locked diary, the rubber and ruler with the other person's name engraved on it. , and treasured letters or photographs.
Lin Chaosheng was a few years late to realize how precious this feeling was, but it didn't prevent him from putting the book in front of the photo frame with anticipation, taking out the pencil case, facing the sun at the moment, and looking back at the person he liked the most.