Although Lu Chenfeng estimated that this business trip might take about a week, based on the frequency of more than a dozen phone calls a day, Lin Chaosheng had a hunch that he would return early.
In late June, Beijing has entered the midsummer, and Yuedong Park is full of flowers and plants. The temperature in the suburbs is pleasant. Lin Chaosheng walked around with his camera on his back and took pictures. Sometimes the people around him were children and sometimes the elderly.
Sitting on the bench and sifting through the photos in the camera, he turned to a picture of Lu Chenfeng in a formal suit, Lin Chaosheng's thoughts drifted out of his mind, and for a moment, he suddenly felt that it was indeed a long time since he left.
Lin Chaosheng looked up at the blue sky, pursed his lips and said in disappointment, "There are still two days."
The mood affected the progress of the shooting. The sunset was getting deeper, and Lin Chaosheng walked home step by step. The sycamore and ginkgo trees form a shady path. When the summer wind blows, some fallen leaves float to his shoulders, and one of them rotates at Lin Chaosheng's fingertips.
The car on the side of the road passed quickly, and he followed the disappearing taillights and cast his eyes away. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, a figure appeared that made him think about it.
Lin Chaosheng stood at the end of the boulevard, staring blankly at Lu Chenfeng, who was waiting for him to go home at the gate of the community. The man was looking at the farmers market at the west end of the bridge. He was tall and looked like a child anxiously looking for his family.
The moment they looked at each other, Lin Chaosheng took a step forward, changing from a brisk walk to a trot, Lu Chenfeng stepped forward to meet him, frowned and shouted "don't worry", and then heaved a sigh of relief after hugging him.
Listening to the other's chaotic heartbeat, Lu Chenfeng asked worriedly, "Are you feeling any discomfort?"
"I'm so happy." Lin Chaosheng closed his eyes and deeply felt the joy of reunion, "I feel like running a marathon is no problem."
Looking at the shocked expression on the security guard's face, Lin Chaosheng temporarily restrained and separated some distance. He didn't find Lu Chenfeng's luggage. He asked, "Have you gone home?"
"Yeah." Lu Chenfeng took the camera and put it on his shoulders, and replied, "I found you were not there, so I came to wait for you at the door."
Lin Chaosheng: "Did you think I went to the farmers market?"
Lu Chenfeng nodded: "There are not many leftovers of your favorite bacon and braised beef in the refrigerator. It's either the farmers market or the photoshoot in Yuedong Park."
After swiping the card to enter the unit building, before the door was closed, Lin Chaosheng took the initiative to kiss. Lu Chenfeng likes to listen to his slightly panting breath, and enjoys the kiss that he understands more and more.
As the sky slowly darkened, Lin Chaosheng was sweating on his forehead.
"It's weird." Lin Chaosheng muttered.
"What's wrong?" Lu Chenfeng wondered.
Lin Chaosheng rolled his eyes: "You are right in front of me at the moment, but my thoughts are still undiminished."
Lu Chenfeng frowned and smiled, and leaned over to cover his lips again: "It seems that it's not enough."
The air conditioner made a "ding" sound, and a cool breeze poured in in the sultry heat. At about eight o'clock, there was a pot of potatoes, a basket of cabbage hearts, half a gourd and two eggplants on the kitchen table. Lu Chenfeng picked a few small peppers from the yard, Lin Chaosheng cooked sliced beef into a pot, and the rice for three was swept away by two people with great appetites.
The room was dim and there was a chandelier. They were crowded under the same light, Lu Chenfeng said, "I have good news to tell you."
Lin Chaosheng put down the chopsticks, folded his arms on the table, and sat upright: "Go ahead, I will laugh in a low voice."
Lu Chenfeng couldn't help laughing: "Our family has income, I plan to hand in all of it."
Lin Chaosheng tensed the corners of his mouth: "Okay, then I will accept it as my part."
After a short laugh, Lu Chenfeng filled Lin Chaosheng with bean sprout soup and asked, "Is there anything you want to buy recently?"
Lin Chaosheng responded quickly: "There is indeed one."
He pointed to the two group photos on the TV cabinet, one was a family photo of Lin Chaosheng and his parents, and the other was a wedding photo of Lu Chenfeng's parents. Lin Chaosheng raised his chin at them: "Do you feel like something is missing?"
Lu Chenfeng answered knowingly: "Less one of ours."
"I specially vacated a wall without any decorations, just want to use it as a background to take a photo of us." Lin Chaosheng said, "It should not be life-like, but formal."
Regarding the thing Lin Chaosheng wanted to buy, Lu Chenfeng said clearly, "We are still short of a suit."
The next afternoon, in the high-end clothing store on the second floor of Fangcao Shopping Center, the shopping guide had four or five different types of suit shirts on the arms of the shopping guide. , but wearing it on Lin Chaosheng can hardly find any shortcomings.
Lu Chenfeng was fascinated several times, the magazines spread out in his hand were like decorations, and he patronized and tasted Lin Chaosheng's figure. This person's college student dress is enough to be sultry, and he suddenly changed to a white-collar elite, which caused his breathing to be a little difficult.
Lu Chenfeng was dressed in dark blue, while Lin Chaosheng chose silver and gray. The two stood side by side, and several shopping guides were chatting excitedly. New customers almost forgot to shout "Welcome" when they entered the store.
Lin Chaosheng didn't ask Lu Chenfeng's advice. The other party saw that he always wore a thick filter, and he didn't ask the shopping guide. Every item was the best in their mouths. Coincidentally, the store manager's son was sitting on the couch. The child's eyes were the most pertinent. Lin Chaosheng stepped closer and asked him for his opinion.
After taking a closer look at the person in front of him, the boy touched his chin pretending to be old-fashioned, as if he was thinking about words, but he couldn't find any faults, so he gave Lin Chaosheng a thumbs up in approval.
After paying the money, he cut off the label. The bag contained the clothes from when he arrived, and the newly bought clothes were worn directly on his body. Lin Chaosheng sat in the co-pilot, straightened his tie in front of the vanity mirror, and Lu Chenfeng raised his hand on his chest. Pressed over the head to the backrest, the reclined seat bears the weight of two people.
The original parking fee was less than 30 minutes, but it turned out to be an hour. Lin Chaosheng blushed, flattened his crumpled shirt, and severely criticized Lu Chenfeng for not being complacent even if he made money. Lu Chenfeng said that he had restrained himself enough and wanted to Otherwise, how could this parking fee only be doubled.
Returning to Yuyuan Community, the sun was ebbing from the house, and the brightness was not ideal. Lin Chaosheng moved the lamp in the bedroom, set up a tripod, and adjusted the lens to the most suitable angle.
Lin Chaosheng instructed Lu Chenfeng: "You stand over and I'll take a look."
Lu Chenfeng fastened his coat buttons and straightened his back in an orderly manner. When he looked at Lin Chaosheng behind the camera, an indescribable emotion suddenly surged into his heart, and the bridge of his nose suddenly soured.
Lin Chaosheng bent over to observe Lu Chenfeng's expression through the viewfinder, pursed his lips in a moving way, and kept his voice steady and asked, "Chenfeng, smile."
Lu Chenfeng raised his hand and stroked the sides of his nose, solemnly cleared his throat, then relaxed his body and straightened his head, facing Lin Chaosheng with a smile.
Lin Chaosheng pressed the shutter, and the photo appeared clearly. He touched Lu Chenfeng's face on the screen with his fingertips, and murmured, "It's pretty good, it's the effect I want."
After setting the photo time, Lin Chaosheng lowered his shoulders and took a deep breath, stretched his eyebrows and walked towards Lu Chenfeng. Lu Chenfeng caught his outstretched hand, and the two arranged their clothes for each other, facing the camera together.
There was only a solitary camera on the opposite side, but Lu Chenfeng said reverently, "I will."
Lin Chaosheng solemnly repeated: "I will."
Their fitted palms were covered with sweat, their faces were red and their hearts were racing, as if they were experiencing the most important thing in life. The liveliness outside the window became clearer and clearer. Before waiting for the shutter release, Lu Chenfeng raised the corner of his stiff lips and asked, "Did you set the wrong time?"
Lin Chaosheng read the seconds in his mind, and he said, "Prepare—"
There was a touch of tenderness on the side of his face, and Lin Chaosheng kissed Lu Chenfeng on tiptoe. "Kacha", the picture freezes Lu Chenfeng laughing. Later, Lin Chaosheng took out this extremely indecent group photo from a stack of photos, put it in a photo frame, and placed it next to the small flowerpot on the windowsill.
It was early in July, and before the morning light climbed into the bedroom, it reached the newly taken group photo hanging on the wall of the living room. Whenever Lu Chenfeng stares at it, he can always have a deeper understanding of the meaning of "home". Lin Chaosheng's existence is not only to accompany him through the long and dull years, but to have life after him.