Lu Chenfeng has never acted impulsively. He is naturally stable and used to thinking twice before acting. This is also related to his many years of experience in the jewelry industry. Whether it is selling gems or designing, every link involves monetary interests and affects the reputation of the brand, so every decision he makes must be carefully considered.
Pulling the suitcase back to the original room, Lu Chenfeng closed the door to block out all the sounds outside, and his ears suddenly fell silent. There was only twilight left in the house, he took off his watch and put it on the bedside, walked to the balcony, and sat in the rattan armchair.
Including this trip, although it was a temporary initiative, there was no plan and purpose, and it was not a decision Lu Chenfeng made hastily. Real encounters have repeatedly drained his enthusiasm for life. Lu Chenfeng does not deny it. When Lin Chaosheng asked him what he thought of the passage about "travel" in the guest book, he really belonged to the latter, and he was very interested in his own life. Life is a complete disappointment.
That's why he wanted to stop meaningless effort and busyness, and chose to travel to relieve pressure, but he couldn't find a clear reason to stay here, the scenery is good, the environment is good, the accommodation conditions are good, the boss is good , these are not sufficient reasons to be decisive.
The house on the left side of the field of vision casts a light on the shore, and a fishing boat rises and falls with the ripples on the water. The night was silent, the boat destroyed the still picture, Lu Chenfeng could only attribute his decision to a momentary impulse.
Rarely does he feel that way.
Even if he wants to stay for a week, Lu Chenfeng will not feel bored. He likes to read books. The row of bookshelves in the front hall is exactly what he likes. The atmosphere of the inn is very suitable for reading. He can spend it in the way he is good at. This slow time.
Dinner was eaten in the room. When Jian Yi came to collect the plate, she handed Lu Chenfeng a bag of grapes: "This is from our boss. Thank you for your support to Jiaxi Inn."
I had no dreams all night, maybe it was because I drank green orange tea and ate grapes before going to sleep, and it was already bright when I opened my eyes. At half past six, Lu Chenfeng slept for more than seven hours.
After a simple shower, he combed his hair twice with his fingers, and Lu Chenfeng dressed his clothes neatly, still in a shirt, suit and trousers. When he rolled the cuffs to his arms, he realized that he had lost a cufflink at some point. Although it would not affect anything, it still made Lu Chenfeng feel a little distressed.
This shirt was the last birthday present his father bought for him before he died.
Passing by the front hall with a cigarette pack in his hand, Jian Yi was preparing meals for each room. Lu Chenfeng pushed open the door and stepped outside the store, lowered his head and sipped a cigarette. The lighter lit up with a bright flame in the shadow under the eaves.
When Lu Chenfeng smokes, his eyes are always lowered, and he is used to staring at a void to let himself go. The rising blue thread hides the fluctuating emotions in his eyes. The action of biting the cigarette and inhaling deeply makes him very lazy, but his body is transparent. Exudes a handsome temperament.
"Good morning."
The clean voice plunged into the private barrier that Lu Chenfeng had just built, his empty pupils blinked and focused, he looked around, but found no one.
So he clipped the cigarette and raised his head against the morning light. A figure stood in front of the roof fence on the third floor. Lu Chenfeng raised his hand to block the dazzling light. After seeing that it was Lin Chaosheng, he replied, "Good morning."
"Do you want to come up?" Lin Chaosheng invited him.
Lu Chenfeng said "Okay", lowered his head and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, before taking two steps back, Lin Chaosheng's voice came again: "Go back to the house and change into thicker clothes."
Lu Chenfeng stood and looked at him, and found that the other party was moving parallel to him, and the shadows on the ground were overlapping.
"It's a little windy." Lin Chaosheng stopped, "It's quite cold."
The suitcase contained a set of tracksuits, light grey, with two standard white strips drawn on the side of the trousers. Stepping on a pair of soft-bottomed "shamrocks", he climbed the escalator at the end of the corridor. The wooden door on the rooftop was half open. Lu Chenfeng stepped on the threshold, and his vision was wide open, the sea breeze was blowing, the clouds were low, and the sky seemed to be within reach.
Lin Chaosheng, who was sitting on the bench, turned his head when he heard the sound, put his arms on the back of the chair, and smiled: "You look younger than me now."
Lu Chenfeng put his hands in his pockets: "Is it because of the clothes?"
"It's mainly because of the collar." Lin Chaosheng waited for Lu Chenfeng to sit down, then turned around and said, "The zipper is pulled to the top and then turned out. I didn't do this in high school."
Lu Chenfeng didn't think much, he retracted the zipper to the collarbone, and opened the neckline: "I have a habit of wearing school uniforms when I was a student. When I wear sports clothes, I want to turn the collar."
Lin Chaosheng said: "It's better to pull it up, so that the cold will not get into the clothes."
Without thinking, Lu Chenfeng pulled the zipper back to the top again, puffed out his cheeks and exhaled, poked the tip of his chin into the collar, shrugged his shoulders and shrank his neck, Lin Chaosheng pursed his lips when he saw this, the other party's appearance revealed a sense of innocence. His youthful feeling was different from yesterday's maturity, which made his heart tingle slightly.
Lu Chenfeng opened his mouth, but did not make a sound. Lin Chaosheng noticed that he was hesitating to speak, and narrowed his eyes facing the sun: "If you have any requirements, just open your mouth."
Lu Chenfeng: "It's not a request, I just think it might be a bit offensive to ask."
After listening, Lin Chaosheng leaned back in the chair: "It's up to me to decide whether to offend or not. Let's hear it first?"
Lu Chenfeng paused for a moment: "What do you usually do?"
"Me?" Lin Chaosheng said with a smile, "bathing in the sun, drinking tea, pressing down the road, and enjoying the flowers."
Lu Chenfeng was amused by his answer, which rhymed.
"Do you think I'm wasting my life?" Lin Chaosheng asked.
"There is no template for 'life', and no one can judge and define a person's life." Lu Chenfeng's low tone spread into the wind, and the sun was getting warmer, "As long as you like it, doing these things is meaningful."
The fingertips tucked in the woolen sleeves curled up towards the palm of his hand. Lin Chaosheng looked at Lu Chenfeng with complicated eyes: "I suddenly want to know what kind of work you do."
Lu Chenfeng turned his head: "Do you want to guess?"
Lin Chaosheng: "Is it easy to guess?"
Lu Chenfeng pressed the bridge of his nose: "Maybe... it's not that easy."
"No hurry." Lin Chaosheng said, "I still have a week."
After chatting here, Lin Chaosheng got up and walked to the railing, stretched comfortably, and turned the topic back to business: "Jian Yi has charged you for one day's room fee, there are special offers for staying in the hotel in March and April, stay six get one free, I'll give you the extra money back."
Lu Chenfeng refused: "No, I don't eat out either, it's just a meal fee."
"Or it can be used as a tour guide fee." Lin Chaosheng put his elbows on the fence, with an imperceptible smile in his tone, "But I'm not a professional, so don't dislike it, Mr. Lu."
The mood is like the wind at this time, the clouds dissipate, and the sky is clear, Lu Chenfeng asked in a warm voice, "Will you not delay you from basking in the sun, driving down the road, drinking tea and enjoying flowers?"
Lin Chaosheng reminded him: "Anyway, my identity is the boss of 'Jiaxi', serving customers and making money are the first things."
Lu Chenfeng nodded: "Then I accept it with peace of mind."
In the front hall on the first floor, Jian Yi was checking in for new visitors. Someone clenched his fist and knocked on the counter. He looked up and said, "Brother?"
Lin Chaosheng reached out to him: "Give me the key to your electric motorcycle."
"Why?" Jian Yi curled her lips like a calf, "What do you want to do with my car!"
"Lend me for a day." Lin Chaosheng raised his index finger, "I'll make you pineapple rice tomorrow night for another dinner."
The foodie Jian Yi didn't need to weigh at all, and without any hesitation, she willingly handed the key to Lin Chaosheng: "Okay, deal!"