There were two cars parked side by side in the yard, a smoggy blue electric motorcycle, and a familiar Lu Chen, Lin Chaosheng's bicycle.
Lin Chaosheng asked Lu Chenfeng to choose first, and Lu Chenfeng's forehead couldn't help but jump. These two means of transportation rarely appeared in his life, so he pointed to the other party's bicycle: "This is it."
They rode out of the inn and went straight along the road. Before Lin Chaosheng led the way, the two of them kept marching in parallel. Whenever he encounters a place with lush flowers and plants, the blue in the corner of the light will drop quickly, and Lu Chenfeng will occasionally look back, always having the illusion of returning to his student days.
The sun is chasing the boys and girls who are laughing and playing, and their youth is full of enthusiasm. Those days are long gone. Since there is nothing special to remember or miss, Lu Chenfeng, who is only focused on studying and establishing a studio, seems to be unable to deeply understand. Feel what the so-called youth should look like.
With his feet on the ground, Lu Chenfeng looked at Lin Chaosheng, who was holding the handle with both hands, tilting his head to admire the flowers, as if he had some feelings that should not be due at this age. It may also be because he mentioned school uniforms just now, so he couldn't help but imagine what Lin Chaosheng looked like when he was a student.
Walking slowly to the end of the flowers, Lin Chaosheng straightened his eyes again, turned his head left and right in confusion, stopped the car and turned around to look for Lu Chenfeng. He slid towards him with his legs swinging: "What's wrong?"
Lu Chenfeng asked, "Do you like flowers very much?"
"Neither." Lin Chaosheng smiled shyly, adjusted the buckle of the helmet on his chin, and replied, "I just think the scenery in the world is so beautiful, you need to take a look."
The two walked side by side again, Lu Chenfeng mechanically stepped on the pedals, and his long legs struggled back and forth, and he naturally remembered something: "I don't seem to have seen many of your flowers in the inn, but I have a lot of green plants in pots. "
Lin Chaosheng stopped and stepped on the pedal: "Those are also taken care of by Jane Yi. To be honest, I am a person who can raise cactus to death."
Lu Chenfeng was surprised: "Too much water?"
"I forgot to move it to the sun and kept it in a cold and damp place without paying attention." Lin Chaosheng said frankly, "I used to be too busy with my work, and I always didn't have enough time and energy. Can't get up."
The opened lips then closed again, Lu Chenfeng stopped the thought of continuing to talk in time, his relationship with Lin Chaosheng was not yet at the point where he could dabble in each other's past without any scruples, which would make him seem very rash.
"Besides, if I plant flowers all over the house." Lin Chaosheng's voice became very small, as if he was muttering to himself, but it was enough for Lu Chenfeng to hear clearly, "I may not want to go out, I will miss a lot. something."
The scenery in front of it has been replaced by low-rise bungalows standing in rows, sometimes stuffed with a few old tile-roofed buildings. It is a famous tourist attraction in Shuanglang.
Parked the car in the designated area and replaced it with walking. The place with a wide field of vision was bustling with tourists. Before they got close, there was a noisy voice at the entrance of the ancient town. Lu Chenfeng was about to go there, but Lin Chaosheng turned his direction: "This is side."
Go down a slope to the most hidden lanes, where the roads are narrower, the houses are denser, but also the quietest. The fishing village next to the scenic spot still maintains its original appearance and has not been developed and transformed due to the rise of tourism. Lu Chenfeng found several dilapidated awning boats on the shore.
After passing a not-so-long gravel road, he encountered a step that was always backlit, with thick moss on the surface. When Lu Chenfeng stepped on it, he almost fell. He stood at the bottom of the stone step and crossed his right arm in front of Lin Chaosheng: "It's slippery here, be careful."
Lin Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his gaze, lightly grabbed Lu Chenfeng's arm through his clothes, and walked steadily to the ground: "Thank you."
"Please have a drink." Lin Chaosheng simply suggested.
Lu Chenfeng pretended to ask, "Is this a VIP treatment or should it be added to the room fee?"
Lin Chaosheng smiled, but he couldn't see that this person actually had a sense of humor, but he was able to let go a little more than when he first met him. A few minutes later, each of them strolled along the village road with a cup of fruit tea. Lu Chenfeng had hardly experienced this feeling of deliberately slowing down time.
The rhythm of life on weekdays is fast, and the work schedule is very full. Lu Chenfeng often travels to Southeast Asian countries to discuss business. Busy is the norm, so he enjoys the comfort at the moment.
But he was also afraid to get used to the ease.
There are many benches and stone benches around the store. Lu Chenfeng found that Lin Chaosheng couldn't walk fast. He always maintained the same pace, breathing slowly, and seemed to be trying his best to control the ups and downs of his chest.
"Let's rest for a while." Although Lu Chenfeng didn't feel tired, he still suggested this.
Lin Chaosheng sat down on the stone bench: "Sorry, I wasted your time."
"Where is it?" Lu Chenfeng rubbed his trouser legs up, he was used to wearing suit pants, it was a habitual action.
After the other party bent over and sat firmly on the stool, Lin Chaosheng glanced over without a trace, Lu Chenfeng's shoelaces were properly tied, and the bones of his thin ankle were protruding. He fixed his gaze inadvertently and looked at him up close. There was no green residue on his chin, and his hair was meticulously combed. Lin Chaosheng thought that Lu Chenfeng was a person who paid more attention to external details.
"Have you ever wanted to go, but haven't been there yet?" Lin Chaosheng asked.
Lu Chenfeng answered without hesitation: "No."
Lin Chaosheng: "Then why did you come to Dali?"
Lu Chenfeng: "Because it's far from Beijing."
Lin Chaosheng smiled: "Is this a reason?"
Hearing this, Lu Chenfeng had a positive attitude and replied seriously: "I used to go to Ruili for business often, and the partner of the club always recommended that I have time to play around Dali."
Lin Chaosheng: "So is there time now?"
Lu Chenfeng withdrew his distant gaze, moved closer and lowered his eyelashes: "Well."
"Rui Li..." Lin Chaosheng propped his forehead thoughtfully, but he still couldn't guess what Lu Chenfeng was doing.
After a moment's interruption, Lu Chenfeng took a deep breath and turned to ask, "What about you?"
Lin Chaosheng stared at the distant mountains and seas, and slowly opened his lips: "There is a place deep in Cangshan, the scenery is particularly beautiful, and our tour guides here are often called 'the secret garden of Dali'."
After waiting for a few seconds, Lu Chenfeng saw that Lin Chaosheng had no more words, and continued to ask: "You are so close, have you never been there?"
"You can't drive in there, you have to walk a long way." Lin Chaosheng said with a frown, "I am really afraid of being tired."
Lu Chenfeng raised his eyebrows lightly, and gave him the same reaction: "Is this a reason?"
With the ending sound of Lu Chenfeng falling, an ensemble of several instrumental music played not far away, Lin Chaosheng said with his eyes "Go and see", the two got up together and walked slowly along the melody in the narrow alley.
Under the eaves of the alley, several men in ethnic costumes were sitting on the steps, holding three musical instruments: cucurbit flute, yueqin and bawu. They were full of enthusiasm, with their beloved girls in their eyes, happily accompanying them as they danced.
Lu Chenfeng didn't know Ba Wu, so he blindly guessed whether it was a xiao or a flute. He was about to ask Lin Chaosheng for proof, but he couldn't move his eyes away.
The dazzling light climbed onto Lin Chaosheng's hair, illuminating his half-curved eyes, and the gentleness and peace between his brows made him appear pure, clean, and sunny.
Music from a foreign land is in his ears, cheerful and lively, and he listens gently. Lu Chenfeng rarely gets along with strangers and is unsuspecting, but he can't deny that Lin Chaosheng was an accident.
The onlookers were in high spirits and spontaneously clapped their hands and sang the melody. Lin Chaosheng suddenly hooked the corner of his lower lip: "Mr. Lu, watch the performance."
Lu Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was staring straight at Lin Chaosheng, but he didn't act too cramped after being discovered, but raised his hand to scratch the itchy nose when he turned his head.