Facing Can Yang's return journey in the afternoon, Lin Chaosheng asked Lu Chenfeng what he wanted to eat in the evening, so that he could let Jian Yi prepare in advance. Lu Chenfeng's expression turned bitter and he quickly waved his hand. He had just been stuffed with street food by Lin Chaosheng, and one meal could fill up two meals.
The sea breeze is blowing, they are windward, and the Dali climate in early April supports people. Lu Chenfeng grabbed the handle with one hand, took out the candy box from his trouser pocket, and poured a mint into his mouth. This is something he must do after a meal or after smoking a cigarette.
A hand stretched out from the corner of his field of vision. Lu Chenfeng knowingly handed the small tin box to Lin Chaosheng, who was riding a motorcycle. When the other party brought it back, he didn't pick it up and said, "Take it, I have another box there."
Lin Chaosheng said "thank you" without meeting him.
Returning to Jiaxi Inn, Lin Chaosheng instructed Jian Yi to brew a pot of Pu'er raw tea for Lu Chenfeng, and went straight back to his room to take a nap. Lu Chenfeng sat in the rattan chair on the balcony of the room with the teapot and cup in his hand, spread out the books he brought with him, and entered a comfortable reading time with the cool sea breeze.
But the reading speed is much slower than usual.
The surroundings are very quiet and the temperature is suitable. Obviously in this environment, Lu Chenfeng can concentrate on doing what he wants to do, but he gets distracted by reading two lines in black and white and can't remember the sentences, because he knows what, he always does. Involuntarily recalling the morning trip.
There are not many lively scenes, even if it is an impromptu performance, there are not many unforgettable scenery, and not very delicious food. It's just a bland ride on a bicycle and a walk. Rather than treating it as a trip, it's more like life.
Lin Chaosheng's concern was meticulous. On the way back, Lu Chenfeng planned to enter the inn first and foremost, which was to take care of Jianyi and ask for a pot of tea to digest. Before he opened his mouth, Lin Chaosheng had already told him, and Lu Chenfeng had to admit that sometimes the details of his actions were the most poignant.
On second thought, this should be Lin Chaosheng's way of hospitality, the result of years of subtle interaction with people, not just him. However, with this thought, Lu Chenfeng frowned at the page, not knowing why he wanted to be the object of special treatment by Lin Chaosheng in this trivial matter.
When returning the teapot at the front counter in the evening, Lu Chenfeng didn't find Lin Chaosheng, Jian Yi took the initiative to explain that the boss was still resting, and motioned Lu Chenfeng to wait for a while, and when she was done with her work, she needed to discuss with him about the next few days. schedule.
Since I didn't move the nest very much in the afternoon and had no appetite for dinner, Jian Yi helped Lu Chenfeng prepare a few flower cakes that had just come out of the oven, so as not to be hungry at night. He handed the paper full of the itinerary to Lu Chenfeng, and bent his index finger to raise the frame: "The boss said that you have finally come to Dali and would like you to play more places. Here are a few travel itineraries we have made for you. It is not expensive to travel with a group, and the hotel has a preferential price from the partner, which just happens to use the room fee you have left over.”
Lu Chenfeng's first reaction was that Lin Chaosheng had a heart, and his second reaction was that when he walked back to the room to be alone, he realized his disappointment.
It's just that this time Lu Chenfeng didn't think about the reason for his loss. He was interrupted by a message and several missed calls. The other party was the only college classmate and roommate who knew what happened to him, Fang Yi.
Fang Yi: [Picture]
Fang Yi: I signed up, but you can't come.
Lu Chenfeng clicked on the big picture, and a piece of the entry instructions for the CGL Jewelry Design Competition was displayed in front of him. This is the competition with the highest recognition of awards and the most reputation among the industry so far in China. It is held every four years, and hundreds of people have signed up. Thousands, but only ten winners.
Lu Chenfeng looked at the moonlight reflected on the sea, breathing a little heavy. When it comes to design, it's been too long since he produced something he was satisfied with.
In the past few years, I have been making money, and the studio has always regarded catering to the preferences of customers as the first priority of jewelry design. Every initial draft will be modified beyond recognition in the end. The money is earned, But many things are also quietly changing - such as the original intention.
Now, all the efforts in the past have come to nothing. Even if Lu Chenfeng wanted to dig out his "original intention" and shake it, he didn't have the strength, and he couldn't find the motivation to continue on this path.
Difficulties ahead, lack of mood and courage, lack of inspiration and lack of ideas, this competition will not change any status quo. Lu Chenfeng lowered his eyes and typed: Let me think about it.
After a few seconds, Fang Yi replied: I hope to become the most trusted friend with you, and to be the strongest opponent for once.
This night, although Lu Chenfeng slept soundly, he woke up abruptly before dawn. He sat up and eased his fatigue a little. Since he couldn't fall asleep, he might as well go to the balcony to watch the sunrise of Erhai Lake.
Lu Chenfeng pushed open the glass door and stood in the cold air. A picture suddenly popped into his mind. He looked to the right uncontrollably. He guessed right, the front hall was indeed lit.
He hardly hesitated, finished washing quickly, put on his windbreaker eagerly, locked the door and strode towards the light source.
Just as he stepped out of the corridor, Lu Chenfeng heard Lin Chaosheng say, "I guess it's you."
Lu Chenfeng still held the cigarette pack in his hand. Before Lin Chaosheng's invitation, he pulled out the seat and sat across from him, slumped his shoulders and relaxed his body.
Lin Chaosheng closed the guest book and asked, "You have quite a full schedule today. Traveling requires physical strength the most, so don't you sleep a little longer?"
Just now, he was still in a state of fatigue, but at this moment he was completely exhausted. After a short walk from the room to the front hall, Lu Chenfeng consciously thought about it: "Can we chat?"
Lin Chaosheng put the guestbook back on the bookshelf and tightened the jacket on his shoulders: "Of course."
Lu Chenfeng didn't have time to think too much about why he had no reservations about Lin Chaosheng, and was even willing to leave the most important choices in his life to him. With a sincere tone, he said straight to the point: "There is one thing I have been doing for ten years, and now I can't hold on to it anymore, but an opportunity suddenly appeared, I am not sure if it can bring me a turnaround, should I seize it
The words were subtle and the content was vague. Lin Chaosheng didn't ask much, just said, "I'll listen to your thoughts first."
Lu Chenfeng said frankly: "I actually don't want to give myself hope. After all, if I can't reach my ability, disappointment is inevitable."
This is basically the answer, and Lin Chaosheng deepened his eyes: "Then what are you still worried about?"
Lu Chenfeng frowned and said in a deep voice, "But hope is too tempting."
The blankness of the conversation made the surrounding more quiet, until the light of the chandelier was dimmed by the morning light outside the window, and Lin Chaosheng finally said: "Persistence for ten years... More or less because of love?"
Lu Chenfeng did not deny it.
Lin Chaosheng pushed a plate of washed grapes to his hand, and said, "You know that there are many people in this world who may not be able to find a thing they like and work hard for in their lives. Even if they do, they will change with time. Passing by, slowly exhausting the enthusiasm at the beginning."
The sweetness of the grapes filled his mouth, and Lu Chenfeng couldn't bear to swallow it for a while.
Lin Chaosheng picked up the teacup on the table to warm his hands. He looked at Lu Chenfeng and said in a relaxed tone: "Take a good question to your heart, if you can't keep going, is it being blocked by external forces, or you want to give up on your own initiative. If it is the former, then Mr. Lu , you're a lucky man because you still have love in your heart."
The hands under the table slowly clenched into fists, and Lu Chenfeng's eyes staring at Lin Chaosheng became clearer and clearer.
Lin Chaosheng said: "In this case, I hope you can have enough patience to stick to it, and always believe in your 'original intention' of doing love."