She hung up the phone and walked out of the room. When passing by the studio, she turned around and walked in, memorizing a painting.
Then, she lifted her foot and left.
…
Rongyue Mansion.
Lu Huaiyu came to the door.
Counting the time, she should have arrived.
He raised his hand to press the password, but suddenly stopped.
This is the first time he came back after that day.
He still remembered what it was like inside when he left.
He knew that she already knew everything, but during this time, they seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, and no one mentioned that book, that hand-painted painting, that car accident, and...
his illness.
until today-
He lowered his eyes slightly, and finally pressed the password, pushed the door open and entered.
The house was very quiet. Lu Huaiyu changed his shoes at the entrance and walked inside.
Soon, he saw her.
She was sitting on the sofa in the living room, concentrating on a book.
She was wearing an off-white sweater, black pencil pants, and her long curly hair was pulled into a bun.
The afternoon sun was warm and bright, passing through the floor-to-ceiling windows and falling on her body, as if it had coated her whole body with a layer of light, and even the thin forehead hair turned a light maroon.
Eyebrows are clear, eyelashes are thick and curled, the bridge of the nose is straight, the full lips are slightly pursed, and the skin is fair and delicate, as if it can see through the light.
Exquisite and clean side face, just like the first time I saw it.
Hearing the sound, she looked up.
"Second brother, you are back."
Lu Huaiyu walked towards her, his eyes swept over the book in her hand.
"The Physical Universe"
He quickly retracted his gaze and looked at her again:
"Have you been waiting long?"
Shen Li shook her head.
He came to sit beside her, only to see that "A Brief History of Time" was still on the coffee table.
In addition, there is a familiar black backpack next to it, as well as a painting.
The painting has not been opened yet, it seems that she brought it newly.
He has a meal.
It is self-evident what these things mean here.
— She even found the business card.
"Second brother, would you like something to drink?"
She put down the book in her hand,
"black coffee?"
Lu Huai nodded:
"Um."
She got up and walked towards the kitchen. Lu Huaiyu's eyes froze on those things for a moment, and he also got up and followed.
Shen Li took out a traditional filter coffee pot from the cabinet, and dug out a can of coffee beans.
There are many kinds of coffee pots for making black coffee. The one she took is the simplest, but also the one that requires the most craftsmanship.
Lu Huai and sat down on the high stool next to the Nakajima stage.
It wasn't the first time he watched her make coffee, her movements were very skillful, just watching her like this was also a rare visual enjoyment.
From the tedious procedures to the final taste, even if he is as picky as he is, he can never pick out any flaws.
The bitter and mellow taste gradually diffused in the air.
Lu Huaiyu looked at her serious and quiet side face, suddenly smiled and said:
"That hand-painted painting could have been more specific."
Shen Li made a move.
His cold and handsome face, because of this faint smile, showed a bit of rare tenderness:
"It's a pity that I lost a lot of memories of that day. Although I recalled it over and over again to try to remember more, it was still very vague. I finally managed to draw that picture."
Shen Li didn't speak.
Because of the car accident that day, Lu Huaiyu recalled the unbearable memory that he deliberately forgot a long time ago.
So, the disease occurred.
Originally, he should have forgotten everything about that day, like that time many years ago.
As long as that memory is cut, he can get better.
But he didn't.
"He doesn't want to forget." Gu Tinglan's voice echoed in his ears again, "I would rather go through hallucinations and pain again and again, I would rather suffer from insomnia all night, and I would rather never touch a car again in this life, and I would not forget. "
"... He is reluctant."
Because in that memory, there is her.
He deviated from his body's instinct to protect himself, he was afraid that he would forget, and thought about it over and over again.
It was only the outline of a silhouette, which he remembered for many years.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to embrace the deepest pain in his life.
"But that's not enough after all." Lu Huaiyu recalled the past, and his thin lips twitched slightly, "Name, age, identity, address... I don't know anything. So much so that I searched for a year in Lincheng, but I couldn't find it." See you a second time."
For a long time, he couldn't figure it out. Even though Lincheng is so small, he searched for it street by street, but why couldn't he find it
If it wasn't for the existence of the hand-painted picture, he would have almost wondered if his memory had been messed up, and there was no such person at all.
Shen Li lowered her eyes and her throat tightened. After a long time, she whispered:
"The accident was too serious. After my grandma knew that I was there that day, she was afraid of getting angry again, so I never went there again."
Not only Yan Huifeng, after that, she also quit the underground racing circle directly, and she didn't even go to Wen Xiao's auto repair shop much.
"Ok, I know."
Lu Huai and Wei Wei tilted their heads,
"Fortunately, I ran into it that night."
It was raining lightly, and she held an umbrella and walked towards the narrow and dark alley.
However, even that one glance is enough.
A smile appeared in the depths of his phoenix eyes:
"Even until that day, I didn't know that the one I liked was a little girl."
He doesn't know anything about her.
He misses her deeply.
Before that day, if someone said that he would fall in love with someone, even if he only remembered a back view, he would still be willing to bow his head and surrender, even carefully treasure the book she accidentally left behind, and would not let it go.
He's sure to laugh.
The black coffee is poured into the cup, and the white mist is lingering, rich and fragrant.
She pushes over.
Lu Huaiyu picked up the cup and raised his eyebrows:
"I once thought that you didn't call me on purpose, and you didn't have the slightest idea of continuing to contact me."
At that time, how could she have imagined that she would stand in front of him like this and help him make coffee.
So close, within reach, you can even smell the sweet smell on her body.
Shen Li knew that he was talking about the business card that was stuffed into her backpack.
"I did find that business card not long ago," she said.
No wonder he had that reaction when he saw that backpack in her bedroom that day.
How could he not notice.
"So you gave me your number a long time ago."
she whispered,
"So it's that early."
Lu Huaiyu took a sip of his coffee, and hearing her voice, he vaguely felt that she seemed a little different from the past at this time.
He looked up.
Shen Li was also looking over.
"Does my second brother like this cup of coffee?" she asked.
Lu Huaiyu paused and nodded.
Not only because she made it, but also because what she made was indeed his favorite flavor.
When she heard this, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
There seemed to be tiny streamers floating in those jet-black and clear peach blossom eyes.
"Because you once said that you like this flavor of coffee the most, so I practiced countless times according to the process and technique you said."
Lu Huaiyu suddenly froze.
He said he liked black coffee, but he never taught her that.
Shen Li said softly:
"Lu Huaiyu, do you remember, I said I had a dream, in the dream I was sick, you feed me medicine?"
(end of this chapter)