The marketing account also wants to fall in love

The last time he was picked up by Lu Dongshan, Bai Chuan was drunk, his senses were dull, and his consciousness was not very clear.He only knew that he was hugged by a pair of strong arms and placed on the bed, covered with a quilt, and then, the lights were turned off, and the room filled with the smell of wine returned to silence, and he fell asleep not long after.

The only thing that remains clearly in the memory is the tenderly looking down eyes of the tall young man.

Gentle, considerate, with a lot of compassion but not annoying, Lu Dongshan's eyes.

Later, Bai Chuan often thought of that gaze, that gaze was like a miracle descending from above the clouds, no more, no less, impartial, just happened to illuminate his heart, and brought him indescribable comfort and melancholy— — Logically speaking, the more appropriate emotion should be gratitude, but for some reason, in Bai Chuan's heart, gratitude is secondary.

This time it was different.

It was a sunny afternoon when Lu Dongshan said he wanted to hug Baichuan.

On the main road, pedestrians and vehicles come and go, not far away, the old man's cotton candy exudes sweet fragrance in the breeze.It's almost time to prepare dinner, and the vegetable market in front of me is getting bustling, with housewives coming in and out, and the food baskets are filled with delicacies that will be served tonight.

In such a hustle and bustle of human fireworks, Bai Chuan watched Lu Dongshan walk in front of him.

Lu Dongshan slung the camera behind his back, bent down, and carried Bai Chuan firmly into the air.

Vision changes.

A ray of sunlight flashed through Bai Chuan's eyes through the gaps in the branches and leaves, making him dizzy for a moment.

Lu Dongshan is really too tall.Bai Chuan felt that he had been elevated to a position he had never experienced before, and he looked around uneasy, eager to get acquainted with the world that Lu Dongshan was accustomed to.

Finally, Bai Chuan's eyes fell on his own wheelchair.

Looking at it from this angle, the thin wheelchair looks very small, not worth mentioning, and it seems that it can be discarded at any time like a worn-out shoe.But perhaps only Bai Chuan knew how important this wheelchair was.

It was the bridge connecting him to the whole world. He hated it, but he relied on it. He wanted to stay away from it, but he had to get close to it.

It is a devil and an angel.

Even if Bai Chuan's mind is full of "returning to the human world", he does not dare to leave this wheelchair now, because it will make him lose the last bit of confidence as a "human being".

Therefore, when Lu Dongshan stepped up the steps and Bai Chuan got farther and farther away from the wheelchair, helplessness and fear flashed through his mind.

He clung to Lu Dongshan's neck tightly, and his fingers scratched the wrinkles on the photographer's T-shirt.

"Bai Chuan, relax." At this time Lu Dongshan said softly, "I won't throw you."

It was as if a word said close to his ear loosened the most tense string in Bai Chuan's thoughts.

He raised his head, and saw a smile on the corner of Lu Dongshan's mouth, those smiles surged like a tide, unexpectedly filling Bai Chuan's entire field of vision.

Bai Chuan suddenly realized that at this moment, he was too close to Lu Dongshan.

The two were close together, his arms supporting his back and the hollows of his legs, his palms hugging his shoulders, his lips against his forehead, and the tip of his nose touching his chin.

They even breathed together, and Bai Chuan could even smell a faint scent of mint—the warm breath from Lu Dongshan.

He suddenly felt hot and his mouth was dry. He didn't know whether the heat came from the tight shoulders of the young man or from the ambiguous fragrance of mint.

Bai Chuan licked his dry lips, looked up at the tall and tall photographer who was close at hand, and couldn't help but silently recite his name in his heart: Lu Dongshan...

The bewilderment just now has not subsided, and the greater confusion is overwhelming.

It might not be appropriate to say "confused", a word appeared in Bai Chuan's mind, which is very appropriate to describe his current state - confused and infatuated.

The confusion made him more at a loss. Bai Chuan urgently needed an outlet to release his emotions. He suddenly clasped Lu Dongshan's shoulders harder, not only to reduce the other party's load to the greatest extent, but also to get closer to Lu Dongshan's chest. .

He wanted to hear the beating of the heart in his chest, wondered if it was like his own, chaotic like the hooves of a whole herd of antelope galloping across the African savannah.

……

There were only three steps, and Lu Dongshan walked very steadily. He gently placed Bai Chuan on a few boxes stacked at the entrance of the vegetable market, and then turned around to move Bai Chuan's wheelchair.

"Really," Lu Dongshan complained, "Why are such high steps built at the entrance of the vegetable market? Not to mention that it's inconvenient for customers, it's also inconvenient for their own stall owners to transport their goods."

Bai Chuan was resettled in his wheelchair, and his mind gradually calmed down. He explained: "This vegetable market is built semi-underground on a low terrain. In order to prevent water from entering when it rains, steps are built at the door. And, in fact, here A barrier-free passage has been built, but unfortunately it is blocked by parking spaces.”

"Ah?" Lu Dongshan was surprised, "The barrier-free passage is blocked by the parking space? It's too inappropriate. After I finish shopping, I'll take pictures and collect evidence, and then I will complain to the community committee."

Bai Chuan smiled, but didn't speak.

The lively young man is so likable even if he talks nonsense.

After entering the market, Lu Dongshan pushed the wheelchair and led Bai Chuan forward slowly.

There are several fruit stalls at the entrance, which are full of pomelo and grapes at this time.

"Want to buy some green grapes? It looks pretty good." Lu Dongshan chatted with Bai Chuan.

Bai Chuan shook his head: "Let's buy a few lemons for cooking."

"Huh?" Lu Dongshan showed joy, "What dish will the chef want this time? No wonder he came to the vegetable market on his own initiative, so he has a purpose!"

He pushed Bai Chuan to the front of the booth, and Bai Chuan stretched out his arms to pick out a green lemon, put it under his nose and smelled it gently.

The slightly nodding posture is elegant and reserved, and the skin that is too fair due to lack of outdoor activities is in stark contrast to the colorful fruits on the booth.

The young photographer was amazed by the jumping colors in front of him, and he was ready to move his hand that was used to the camera, but he remembered Bai Chuan's resistance to the camera last time, clenched his fists, and finally gave up the idea of ​​taking pictures.

So Lu Dongshan also picked up a lemon, followed Bai Chuan's example and lowered his head to smell it, trying to understand Bai Chuan's mood at the moment amidst the sweet and sour smell.

He remembered what he had seen - sometimes, the human heart is also a camera, when empathy with others is the moment to record the image of the heart.

Here and now, perhaps he has already recorded Bai Chuan's heart.

The owner of the fruit stall was a well-informed elder sister. She didn't show too much curiosity about the wheelchair-bound customer. After neatly weighing and collecting the payment, she casually distributed a piece of pomelo from Baichuan, which meant that the customer could try it. Taste it, if you find it delicious, you can buy one and take it home.

Bai Chuan took the juicy grapefruit flesh, broke it apart with both hands, and handed a piece to Lu Dongshan.

"You try it too."

Lu Dongshan was a little surprised and quickly took it.

The two hands touch together, fleeting, but the tactile sensation is extremely clear——

Not only the flesh of Liangjinjin, but also Baichuan's thin fingertips.

The cool fingertips stained with grapefruit juice made Lu Dongshan inexplicably in a daze.

After eating that bit of flesh, he seemed to be bewitched by something. He couldn't help but put his finger in his mouth and suck it. He narrowed his eyes and savored carefully, as if he tasted a little sour taste of lemon...

The two continued to walk forward.

Lu Dongshan asked Bai Chuan: "What do you want to use the lemons for?"

"I haven't thought about it yet," Bai Chuan said. "Lemons are used to enhance freshness and remove fishy smell. You can use it in many dishes. You can squeeze a little lemon juice for seafood and barbecue, as well as Thai dishes, Tom Yum Kung soup and so on. use."

"Oh."

Bai Chuan smiled softly: "I just came here today for a casual stroll, and I don't have a clear shopping list, or tell me what you want to eat, and I'll try to make it?"

"This... how dare you squeeze your labor force." Lu Dongshan said naively, "If you are free, why don't you teach me how to cook, and next time I go home, I can show my mother a hand."

This was not an outrageous request, but Bai Chuan paused, and did not immediately agree, only saying: "Let's see the time."

He hasn't figured out whether Lu Dongshan is the Lew on the Internet, and he feels a little defensive in his heart, and subconsciously doesn't want to continue in-depth contact with Lu Dongshan in the kitchen.

However, Lu Dongshan did not expect that he would run into a wall in such an unexpected place, so he kept silent, and just at this moment when he reached an intersection, he asked Bai Chuan where he was going.

"The meat is over there, the aquatic products are over there, and there are dry goods over there. How do we get there? Or do you want to buy some more vegetables?"

Bai Chuan pondered for a moment, then turned his head and said to Lu Dongshan, "Are you free today? I can teach you how to cook steamed fish and home cooking. Do you want to learn?"

In a short period of time, Lu Dongshan was astonished and confused by Bai Chuan's attitude.

The two went straight to the aquatic product stall to buy a sea bass, and then they had to go home.

Passing the door again, Lu Dongshan went to the fruit stand to buy a grapefruit.

Bai Chuan watched him immerse himself in the sea of ​​grapefruits not far away, picking left and right, finally picked up a big one, and looked back here, as if asking for his own opinion.

Bai Chuan nodded, and Lu Dongshan paid.He put the grapefruit on Bai Chuan's lap and said, "Can you hold it for me?"

Then, he hugged Bai Chuan, and Bai Chuan hugged the pomelo, and carefully walked down the steps at the entrance of the vegetable market.

Poor perch with a higher price can only be grievously stuffed in the storage bag behind the wheelchair without seeing the light of day, without the honor of being held in anyone's arms.

It was getting late, Bai Chuan thought he was about to go home, but Lu Dongshan stopped at the entrance of the market.He picked up his camera and, as he said before, took several "evidence photos" of the barrier-free passage and parking spaces.

"I'm going to make a complaint and ask them to cancel the parking spaces that block the barrier-free passage." He once again firmly expressed his thoughts.

Bai Chuan didn't expect it at all, and then Lu Dongshan really went to complain.

Instead of going to the community committee, he sent these photos to the popular local Evening News column. The Evening News reporter thought it was a good subject, conducted on-the-spot investigations, drew inferences from one instance, and finally pushed the relevant government agencies to rectify many encroachments in City A. , Places and facilities that obstruct blind paths and barrier-free passages.

In the end, even local TV stations came to interview Lu Dongshan and asked him why he paid attention to the issue of barrier-free access.

On the day the show was broadcast, Bai Chuan looked at the familiar faces on the screen and heard Lu Dongshan say: "I have a friend who has bad legs and likes to cook. If he can go to the vegetable market conveniently, he will be very happy. I just want to He's happier."

Bai Chuan didn't hear what the reporter said later, because the doorbell rang suddenly, and it was Lu Dongshan.

Holding the two tickets for the photography exhibition that Bai Chuan had seen in his hand, he said, "The exhibition center has also re-maintained the barrier-free facilities. The day after tomorrow is the last day of the exhibition. Come and see the exhibition with me, okay?"