The Lingering Sounds of Blooming Flowers

Lu Chenfeng put away the cigarette that was playing around in his fingers, stepped across the stone road, walked to the main road, came to Lin Chaosheng's side in a few steps, and then walked to the inn with him.

Lin Chaosheng tightened his grip, and a slightly protruding vein appeared on the back of his hand. His heartbeat, which had just been adjusted, was completely chaotic at this moment, but his expression was always pretending to be calm.

"Why, didn't you leave?" His Adam's apple slipped, and he stuttered and asked, his ending sound raised a little higher than usual, almost revealing his inner joy.

"I also do design when I go back, and the idea is the same everywhere." Lu Chenfeng smoked a cigarette a few minutes ago, he took out a mint box from his pocket, poured one for Lin Chaosheng first, "The scenery here is so beautiful, maybe we can find more inspiration."

One movement, one sentence, subtly taking over each other's tacit understanding, Lin Chaosheng rolled a red bean-sized sugar grain with the tip of his tongue, and his heart seemed to be smeared with sweetness: "Have you started to take over the job yet?"

The road is covered with the afterglow of the setting sun, and a new week begins. If you want to get closer, Lu Chenfeng thinks it is necessary to make a detailed self-introduction to Lin Chaosheng: "My first job is a gem merchant. I started jewelry design five years ago, and now I am working on Prepare for a design competition."

Lin Chaosheng opened his eyes wide: "The gem merchant?"

"Yeah." Lu Chenfeng smiled, "What's your expression? Are you surprised?"

"Because this profession is rare." Lin Chaosheng lightly touched his nose with his index finger, "At least this is the first time I've heard of it."

"Huh? That's not right." He realized at this moment, "Didn't I ask you to guess? Why did you change your self-reported family name?"

Turning around, the two walked into the courtyard. Lin Chaosheng parked Jian Yi's motorcycle in the corner, and Lu Chenfeng replied: "It's not a special profession. It always feels like a mystery if it's been concealed for too long."

Of course, the meaning of "self-report" is also different.

Pushing the door and stepping into the front hall of the inn, Jian Yi jumped three feet behind the counter, immediately swung Lin Chaosheng aside, and whispered in his ear: "Brother, why do you always serve Mr. Lu personally? Ju, he still wants to continue to live with us, and according to this trend, he might be able to stay for another half a month..."

Lin Chaosheng interrupted his nonsense: "From now on, Mr. Lu's room will be charged according to the standard room price."

"What?!" Jane Yi's expression seemed to change, "This is... too much loss, right?"

Lin Chaosheng gave him a backhanded blow: "I don't know you yet, and the commission remains the same."

Receiving Lin Chaosheng's assurance, Jian Yi happily flashed back to the counter and pressed the calculator, and danced and said, "My brother is so kind to me."

Lin Chaosheng looked at the young man's eyes and brows with smiles, and when he raised the corners of his lips, Lu Chenfeng from the corner of his eye was looking at him, he calmly caught his gaze, and the scenery of water and mountains outside the window suddenly dimmed at this moment.

The chicken soup for dinner, Lu Chenfeng used it to make rice, and paired it with Lin Chaosheng's stir-fried meat and mushrooms, it whetted his appetite.With enough water and food, Lu Chenfeng sat on the high stool on the viewing platform, with the drawing book under his palm, and conceived the design under the moonlight.

Few people come here at night, so when the door opens behind him, Lu Chenfeng doesn't have to guess, it must be Lin Chaosheng.

One of them held a cup of green orange tea, and Lu Chenfeng took a sip, his stomach was warm and warm.Being in the quiet night with Lin Chaosheng, he felt a little comfortable. He looked down at his watch and asked, "Shouldn't it be time to sleep at this time?"

"It's a little later today." Lin Chaosheng wrapped his hands around the cup, covering his palms, his white fingertips turned a faint red due to the scalding temperature, "I really don't feel sleepy."

Lu Chenfeng: "Have you always maintained the habit of going to bed early and getting up early?"

"It only started in the last two years. I used to be a night owl." Lin Chaosheng said, "Sometimes I didn't sleep for three or four days in order to catch up with work."

Crash work?Lu Chenfeng temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and turned the pencil around his thumb twice: "Did you adjust your biological clock after you opened the inn?"

Lin Chaosheng said "hmm": "You can't rely on your youth and ignore everything for the sake of your career. You still have to pay more attention to your body."

Tapping the end of the pen on the drawing book twice, Lu Chenfeng raised the topic as naturally as possible: "Besides Yunnan, has Boss Lin ever been to other cities?"

Lin Chaosheng replied truthfully: "If you count business trips, you have traveled almost all over the country."

Lu Chenfeng paid attention to Lin Chaosheng's expression: "Where's Beijing?"

Lin Chaosheng lowered his eyelashes when he heard the words, and then raised them quickly: "I stayed for two months."

Lu Chenfeng: "A business trip too?"

Lin Chaosheng shook his head: "No."

Lu Chenfeng communicates with people all the year round, and observing words and expressions is the most basic ability in their profession. When fighting price wars at international jewelry exhibitions, they often need to rely on the subtle changes in the expressions of the other party to judge whether the final price of gemstones may increase or decrease. .So much so that when he caught the dim light in Lin Chaosheng's eyes for a moment, he immediately understood that he should not continue the topic.

Lin Chaosheng pointed to Lu Chenfeng's drawing book: "Can I have a look at your design?"

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient for others." Turning to the first page, Lu Chenfeng handed him the book, "If you want, of course."

This answer gave Lin Chaosheng the feeling, just like Lu Chenfeng asked "Is smoking allowed in the inn" on the first night of staying in "Jiaxi", and he replied "Yes at this moment", there is a feeling of being "specially treated" by the other party pleasure.

With the light cast from the front hall, Lin Chaosheng flipped the pages, and just saw the fourth work, and couldn't help sighing: "How did you come up with these unique designs?"

Lu Chenfeng smiled peacefully: "This is not unique in the industry, at most it's 'eye-catching'."

Lin Chaosheng looked slightly surprised: "Are the standards in your profession so harsh?"

The eyes that suddenly raised were too pure, Lu Chenfeng stopped the movement of turning the pen: "It's not that I'm being harsh, it's that I'm still far behind."

Lin Chaosheng admired a red coral original branch enamel pendant, and asked casually: "Will there be a time when inspiration is lacking?"

"In fact, there are many sources of inspiration. It includes everything in the world, such as the scene in front of us, the building behind us, even the lights and boats on the shore, the moonlight at this moment, and...your eyes." Lu Chenfeng Frankly, "There are all kinds of things that can inspire, as for how to use it, it depends on the designer's ability."

your eyes.When Lin Chaosheng heard these four words, he subconsciously avoided Lu Chenfeng's gaze, and looked back slowly pretending to be calm.

There was a faint smile on Lu Chenfeng's face, but his tone was mocking himself: "But I'll tell you the truth, the current me is completely useless."

There was a layer of soft light floating in the steaming teacup, Lin Chaosheng closed the book, stroked lovingly with the hand on the bottom where Lu Chenfeng couldn't see, then handed it back, thinking about it: "About the design, I don't know anything about it, but maybe I can give you some other inspiration from a layman's perspective."

Lu Chenfeng turned his head with great interest: "All ears."

Lin Chaosheng raised one arm, clenched a fist against the side of his face, and his voice had a softer texture against the night: "I think the meaning of travel is to find your own romanticism in nature."

All he wanted to say was this sentence, and in the long blank space after that, the two of them were silent in tacit understanding.

Romanticism...?Lu Chenfeng pointed his index finger at the wall of the cup, frowned in thought.

"None of the sources of inspiration you just mentioned came from yourself." Lin Chaosheng said, "Why don't you try to embody and express your heart, wouldn't it be better?"

It is undeniable that Lin Chaosheng's words really made Lu Chenfeng want to re-examine his works.After putting away the pen and paper, he picked up the teacup and touched Lin Chaosheng's rim: "It seems that every time I chat with you, I always gain something."

"Is that so? It couldn't be better." Looking at Lu Chenfeng's hand for a few seconds, Lin Chaosheng held up the cup, stared down at the swaying tea, and said in a warm voice, "Anyway, I just hope that you can live up to it." This line."