The Lingering Sounds of Blooming Flowers

After smoking in the public smoking area in the yard, I went back to the front hall. On the table where I sat, there was a dish of stir-fried wild mushrooms, a small bowl of rice and chicken soup, and a plate of tea dipped in flower and fruit tea sauce. breast fan.Lu Chenfeng raised his head and looked around the store, then moved to the counter and asked the boy wearing glasses: "Where's your boss?"

Jian Yi was nestling next to the computer, wolfing down the rice, with a festive expression of "Chinese New Year" on her face, and licking/licking her lips happily: "The boss has gone back to sleep."

Lu Chenfeng looked at his watch in surprise, before eight o'clock, he blurted out: "So early?"

Jian Yi stopped chewing for only a second, then continued to work on her cheeks, and smiled politely at Lu Chenfeng: "Early to bed and early to wake up is good."

Sitting down at the table again, and pulling the dishes to his eyes, the moment Lu Chenfeng picked up the chopsticks, he suddenly felt that he hadn't had a serious dinner for a long time.

Jian Yi took away the empty dinner plate, and Huang Xing was full, so he didn't stay any longer, got up and went back to his room to pack his luggage.After taking off his coat, he picked out the toiletry bag in the suitcase and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. Lu Chenfeng opened the curtains with refreshing moisture all over his body, and the night view of Erhai Lake was completely displayed in his field of vision.

The moonlight spread the Milky Way on the sea surface, Lu Chenfeng opened the window halfway, and the cool evening breeze blew over his skin. He took a deep breath, looked at the blurred mountains in the night for a while, then turned and walked towards the bedside.

With only one porch light left, lying flat on the soft bed, he was able to relax and decompress. Lu Chenfeng stared at the ceiling trying to clear away his restless thoughts.He was relieved for a moment, and in the next second, bad emotions filled his chest in an instant, his sleeping position changed again and again, he felt a dull heartbeat, and the silent night turned out to be disturbing.

My previous life was stable and stable, and my work was not considered very successful, at least it went smoothly.But after a complete setback, he began to become anxious easily, feeling that time seemed to shrink, passing quickly, and he was still standing still every day, still accomplishing nothing.

Every night at midnight, the watch made a very light beep, Lu Chenfeng habitually asked himself why he wasted yesterday like this, and then made up his mind in a brand new day, not to waste any more, must cheer up and discard the past. Fail, give it your all.

But today always becomes yesterday.

Lu Chenfeng closed his eyes resignedly, he never thought that he would be so vulnerable.It was nothing more than losing a most cherished friendship, ruining the jewelry brand that was founded after eight years of struggle, losing the business that was desperately negotiated, and closing the studio.

"But"?Lu Chenfeng frowned, buried his head in the crook of his arms, hugged him quietly, and gritted his teeth in pain - this seems to be the whole of his life.

As usual, he fell asleep again with a sense of loss, half asleep and half awake, until finally immersed in a dream, he barely regained his inner peace.

In the early morning light, when the distant skyline turned pale, Lu Chenfeng woke up.When his vision became clear inch by inch, he first got used to the strangeness of living in a hotel for a few minutes, carefully recalled how he came to Dali, and then glanced at the clock on the wall, it was [-]:[-] in the morning.

He slowly sat up straight, lifted the corner of the quilt, and slowly stepped out of bed.Pushing open the balcony door, the heat all over his body collided with the cold temperature in Erhai Lake at the end of March, and Lu Chenfeng shivered suddenly.

Putting on a coat, holding the railing with the palm of his hand, a few clusters of lights were dimly lit along the left bank, and Lu Chenfeng could vaguely hear the few noises of playing, carefully distinguishing them, and there was also a song of a minority ethnic group mixed in.

Lu Chenfeng couldn't hear what the libretto was, but felt that the melody was melodious, ethereal and long, which could put his mind at ease.

A seagull stopped beside him, standing on the railing with its neck tilted, combing its feathers with a red beak.As if not afraid of people, it moved a step towards Lu Chenfeng's hand, lowered its head to peck its wings, took another step vigilantly, and pecked again, its appearance was completely funny.

Following this seagull's gaze shifted to the right, in the corner of his vision, a beam of light from the front hall fell on the open-air viewing platform, and someone, like Lu Xingfeng, woke up early.

After pulling out the room card, Lu Chenfeng closed the door, wanting to smoke a cigarette in the courtyard to relieve fatigue.Walking through the corridor, just as he stepped into the front hall area, he looked at the bright light source and stopped immediately.

It was Lin Chaosheng.

The sounds in his ears moved from far to near, and his eyes moved away from the notebook. Lin Chaosheng raised his head and saw Lu Chenfeng holding a cigarette pack, and greeted him gently: "So early?"

Lu Chenfeng nodded: "You too."

Lin Chaosheng was wrapped in a thick white sweater, and the light reflected the fluffy edges on it. He seemed afraid of the cold.Knowingly, he asked, "Do you want to go out?"

Lu Chenfeng raised the hand holding the cigarette: "Do something bad."

Concerned about the low temperature he felt on the balcony a few minutes ago, Lu Chenfeng actually didn't want to experience it again, but due to his addiction to cigarettes, he had to ask impolitely: "Is smoking allowed in the inn?"

Lin Chaosheng replied, "Allowed for now."

Breathing slowly slowed down, Lu Chenfeng's heartbeat sank, he stared at Lin Chaosheng who was sitting against the light and holding a book in his palm, just two ordinary conversations, but it seemed to relieve his impatience at this time better than nicotine.

"Sit down." Seeing him standing there, Lin Chaosheng extended a friendly invitation.

Lu Chenfeng walked over in response to the sound, opened the seat, and put away the cigarette pack.

They sat on the wooden tables and chairs near the bookshelf, facing each other. Lu Chenfeng raised his eyes to look at the books on the shelf, and was surprised to find that there were many kinds of books, including classics, magazines, photography collections, poetry collections, and even a few books. Cartoons for children.

Lu Chenfeng: "You bought these?"

Lin Chaosheng shook his head: "No, most of them are left to the inn by the guests."

Lu Chenfeng was obviously thinking about the next topic, so as not to let the atmosphere cool down, Lin Chaosheng naturally took the conversation, "Where are you smoking?" He asked with a smile, "Why don't you smoke?"

Lu Chenfeng lowered his eyelids and pressed the bridge of his nose: "It's not that urgent."

The two chatted casually, and Lin Chaosheng's tone was extremely calm: "When did you start smoking?"

"Not long." Lu Chenfeng sighed inaudibly, his eyes filled with suppressed emotions, "At the end of last year."

He noticed that the book in Lin Chaosheng's hand was a 16-carat book. With the thin light, Lu Chenfeng could clearly see the three big characters in italics printed on the dark green cover: guest book.

Unexpectedly, in an era where people can press the keyboard and never write, and focus on online evaluation and scoring, such an ancient thing as a guest book still exists. Lu Chenfeng said with a bit of curiosity: "There are really some guests who will take the time to sit down and write something. something?"

Lin Chaosheng raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes, there are many, and the content is very interesting."

Lu Chenfeng raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

Lin Chaosheng didn't change his face, he picked one at random and said: "'The boss is so handsome, is there a lady boss in our inn'."

Lu Chenfeng: "..."

The smile in the tone was light, the corners of the eyes and brows seemed to be touched by the warm spring breeze, the mountains and seas outside the glass wall gradually revealed the whole picture with the brightening sky, and the golden morning light outlined Lin Chaosheng's exquisite figure.

Lin Chaosheng held the ballpoint pen and wrote his reply behind the guest's message. When he turned a page, his eyes suddenly became meaningful.Holding the notebook in both hands, he said to Lu Chenfeng: "There are still people who say..."

Lu Chenfeng looked up at him.

"People who want to travel are mostly divided into two types, one is full of curiosity about the world, and the other is completely disappointed in life."

Lin Chaosheng didn't notice the emotional fluctuations in Lu Chenfeng's eyes, he paused for a while, and read the following words lightly: "Travel has different meanings for everyone, some people are 'getting', while others are 'losing'."

Suddenly, the two of them fell silent at the same time, only the sound of clocks and clocks on the counter around them.The marks between the brows became more and more serious, Lu Chenfeng pursed his lips slightly, his right index finger under the table was pointing to his knee, he heard Lin Chaosheng ask: "What does Mr. Lu think?"