The Lingering Sounds of Blooming Flowers

In fact, Lin Chaosheng has always wanted to find an opportunity to ask Lu Chenfeng how he met Song Yike.Two people with completely different jobs have basically no intersection, so why did they establish a connection by such a coincidence.

"My wife is probably the most difficult client that Lu Chenfeng has ever dealt with." This was the beginning that surprised Lin Chaosheng. Every time Song Yike recalled this incident, there was a bit of helplessness in the corners of her eyes and brows.

"After my wife and I got engaged, she wanted to buy a wedding necklace that belonged to her alone." Song Yike rested her right arm on the armrest of the swivel chair and put her index finger against her ear. "I accompanied her to almost all shopping malls in Beijing. I couldn’t find a suitable one, either the style was not satisfactory, or the price was not satisfactory.”

"One month before the wedding, she accidentally spotted a sapphire necklace worn by a model in a fashion magazine. The style is novel and the design is very chic." Song Yike spoke slowly, as if telling a story slowly, Lin Chaosheng listened very carefully , with anticipation in his eyes, "I followed the LANME brand introduced by the magazine to look up its relevant information, and then contacted Chenfeng Huang's studio."

The corners of Song Yike's mouth curled up, and she commented: "That was the first time I saw Lu Chenfeng, a person who can easily rely on his face to make a living, but has to make himself so tired that he can't even fix three meals, running business all over the world."

Lin Chaosheng smiled along with Song Yike.

"I remember very clearly that day in the studio, Lu Chenfeng entertained us with a pot of Ceylon black tea. I drink tea all the year round, and I like its taste very much from the first sip, and I still drink a cup every day."

Song Yike said: "After a brief exchange of pleasantries, I expressed my request to him that he can design a necklace for my lover, but our budget is not large, about [-] to [-] yuan, and we need it urgently, and it is best to get it within half a month. "

"At that time, Lu Chenfeng had already arranged a full itinerary, and he didn't plan to take any more design orders in the near future, but because of my wife's persistence, when he learned that it was going to be worn at the wedding, he readily agreed."

"So, the long 'torture' began." Song Yike shook her head and sighed with a bitter face, "My wife is a perfectionist, and I have suffered from her 'torture' in normal life. In six days, she made Lu Chenfeng change I reviewed the design draft 27 times."

Lin Chaosheng opened his eyes wide and repeated in surprise: "27..."

"Every time she calls Lu Chenfeng, I get a headache that kills me." Song Yike rubbed her temples quite appropriately, and her exaggerated appearance instantly made Lin Chaosheng laugh.He continued, "In order for my wife to see the effect of the modification more intuitively, even if the modification she proposed is only a small detail, Lu Chenfeng will redraw the picture."

"During this period, Lu Chenfeng didn't make me feel any complaints or impatience. He was very attentive, not dealing with errands, and respected all my lover's decisions."

"The most important thing is that this order didn't actually have much profit, but it took up a lot of his time. He even spent the night on the plane to revise the draft, and the final product was almost perfect."

"Later I asked him the reason, why he accepted our business, and his answer was, 'Marriage is a very beautiful thing in life, and all wishes should not be rejected. Since you have chosen me, I should live up to it. trust.'"

Song Yike said bluntly: "I am not good at making friends actively. Although this sentence is not very pleasant, the reality is that the more acquaintances, the more troubles, especially after becoming a doctor."

"However, I have asked Lu Chenfeng three times and wanted to invite him to dinner, but he refused all of them on the grounds of being 'too busy'." Song Yike smiled and said "tsk", "Nine out of ten excuses are 'busy', and there are only three things. His attitude was very clear, which made me very embarrassed."

"But thinking about it carefully, I'm just his former client. For him, there is really no need to know and make friends."

"Until the Spring Festival of the second year after my marriage, a courier was mailed to my home from Sri Lanka." Song Yike said with emotion, "It turned out to be two boxes of Ceylon black tea. I only mentioned it to Lu Chenfeng. I like the taste of this tea. , He remembered it without thinking about it."

"It was only later that I realized that Lu Chenfeng's being 'busy' was not an excuse at all, he really didn't leave any private time for himself."

At this point, Lin Chaosheng looked at Song Yike with puzzled eyes. He found that this person was not simply telling the whole story of the two people's acquaintance. Good impression.

Who doesn't like to hear outsiders praise their significant other.

Song Yike glanced at the lower right corner of the computer screen, guessing that Lu Chenfeng would be back soon, so she changed back to the original solemn tone, and said: "Doctors must be strict and cautious, and all diagnoses must be based on the final examination results. Make unfounded subjective judgments."

At this time, Lu Chenfeng stepped into Song Yike's voice and entered the room. Song Yike looked at him in tacit understanding, and said to them briskly: "However, based on my experience for so many years, PET-CT showed no metastasis. In two years, the tumor has not spread." Significant growth, so I can tentatively conclude that it should be benign."

After finishing speaking, Song Yike got up from the swivel chair, put on her mobile phone and went around the desk, and patted Lu Chenfeng on the shoulder comfortingly: "I'm going to the cafeteria. When Mr. Lin recovers, I hope that every time we meet, we won't be in the hospital."

The Mercedes-Benz drove up Fushi Road and headed straight for the North Fifth Ring Road. Lin Chaosheng was sitting in the passenger seat holding a bag of medicine, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.Lu Chenfeng thought he was resting, after all, seeing a doctor would more or less cause physical and mental stress, and even he felt a little tired.

Taking the next exit into the side road, when encountering a red light, Lu Chenfeng was used to turning his eyes to Lin Chaosheng when he was free, but he saw that the other party was thinking about something, and before waiting for a few seconds, Lin Chaosheng suddenly asked: "Does Director Song know about our relationship?"

"Yes." Lu Chenfeng replied, but he misunderstood what Lin Chaosheng meant.After a moment of nervousness, he asked awkwardly, "Do you mind if I tell others privately?"

"How could you mind." Lin Chaosheng held Lu Chenfeng's hand on his knee, with prominent veins, sharp joints, and a warm temperature, "It's too late for me to be happy."

It's not hard to understand the intention of Song Yike's words. At the same time, he was expressing his position to Lin Chaosheng, and he would not change his view of Lu Chenfeng because of his sexual orientation.

Looking through the windshield, looking at the bright road ahead, Lin Chaosheng said happily: "Director Song is a good doctor and a rare friend."

When the car drove back to Yuyuan Community, Lin Chaosheng pushed the door and got out of the car. Just as his feet touched the ground, he heard a milky dog ​​barking.

"It's Aunt Yu's little dog." Lu Chenfeng took the medicine bag from Lin Chaosheng's hand, put his left hand behind his back, and hugged him, "It's called 'Lulu', it's cute, go and hug it."

Aunt Yu is removing weeds in the yard. There are many kinds of flowers and fruits, which need to be trimmed frequently.Seeing two people returning home, she raised her hand to open the gate and let Lulu go out to meet them.

Lulu is now 11 years and five months old. She is wearing a pink rubber band in a festive sky-high hairstyle. She has gray and white hair, four short legs struggling to walk backwards, and her height is only about half an arm's length.

Lin Chaosheng knelt down and waved at it, and Lulu got into his arms excitedly. The insignificant little life stuck out its tongue out of breath, and lay on Lin Chaosheng's chest with its ears up, as if listening to his heartbeat.

"Lulu, please listen and auscultate it." Lin Chaosheng grabbed its little paw and pressed it against his chest, "Diagnose it for me. How old can I live?"

Lin Chaosheng stared at Lulu's small round eyes, and recalled to Lu Chenfeng: "Do you still remember that you ate the longevity noodles I made for your birthday, and I asked you to use chopsticks to 'promote longevity'?"

Every day of staying in Jiaxi Inn is unforgettable, Lu Chenfeng nodded: "Tell me, I can live a long life."

Lulu squirmed its chubby body, raised its head and made two "barks", Lin Chaosheng bent his eyes and scratched its chin, and then said, "Lulu, I can do it too."