The Lingering Sounds of Blooming Flowers

Facing the return journey under the bright sun in the afternoon, Lin Chaosheng asked Lu Chenfeng what he would like to eat tonight, so that he could let Jane Yi prepare in advance.Lu Chenfeng looked bitter and quickly waved his hands. He was stuffed with street food by Lin Chaosheng just now, and one meal could cover two meals.

The sea breeze is blowing, they are facing the wind, and the climate of Dali in early April supports people.Holding the handle with one hand, Lu Chenfeng took out a candy box from his trouser pocket, and poured a mint candy into his mouth. This was something he would do after a meal or after smoking a cigarette.

A hand stretched out from the corner of his field of vision, and Lu Chenfeng knowingly handed the small iron box to Lin Chaosheng who was riding a motorcycle. When the other party brought it back, he didn't answer it, and said, "Take it, I still have another box."

Lin Chaosheng didn't meet him and said "thank you".

Back at Jiaxi Inn, Lin Chaosheng asked Jian Yi to make a pot of Pu'er raw tea for Lu Chenfeng, and then went straight back to the room for a nap.Lu Chenfeng sat in the rattan armchair on the balcony of the room with a teapot and cup in his hand, spread out the books he carried with him, and entered into a comfortable reading time with the warm sea breeze blowing.

But the reading speed is much slower than usual.

The surroundings are very quiet and the temperature is suitable. Obviously in this environment, Lu Chenfeng can concentrate on doing what he wants to do the most, but reading two lines in black and white is distracted, and he can't remember the sentences, because he knows what he always does. Unconsciously recalling the trip in the morning.

There were not many lively scenes, even that impromptu performance, and there were not many memorable scenery, and not very delicious food.It's just a bland bike ride and a walk. Instead of taking it as a trip, it's more like life.

Lin Chaosheng cared for every detail, and on the way back, Lu Chenfeng planned to enter the inn as the top priority, and Guan Jianyi wanted a pot of tea to digest his food.Before he opened his mouth, Lin Chaosheng had already given orders, and Lu Chenfeng had to admit that sometimes the details are the most touching.

After thinking about it, this should be Lin Chaosheng's way of hospitality, the result of years of subtle interactions with people, not just for him.However, with this thought, Lu Chenfeng frowned at the pages of the book, not understanding why he wanted to be the object of special treatment by Lin Chaosheng in this trivial matter.

When returning the teapot at the counter in the front hall in the evening, Lu Chenfeng didn't find Lin Chaosheng. Jian Yi took the initiative to explain that the boss was still resting, and signaled Lu Chenfeng to wait for a while. When he finished his work, he needed to discuss with him about the next few days. schedule.

Since she didn't move around much in the afternoon, she had no appetite for dinner, so Jian Yi helped Lu Chenfeng prepare a few freshly baked flower cakes, so as not to be hungry at night.He handed the paper full of the itinerary to Lu Chenfeng, and bent his index finger to raise the frame of the mirror: "The boss said that you came to Dali with great difficulty, and I want you to visit a few more places. Here are some travel itineraries we have formulated for you. Group tours are not expensive, and the inn has discounted rates from partners, which can just use up your remaining room fees.”

Lu Chenfeng's first reaction was to feel that Lin Chaosheng had a heart, and the second reaction was to walk back to the room to be alone, and then realized the disappointment in his heart.

It's just that this time, Lu Chenfeng couldn't think deeply about the reason for his loss. He was interrupted by a message and several missed calls. The other party was Fang Yi, the only college classmate and roommate who knew what happened to him.

Fang Yi: [picture]

Fang Yi: I've signed up, will you come or not?

Lu Chenfeng clicked on the big picture, and a piece of entry instructions for the CGL Jewelry Design Competition was displayed in front of him. This is the competition with the highest recognition of awards and the most reputation among industry insiders in China. It is held every four years, and hundreds of people sign up. Thousands, but only ten winners.

Lu Chenfeng looked at the moonlight reflected on the sea, breathing heavily.When it comes to design, it has been too long since he has produced a work that satisfies him.

In the past few years, I have been patronizing to make money, and the studio has always regarded catering to the preferences of customers as the first priority of jewelry design. Every initial drawing and the final part of my own conception will be modified beyond recognition. The money is earned. But many things are also quietly changing—such as the original intention.

Now, past efforts have come to naught, even if Lu Chenfeng wanted to dig out his "initial heart" and shake it up, he didn't have the strength anymore, and he couldn't find the motivation to continue on this road.

Difficulties ahead, lack of mood and courage, lack of inspiration and lack of thought, this competition will not change any status quo.Lu Chenfeng lowered his eyes and typed: Let me think about it.

Within a few seconds, Fang Yi replied: I hope I can become the most trusted friend with you, and I can also be the strongest opponent for a while.

This night, although Lu Chenfeng slept deeply, he woke up suddenly before dawn.He sat up and relieved the fatigue a little bit. Since he couldn't fall asleep, he might as well go to the balcony to watch the sunrise over the Erhai Lake.

Lu Chenfeng pushed open the glass door, and stood in the cold air. A picture suddenly popped into his mind, and he looked to the right uncontrollably. He guessed right, the light was on in the front hall.

With little hesitation, he finished washing quickly, put on his windbreaker eagerly, locked the door and strode towards the light source.

Just as he stepped out of the corridor, Lu Chenfeng heard Lin Chaosheng say, "I guess it's you."

Lu Chenfeng still held the cigarette pack in his hand, before Lin Chaosheng could invite him, he opened the seat and sat opposite him, slumped his shoulders to relax his body.

Lin Chaosheng closed the guestbook and asked: "Your schedule is quite full today. Traveling requires physical strength the most. Don't you want to sleep for a while?"

Just now he was still in a state of fatigue, but now he is completely tired. The short distance from the room to the front hall, Lu Chenfeng felt that he had already considered it properly: "Can we talk?"

Lin Chaosheng put the guestbook back on the bookshelf, and tightened his coat on his shoulders: "Of course."

Lu Chenfeng didn't have time to think about why he had no reservations about Lin Chaosheng, and was even willing to leave the most important choice in his life to him to decide.His tone was sincere, and he said straight to the point: "I have been doing something for ten years, and now I can't stick to it, but an opportunity suddenly appeared, and I'm not sure if it can bring me a turnaround, should I seize it?

The words were reserved and the content expressed in a cloudy manner. Lin Chaosheng didn't ask too many questions, but just said: "Let me listen to your thoughts first."

Lu Chenfeng said frankly: "I'm actually not willing to give myself hope. After all, in this way, if the ability is not up to the mark, disappointment will be inevitable."

This is basically the answer, Lin Chaosheng deepened his gaze: "Then what are you still anxious about?"

Lu Chenfeng frowned, and said in a low voice for a long while, "But hope is too tempting."

The blankness of the conversation made the surrounding quieter. It was not until the light of the chandelier was gradually dimmed by the morning sun outside the window that Lin Chaosheng finally said, "Persisted for ten years...is it more or less because of love?"

Lu Chenfeng did not deny it.

Lin Chaosheng pushed a plate of washed grapes to his hand, and then said: "You know that there are many people in this world who may not be able to find something they like and work hard for in their life. Even if they find it, it will be over time. Passing by, slowly exhausting the enthusiasm at the beginning."

The sweet taste of grapes filled his mouth, and Lu Chenfeng was not willing to swallow it for a while.

Lin Chaosheng picked up the tea cup on the table to warm his hands. He looked at Lu Chenfeng with a relaxed tone: "Ask your heart carefully, whether you are blocked by external forces if you can't persist, or you want to give up on your own initiative. If it is the former, then Mr. Lu , you are a lucky person, because you still have love in your heart."

The hands under the table slowly clenched into fists, and Lu Chenfeng's eyes staring at Lin Chaosheng became more and more clear.

Lin Chaosheng said: "Since this is the case, I hope you can have enough patience to stick to it, and always believe in the 'original intention' of what you love."