My Dear People · Moon Evening

It always happens that we spend a long time in circles, only to find ourselves back where the road started.

But I still believe that the hard work along the way will never be in vain. The process is the process. It is not a distance, not an income, and it is immeasurable, so it is always precious.

-June 2017, 6

The sky full of stars and moonlight shone on the deserted playground, creating the most beautiful paradise in the world.

The students of Yali Middle School were all doing self-study in the evening. Chen Lu took this opportunity to take Lin Yilin's hand for a leisurely walk beside the playground, and suddenly said, "It seems that when we were studying, we never came here for a date at night."

"I'm so busy studying, I don't have time." Xiao Linzi said righteously.

Chen Lu thought of the big squad leader who took hard work as a daily routine ten years ago, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, he liked Xiao Linzi at first because he was strangely serious. Later, he realized that as long as he was this person, he would do whatever he wanted. like it all.

"Why are you laughing like a nympho?" Lin Yilin stopped in his tracks and blamed him, then turned his head to look into his eyes and asked, "Have you really decided to stay in Beijing with me?"

Chen Lu was full of helplessness: "How many times do you have to ask me before you can feel at ease? Of course it is true."

"Because this is not a trivial matter." Lin Yilin said.

"It's not a big deal to me except you. Don't say you want to go back to Beijing. Even if you want to go to hell, I'm willing to follow you. From now on, I'll make some angel investments and spend the rest of my time with you." , and will never leave your side again." Chen Lu raised his hand to caress his face: "No matter what happens again."

Lin Yilin understands that a man of wealth like Chen Lu can live a prosperous life no matter what, but he still has the hope of Yan Qingwei on his shoulders. With such a mother, it is not easy to go his own way.

"I know you want to mention my mother, why are you so...stuffy?" Chen Lu hesitated for a moment and changed to a softer word, and then continued to express his feelings: "I am me, she is her, and the future of her career is hers." The future of my life is my business, I will be filial to her, but I don't want to make her happy anymore."

"It wasn't your mother using me, it was me..." Lin Yilin knew that since he was rescued, the young master was unwilling to see Yan Qingwei, and he rarely called Yan Qingwei, including this time when he came to Beijing, he left without saying goodbye.

Chen Lu interrupted him: "I know you and her, and I understand what's going on."

"En." Lin Yilin knew that the young master would inevitably get angry if he continued, so he stopped.

"I don't mean that I don't want to communicate with you." Chen Lu said again.

Lin Yilin smiled: "I understand, I won't interfere with your relationship with your family anymore, I believe you can handle it well."

"It's strange if you believe me." Chen Lu snorted, turning his head arrogantly.

Lin Yilin stretched out his hands to straighten his face, his beautiful smile seemed unreal in the moonlight like a filter had been removed.

Chen Lu looked at him for two seconds, then he hugged the person in front of him tenderly, and said softly, "You don't even understand how much I love you."

They had already booked a restaurant that night, but they were called by Dewey beggars to try their so-called "crafts".

After being invited here, Xiao Linzi felt that he was simply watching a comedy: in addition to the crosstalk between hooligans and idiots, there were also two big dogs running wild upstairs and downstairs, plus the game background music on the TV and the kitchen. It's not the smell of burnt vegetables, but the lively frying pan in the cozy house.

He stood in the study in surprise and looked at the room full of hand-made models and animations. Except for Dewey, he really couldn't imagine any man who was old enough to live like this... er, full of vitality.

Lin Yilin picked up a nearly topless [-]-ban female doll, and then quickly put it back in place as if poisoned, saying, "It's too scary."

Chen Lu calmly sat on the sofa playing with his mobile phone without looking up: "I think the dinner he made is more terrifying."

Lin Yilin smiled lightly: "I'm sure you won't be able to eat it, so don't worry."

"You really know this guy." Zheng Luolai put the cute Samoyed released by Dewey into the cage cruelly, frowned and called the housekeeping company to complain: "Come and clean up later, call two more people, my family There's a fire."

Dewey poked his head out of the kitchen wearing an apron and said, "Fart, I don't have your share today."

"I sincerely thank you for sparing my life." Zheng Luolai never admit defeat when it comes to poisonous tongue.

"Hmph!" Dewey shrank back angrily, and soon there was the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground.

In fact, Ermeng's culinary skills have also improved a lot, but he insisted on making a table of "Chen Lu Fan'er" high-end cuisine, but in the end he was self-defeating, and several dishes were served in a mess, and he didn't know what they were.

Zheng Luolai sneered and put the wooden box of Japanese ingredients he ordered in the middle, and said, "We eat ours, and you eat yours. Well water doesn't violate river water."

Chen Lu immediately turned his back on the dark and turned to the light, picked up the fat and tender snow crab legs and didn't want to let go.

Dewey was very depressed. He sat next to him and stuffed a piece of black fried cod into his mouth, and began to chew.

Xiao Linzi took a sip of the plain porridge with a suppressed smile, and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Dewey's mouth was blackened, and he pretended to be calm and asked: "Lulu, just now you said that your mother is coming to Beijing to look for you?"

"Yeah." Chen Lu stared at the weak guy for two seconds with black lines all over his face, and finally covered his forehead wearily and said to Zheng Luolai, "Hurry up and save him."

Zheng Luolai was contented with eating the chilled sashimi, and reached out to pick up the iPad that was thrown beside him as a mirror and put it in front of Dewey's face.

Ermeng stood up in a panic and ran to brush her teeth.

"You two are really happy." Lin Yilin smiled and watched for a few seconds, then said suddenly.

Perhaps Dewey's simplicity is what Zheng Luolai cherishes the most, so after all these years, he is still trying his best to protect this guy from being changed by the complicated world.

"There are too many choices in life, and there is no choice that can be turned back, so you have to know what you want in order to maintain the ideal state of life." Mr. Hooligan poured two glasses of plums for himself and Chen Lu Wine, smiled slightly.

Lin Yilin nodded and did not speak again.

Dewey came back after brushing his teeth, holding the dumplings made by his mother just out of the microwave, and said dejectedly: "You guys should eat takeaway, I will be able to perform well next time."

"I want to be a teacher." Lin Yilin said.

"No, no, it's important for you to take care of your health. My mother will teach me how to cook." Ermeng waved her hand.

"I mean, I want to be a university teacher." Lin Yilin smiled.