My Dear People · Moon Evening

Lin Xi, an emotional poet, has a "Mount Fuji theory."

He said that you like a person, like you like Mount Fuji, you can see it, but you can't move it.

Is there any way to move a Mount Fuji?

The answer is, walk over by yourself.

The same is true of love, it is enough to go shopping.

-June 2016, 5

The party lasted until late at night, Chen Lu and the others drank a little too much, and went to play basketball in high spirits. In the end, only Lin Yilin, who hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, was able to shoulder the task of protecting the flowers, and drove Zhao Ziwei back to the hotel .

While chatting while looking at the electronic map, he found that he was on the way: "Why did you suddenly come to the United States without telling me in advance?"

Zhao Ziwei's hosting career in China is not bad, and she is well-known in Beijing. She smiled and said, "I want to give you a surprise. How is it? Has the effect been achieved?"

Although Lin Yilin was troubled, he still laughed along with him. Now he is even a little greedy for this friend who doesn't need to waste his brain to speculate.

"Recently, I feel that my work is at a bottleneck, and I want to come to study for a year. New York has you, Chen Lu, and my cousin, so I'm not alone." Zhao Ziwei took out a cigarette and looked at Xiaolinzi's clean car environment , and put it away in hesitation.

Lin Yilin was still very careful, took out the ashtray in the drawer and handed it over, "Here, sometimes Chen Lu can use it, but you should quit smoking, this thing is bad for your body..."

"I know, I know, good wife and mother!" Zhao Ziwei quickly interrupted him, lit up a cigarette and took a breath before humming helplessly: "Life is stressful, it doesn't look like you have a good home and don't worry about food and clothing."

Lin Yilin didn't speak.

"I'm just kidding, I know it's hard to deal with Chen Lu's mother, so it should be difficult for you." Zhao Ziwei became serious again.

"I have a good life, Chen Lu treats me well." Lin Yilin knew that this girl was outspoken, but didn't take it to heart: "Besides, we don't live with his mother."

Zhao Ziwei sighed deeply, opened the window to disperse the smell of smoke, her face with exquisite makeup was full of helplessness: "Hey, it's so hard to live."

They are no longer children, what they need now is listening, not comfort, so Lin Yilin didn't say much.

Zhao Ziwei suddenly reached out to touch his wrist, touched the bright wedding ring, and said softly: "You must not break up with Chen Lu, otherwise I really don't believe there is any love in this world."

"With or without, love will always be there." Lin Yilin replied calmly, without vowing, with sincere eyes, as if her heart was at peace.

The mysterious email made the night doomed to toss and turn.

Xiao Linzi, who came home, couldn't fall asleep because of his wild thoughts, and his head hurt slightly in a daze after lying down for a long time.

Until late at night after an unknown amount of time, the bed next to her suddenly sank slightly, and then the familiar fragrance of body wash wafted in.

Chen Lu obviously took a shower downstairs, and his movements were so light that there was no sound when he pushed the door.

"I thought you weren't coming back." Lin Yilin turned over and said, "After drinking for so long, your stomach will feel uncomfortable, right?"

Chen Lu was surprised: "Woke you up?"

Xiao Linzi reached out to turn on the night light, and the soft light illuminated the handsome face of His Royal Highness. He put his arms around Chen Lu's waist and closed his eyes, saying, "I don't worry if you're not here."

These words were obviously very useful, Chen Lu leaned on the soft bed and gently stroked Lin Yilin's hair: "Sleep, I'm here."

Lin Yilin couldn't help but curled her thin lips, and her impetuous heart was no longer afraid in an instant.

Didn't someone catch Yan Qingwei? Since Leo told himself that this was a problem he could solve, he first went to meet that person according to the time and address on the email, and then covered it up.

Disputes in the mall are nothing more than chasing fame and fortune, and those Xiaolinzi no longer care about it. The only thing he cares about is that the person around him is intact.

Chen Lu gradually became drunk, and soon fell asleep with the exhausted Lin Yilin.

In this isolated room, they are still dreaming of fairytale dreams.

The aroma of sandwiches and milk wakes up the next morning.

After getting up tired, the young master went to the kitchen to make coffee habitually. Lin Yilin, who was still cutting fruit, quickly stopped him: "Drunkard, don't drink such exciting things, go drink milk."

"Just one cup." Chen Lu never liked that kind of sweet and greasy drinks since he was a child.

"No." Lin Yilin stood between him and the coffee pot: "Are you listening?"

Looking at his face, Chen Lu had no choice but to compromise, and hugged the thin Xiao Linzi away: "It's okay, don't drink, look at you."

Lin Yilin struggled and couldn't get away, and was hugged to the chair and sat down.

Chen Lu leaned over and kissed his lips, and took the fruit knife in his hand: "Then you are obedient and eat, and I will get the rest."

Lin Yilin couldn't help showing dimples, which made the young master kiss his smile again.

Unexpectedly, a long-drawn-out complaint suddenly broke the sweetness of the moment: "Don't get tired of it, can you take care of the mental state of healthy children like us in the morning."

Lin Yilin was surprised, watching Zheng Luolai, who hadn't seen anyone outside, walk into the restaurant, still as embarrassed as he was when he was a teenager.

"Don't thank me for giving you some sex education." Chen Lu was always open, and he didn't care, he went to the side and neatly cut up half of the mango that Xiao Linzi had obtained.

"Hey, you're virtuous enough." Zheng Luolai mocked while eating.

"Why are you staying at my house and not going to accompany Ziwei?" Lin Yilin finally couldn't help asking.

"What is brother doing with that silly girl? If I want to accompany you, I will accompany you, right?" Zheng Luolai smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Shameless, get out if you've stayed enough." Chen Lu scolded him, looked at his watch and said, "I have a meeting in the morning, and I'm going to be late, so take your time."

"Ah?" Lin Yilin didn't respond.

Just as Chen Lu took two steps, he remembered the milk on the table again, turned around and drank it happily, and then left Xiao Linzi with a milk-flavored kiss before picking up his suit and leaving in a hurry.

For a time, there were only two people who had never been close to each other in the spacious dining room.

Lin Yilin didn't know what to say to Zheng Luolai, and was even a little afraid that this man would always see through his eyes, so he was embarrassed for a few seconds before asking: "Is Dewey okay?"

"Is the little ancestor having a hard time?" Zheng Luolai looked at the phone nonchalantly, then looked at his face, and said lightly, "I'm very happy to see that you two are doing well."

Lin Yilin no longer speculates about what kind of emotions he had, but he knows that he has let go of the past and the moment, so he naturally smiles.

"Don't be sorry for him, Chen Lu...there will be no second one in the world." It was rare for Zheng Luolai to speak seriously like this, and then he became serious again: "Of course, my brother doesn't mind sharing your worries."