Assistant Lin Has Something To Say

This late movie was destined to be delayed even more because of the heavy rain, but He Jianshan didn't mind.

The rain in winter is a bit cold, and when the wind blows, it can seep directly from the clothes into the bones.When he was outside, He Jianshan was eager in his heart and couldn't feel anything. Now he calmed down and followed Lin back to his house. As soon as he opened the door, the coldness coming from the shop made him sneezed .Lin Hui hurriedly turned on the light, and before he even had time to change his shoes, he ran in and got a towel and handed it to He Jianshan: "I've turned on the heater, please wipe off your hair and body quickly, so you don't catch the cold."

Under the bright light, He Jianshan saw that Lin Hui's clothes were still covered with drops of water, and his hair was also partly wet.Reluctantly, he covered Lin Hui's head with a towel and began to wipe him off.Lin Hui was startled, and wanted to reach out to stop him, but as soon as his fingertips touched He Jianshan's hand, he quickly retracted it as if he had been electrocuted.

There is only the sound of rustling and wiping in the air, with a little quiet tenderness.

After a while, He Jianshan said, "Okay."

Lin Hui nodded indiscriminately, coughed lightly, and led He Jianshan to the living room.He poured He Jianshan a glass of water, and asked casually when passing it over, "Have you had dinner?"

He Jianshan shook his head.

Lin Hui was speechless for a moment: "No matter how bad the plane meal is, you have to put some on it first." He walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked at it, then looked at He Jianshan and said, "I have spare rib soup at home And rice, let me cook something for you, let's have dinner first?"

He Jianshan nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that he agreed, Lin Hui quickly put on his apron, and took out the tomatoes and eggs, while He Jianshan leaned against the kitchen door and stared at him intently.Feeling his gaze, Lin Hui stopped what he was doing, and whispered uncomfortably: "Don't look, just sit on the sofa and rest for a while, I'll call you when it's done."

He Jianshan thought for a while: "Can I take a tour?"

"Yes. But do you still need to visit? Standing at the door, you can see the innermost part." Lin Hui's smile was mixed with the sound of chopsticks beating eggs, as if the sound was also mixed with the smell of food.He said this a bit modestly, three bedrooms and one living room, two bedrooms plus a study room, it is indeed not big compared to He Jianshan's house, but the layout is very good, even at night, it can be seen that it must be spacious and bright during the day, a There are more than enough people to live in.

"The house and location are very good, it's worth buying." He Jianshan commented.

Lin Hui has already started cutting tomatoes, he said with a smile while cutting, "I asked Li Fenghai to look at it for me. You don't know, on the day of handing over the house, he also brought a worker, two of them each with a small hammer, and the edges and corners were cut. Jiao knocked it all over for me, making the sales consultant's face turn green."

He Jianshan couldn't help laughing: "No one understands better than him."

He Jianshan walked around casually, and found that Lin Hui's home was decorated as warmly as he had imagined: a large area of ​​log-colored furniture, soft short-pile carpets, a chandelier with a warm glow above his head, and carefully trimmed greenery at the corners. Zhi... The layout of every corner shows the care and love of the owner of the house.He walked slowly to the study room, only to find that there was an entire wall filled with bookshelves when he entered the door.They are divided into grids of different sizes, on which various books or decorations are scattered.He Jianshan took out a book, turned it over and put it back, then turned his eyes to the objects in other grids, and he looked at them as he walked: a set of stationery that looked old; a small globe; a put together Lego An airplane; a book of plant illustrations was placed alone in a compartment; the ribbon tied to Lin Hui's wrist before the business trip was tied around the neck of a wood-carved cat and became its bow tie. I couldn't help but took out my phone and took a picture; and——

He Jianshan stopped in his tracks.He frowned, couldn't help but reached out and took it out.

— a pen.

This is the classic model of the top fountain pen brand AS - "Muse": the whole body is black raw lacquer pen barrel, only a circle of broken diamonds is inlaid on the cap, like an elegant crown, and like stars in the night; combined with the pen A little vermilion at the end of the clip, and a silver nib, make people think of a graceful girl dancing, just like a goddess descending.

This is the origin of "Muse" - the founder of AS accidentally saw a girl in a black veil dancing in the water, and fell in love with her at first sight, so he was inspired, designed and produced it.He Jianshan is so familiar with this pen because he has an identical one, which was a birthday present when he was ten years old, worth 49500 yuan.

He Jianshan was puzzled.He had never heard of Lin Hui's hobby of collecting pens, and he didn't seem like someone who would spend so much money on such an expensive pen.The only possibility is that it was given by someone else. The problem is that because of the name and origin, this pen is usually given more often between couples or when expressing love to someone they like.

He Jianshan looked at the pen carefully, there was no dust on it, it was brand new as if it had just been taken out of the counter, Lin Hui must have cherished it very much to preserve it so well.Who would give such a gift that is so cherished?Before he could recover, Lin Hui's voice came from over there: "Mr. He, dinner is ready, come and eat quickly."

He Jianshan responded, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and carefully put the pen back to its original place.

On the dining table, the steaming tomato scrambled eggs and the savory pork rib soup aroused He Jianshan's appetite. Probably because he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable eating alone, Lin Hui also filled a small bowl of rice for himself, and ate with him .The two chatted while eating——

"I saw that you have a lot of travel-related books in your study."

Lin Hui nodded: "Yunyou, I don't have time to go out, so I enjoy reading other people's travel notes."

He Jianshan was a little curious: "Then what do you do every time you are on vacation?"

"Sleep and play on your phone."

"..."

Lin Hui couldn't help laughing: "Why, don't you believe me? I told you I'm lazy."

Perhaps because of being at home, Lin Hui obviously relaxed a lot, and He Jianshan also smiled: "Anyway, the holiday is for rest, and sleep is rest."

Lin Hui glanced at him: "I thought you were going to say this is unhealthy again."

"Soup and rice should be eaten less."

"……Oh."

"By the way," Lin recalled something, and said again, "I invited President Xiao He's band to perform at our annual meeting, is that okay?"

The word "we" made He Jianshan feel happy: "You can be the master."

"I heard Mr. Xiao He said that Mr. He Zhao doesn't seem to like him doing these things very much. I'm afraid that when the time comes..."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

While chatting, He Jianshan inexplicably remembered the pen in the study. After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't help but said: "On that bookshelf, I saw...a pen."

Lin Hui froze for a moment, his expression became a little unnatural: "Oh, that..."

"Is it a gift from a friend?"

Lin Hui took a sip of water and nodded, "...well."

He Jianshan suddenly felt that the tomato in his mouth seemed to have turned sour. He didn't understand how to "count" this "count", but he didn't show it on the face, and continued to ask: "Is it a gift from a former... friend?" ?”

"...cough cough..." Lin Hui coughed violently as if he had been choked suddenly.

How could He Jianshan fail to see his cover-up, but he didn't want Lin Hui to feel uncomfortable.He likes the comfortable atmosphere when chatting with Lin Hui, and he doesn't want to destroy it. Besides, whether it's an ex-boyfriend or an ex-girlfriend, it doesn't matter to He Jianshan.Thinking of this, he quickly changed the subject and quickly skipped over it.

After dinner, Lin Hui put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.When he came out, he saw He Jianshan standing on the balcony, looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.The rain outside hadn't stopped yet, and in the starless and moonless night, there were only leaves that were washed and shining, and the lights in the buildings not far away.For some reason, Lin Hui suddenly didn't want to go forward, he just wanted to stand in the room and watch He Jianshan's back, and it would be best if he could keep watching.

It may be that the surroundings are a little quieter, He Jianshan seemed to feel it, turned his head to look at him and smiled: "What's wrong?"

Lin Hui shook his head, and walked slowly to his side: "What are you looking at, Mr. He?"

"Assistant Lin," He Jianshan didn't answer his question, but said, "Call my name, and don't say 'you' again."

Lin Hui paused and muttered, "Then you still call me 'Assistant Lin'?"

"That's different."

Just as Lin Hui wanted to ask what was the difference, he suddenly realized something, and the pinna of his ears immediately turned red.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Lin Hui was actually a little confused.He has too many questions he wants to ask: For example, what does the bow tie on his hand mean, and what does it mean to ask him to watch a movie with him; export words.He has liked He Jianshan for too long, so long that when facing him, he can't find a little bit of "courage" in himself: foresight, hesitation, fear of monkeys looking for the moon, and finding joy in vain.

However, there is indeed something different, something has changed between him and He Jianshan.That secret and ambiguous emotion, like a silk thread, entangled them and gently pulled each other.Lin Hui didn't know if this change was due to that accident, but it was enough to cause a huge storm in Lin Hui's heart - it was like pressing the "PLAY" button of the game, everything just started, and he had already fallen.

The wind whistled through the gap in the window and left again.

Lin Hui opened his mouth: "I have watched a documentary before. It seems that there is a minority. They believe in the wind, which is the wind blowing outside. Every spring, the people there will hold an event called 'Running the Wind' , is probably similar to an obstacle race, facing the wind, running from one side to the other, while running, picking up various fruits and utensils, which symbolizes a year's harvest. They believe that the whistling wind can blow them Bring bad luck, bring good luck."

Lin Hui lowered his head and smiled: "You—how about you, do you like these natural phenomena? What season and weather do you like?"

He Jianshan turned to look at him.

I don't know why, although it was just a casual chat, he couldn't help but want to keep looking at Lin Hui: his eyebrows, his raised lips, the light on his shoulders... I was so engrossed that I almost forgot to answer the question: "...I like... I like... rain."

"Rain? Is it the continuous spring rain, or—" Lin Hui pointed outside, "This kind of rain?"

He Jianshan still couldn't bear to look away, nodded: "Yes."

Lin Hui was a little puzzled: "Why? It's raining so much, it's not convenient to travel?"

He waited for a long time but did not get He Jianshan's answer.

The temperature of the heating in the house has already risen. Even standing on the balcony, Lin Hui still feels dry and warm.He wanted to pour two glasses of water, but just as he turned around, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by the person beside him.Lin Hui looked into He Jianshan's eyes in surprise, and found that his pupils were so bright that it made people panic.

He Jianshan's throat slid, and he slowly pulled him in front of him, reached out to caress his face, and gradually moved to his lips.His thumb kept stroking Lin Hui's lips, as if to comfort, but also as if he was trying to restrain himself.

Lin Hui's heart beat like a drum, and his eyelashes trembled a little.

He Jianshan approached slowly, and the familiar breath instantly enveloped Lin Hui, and the breaths of the two began to intertwine.

"Can you?" He Jianshan's voice was hoarse.

Lin Hui curled his hands tightly, and after a long time, he said, "...I don't know."

"Then—" He Jianshan suggested earnestly, "Is it okay to wait for the rainy day?"

Lin Hui couldn't help laughing, and He Jianshan also laughed.They were so close that their laughter was like butterflies flapping their wings in their ears.

Lin Hui's heart was filled with soreness, he always felt that what he was seeing was a dream, a familiar and repeated link in countless nights.He stared at He Jianshan motionlessly, not even noticing that his eyes were red.He asked in a very thin and light voice: "You, is it true?"

He Jianshan who asked him to watch a movie, He Jianshan who wanted to kiss him, and He Jianshan who is standing here at this moment, are they real?Lin Hui felt suspicious.

He Jianshan's heart seemed to be stabbed by a needle suddenly, and the sharp pain stopped the movement of his hands.He didn't know why Lin Hui had such doubts. He had never felt such a feeling: no one had ever told him that among the thousands of emotions of love, there is also pain that makes people want to cry.

He wants an answer.He Jianshan thought.

This evening, he dodged two questions, and now, he wanted to answer them.

"Assistant Lin," He Jianshan opened his mouth, he closed his eyes slowly and then opened them quickly, "You asked me what I was looking at, I was looking at your shadow; you asked me why I like heavy rain, because we first The first meeting was also such a heavy rain; you asked me if it was true, I can only say—”

He Jianshan stopped, he looked carefully at the person in front of him, the lights flashed in his eyes: "I—"

Lin Hui's body began to tremble, his eyes were red, and he stared at the person in front of him.

"--fall in love."

He Jianshan bowed his head and kissed her.

The author has something to say:

There are many songs written about secret love, but if I were to choose one for Lin Hui, it would only be "Reserved" by Faye Wong.After this chapter, Lin Hui can finally say goodbye to this song.