Chapter 20

After dinner, He Jianshan poured Lin Hui a simple cup of tea. He actually drinks a lot of coffee every day. He has good tea leaves at home, but he is not equipped with professional tea-drinking tools. However, Lin Hui is not very particular about people. At this moment, he is standing on the balcony blowing the air, trying to dissipate the heat on his face. The autumn wind was cool and he was blowing comfortably. When He Jianshan handed him the tea, he didn't even want to reach out. He Jianshan seemed to see his laziness and helped him put it on the small round table on the balcony, along with his own cup.

The heat rose slowly and then smothered in the wind, and neither of them spoke for a while.

"Summer is over." After a while, Lin Hui whispered. Maybe it was because his back was facing He Jianshan, his voice sounded a little dull.

He Jianshan looked at the night sky, and then moved his gaze to Lin Hui's back: "Do you like summer very much?"

Lin turned around. He turned his head slightly in the direction of He Jianshan, as if he was looking at him, but also seemed to be stuck in a distant memory:

"My hometown... is in the countryside in a small town. There is a river behind my home, and in summer, I go to the river to fish for lobsters for an afternoon. In the evening, my grandma cooks them all, especially Fragrant, very delicious."

"There is also a big peach tree in the yard, which bears a lot of peaches every year. I can't wait. When I see the peaches a little red, I want to eat them. Once I eat them, I can't stop, and then I have diarrhea."

"In summer, we will enjoy the shade at night. Do you know what it is? Every household moves the table out for dinner. After dinner, it gets dark. After my grandma cleans the table, I lie on it and watch the stars. She I chatted with my neighbors while shaking my fan to chase away mosquitoes. At that time, I thought the stars were the most beautiful things in the world.”

Lin Hui's speech was very slow, and his voice was softer and softer than when he was eating and chatting before. He Jianshan was a little suspicious if he was drunk, but occasionally the eyes of the two met, and Lin Hui's eyes were clear-perhaps, he just didn't want to disturb the night.

"Later, I came to Jinghua to go to university. I went to the supermarket to buy something on the weekend. I came back late and missed the car, so I went to Mingyuehu Square to take the car. You know that square, it's very big, and there are a lot of night lights on the ground. It was very dark, I was standing on the edge of the square, and a whole piece of starlight was under my feet, I was stunned."

"Oh, by the way, I just talked about enjoying the shade. I remembered that my neighbor has a big old-fashioned tape recorder. Every time he enjoys the shade, his house starts to play tapes and listen to songs. I still remember that Han Baoyi's "Pink Memories". When I was in college, I went to KTV with my roommates to sing this song, and it almost didn't make them laugh to death." As he spoke, Lin Hui couldn't help laughing.

He Jianshan also laughed.

He had never felt this way before: Lin Hui's voice was like a slender thread, pulling his heart, which suddenly became light and fluttering - when he talked about the river and the peach tree, he also went fishing for lobsters with him. , picking peaches; when he talks about stars and squares, he also thinks that they are the most beautiful scenery in the world; when he talks about singing and being coaxed by his roommates, he can also completely imagine college student Lin Hui singing on KTV , how his friends will play, how bright and happy he will laugh. He Jianshan's heart was filled with inexplicable emotions. He regretted that he had not met Lin Hui in his student days-he had no doubt that Lin Hui must be

campus

The brightest star in the world attracts the attention of all boys and girls, shining brightly.

"It's very unforgettable." Lin Hui picked up the cup of tea whose heat had disappeared, and gently touched He Jianshan's cup, "Now it's your turn."

He Jianshan thought about it for a long time. Compared with Lin Hui's recollection of the interesting and loving rural childhood, his story was really lackluster: "My life is so boring, I don't know what to tell."

Lin Hui showed dissatisfaction: "Then listening to it for so long?"

He Jianshan began to suspect that he drank a little too much, otherwise, why would he feel that Lin Hui was acting like a spoiled child? Just chat."

"I don't know..." Lin Hui stood tired, he sat down and started to think seriously, "Why don't you talk about the 'Honey Pot Project', can you talk about this?"

He Jianshan looked at Lin Hui in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to mention this. Instead of answering if he could, he asked a question: "Do you know what this plan is for?"

Lin Hui closed his eyes gently: "Of course, I know very well'Mr. He Jianshan, chairman and general manager of Wanzhu, specially started the Honey Pot Project and established a public welfare fund in memory of his mother, hoping to help the same lost. The mother's Jinghua students provide a gift of belated love. As long as the eligible students studying in major universities in Jinghua City can apply, once they pass the review, they can receive a fixed amount of gift money or a one-time gift of 10,000 yuan. The gift package provided by the building group'."

He Jianshan was stunned for a moment, and a thought flashed through his mind. Before he could catch what it was, Lin Hui opened his eyes smugly and said with a smile: "This is an online report from a long time ago. I know how big or small!"

He Jianshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you so powerful? You remember the report from a long time ago, do you remember the comment?"

"Remember, all praised Chairman Wanzhu as a caring person with a sense of social responsibility. Maternal love is touching and family love is priceless."

The smile on He Jianshan's face slowly disappeared, and he lowered his eyes to watch the tea leaves in the cup floating up and down. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "That's a publicity statement in fact, it's a PR I did for the company's stability."

Lin Hui looked at He Jianshan in shock.

"Are you disappointed? This public welfare fund is not as warm as imagined, and I am not a good person as they say."

"It's enough to see the results. I know the operation of the fund over the years. I know better than anyone how it exists." Lin Hui quickly regained his composure.

He Jianshan paused: "Do you want to know how the three words 'honey jar' came from?"

The evening wind blew He Jianshan's voice to pieces, and Lin Hui looked at him seriously.

"Once when I was a kid, I played with my friends. He said that his grandmother's house had a white porcelain jar, which was always filled with rock candy. Every time he went to his grandmother's house to play, he liked to open the jar and eat rock candy. Everything is sweet. I don't know why, but I always remember this. When the staff asked me what the name of the fund was that day, I immediately thought of this, so I named it 'Honeypot' - the feeling of being loved by my mother, Like rock candy in a jar, sweeter than anything in the world."

He Jianshan's tone was subtly alienated and mocking, which made Lin Hui regret it. He suddenly realized that for He Jianshan, this topic might not be as full of joy and nostalgia as he said. He had no intention of prying into He Jianshan's privacy. If it wasn't a pleasant memory, Lin Hui hoped that he would not think of it again.

"Although it's 'I set up for my mother', in fact, the part that really concerns me from the beginning to the end may only be money - no, money doesn't count, money is paid by the company." He Jian The corners of the mountain's mouth curved up, and the arc was so light that it was about to be blown away by the wind, "It is the product of safeguarding interests."

"No." Lin Hui, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly spoke up. He frowned and looked at He Jianshan, as if a little angry, so he emphasized it again: "No."

He Jianshan didn't explain, and Lin Hui didn't seem to want to say more, so they both fell silent.

There was only a rustling wind in the sky.

Lin Hui couldn't see He Jianshan's expression, nor could he guess what he was thinking at the moment. They are obviously very close, but they seem to be separated by a lot of things, very far. That's right, that's it, he should have understood that He Jianshan has always been like this: like an isolated island, it won't leave, but it can't be approached.

Lin Hui hated this feeling.

At this point, the stamina of those glasses of red wine in the evening had all come up. Lin Hui's emotions were brewed by the alcohol and the evening wind and began to ferment exponentially. The love that had been in his heart for a long time seemed to have finally had an opportunity, broke out of the ground in an instant, and then kidnapped his heart with a destructive force. He forgot everything, just instinctively eager to find an exit, to escape this predicament, to be rescued——

Lin Hui's breathing began to be rapid, and he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing He Jianshan's wrist, and said, "Mr. He—"

ready to come out.

Those words are on his lips, as long as he says it, he will get an answer no matter what. Lin recalled, would you like to try it? He Jianshan and He Jianshan seem to always have a relationship with the night-they used to stay up all night for work; they also walked among dim lights when they were relaxing; they shared the night scenes of different cities; they also bathed in the same In the moonlight... So now, can he also tell the person in front of him his turbulent love on such a night?

He Jianshan looked at him patiently and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" He got closer, and Lin Hui saw that his eyes were bright, and after covering the lights, they were like amber.

Lin Hui's hands tightened. His palms were burning, perhaps from alcohol, or from fear—he was repeatedly tortured by "love".

Everything about this night was too perfect: the delicious food, the indulgent conversation, the autumn breeze, the scent of tea, and He Jianshan, everything was just right. He was reluctant to destroy all of this, and he hoped that whether it was himself or He Jianshan, when he thought of this night one day, only the most beautiful things would appear in his mind.

The corners of Lin Hui's eyes flashed red, he tried his best to restrain himself, and slowly let go of his hand: "...Hua is awake."

It is better to let this moment condense in each other's eyes.

He Jianshan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the sunflower not far away. Compared to the lazy appearance when first got it, the whole bunch of flowers stretched out now, and the bright yellow light instantly lit up the night.

He Jianshan suddenly laughed, he looked at Lin Hui, his eyes were full of tenderness that even he himself had not noticed:

"Yes, the flower is awake."

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