Chapter 22

Sometimes life is really vicious, give you a piece of sugar, and don't forget to pour water on your end. Lin Hui had an extremely wonderful weekend and was destined to replace it with the next good mood. The new week had just arrived, and He Jianshan asked him to make a reservation for the Garden Restaurant in advance. Min Jia had time for a while, and he was going to have dinner with her on Thursday night.

Perhaps because of the second time he heard it, Lin Hui felt unexpectedly calm, and he even asked, "Do you still need movie tickets?"

He Jianshan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Then buy it."

Lin Hui paused for a while, and then Nan Feng suggested: "With the attention of President Min, perhaps a private venue would be more suitable."

"It's not necessary." He Jianshan frowned, "Just buy the movie ticket for the one she ran on the road show before."

As early as when the movie was first released, Min Jia entrusted the staff to come to Wanzhu to give tickets. Now that the movie was about to be released, He Jianshan still chose it. Lin Hui thought to himself: Min Jia said that he had watched this movie dozens of times, and He Jianshan would not have known it. Ordinary people watch movies for the purpose of watching movies, but people like He Jianshan and Min Jia choose to go to the cinema to watch movies, maybe just to feel the atmosphere - the atmosphere of a date.

Lin Hui felt a little suffocated. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he turned his head and looked out the window. Seeing that Lin Hui was suddenly quiet, He Jianshan followed his gaze: the building not far away had a new advertisement, and it seemed that a handsome male star endorsed a watch brand, a giant half-building tall. The ad is very eye-catching in the sun. He Jianshan glanced at it and said, "Gu Jiaran."

Lin Hui was a little surprised: "You actually know him." He always thought that He Jianshan only knew the stars who had worked with the company.

"His boss is in the same community as me."

"...The warm words of the blue ocean?"

"Um."

Lin Hui hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but say, "Have you heard of... the rumors between Wen Yan and Gu Jiaran?"

"What rumor?"

"It's... they seem to be very close, like... a couple."

Lin Hui spoke vaguely, but He Jianshan understood. He stopped writing, looked up and said, "This is the second time you've asked me this question, Lin Hui."

Lin Hui suddenly became nervous: "I didn't ask you a question."

"You want to ask me, what do you think of this, right?" He Jianshan's tone was calm, but Lin Hui's breathing began to rush, but he didn't refute, as if he was competing with something.

He Jianshan looked at his assistant seriously: "I don't know why you care so much about this, but now I can answer your question seriously - in fact, I don't care much about this, whether it's gay or straight, I Think like radish and cabbage, each gets what he needs.”

"That's because they have nothing to do with you. If you're close to someone you care about, like you've got kids—"

He Jianshan interrupted him: "This assumption is not true, I have no children."

Lin replied for a while: "Or...or small..."

Lin Hui just wanted to talk about He Jianchuan, but also thought that the family that was as thin as air was definitely not someone close to He Jianshan, so he closed his mouth again angrily.

He Jianshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you have to give an example, you might as well say—"

The name was on his lips, but He Jianshan realized something and stopped awkwardly. However, Lin Hui was reminded and asked curiously, "Who?"

Before He Jianshan could say it, Lin Hui said "ah": "I see—"

He Jianshan quickly stood up: "I mean—"

"Boss Xue!"

He Jianshan was silent.

Uncomfortably, he squeezed the pen in his hand that he hadn't had time to put down, and finally nodded under Lin Hui's inquiring gaze, "It's him."

Lin Hui showed an "I know" expression and said, "That's like what you said, if it's Xue Pei, you like it, um, man, what would you think?"

Facing Lin Hui's unrelenting reluctance, He Jianshan was really unable to resist, and he rarely felt at a loss: "I..."

Lin Hui looked at him motionless.

For some things, it is indeed a completely different feeling when you put it on a stranger and when you put it on someone close to you. Lin recalled that maybe he could get a less official answer this time.

"I..." He Jianshan avoided Lin Hui's gaze and said softly, "I hope he is happy."

Lin Hui was startled, and after a while he whispered, "You really..."

What is it, He Jianshan doesn't know. Until Lin Hui left the office, He Jianshan didn't know what he wanted to say.

In the evening, He Jianshan went to "continue" alone. Xue Pei was a little surprised when he saw him. After all, he didn't make an appointment in advance, and he didn't expect that He Jianshan would really listen to what he had to say. It was rare that Lin Hui didn't follow him when he came to the bar. He poured He Jianshan good wine as usual, but saw him sitting there in a daze, not drinking a single sip, looking preoccupied. Xue Pei said strangely: "Did something happen to you, what's the matter? I don't think you will be so frowning when Wanzhu goes bankrupt."

He Jianshan thought about it for a while. The things he and Lin Hui were talking about were quite personal, so he started with "I have a friend" and said about Lin Hui's question in general, and asked his own doubts: Why do you ask such a question? What answer does he hope to get?

While drinking, Xue Pei suddenly realized from the fog: "Got it, one for you and one for Lin Hui. The question was asked by Lin Hui, right?"

"..."

Xue Pei didn't understand: "I also want to ask you, why are you struggling with this?"

He Jianshan's head is getting bigger: "I came to you to analyze, not to ask you questions."

"Okay," Xue Pei's expression became serious, "Lao He, I'll go straight to the conclusion first, one good news and one bad news—the good news is that I guess Assistant Lin has someone he likes, and the bad news is that that person is a man. "

Before He Jianshan could react from his shock, Xue Pei said again:

"He is constantly testing your opinion because he is worried that his sexual orientation will affect his work. After all, Lin Hui has always been a very serious person. Although the current social atmosphere is much more open and tolerant, it is true that not everyone can accept homosexuality. And You, his immediate superior, your opinion is very important to him, there is no doubt about it. That's why he cares so much, even asking twice, because he needs a clear answer from you, He wants your approval or support."

He Jianshan didn't speak for a while.

He didn't know whether he should be shocked by the conclusion that Lin Hui likes men or the fact that Lin Hui has someone he likes. He knew that a good person like Lin Hui was always popular, but he still couldn't imagine what kind of person he would like, especially, a man?

Xue Pei added a few more words: "But I don't think he started falling in love. It may be a secret love or an ambiguous relationship, but he definitely hasn't established a relationship."

"why?"

"If he is really in love, you will be the first to find out." Xue Pei leaned back on the sofa, "Do you think he has changed recently? Is there anything different from his previous behavior? Is there anything special to anyone? Pay attention? Often can't help calling and sending WeChat or something?"

He Jianshan was startled, as if thinking of something, but in the end he just shook his head hesitantly.

"Usually, if you're really in love, whether it's a secret love or something, there will definitely be clues, but you haven't noticed anything wrong, it may be just the embryonic stage, and he may still be confused - actually I feel Lin Hui's social circle is not wide, and he is busy with work. If he really has a good impression of someone, I doubt whether that person is known to you?"

As soon as Xue Pei finished speaking, He Jianshan thought of Feng Ying. He recalled that Lin Hui said that he liked people he could talk to. He and Feng Ying had indeed been chatting during the meal; and last time he said that Feng Ying was not, and Lin Hui was not very happy. Could it be that he had a good impression at that time? ? If that's the case, then it all makes sense. Thinking of this, He Jianshan's face suddenly became ugly: he didn't know what the playboy said, but after a meal and chatting on WeChat for a few days, he could attract Lin Hui's attention. He Jianshan always felt that Lin Hui couldn't fall in love with such a person, but his assistant was just like a blank sheet of paper at first glance. What if he was deceived by someone with deep scheming?

In a short period of time, He Jianshan's expression changed several times, Xue Pei didn't know what he was thinking, and he looked angry and heartache. He thought it was very interesting. He Jianshan had known him for so many years, and he had never seen such a colorful expression on his face.

"Speaking of which, you don't seem to care that he might like a man? Like I said before that someone likes him, but you just don't think he is worthy of him."

Thinking of what happened before, He Jianshan had mixed feelings in his heart: "Lin Hui has always been excellent. Whether he is in love or not, whether he likes a man or a woman, I hope he is well."

Xue Pei joked, "What if he likes you?"

He Jianshan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and stared at Xue Pei.

Xue Pei spread his hands: "If my inference is correct, then there is indeed such a possibility, isn't it? After all, the famous He Jianshan is the best among men, and you always dislike this unworthy, that worthy. If you can't, you're worthy of it."

Seeing He Jianshan's stiff face, he felt even more stimulated than when he heard that he guessed that Lin Hui liked men, Xue Pei couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I've thought about it, even if I like men, assistant Lin will still be there. I don’t think so. I really want to be with you, you two have dinner and go shopping, is that a date or a meeting?”

After saying what he thought of, he laughed: "Don't blame me for making fun of you. After all these years, I think only a person with Lin Hui's character can get along with you. I think you will take pictures of your marriage in the future. Find it like that.”

He Jianshan was inexplicably unhappy: "What is Lin Hui's character, Lin Hui is Lin Hui, even if he has the exact same character, it's not him, and I don't recognize everyone."

Xue Pei couldn't say anything to him, so he raised his hand in surrender: "Yes, yes, Assistant Lin is unique."

He simply raised his glass and touched He Jianshan: "How is it, now all your doubts are resolved?"

"Thank you, after your analysis, I'm even more confused."

"..."

This evening, He Jianshan spent a lot of time thinking about all things related to Lin Hui, like dealing with work, but not work. Because in the face of work, He Jianshan can always easily find breakthroughs and nodes, like splitting bamboo to the end; while everything in Lin Hui is like a gray fog, everywhere, but always unable to grasp.

For He Jianshan, the more elusive something is, the greater the risk.

Originally, he came to "continue" to listen to Xue Pei's opinion, but he was disturbed by him, and he felt that things were becoming more and more complicated. He thought about it carefully, if Lin Hui really likes men as Xue Pei guessed, he doesn't think there is any problem with the public or private, but it's better not to be Feng Ying's kind of unreliable at first glance.

Lin Hui deserves the best of everything: work, life, or lovers.

Don't know what his relationship will look like - will he be as polite and polite as usual? Will it be fun like visiting a night market in Changning? When eating together, does he also tell each other about childhood things?

He Jianshan suddenly realized that Lin Hui was also thirty years old. He had been following him closely at the best and most deserving age, straight and straight like a poplar. Time has made Lin Hui's temperament more calm, but he has never seen exhaustion and sleepiness on his face. For so many years, whenever he stood there, whenever he faced himself, what would he think?

Thinking of this, He Jianshan began to feel regret. They obviously have countless opportunities to do something unrelated to work together, just like the dinner the day before yesterday.

Lin Hui can continue to lean on the railing and talk about his childhood. His eyes are bright, and when he laughs, the corner of his mouth seems to hold a moon; the wind will ruffle his hair, and he can't help but reach out and stroke it; he also glances at himself from time to time, and sometimes frowns , sometimes with a little smile; or he just sat there and looked at himself quietly... Ordinary nights will be different because of him, and even the golden sunflowers behind him are not half as fresh as him.

This is Lin Hui.

He Jianshan slowly closed his eyes. His heart suddenly beat very fast, as if he had returned to that night. He had never had such a strong longing: longing for his presence; longing for his voice; longing to know him; longing for all things about him—moonlight, Lego bricks, a stack of papers delivered, or a bouquet of flowers .

Longing for Lin Hui.

The author has something to say:

Some tyrants are superficially managing every day, but in private they chat with their assistants about celebrity gossip.

I went through the backstage today and found that three comments were deleted before. The common point is that they all mentioned doi. I have to say that I didn’t delete them. mechanism)