Chapter 31

This late movie was destined to be made later by the heavy rain, but He Jianshan didn't mind.

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

Under the bright light, He Jianshan saw that Lin Hui still had water droplets on his clothes, and his hair was partly wet. He reluctantly put the towel over Lin Hui's head and started to help him wipe it up. Lin Hui was startled and wanted to reach out to stop him, but as soon as his fingertips touched He Jianshan's hand, it was as if he was electrocuted, and he hurried back.

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

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

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

He Jianshan shook his head.

Lin Hui was speechless: "No matter how bad the plane meal is, you have to prepare it first." He walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked at it, then looked at He Jianshan and said, "I have sparerib soup at home. And rice, I'll cook another dish for you and have dinner first?"

He Jianshan nodded: "Okay."

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

He Jianshan thought for a while: "Can I visit it?"

"Yes. But do you still need to visit? You can see the inside from the door." Lin Hui's smile was mixed with the sound of chopsticks beating eggs, as if the sound was also stained with the smell of food. What he said was a little modest. There are three bedrooms and one living room, two bedrooms and a study. Compared with He Jianshan's house, it is not big, but the apartment is very good. Even at night, it can be seen that it must be spacious and bright during the day. People are more than enough.

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

Lin Hui had already started to cut tomatoes, he said with a smile: "I specially asked Li Fenghai to help me see it. You don't know, on the day of handover, he also brought a worker, each with a small hammer. The horn knocked me over and over, and the sales consultant's face turned green."

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

He Jianshan turned around at random and found that Lin Hui's home was decorated as warmly as he had imagined: large areas of wood-colored furniture, soft short pile carpets, chandeliers glowing with warm light overhead, and carefully trimmed greenery in the corners. Planting... The arrangement of every corner shows the intention and love of the owner of the house. He walked slowly to the study, only to find that there was a whole wall of bookshelves inside. They are divided into grids of different sizes, and various books or decorations are placed on them. He Jianshan took out a copy and put it back, then turned his attention to the objects in the other grids. He walked and looked at it: a set of stationery that looked some years old; a small globe; a assembled Lego The plane; there is a separate plant illustration in a grid; the ribbon that was tied to Lin Hui's wrist before the business trip was tied around the neck of a woodcarved cat and turned into its bow tie, He Jianshan Shinobu I couldn't stop taking out my phone and took a picture; and—

He Jianshan stopped. He frowned and couldn't help but reach out and take it out.

- A pen.

This is the classic model of the top pen brand AS - "Muse": the whole body is black lacquer barrel, but the cap is inlaid with a circle of broken diamonds, like an elegant crown, and like a star in the night; with the pen A little vermilion at the end of the clip, as well as the silver nib, reminds people of a graceful girl dancing gracefully, like a goddess descending.

This is the origin of "Muse" - the founder of AS accidentally saw a girl in a black gauze dress dancing in the water, and fell in love with her at first sight, so he was inspired to design and make it. He Jianshan is so familiar with this pen because he has an identical one. It was a birthday present when he was ten years old, and it was worth 49,500 yuan.

He Jianshan was puzzled. He had never heard that Lin Hui had a 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 between couples or when expressing love to a loved one.

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 have given such a gift so cherished? Before he could regain his senses, Lin Hui's voice came over there: "Mr. He, dinner is ready, come and eat quickly."

He Jianshan responded, pressed the doubts in his heart, and carefully put the pen back in place.

On the dining table, the steaming tomato scrambled eggs and the fragrant pork ribs soup aroused He Jianshan's appetite, probably because he was afraid that he would not feel comfortable eating alone, Lin Hui also served himself a small half bowl of rice and ate with him. . The two chatted while eating...

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

Lin Hui nodded: "Yun Travel, I don't have time to go out, and it's fun to read other people's travel notes."

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

"Sleep and play with your phone."

"..."

Lin Hui couldn't help laughing: "Why, don't you believe it? I said I was lazy."

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

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

"Soup and rice should be eaten sparingly."

"……Oh."

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

The word "we" made He Jianshan feel happy: "It's fine for you to call the shots."

"Listening to Mr. He, Mr. He Zhao doesn't seem to like him doing this much. I'm afraid that time..."

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Chatting and chatting, He Jianshan inexplicably remembered the pen in the study. He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but say, "I saw... a pen on that bookshelf."

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

"Is it from a friend?"

Lin Hui took a sip of water and nodded, "...That's right."

He Jianshan suddenly felt that the tomato in his mouth seemed to be sour. He didn't understand what the method of "it was" was, but he didn't show it on his face, and continued to ask: "Is it from a former ... friend? ?"

"...cough..." Lin Hui seemed to be choked suddenly and coughed violently.

He Jianshan couldn't see his cover, but he didn't want Lin Hui to feel uncomfortable. He liked the comfortable atmosphere when chatting with Lin Hui, and was unwilling to destroy it. Besides, whether it was an ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend, in his eyes, He Jianshan was nothing. Thinking of this, he quickly changed the subject and quickly skipped over.

After dinner, Lin Hui put the tableware 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 had not stopped outside, and in the starless night, only the leaves that were washed and gleamed, and the smudged lights in the buildings not far away were left. For some reason, Lin Hui suddenly didn't want to step forward. He just wanted to stand in the room and watch He Jianshan's back. It was best to keep watching.

Maybe it was a little quiet around, He Jianshan seemed to feel it, turned his head to look at him and said with a smile: "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'."

Lin Hui paused and muttered, "Then why do you call me 'Assistant Lin' yourself?"

"That's different."

Lin Hui just wanted to ask what was different, but suddenly realized something, and the auricle immediately turned red.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Lin Hui was actually a little confused. He has so many questions he wants to ask: for example, what does the bow tied on his hand mean, and he wants to ask him what it means to invite him to a movie; he still has a lot of things he wants to say, many of which he dared not say in the past and still say no now. Export words. He liked He Jianshan for too long, so long that when he faced him, he couldn't find a little bit of "courage" in himself: looking ahead and looking back, indecisive, afraid of monkeys catching the moon, and catching up with nothing to be happy.

However, there is indeed something different. Something has changed between him and He Jianshan. That secret and ambiguous emotion, like a thread, wrapped around them, pulling each other gently. Lin Hui didn't know if this change was due to the 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. He had already fallen before everything started.

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

Lin Hui opened his mouth: "I saw a documentary before, it seems that there is a minority, they believe in the wind, which is the wind blowing outside now. Every spring, the people there will hold an event called 'Running the Wind' , is probably like an obstacle race, running against the wind, running from side to side, picking up various fruit and melon utensils while running, symbolizing the harvest of the year. They believe that the whirring wind can blow for them Bad luck brings good luck."

Lin Hui lowered his head and smiled: "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, it was just a casual chat, but he couldn't help wanting to keep looking at Lin Hui: his eyebrows, his raised lips, the light on his shoulder... He could see a little So engrossed, I almost forgot to answer the question: "...I like...like...rain."

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

He Jianshan was still reluctant to look away and nodded, "Yes."

Lin Hui was a little puzzled: "Why? With such a heavy rain, it's inconvenient to travel?"

He waited for a long time but he didn't get He Jianshan's answer.

The temperature of the heating in the house has come up, even standing on the balcony, Lin Hui felt 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 eyes were so bright that it made people panic.

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

Lin Hui's heart was beating like a drum, and his eyelashes were shaking a little.

He Jianshan approached slowly, the familiar breath instantly enveloped Lin Hui, and their breathing began to interlace.

"Is it okay?" He Jianshan's voice was hoarse.

Lin Hui's hands curled up tightly. After a long time, he said, "...I don't know."

"Then——" He Jianshan suggested seriously, "Is it good for rainy days?"

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 sorrow and grief, he always felt that he was a dream, a familiar and repeated link in countless nights. He stared at He Jianshan motionless, unaware 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, He Jianshan who is standing here at the moment, are they real? Lin Hui felt suspicious.

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

He wants an answer. He Jianshan thought.

This evening, he avoided two questions, and now he wants to answer them.

"Assistant Lin," He Jianshan said, he slowly closed his eyes and quickly opened them, "you ask me what I'm looking at, I'm looking at your shadow; you ask me why I like heavy rain, because we are the first It was raining so hard the last time we met; if you ask me if it's true, all I can say is—"

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

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

"fall in love."

He Jianshan lowered his head and kissed it.

The author has something to say:

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