I hide the white roses behind me

Chapter 8 A Quiet Afternoon
People who are away from home are always homesick.

In addition to running a business with Pei Dongcan, Feng Lu also has two shops that are entirely her own and run by herself, which are her personal property.

One of those stores is a Chinese restaurant.

She stubbornly did not localize the taste of the dishes, but kept the original taste.

The reason is simple, that is, she wants to eat.

This store never takes profit as the ultimate goal.

This store is just a thought of Feng Lu's wandering abroad.

"Duoduo Chinese Restaurant...Mom, Lin Duoduo has grown up, even though he is still a child in your eyes."

Sitting on the second floor of this restaurant, which is never open to customers, Lin Zengxian watched the pedestrians coming and going on the road outside the window, and suddenly sighed.

Duoduo is his nickname, Feng Lu named this restaurant after his nickname, the meaning is obvious.

When his parents divorced, Lin Zengxian was still in elementary school, and he can't even remember clearly what happened at that time.

For Lin Zengxian, the greatest impact of that memory on him was that it made him attach great importance to family, especially after he became an adult.

When he was in Stockholm before, he had a relationship that was about to start. If there were no unexpected circumstances, he should be married by now.

He loves the "family" feel.

The space design of the second floor here is more spacious than that of the first floor. The place where he is sitting now is where Feng Lu usually sips tea.

There is a small square table with two chairs facing each other. There is plenty of light and the surroundings are quiet. Not far away is a fish tank with three ornamental fish wagging their tails comfortably.

"Senior, are you sleepy?"

Passing the small square table, Liu Zhien, who had already changed his clothes and was going to the kitchen to help Feng Lu, who was cooking for himself, paused briefly.

In the eyes of the elders, she is always a very sensible child.

Although she is not interested in learning how to cook these dishes, she still offers to help every time.

"One thing, it's okay, you can be busy."

Raising his eyebrows and smiling, Lin Zengxian waved his hands, watching Liu Zhien disappear around the corner.

I met Yoo So Young, I met Yoo Ji Eun, I also met my sister Bae Eun Hee, who will I meet next?
Lin Zengxian felt that there should be no one else, so it was time to close his eyes and take a rest.

I have been tense all night, not daring to let go of saving lives, but now I relax and feel more and more tired.

Suddenly, he felt that he was floating on the sea, swaying with the waves, like sleeping in a cradle when he was a baby.

"excuse me."

The girl's voice, which was not loud but not timid, blended into this private space that was not open to outsiders from the entrance on the second floor.

Wearing a light purple round neck sweater with a checked skirt of the same color, and stepping on a pair of high-top white canvas shoes, Liu Zhimin took off the thin black casual beret on his head, his clear and lingling eyes flicked playfully in his eyes, Then he sorted out his brisk expression, trying to make himself look formal like a child wearing adult clothes, and then turned into the corner with a steady pace.

She already knew in advance that someone she didn't know before would appear at the party today.

After many years, she can still recall the scene of this moment.

It has nothing to do with any surging or throbbing emotions, just like passing by a pet store on the corner of the street on a rainy day and seeing a dozing little white cat in the window.

Walking by the exquisite fish tank, the first thing she felt was the sunshine, which was warm, like the golden apple in a fairy tale, and also like the most obedient drawing board drawn by a painter.

Taking another step forward, following the sunlight, she saw a simple chair and a small square table from the past.

Unlike the impression Feng Lu was sitting here drinking tea, the Xiaofang table was clean and empty at the moment, as if there was no tea set before all the people arrived, and they were still waiting.

As if feeling an ancient story sleeping peacefully in a book, Liu Zhimin subconsciously slowed down his pace, and even his breathing became lighter.

Slowly, slowly, take another step forward;
Slowly, the fine dust particles floating in the air are clearly visible in the embrace of the sun;

Slowly, the outline of a person is faintly hidden behind the long hair blown up by the sun and the wind.

So, he hesitated for a while, Liu Zhimin's eyes hesitated to hold his eyelashes, and touched lightly in the direction of the wall.

A modest clock hung on the wall, showing the time in the morning.

She loosened her eyelashes and let her eyes fall on the outline again, but Liu Zhimin felt that it was afternoon.

The white canvas shoes stepped on the floor, like a boat with sails furled, drifting to the center of the sea accompanied by leisurely seagulls.

If the scene in front of her was a painting, she thought it must be a sketch.

The outline of that person is as if a skilled old street painter quickly sketched it with a brand new hard pencil.

Angular and quiet.

Elbow leaning on the armrest comfortably, five fingers held empty, the back of the fingers resting on the cheek;

Rest your other hand on the armrest on the other side of the seat;

The figure is slightly leaning against the back of the chair;

The invisible smooth breathing seems to be painted in the layer of memory after being toned by light and shadow, leaving some mottled spots that are easy to be forgotten.

So, how was this man's face painted?

Liu Zhimin stood at the same spot, tilted his head, bit his lip, looked at where his eyes fell, and his thoughts had already run to the corner of the city.

It was a rainy day, she was holding a white umbrella;

There's an open pet store on the corner;
In the window, there is a little white cat dozing off.

"Afternoon", quietly.

"Afternoon", Lin Zengxian was wrapped in sleepiness, floating on the pure white sea.

He saw a small boat with its sails folded, accompanied by leisurely seagulls, drifting towards the middle of the sea.

On the prow of the boat was a bouquet of purple roses.

He smelled the fragrance of white roses.

"Afternoon", quietly.

Floating on the pure white sea.

"Stupid, wake up."

Familiar voice.

You guy, won't you let me sleep a little longer?

"Not now, idiot, get up."

Familiar tone.

You guys, okay, I'll get up now.

"Afternoon", quietly.

Floating on the purple sea.

Lin Zengxian smelled white roses.

I also smelled a cup of tea called time.

Slowly, he opened his eyes.

Sitting on the simple chair, Lin Zengxian saw a cup of steaming tea on the table in front of him.

"you're awake?"

A strange voice came from the opposite side.

"My name is Liu Zhimin."

Not quite standard yet, but hard enough Chinese pronunciation.

"Hello, Lin, brother."

(End of this chapter)