Chapter 15: Expressing Love (1)
We passed by
Emotions are agitating
Stretched out the ignorance
There is an impulse
- Express love
When Lin Huaijin's family moved away, there was no warning, hastily and urgently, overnight, the upstairs was empty, as if it had suddenly rained, and the clothes hanging in the yard were instantly taken away, leaving only the remaining banyan leaves on the windowsill, desolate and lonely.
met again in the spring of fifteen years later, and the 25-year-old Lin Huaijin became a smash hit and became a singer star sought after by everyone.
His face has long lost the traces of shyness of the past, but instead is confident, elegant, and youthful, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are as warm as the newborn sun.
"Your real name is Fu Su? Pay for it? Are you 23 years old? He asked.
She nodded and said, "Yes." β
He gave a super lucky smile, "I lived upstairs from you when I was a kid, do you remember?" β
She nodded again.
"It's been so long since I see you, I can't even recognize you, you don't look like you were when you were a child."
This business party at Pengcheng Coastal Hotel is full of people, in addition to celebrities, celebrities, Internet celebrities, and some business elites.
In the middle of the staggering, Lin Huaijin sat in the lobby and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the young girl in the corner.
She seemed to like him, and she didn't like these occasions, so she sat quietly alone.
She didn't play with her mobile phone either, she just lowered her eyes and boredly played with the bouquet of flowers on the table, tearing off the petals and breaking off the branches......
Occasionally, a young man passing by accosted her, and she just nodded or shook her head, then turned her face and played again, as if she didn't bother to pay attention to them.
She wore a snow-white winter coat and a black beret made of cashmere, her hair was long, her makeup was light, and her face was full of arrogance and coldness, but she was beautiful and refined.
Lin Huaijin watched her for a long time without blinking, until he asked the waiter to find out her name: Fuxing, a writer.
But how is this name so familiar? He thought about it, and a vague childhood memory came to his mind, as if in the year he lived in Pengcheng in the past, the name of the little girl who went to school with him was Fu Su.
This inexplicable memory pleased him, and he was extremely gentlemanly and polite, and with the intimacy of a childhood friend, he whispered a few words to her.
But there was no surprise on her very beautiful face, she just nodded calmly and said, "You are not like before." β
Also, it's really cold! The desire to know more about her couldn't be suppressed in his heart, he walked around to the chair opposite her, but she didn't look at him and said directly: "Don't sit here." β
Lin Huaijin smiled for no reason, thinking that he was so handsome and chic, and with such a good demeanor, when was he rejected by a girl? But what he didn't expect was that he actually backed down.
From the moment he reached the position of high spirits and surrounded by thousands of people, his arrogant and uncompromising energy never dissipated, and at this moment, he was willing to back down, it was incredible!
As soon as his friend Zhong Qianmo came, he saw that his eyes were straight, and he familiarly put his shoulder on the shoulder and asked, "What, which girl has fallen into the blue eyes of your great talent?" β
Lin Huaijin's eyes were still swirling on Fuxing, he thought about it, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, "It's not in the eyes, it's in the heart." β
"Oh?" Zhong Qianmo followed his gaze, saw the girl in white, and quipped: "Lao Lin, this is not your dish, haven't you always liked the cute little sister with a low IQ?" This girl is very smart, calm and has her own ideas at first glance. "The young man who has read countless people carefully judged.
Lin Huaijin shook off his hand, his eyes brighter than the Chanel brooch pinned to the pocket of his suit, "From now on, I like her type." β
Zhong Qianmo shook his chest with the back of his hand, and said with a smile: "She looks difficult to chase, you try?" β
Try it! Aren't people all like to challenge "difficult" things that are difficult to achieve? Especially for a young man like Lin Huaijin, who is ambitious and omnipresent, isn't it more difficult to like and want to have it?
He looked at her beautiful side face and couldn't help laughing, like a teenager who was just starting to fall in love.
After three rounds of drinking, the banquet was over, and the recovery was all by himself until he left, Lin Huaijin finally seized the opportunity to step forward and smile at her.
Of course, his smile has to be different from those of the prodigal sons who covet her beauty.
He was even a little shy, without the familiarity of his usual flirtatious sister, "Where do you live?" I'll take you home. He offered it.
Resuscitation glanced at him and shook the car keys in his hand, "I have a car." β
Obviously, her voice is very soft, and her face is also peaceful, but how can she reveal a temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away?
But he's also had a ladder over the wallβ"You just drank." β
The sponsor of the evening was a brand of cocktail, and the guest table was filled with adult alcoholic beverages, and he saw her raise her glass and take a few sips.
He smiled and added: "I sing to protect my throat, and I usually don't drink alcohol." β
But she looked at him in surprise, as if she didn't know the true intention of what he said, "Then I'll call me a substitute driver." β
"How?" He kept up with her pace, and took the car keys from her smoothly, so bold that people couldn't refuse, "Anyway, you called my brother when you were a child, I'm happy to send you home safely, I'll let the assistant drive your car back." β
When I got to the underground garage and pressed the key button, the pink McLaren in the group of cars turned on its headlights, the coquettish and expensive colors, the chassis that was so low that it was almost stuck on the ground, and the strange butterfly doors that swaggered...... Liu Hansan's eyes widened in surprise.
Lin Huaijin was also thoughtful, he remembered that her family was not good when she was a child, and she depended on her mother for her life, but now, look at her full of top brand-name outfits, as well as this car, this is definitely not something that she can have as a young girl.
With curiosity about her, he asked for the address of her home, and she directly reported the name of the community.
It's going to be so outrageous! Lin Huaijin smiled very reservedly, "My friend also lives in that community, do you know Zhong Qianmo?" β
She nodded, but saw his car standing still.
Lin Huaijin's high-end version of the black Mercedes-Benz Big G is simply suitable for driving to the wilderness to fight, and the four tall and fierce wheels can't be stepped on by a girl.
He was happy in his heart, and stretched out his hand to her very gentlemanly, "Can I help you?" β
But he did, and as she stepped into the car, he put his hands on her waist and lifted her up gently. Such an act was very intimate, and he secretly thought in his heart: every time he saw her in the future, he would drive this car.
On the way back, he even gave up the violent driving habit he had been driving for many years and drove the car smoothly and steadily.
Rows of street lights flashed by, car turn signals ticked, and he looked into her rearview mirror as he turned, and her eyes were right on his.
Floating and obscure, silently communicating his eyes, in just a moment, in his heart, it seems to condense all the tenderness in this fireworks world.
Since then, a note called "love" has jumped in Lin Huaijin's mind and surrounded his heart, teasing every cell of him.