Dear People·Hua Chen

Chapter 21

That night, Chen Lu hardly closed his eyes.

The plateau finally made Lin Yilin uncomfortable. He wanted to drink water, felt dizzy for a while, tossed and turned, and finally tried to sneak to the bathroom to vomit, which made Chen Lu flustered.

If it wasn't for the two accompanying doctors who checked him and said he was just drunk, they would have taken him out of here almost overnight.

Therefore, when Xiao Linzi woke up in a daze the next day, he saw Chen Lu lying beside him in full clothes playing with his mobile phone.

He frowned in pain, picked up the sparkling mint water on the bedside table and filled half a bottle, and then managed to make a sound: "I'm sorry..."

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Chen Lu was obviously tired, but he was calm.

Lin Yilin shook his head, and said depressedly: "It's okay to drink some cocktails in the past..."

Chen Lu frowned: "Don't forget that the altitude here is more than 3000 meters."

"Go to sleep for a while, I'll take a shower." Lin Yilin touched his face: "I won't go out to play today."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be seriously ill, Chen Lu felt relieved, and the drowsiness after staying up all night gradually came over him. After a few more casual instructions, he casually took off his clothes beside him, and soon fell asleep.

After flushing through the water, Xiao Linzi was much more awake. He tidied up the room carefully, looked at the young master lying dead on the bed full of guilt, and decided to go outside and buy him some delicious food.

As a result, as soon as he went out, the accompanying guide came up to him: "Mr. Lin, the police station just called to ask if you suffered any financial losses last night. I want to make a record."

"Oh, yes, you can go with me." Lin Yilin vaguely recalled the robbery incident, and nodded happily.

"Alright." The guide breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Lu didn't let him disturb, and the police kept urging him endlessly. This morning was really busy.

As the victim, Lin Yilin was not embarrassed when he arrived at the police station, but when he saw the photo of the bag snatcher, he was stunned for a long time, and finally raised his head and asked, "Can I...can you bail him..."

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After taking off the uniform of the bar, the little waiter looks skinny in the package of the worn-out T-shirt.

His skin was extremely tanned by ultraviolet rays, but his eyes were extremely bright.

After paying the money and talking nonsense, Lin Yilin brought the child out, went into a small restaurant, ordered two bowls of noodles, and signaled: "Are you hungry? Eat."

The little waiter stared at this fair and thin young man vigilantly. After all, he couldn't resist the temptation of the food, so he lowered his head and started eating in embarrassment.

"What's your name?" Lin Yilin asked.

The little waiter spoke a bunch of Tibetan indistinctly, but seeing that he didn't understand, he said, "Ngawang Gesang."

"Then I'll call you Gesang... I gave you a lot of tips, why do you want to grab them?" Lin Yilin asked again.

"Don't you know?" Gesang's Chinese was obviously rusty.

It's just that the rich man who saw his richness couldn't help but be tempted. This was the reason he explained to the police.

Lin Yilin smiled lightly: "For the sake of saving you, can you tell the truth?"

"I want to go to school." Gesang's reason was surprising.

"How old are you?" Lin Yilin was puzzled.

"Seventeen." Gesang said while eating noodles.

"Is the tuition fee of Lhasa high school very heavy? The state provides a lot of subsidies for ethnic minorities, and universities also provide scholarships. This is not a reason for robbery." Xiao Linzi has always been self-reliant, and such nonsense can't stop him.

"My grades are not good, I want to learn to draw, and I draw very well." Gesang's tone was so condescending that he put the guilt of being caught by the police behind him so quickly, and asked, "Is there money?" Man, do you want to invest in me?"

It turned out that it was because of the high tuition fees for art classes, but unfortunately Lin Yilin didn't like his arrogant attitude, but wanted to suppress the kid's arrogance: "Oh, really, how good is it? Draw me a portrait and see. "

Gesang saw him take out the sketchbook and pencils from his bag, but took them without hesitation, pushed the noodle bowl aside, pondered for a moment, and started writing.

People who like art tend to have a weird temper that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world. Lin Yilin has seen a lot of people, and he is only thinking about how to deal with this half-grown child, and he doesn't really take this moment seriously.

However, Gesang carefully drew for nearly an hour, signed his name with a swipe of a pen, and threw the notebook in front of Xiao Linzi.

I thought I was about to see a regular bust, but Lin Yilin lowered his head, and unexpectedly saw that this page of the sketchbook was painted with large shadows, using very simple lines to outline his singing at the bar last night, Chen The scene that Lu Yu watched in the corner, in fact, whether it is the composition, the relationship between light and dark, or the capture of feeling, is very mature, and it does not look like it was done by a teenager.

"Who taught you?" Xiao Linzi, who looked up again, was obviously much happier.

"When I was young, there was a guy from Japan who lived next to my house, and then he died." Gesang continued to eat up all the cold noodles.

"I like it very much." Lin Yilin told the truth.

Gesang asked, "So are you ready to invest in me?"

"If you promise that you will never do anything illegal again, I can help you pay the tuition." Lin Yilin has helped many children with difficulty in reading, and he is the first one who feels good about himself.

"It's an investment." Gesang insisted, "When I have income, I will repay you."

Lin Yilin didn't take these childish words as promises. In fact, he has received various architectural design rewards and commissions. This kind of help is easy for him now, so he said clearly: "Ask your guardian to contact me, and I can talk about it clearly." How to 'invest' you and supervise the money to be used in the right place, now, you go to buy some medicine to wipe the wound, I am not familiar with Lhasa."

Gesang wiped the red and swollen corners of his mouth indifferently, and took the cash he handed over: "It wasn't the big tall guy who took care of you."

Hearing this silly remark, Lin Yilin couldn't help laughing: "He is my husband."

Gesang didn't understand: "You are all men, how can you get married?"

Lin Yilin didn't explain much, but kept laughing, especially wanting to see how Chen Lu felt when he learned that not only was he not recognized, but he was also described as "big and tall".

He is always like this now, within the scope of his ability, he helps others because of chance and coincidence.

Just like those kind-hearted people helped him.

Lin Yilin does not attribute this to kindness, because he is just doing what he wants to do without any judgment.

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"So, you just let that brat go? He's a repeat offender, maybe he's just lying to you."

The next day, Chen Lu shook his head helplessly in the off-road vehicle heading for Namtso.

Lin Yilin, who seldom touched this kind of car, was driving happily. He peeked at the young master beside him from the rearview mirror, and replied: "Then let me buy his painting. It's his own business if he can't grasp it."

Chen Lu smiled lightly, and didn't say anything more about it, he just said: "Today's camping, if you don't let the guide and doctor follow you, you have to obey me in everything."

"I see, I feel uncomfortable being stared at all the time." Lin Yilin followed the navigation all the way, and took the time to play a song.

Chen Lu flipped through the sketchbook and looked at himself in the drawing, feeling strange.

Is this how he often looks at the one he loves?

So gentle, so focused, so indifferent to the world.

No wonder everyone said: Since I met Lin Yilin, I feel like a different person.

That's right, these eight years or so are enough to renew all the cells in the body. The current Chen Lu, every ounce and ounce, is rebuilt from the genes that love Lin Yilin.

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The blue sky, white clouds, snow-capped mountains and mirror-like lakes, this simple and extreme natural scenery makes the small forest in Nam Co linger forever.

He ran to the lake with his camera to take a lot of photos, and was followed by Tibetan children who asked for all the cash. Then he returned to the empty lakeside that he rented at a high price with nothing in his hands, and said in surprise: "I still want to You are with me, are you so powerful?"

Taking advantage of this time, the eldest and young master had already set up a tent and a bonfire, and was sitting on a chair leisurely boiling water and making tea. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and smiled: "I learned it when my mother forced me to go to the army, and I used to come here when I was in high school."

"Is there, why don't I know." Lin Yilin tried hard to recall.

"You broke your heart into eight pieces and ran to Tibet to heal your wounds. How did you know?" Chen Lu said in a depressed tone.

Lin Yilin laughed: "Don't describe yourself as miserable, okay?"

"It's just miserable." Chen Lu stretched out his hand towards him: "Come here."

Kobayashi put down the camera and approached obediently.

"Don't catch a cold. Although it's almost summer, the weather here is not like Beijing." Chen Lu helped him pull up his extremely warm down jacket, tied an extra scarf, and kissed him in satisfaction.

"You yourself too." Lin Yilin held his hand that was blown cold by the wind, and sat beside him with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work."

"What's the trouble?" Chen Lu still had a nonchalant tone.

Lin Yilin still laughed, but did not answer.

He wanted to say that he chose not to give up on me even though his heart was broken. It is really hard for you.

But I felt hypocritical, so I felt that some words should be kept in my heart.

The beauty of Tianhu Lake is like a dream.

Although there was no comfortable and warm environment, the two of them sat in the wind, guarding the crackling bonfire, watching the thick blue that spread all the way to the horizon, and still felt happiness and peace.

In fact, the so-called beautiful scenery itself is meaningless.

The important thing is the people who watch it, and the memories that are being packaged and sealed at this moment.

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Chen Lu, who always hated other people getting close to Lin Yilin, paid the Tibetans a large sum of money many days in advance, and booked all the nearby camping lakeside.

Only birds pass by during the day, and it is extremely clean at night.

After eating a set of self-heating wild camping packages, they went for a walk by the lake hand in hand.

Feeling cold, Xiao Linzi put his hand into the pocket of the young master, his face was always warm.

"I really want to live with you on a deserted island and live like this every day." Chen Lu said suddenly.

Lin Yilin glanced at him: "You are so pampered, you will soon be unbearable."

"I'm pampering you, okay?" Chen Lu felt sorry for himself.

"Yes, yes." Lin Yilin nodded.

Chen Lu stretched out his hand to pinch his chin: "If you dare to say it's not the truth, don't use a perfunctory tone."

Lin Yilin turned his face away to hide, but then reached out and hugged the person in front of him: "I will always love you."

Chen Lu seldom heard him speak this kind of words on his own initiative, and he didn't even know how to respond for a while.

Lin Yilin looked up and peeked, his eyes were bright: "Are you blushing?"

Even though the sky was too dark to see these details clearly, Chen Lu still secretly panicked for a moment, and then kissed him tenderly.

Lips and teeth are attached to each other, driving away the cruel chill of the surrounding plateau.

Finally, when Lin Yilin was finally let go, he barely had the strength to stand up, and leaned against the young master with his whole body, panting slightly.

It seems that kissing at such a high place is easy to lack of oxygen.

Otherwise, how could he be like a young man in love with his heart beating like this?

"Honey, look." Chen Lu suddenly patted Xiao Linzi's head.

Lin Yilin followed the direction of his fingers, and saw the starry sky as bright as silver, which seemed to be very close to him.

Not a bit tainted, not half blurred.

It was so overwhelming and breathtakingly magnificent.

Even though he knew that this was just a remnant of the stars tens of billions of years ago, he was so moved that he lost his words.

At this moment, Lin Yilin inexplicably remembered the photo of the starry sky that he had received when he first met Cheng Ran.

It was Cheng Ran who told him that human beings are so small that they can let go of what they love.

But now Lin Yilin feels that it is precisely because he is such an insignificant dust in the vast universe that Chen Lu is the only evidence that he has ever existed.