When the bamboo shoots were dug back, Lin Qingzhi's hands were only a little dirty, while Cheng Huanchong's whole body was dirty, as if he had rolled in the mud.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the villa, Cheng Huanchong turned around excitedly.
Lin Qingzhi stopped and handed the freshly unearthed bamboo shoots to the bodyguard.
"Let the chef cook, make one portion into soup, and another portion stir-fry.
I won’t eat bamboo shoots for dinner, but I’ll get one or two river fish to steam.”
"Yes, Mr. Qing."
The bodyguard took it respectfully.
Lin Qingzhi thought for a while and warned: "A Chong doesn't like to eat mushrooms that are too strong, so just ask the chef to replace them with ordinary mushrooms.
Also, add a grilled meat dish for lunch and add more pepper."
"OK."
The bodyguard answered yes and hurried to the kitchen.
Cheng Huanchong washed his hands and feet in the small stream outside the gate, blowing the cool breeze from the mountains and soaking in the cool stream water. He couldn't bear to get up at all, so he just sat on the big pebbles and stayed still.
Lin Qingzhi brought out two glasses of fresh juice and handed him one.
"You're dirty. Finish your drink and go upstairs to change clothes."
Cheng Huan Chong happily drank the juice and muttered: "What are you afraid of! I'll go later. Anyway, I still want to play with water. I'll change it together when it gets wet."
Lin Qingzhi shook his head: "No, you just sweated all over, and the stream is too cool. If you just wash your hands and feet, that's it. Playing in the water is definitely not enough."
If I came out earlier, I wouldn't even let you wash my feet."
"It's a hot day, wouldn't you like to cool down a little?"
Cheng Huanchong couldn't help but joke: "We are here to escape the summer heat, not to spend the winter."
Lin Qingzhi smiled slightly, his eyebrows full of tenderness.
“The temperature in the mountains is low and the temperature of the stream is even lower.
If you are too fond of cold, you may catch a cold.
If you fall ill, we have to pack up and go back immediately."
Cheng Huanchong didn't take it seriously at all and said: "I'm a grown man, so I can drink more water and stay up for two days and I'll be fine.
Make some ginger soup in the kitchen, I'll be fine if I drink it."
"What's the point?"
Lin Qingzhi glanced at him and asked: "You are willing to destroy the healthy balance of the body for the sake of temporary comfort, and then make up for it - the body is your own, and this is how you protect it?
Um?"
Cheng Huanchong looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "What a shame!"
Among the younger generation, he is considered to be very good at taking care of his body.
My parents are very health-conscious, and there is an eldest brother in the family who used to be a doctor. As long as there is the slightest "irregular" movement, there will be all kinds of concerns and nagging in my ears.
It's like this at home. It's hard to relax a little when going out, and occasionally indulge a little bit, but the people in front of you are more strict than the people at home.
"Disgusted?"
Lin Qingzhi grabbed a handful of his waist and hummed: "As long as I can't stand it, I have to say it.
I don't care about other people, but you - I have control over you."
Cheng Huan Chongjun's face turned slightly red, and instead of continuing to soak in the stream water, he stretched out his feet and wiped them clean.
At this time, his cell phone beeped! He took out his cell phone, glanced at it lazily, seemed to hesitate for a while, and then slowly put the phone away.
Lin Qingzhi is a person who observes extremely subtle things, and he can feel his emotional changes all of a sudden.
"how?
Has the editor urged you to publish?"
Cheng Huanchong shook his head and did not hide anything from him.
"The teacher sent me a message and advised me to prepare the application materials as soon as possible. He also said that the deadline is next week and I must not miss it."
Lin Qingzhi listened calmly and asked in a low voice: "You haven't made a decision yet?
Um?"
Cheng Huanchong seemed angry and his voice became louder unconsciously.
"What decision can I make?
Do you want me to go, or do you want me not to go?
how?
Does my decision have nothing to do with you?
I can go whenever I want without having to discuss it with you?
There’s no need to discuss it with my parents?”
Isn't he the one who should be most concerned about whether he wants to go abroad?
I have been waiting for him for a long time, but he seems to be much more patient than me.
I really don’t know if he is too calm and confident, or if he doesn’t care about himself too much! Lin Qingzhi smiled softly and said warmly: “If you want to go, then go.
Whatever you like to do, I will support you."
"real?"
Cheng Huanchong seemed to be even more angry, and said in a deep voice: "If I like it and decide to study abroad after the application is approved, what will you do?
Not ten days and a half, not three months, but three years! Do you support it?
you sure?
How will you support me?"
Not a few miles away, but thousands of miles away.
Not two or three months, but more than three years! Lin Qingzhi smiled fondly: "Didn't you just say it?
If you really like it, then I will naturally support you.
I will wait for you as long as you go.
I will fly over to you whenever I have time.
From now on, all my trips will be centered on you."
Cheng Huanchong was slightly stunned.
The anger in my heart was instantly extinguished by his words, without even a spark left.
"What...are you doing to be so nice to me?
I'm starting to worry."
Lin Qingzhi raised his eyebrows and then smiled dumbly.
“If I’m not good to you, who should I be good to?
In my heart, you have always been in the same position as my closest relative.
You are still young and have your own ambitions and ideals to pursue.
If you want to go, I will definitely support you."
Cheng Huanchong lowered his eyes, full of hesitation.
"Actually, I don't know whether to go or not.
For me, painting is already a part of my life. Regardless of whether I will continue to study in this profession, I will still insist on painting.
Whether I can study abroad is not very attractive to me."
Lin Qingzhi nodded lightly: "I understand what you mean."
Cheng Huanchong raised his eyes and stared at him, asking: "Really?
Can you understand?"
"yes."
Lin Qingzhi's voice was like water: "As early as ten years ago, you already liked painting very much. At that time, you even painted secretly for a long time, and you didn't dare to let your uncles and aunts know, right?"
"Um."
Cheng Huanchong lowered his voice: "I was scolded, but later my mother saved me and supported me to learn painting.
My mother supports me mentally, and my father supports me physically.
At first he was very angry and scolded me for interfering with my study and rest, but he did not stop me. Instead, he inquired about the most famous painting studio nearby, and then sent me to study on time every weekend.
He picked me up and dropped me off no matter what, for several years until I graduated from high school.
When I was admitted to Tokyo University, I chose my own major."
Lin Qingzhi smiled and asked: "So, even if you choose another major, you will still continue to paint, right?
You are not studying to draw, but you will keep drawing, right?"
"Um."
Cheng Huanchong nodded: "I do think so.
In my opinion, I don't have to go to Teito University to study, or go to a famous foreign school to study well in order to draw well.