Song Tan Jishi

Lu Chuan followed behind, raising his hand to stop the green leaf.

His pale, slender but bony fingers lightly rest on the textured green leaf surface. This strong color conflict makes him more jade-like, and his whole person brings out a tranquil color.

Then, Lu Chuan looked down at the leaf in his hand and replied in a low voice, "It's called black gold philodendron."

I haven't been back for a month, and it seems that nothing has changed in this room, and it seems that everything has changed.

The living room is still transparent and bright, and the glass is still spotless. Bypassing the simple and soft sofa, the terrace extending outside is still his patch of flowers and plants, colorful and wanton growth.

Lu Jing put the box on the table in front of the entrance, and said to him while opening the box:

"I locked the gym, you are not suitable for strenuous exercise now, be more conscious."

Lu Chuan nodded.

It doesn't matter if it is locked or not. There were originally four bedrooms in the house, one was converted into a study room, and the other was converted into a gym. There are some basic equipment inside, but Lu Chuan is not a person who indulges himself wantonly, and he will not move in his current physical condition.

Lu Jing was still rambling:

"I called the housekeeper to clean up the house in the morning. It's the one you usually use. But you are like this now, and you have to find another one to cook for you..."

She dug out a box of tea leaves, then stopped and asked him: "A Chuan, I know you don't like people at home, but you can put aside your writing during this time and have a good rest. Otherwise , Mom came to accompany you."

"Need not."

Lu Chuan changed into his slippers and walked over. He was 1.8 meters tall and had a good manner. At this moment, he raised his hand to help her take out the things in the box. The home clothes rubbed against her body, and it fitted the smooth curve of the spine and her thin waist.

"It's too far away from where you work. Hasn't the new house been transferred? Take this opportunity to pack up and live in. It's close to the company to avoid traffic jams."

After thinking about it, I added: "I'm alone, plus housekeeping, it's fine."

Lu Jing didn't know what to say.

In fact, she is not the kind of considerate style who cares about every detail. This son has been like this since he was a child. He only likes to be alone quietly. Whenever there is someone at home, he will not be able to calm down.

At this moment, she was silent for a while. She had no choice but to open a box of tea leaves and change the subject:

"Come on. The little girl roasted her own tea. Mom knows you love Dan Cong more, but you should try this green tea anyway. Don't disappoint."

As soon as the tea bag was opened, a puff of quiet fragrance rushed to the face, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, silently permeating the space.

It made both of them feel relaxed and happy, very comfortable.

Lu Jing pinched the bag subconsciously: "Oh, it's so fragrant!"

Then he hurried to the kitchen, frantically pulled out the cup, unscrewed the pipeline machine, and took the water.

The water at a suitable temperature rushed into the cup, and the turbulent heat smoked out the fragrance of a piece of tea.

It's so close, it seems that even the eyes are suffocated comfortably.

She raised the cup high, and then she was full of joy: "A Chuan, look, this is a good tea, and the color is so good."

Although these bud tips are not 100% pure bud tips, there are one or two young leaves, but it does not affect its beauty and aroma.

Lu Chuan walked over with a cup in his hand, staring at the slightly green tea, he couldn't help feeling thirsty.

"Good tea!" Lu Jing rejoiced, but now hesitated again:

"Such a good tea, they will send you three catties at once, and they are all packaged so carefully...A Chuan, tell the little girl that it is not easy for the villagers to earn some money, don't tell her to spend any more. They must be carefully selected good teas.”

Want to send a message?

Lu Chuan hesitated. Now...he doesn't want to communicate with strangers.

However, Lu Jing didn't care about waiting for his response, but held the cup tangledly: "The tea is so good, do you think it's a bit too extravagant for me to send two boxes? Otherwise, we can only send one box."

Three catties, three gift boxes, and each gift box contained five two-liang tin cans.

When Lu Jing originally said one box with two boxes, she meant two gift boxes. But the one box and two boxes mentioned today are actually the packaging of these two liang.

But she struggled and hesitated, and in the end, the damn feeling of "sorry" overcame her reluctance, and finally gritted her teeth and decided: "Give me two boxes."

While muttering to himself to make excuses:

"In case someone doesn't like tea, it's not too wasteful to give him four taels of tea... Besides, no matter how good his ham is, can he have our tea..."

...

Lu Jing left, and the empty room became quiet again.

Lu Chuan took out the remote control, and the electric curtains were quickly closed with a beep, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

The night light in the corner of the wall was turned on, but it only emitted a hazy halo of that inch, making the dark figure in this halo more and more lonely.

The aroma of green tea was faint, and he took out his mobile phone to send a message to the girl who kept sending things, but when he clicked on WeChat, his editor was still at the top of the chat history:

"Lu Chuan, how long will it take to heal after skin grafting? I can delay it within a month."

"For the copyright of your new book, the company has received quite a few quotations, but the film and television company that is the highest among them only hopes that you can meet and have a meal with the little princess of this company."

"Do you understand what I mean? She is chasing stars. The star in her heart is you. But in your current state, I am afraid that this cooperation cannot be negotiated."

"Really, a very, very high offer. The company really needs such an opportunity."

"The cooperation between you and the company has been very pleasant for so many years, and we are also sparing no effort to vigorously promote your works. Everyone is looking forward to this cooperation."

"And the other party promised that they will never keep the copyright in their hands, but will put it into production as soon as possible. When you were not famous before, those works were hoarded by others. Now is a good time."

"Lu Chuan, please consult the doctor carefully, and let me know if you have any news."

Lu Chuan closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly.

The line of the mandible was smooth and smooth, his Adam's apple slipped in the dark, and the hanging arms were straight and long, bringing out the slight tingling of the scar on his shoulder and back.

When he chose to write, he actually wanted to make himself happy. Is it worth it to be stuck in this job now?

The tea fragrance drifted away leisurely. He took a sip from the teacup, and the sweet taste soaked his throat in an instant. It seemed that there was a lush forest in front of him, and life was leisurely.

His mind was clear.

Lu Chuan picked up the phone again, but this time instead of replying to the editor, he clicked on Song Tan who sent the message three days ago.

This time, he finally mustered up the courage:

"Thank you for the tea, I like it very much."

Very good, it is the male protagonist after all, it can't be shorter than the king's.

Not tonight! Fighting for tomorrow is still daytime.