intracranial fetters

Lin Chan went to Xicheng District to tidy up and rest for a day, and then started to get busy. Lin Chan couldn't care about other things for a while when he was busy with the murals. He could feel dizzy just looking at the materials all day long. After returning to the room in the dark and taking a shower, I fell asleep before I had time to think about anything, and I even didn't dry my hair a few times.

Lin Chan often takes on some projects that are a little far away from home. It is common for the two of them to be separated from each other. But in the past, Cheng Lin always took time out of his busy schedule to visit Lin Chan, and sometimes it was just for a meal. Meals are given to Lin Chan, no matter what, at least one phone call a day has never been interrupted.But this time, Cheng Lin didn't make a single call.

In the beginning, Lin Chan only felt that the phone was too quiet these days when she was lying in bed at night and was very sleepy. Later, even when she was working, Lin Chan would look at the phone from time to time.

This day at lunch, when Lin Chan turned on his phone and looked at the first column of the address book in a daze, Qin Wei walked over and sat next to Lin Chan, and then asked symbolically, "Do you mind if I sit?"

Lin Chan didn't bother to say anything, so she responded casually, put away her phone and put it aside, picking up the vegetables in the bowl with her chopsticks.

Qin Wei looked at the phone and raised his eyebrows, "Miss him?"

Lin Chan shook her head without even looking at Qin Wei.

"What's wrong with admitting that you miss your man? If you miss him, call him. Although our project is in a hurry, it's not like you don't have time to make a phone call."

Seeing Lin Chan still keeping his head down and keeping silent, Qin Wei squinted his eyes, and changed the subject with the corner of his mouth curled up, "Why, I'm afraid he is not your man anymore?"

Lin Chan paused for a while while picking the dishes, and finally raised her head to look at Qin Wei, "Boss Qin seems to be very busy."

Qin Wei propped his chin with one hand and laughed, "It depends on what's going on, no matter how busy you are here, you can sneak in some leisure."

The food was getting cold, and Lin Chan didn't have the appetite to continue eating, so she stood up and said, "Then, Boss Qin, take a good rest here." Then he took the leftovers to the trash can, and after throwing them away, he followed the young people I was busy with mural painting.

For some reason, Lin Chan was a little distracted in the afternoon, and the juniors who were working together noticed Lin Chan's absent-mindedness. Seeing that Lin Chan almost adjusted the wrong color, a junior who was acting as Lin Chan's assistant quickly stopped Lin Chan Chan, looking at Lin Chan's expression, asked hesitantly, "Brother Lin, isn't feeling well? Why don't you take a break?"

Lin Chan was stunned for a while before recovering, and waved his hands again and again, "It's okay." He raised his hand halfway, then paused for a while before saying, "I'm a little tired, you can do the meeting by yourself first."

Lin Chan walked along the cobblestone path, and there was a bridge not far away. I heard that it was designed by a professor who hadn't been out of the mountain for a long time.

Walking up the bridge and sitting in the pavilion in the center, I was thinking a lot in a mess.

Taking a deep breath, he still took out his phone and called Cheng Lin.After a while, Lin Chan was almost impatient and the phone was connected. The man on the other end called Lin Chan. The hoarse voice and the rising tone made Lin Chan feel strangely uncomfortable. Lin Chan Zhang He opened his mouth and forgot what the lines he had thought up just now were, and he hummed after a while.

Cheng Lin cleared his throat, and his tone returned to normal, "How is your time?"

"...it's not bad," he said after a pause, "average."

The man on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a meeting. Lin Chan heard the arguments of the executives of Cheng Lin Company, and it seemed that Mr. Cheng’s voice was also mixed in. He couldn’t make out what was said, and what came through the phone was only an annoying noisy.

"You wait." Cheng Lin said.

The man probably walked to the lounge next door, and the phone gradually became quiet.

For a moment, only the sound of Cheng Lin's breathing was left in his ears, and Lin Chan was a little distracted.

The man spoke again, "I've had a lot of work during this time, and sometimes it's early in the morning when you finish your work, and you always forget to mute your phone at night, so you didn't send text messages because you were afraid of disturbing your rest."

"En." Lin Chan responded lightly.

"How are you doing these days?" Cheng Lin asked again.

Lin Chan was stunned for a long time before chuckling, "It's pretty good."

Cheng Lin frowned when he heard Lin Chan's laughter. He could still tell what Lin Chan's different laughter meant over the years. on the phone, but lately—”

"You are busy, I know." Lin Chan directly interrupted Cheng Lin, "I have nothing to see you."

Before the man could speak, Lin Chan continued, "It's just that the big flower roll is going to hold an exhibition, and I asked if I have any paintings that I can think of for her to get from you. If you are busy, forget it. It's not a big deal."

"Lin Chan," Cheng Lin sighed, "Are you lying to me without writing a draft? I met her at the airport yesterday, and she is going to stay in country F for half a year."

Lin Chan remained silent, and the man on the other end of the phone asked softly, "Lin Chan, are you coming back?"

"Not good." Lin Chan refused without hesitation.

The man was silent for a while before speaking, "Then promise me to stay away from Qin Wei."

What could have been agreed directly, Lin Chan paused for a few seconds before smiling, "Why?"

The assistant outside the door knocked on the door, urging Cheng Lin to come over quickly, Cheng Lin pressed his eyebrows, said "immediately", and then said to Lin Chan, "I'm not joking with you."

"I'm not joking with you either. You give me a reason, and if you give me a reason, I will listen to you. You can go back if you want."

For a while, only the sound of the two people's breathing was left on the receiver. Cheng Lin tugged on his tie anxiously, and was about to say something when the door of the lounge opened and the assistant stood aside. Mr. Cheng walked in and glanced at Cheng Lin. phone, "Is it Xiaochan?"

Cheng Lin had no choice but to say "I'll talk about it later" to Lin Chan, and hung up the phone.

Old Master Cheng glanced at him, "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Cheng Lin stood up and walked towards the door, "The meeting is important."

"Xiao Chan is back?"

"We didn't talk about it."

The old man snorted softly, "There's nothing wrong with living with Xia Chuan."

Cheng Lin straightened his tie with a frown, and quickened his pace, "Now he's tied up with me by Qin Wei's people to stir up gossip, and Gerald is already a little emotional."

Lin Chan glanced at the hung up phone, didn't wait for Cheng Lin to call him back, turned off the phone, got up and went back.

Seeing that Lin Chan came back so soon, the school girl looked at the time in surprise, "I thought Brother Lin would go back to rest and won't come today, is he feeling better?"

Lin Chan nodded, and said lightly, "It's nothing, just take a breath."

[The author has something to say]: Monthly check-in...Happy April Fool's Day everyone