World-class infrastructure maniac

The weekend in Imomai City was as quiet as every ordinary day spent by the wind.

When Lufeng and Yin Yiqiao came back here, there was no regret of being away at all, only the comfort and comfort of returning home.

Tomorrow, Lufeng will go back to work in the National Academy, so the last weekend will naturally be easier.

The two of them were busy changing the quilts and cleaning, and then went out to do the shopping, preparing to fill up the long-empty refrigerator.

On the afternoon of the rest day, the supermarket is crowded with people.

Yin Yiqiao was in charge of pushing the cart, while Lu Feng was flipping through his phone, personally choosing the vegetables and meat for dinner.

I don't know why Lufeng came to him on a whim, they have known each other for many years, from England to China, it has always been Yin Yiqiao who cooks and Lufeng washes the dishes.

The division of labor and cooperation is clear, forming inertia.

Suddenly, Lu Feng volunteered to invite Ying, and Yin Yiqiao was full of freshness.

After the big purchase, the two chatted and laughed and finished sorting out, and Lufeng immediately arranged for Yin Yiqiao.

"Brother, you go play computer games and watch TV. This time I will be responsible for the whole process."

Yin Yiqiao looked at Li Feng, then at the dishes in the kitchen, "Do you want me to help?"

Li Feng raised his eyebrows, "No need!"

"Before I met you in England, I used to cook for myself."

Yin Yiqiao laughed out loud, it was indeed Lufeng who cooked and ate by himself.

French fries, hamburgers, occasionally soaking a bowl of noodles, cooking a bowl of vegetable soup, eating myself pale and thin.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken people to the apartment to eat and live together, lest this congenial little assistant starve to death.

"Senior brother!" Seeing him laughing, Lu Feng was so angry that he pushed his hands, "Don't believe me, I've prepared well this time, I've practiced it!"

"Practiced?" Yin Yiqiao recalled earnestly, as if he didn't have this memory, "When did you practice—"

Before he could ask any questions, Yin Yiqiao's cell phone rang.

Grandpa in the UK made a video call, even if Yin Yiqiao was confused, he had to suppress it for the time being.

"grandfather."

He switched on the video, and Li Feng actually closed the kitchen glass door in front of him.

Yin Yiqiao smiled silently, and leaned against the door helplessly to sue her elders.

"Xiaofeng shut me out of the kitchen. He said he was cooking tonight."

It was morning in England, and Yin Zhili was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a hearty laugh.

"So diligent?" Yin Zhili knew little about Lu Feng's cooking skills, and instinctively felt that students had their own reasons.

He blinked and said, "I must have disliked your poor cooking, so I did it myself."

Grandpa's misunderstanding is deep.

Perhaps in the eyes of the elderly, Li Feng is outstanding in everything, even cooking skills are better than his own grandson.

Yin Yiqiao didn't make excuses, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, grandpa?"

After completing "The Ship Returns", Yin Zhili seems to have regained his youthful vitality.

He gave up his plan to step down as a professor, and continued to return to the British Independent School of Architecture to give lectures.

At this time, the old man in the video has dyed his hair back to black, and his smile is slightly wrinkled. He looks like he is only in his 50s and can teach students for another 20 years.

Yin Zhili said with a smile: "I suddenly wanted to show the students your revised "Tongzhou" in today's class. As a building, it not only has the characteristics of a ship, but also has a unique cultural connotation, so it should be Interesting. Can you sort it out and send it to me?"

How could Yin Yiqiao disagree when Grandpa said to use "Tongzhou" as a courseware.

He glanced at Li Feng who was busy in the kitchen, "Okay, I'll tidy up now."

Yin Yiqiao hung up the communication and knocked on the thick glass.

"Xiaofeng, I'll go downstairs to help grandpa find information."

When Li Feng heard it, he nodded, "Then I'll make a meal and call you."

After finishing speaking, he was immersed in the chopping board work in hand again, without any fuss at all.

Yin Yiqiao looked at it, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

He seemed to instinctively hope that Lifeng's clumsiness would make it easier for him to push open the kitchen door and take charge of everything as a matter of course.

However, Lifeng does not need him to lead.

If you say you can cook, then you have really prepared it.

Only Yin Yiqiao left the house in confusion, wondering where did Lufeng come from to fully practice the skill of cooking.

In Yin Yiqiao's impression, he should only order takeaway or eat instant food.

On weekends, the remaining studios did not have a front desk responsible for wiring, and became deserted.

Yin Yiqiao walked to the office as soon as he came in, just wanted to send the information, and hurried back to look at Lufeng.

Although Yin Yiqiao was away for a long time, the part-time secretary he hired at the front desk has been conscientiously responsible for the daily affairs of the studio.

When he opened the door, he saw unprocessed letters piled up on the table.

Yin Yiqiao glanced at it, turned on the computer, and flipped through the neat pile of letters while waiting for the system to start.

Banks, cooperative construction companies, messy and unrecognizable material dealers, and...

from the Philippines.

The letter bears a date stamp and must have been sitting on this desk for a long time.

But Yin Yiqiao remembered every detail of this letter, and was not interested in it at all, so he put it aside casually and began to sort out "The Same Boat" for his grandfather.

After another revision of his style, "Tongzhou" has become the tea culture tasting center in Tongxiang.

It has a tea-like fresh color and stands against the mountain.

From a distance, it looks more like a merchant ship sailing in the sea of ​​tea, carrying the past, present and future of Chinese tea culture.

It takes less than half an hour to organize the model and send the email.

Yin Yiqiao wrote a short message to his grandfather, and was about to go home when another video call came.

"Is there a problem with the information?" Yin Yiqiao asked.

"No, I haven't checked the letter yet." Yin Zhili's eyes were still kind, "It's just that it's not time for class yet, and I want to chat with you again."

The time difference between Britain and China makes the conversation between the grandfather and grandson always separated by morning and afternoon.

Yin Zhili sat on the spacious courtyard chair of the Independent School of Architecture, with the lush trees and sky in the background.

He said: "The Independent School of Architecture has changed its headmaster. It is my old friend John. Before you enter CE to help, he is already an excellent architect at CE Architects."

It was rare for Yin Yiqiao to hear grandpa nostalgia, he smiled and congratulated: "Then, you must have many good memories of chatting."

"Yes." Yin Zhili wrinkled with a smile, "He has traveled around the world, seen a lot, and his design style has changed a lot. A few years ago, he designed the international airport in Egypt and finally completed it. He talked about this topic with me At that time, I specifically said that I wanted to redecorate CE’s showroom to make up for the regret that there were no large public buildings for the representative works.”

The showroom of CE Architects has long been turned into a museum of famous British architects.

Those architects who are willing to leave traces in CE and put their work models and photos in the showroom are always keen to renovate the exhibition area, just like updating their resumes for external display.

Yin Yiqiao felt something, and sure enough, his grandfather asked kindly, "Even John, who has been away from CE for almost 30 years, has to rearrange the exhibition area. Yiqiao, how about you?"

Even though Yin Yiqiao has been away from CE for many years, in Yin Zhili's heart, he is still a proud child.

On the mainland of the motherland, he left behind the gentle cross-river square, the deep South China Sea lighthouse, and the "Shanshui Tongxiang" designed together with Lufeng.

So many amazing buildings, contrary to the sharp indifference under the label of "Yin Yiqiao", are full of beauty that cannot be described in words.

Yin Zhili was gratified for his breakthrough and change, and when his old friend happily talked about the CE showroom, he thought of the blank left by Yin Yiqiao.

"John knows many architects and architecture enthusiasts. They are keen to go to the exhibition area of ​​the CE showroom. However, every time they come to your exhibition area, they feel that the representative works you display are completely unable to represent you now."

He said with emotion in a leisurely voice, "He said that you left a blank space in your booth at the center because you left your best works on the land of the motherland."

"So he is even more curious about which building is the work you are most satisfied with."

Yin Yiqiao was dumbfounded when he heard the chatting away from the mountains and rivers.

He completely forgot the regretful blank left in the CE showroom, and he couldn't even regain the feeling of looking forward to showing "Shanshui Xiaoyao" on the booth.

At this time, "Shanshui Xiaoyao" is no longer an imaginary model, but a huge project that has been included in the construction plan and will be carried out in Tongxiang.

Whether it is blue buildings, civic centers, covered bridges and courtyards, all will stand up in Tongxiang, China.

He no longer needs to make any placements to prove that it is an excellent design.

Yin Yiqiao raised the corners of her lips, and a thousand emotions rose in her heart, which finally turned into a smile.

"Grandpa, the me in the CE showroom is indeed different from the me now. However, I don't plan to remodel my exhibition area."

He is a lazy person, the only diligence in his life is for the law.

"Every architect will have his own unique growth and change. Every building in CE Architects represents my thinking in the UK."

"And my current works are my thoughts on China."

Cross River Square, Li'an Port Museum, and Shanshui Tongxiang are all unique buildings in China.

All the emotions they contain far exceed the carrying range of a single building, and are full of humanistic warmth and unspeakable romance.

What Yin Yiqiao didn't understand before finally had a clear answer.

No matter how beautiful the Leith Library is, it is also the Leith Library in the United Kingdom.

Even though it was born from the design of Lufeng, it is still a distant and alienated building to Lufeng.

Because, he only wants to give the land he loves the best.

"I haven't seen the 'most satisfying' works yet. Maybe let me choose, and I have to wait until I am old and choose to give up designing buildings before I can properly judge the so-called masterpieces." Yin Yiqiao said, "Can There is nothing wrong with having a CE record of my past."

In his words, he easily classified CE as a past that could not be returned. Yin Zhili half understood and half surprised asked: "You are not going back to CE?"

"Yes, Grandpa." His eyes were gentle and his tone was firm, "I want to design a more beautiful building with Xiaofeng, and stay in your beloved land."

Spend your whole life with the person you love the most to find the "best satisfaction" that may exist.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Yiqiao didn't have any regrets.

Even if he returns to CE Architects, there is no conflict with continuing the design and construction in China, he is not used to the leisurely style of doing things in the UK, and there are bustling business meetings.

Be an independent architect, take on some interesting projects, and arrange the time with him.

He can accompany Lufeng to travel all over the mountains and rivers, or accompany Lufeng to complete the bridge project that took several years.

With concern in her heart, Yin Yiqiao could never return to the state of mind that dedicated her life to architectural art in the past.

On the contrary, he is more free and full of enthusiasm for architecture.

Yin Yiqiao turned off the computer, tidied up the scattered envelopes on the table and prepared to go home.

However, in the pile of letters, he found another letter from the Philippines sent by Qian Xuyang.

Same tan cover, same black handwriting.

But it has a postmark with a difference of more than a month.

Yin Yiqiao's proud memory became blurred when faced with two similar letters from the Philippines.

When did Lifeng send him another letter? !

He frowned slightly, and quickly opened the two envelopes that looked exactly the same.

The letter with an earlier postmark contained several mass-printed bookmarks, with a Filipino proverb written in English on it: "Seize today so that you will not lose tomorrow."

There was no Lu Feng's handwriting on the bookmark, so it was naturally the one that Qian Xuyang helped perfunctory Lu Feng when he was seriously injured and unconscious.

Soon, Yin Yiqiao took out a thin piece of letter paper from another letter.

He only needed to glance at it to know that it was written by Li Feng himself.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Yin Yiqiao's smile was faint, as expected, those who made mistakes didn't even write "Zhan Xinjia" or "seeing letters like faces" when writing letters, and corrected their attitudes when they opened their mouths.

"I wrote this letter secretly, and secretly asked Qian Xuyang to post it for me. Don't be surprised if you receive it!"

Yin Yiqiao's smile grew stronger, of course he was surprised.

This guy is in the Philippines, and he is recuperating under his nose every day. How did he discuss with Qian Xuyang and write letters behind his back?

"I am deeply aware of my mistakes. I swear, I will never dare to hide anything from you again. Even if the wound is itchy and painful, I will tell you directly. I am not afraid of losing face."

Yin Yiqiao couldn't restrain the curvature of his mouth at all, and let out a haha ​​laugh.

Thinking about it carefully, during the period when Lu Feng was recovering from his injuries, he was indeed very obedient and well-behaved. He thought it was because his junior brother had no energy to play tricks, and he acted like a baby while there were no outsiders.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that Li Feng quietly unilaterally reviewed it.

This letter was like an accident, stopping Yin Yiqiao in his tracks.

Suddenly, he was not in a hurry to stare at the rhythm in charge, and leaned leisurely on the desk, slowly reading the rhythm of half a year ago.

"Maybe you won't believe me if I say anything."

"But in my life, I will never record the voice to lie to you as you said."

"I don't regret asking Qian Xuyang to send that letter for me."

"Because the moment I was shot, what I thought of was not the bridge, not the responsibility, but my letter."

"Without my letter, brother, how sad you would be waiting."

"I only regret that I am useless, I couldn't wake up earlier, write you a letter myself, and ask Qian Xuyang to send it for me."

"Fortunately, everything can be regretted, everything is still too late."

"Brother, the Philippines is hot and bitter, and doing aid projects is tiring and boring. I don't want you to suffer with me."

"But I'm glad you're here."

"You accompanied me all over the UK, all over China, and finally to the Philippines. It seems that wherever I go, you will always be with me, without complaint or regret."

"I feel happy and full of guilt."

"Brother, from now on, I also want to accompany you wherever you want to go, to see all the world you want to see, and never be separated."

Yin Yiqiao's smile never faded away, what he was reading in front of his eyes were words, but his ears were full of Lu Feng's serious tone.

Li Feng never mentioned this letter.

He thought, probably because Lufeng thought the letter was lost by mail, and he didn't have the courage to say the promise he wrote down with a pen at the beginning, so he only dared to carefully plan the future itinerary and hide all the confession in his heart.

Yin Yiqiao found it interesting, and even thought about making a wall design when he was free, and framed all the letters that Lufeng sent him, making it the best decoration for the bedroom.

Of course, the letter had to be framed at the very center.

Let Lifeng open his eyes and see the true feelings deep in his soul.

However, he doesn't need Lifeng's guilt.

Life is only a hundred years in a hurry, why waste time worrying about you and me.

Li Feng's liking is his liking.

The joy of Lufeng is his joy.

I just hope that Lu Feng will keep his word, and from now on, we will never be separated.

There was a sudden knock on the office door.

"Brother, are you done with your work? It's time to eat!"

The distance between upstairs and downstairs is closer than making a phone call.

Li Feng personally came to pick him up.

"En." Yin Yiqiao closed the bookcase, opened the office door with a smile, "I'm done."

The author has something to say:

Thanks to everyone who can see it all the way, this article ends here.

Lufeng grew up in China, which is changing with each passing day, and built a better China with his own hands, and will spend his whole life in such a beautiful and moving land of China.

I am going to revise the full text before writing the extra episode, but what is certain is that the extra episode will not involve aging and death.

Because I hope they will live in the best years forever, just like the first time I saw them.

The revision is mainly to delete unsatisfactory descriptions, adjust some plots that were not expressed in a hurry in the daily update, and then replace them all at once, so there is no need to worry about inconsistencies caused by revisions.

However, even if I edit the essay, the story will still be the same story, full of patriotic praises, unrealistic romantic fantasies, and magnificent infrastructure projects in my layman's eyes.

The senior brother will only be this kind of senior brother. From beginning to end, he is a reliable shoulder and a gentle and soft rib that can be trusted by Li Feng working overtime to draw pictures, disappearing from the world, and being far away from the mountains and rivers.

I am very grateful to you who like this article, and accompanied me through the happy and painful three-month serialization period. Without your likes, I might have run away long ago.

Thanks to Brother Bird, Doctor, Caicai, Guigui, Tieju, and Jiba for being tortured by me every day, and everyone hurt each other in the days of coding.

I also thank editors Jinjiang and Tianwen Kadokawa for approving the theme of bridge construction, allowing them to sign a contract for simplified publication.

It is true that many places are not well written, but I will try my best to improve the manuscript.

If everything is lucky, maybe after many years, you suddenly think of such an article, and search the Internet for "oh, it's published", it may be our best reunion.