Mr. Butler on the catwalk

Shop.

"Rivers... can you wait for me a moment? I have something to buy." Luo Lin said.

Rivers watched Luo Lin walk towards the Swarovski store with a bit of doubt in his eyes, but he still hummed and followed.

What Luo Lin chose was a simple and generous necklace and a classic swan.

Rivers pouted as he took out his credit card.In fact, he was willing to help Luo Lin pay the bill, but he couldn't restrain the jealous emotions in his heart.

——Luo Lin, don't you have a crush on me?Then why do you still buy women's necklaces, is it for you or me?

However, Luo Lin ignored Rivers' subtle emotions. This time, he firmly paid with his own money.He looked at Rivers and said, "I really can't get someone to buy these two things for me. Thank you anyway."

Rivers began to mutter: "Did you buy it for your girlfriend?...or do you think I'm a woman..."—the last sentence was completely "snorring", Luo Lin could only hear it clearly.

So Luo Lin lowered his head and smiled: "How can I have a girlfriend. The necklace is for my mother... This swan is to commemorate someone... who is like my mother."

When Rivers heard this, he immediately felt relieved, thinking repeatedly, "I know he likes me."He didn't notice at all that there was some sad emotion in the calm expression on Luo Lin's face.

...Luo Lin is a long-term and nostalgic person.He remembered clearly that on his 20th birthday, Mrs. Duan gave him a crystal swan.In the long years since then, he has done many things with the gentle and optimistic Mrs. Duan.She is his mother thousands of miles away from home, taking care of him, loving him, listening to him carefully, and letting him treat the Duan family's house as his own home.

To Luo Lin, this swan has actually become a kind of symbol.This little decoration carries his "nostalgia" and his "safety".When he left Duan's house for the first time, Luo Lin made up his mind not to take anything with him.But the fallen swan, like all his inseparable emotions, is still stored in Duan's house.Not long ago, when he watched his treasures being dropped on the ground and turned into pieces and dregs, he suddenly realized that many things had changed.

The past is called the past because it cannot be part of the present.Luo Lin suddenly understood that the house he originally thought of was no longer his home.There is no warmth, no lover, and no mother-like lady with gentle eyes.

What he clings to is his chains.The shackles were broken, and he no longer had any reason to trap himself.

Now he bought this new swan back, as if he had changed his heart back.This is a whole new heart.He used this heart to remember Mrs. Duan's blessings and care for him, and then discarded the gray past and started again.

After paying, Rivers helped Luo Lin take the small bag containing the necklace, while Luo Lin carefully held the blue box containing the swan in his arms.They walked out of the store, out of the bright hall of Rockefeller Center, and when night fell, facing the night wind, they walked to the place where they parked their motorcycles not far away.Rivers hummed and walked ahead, shaking the keys of the motorcycle in his hand.

crossroads.Luo Lin and Rivers, together with others, waited for the red light to turn green.It was winter, and the pedestrians were all dressed in black, with stiff expressions on their faces.The red clothes that Rivers took off seemed to be a source of warmth, and Luo Lin followed him silently.

The street lights turn green.Luo Lin protected the things in his arms, and walked quickly to the other side of the street.The hedging flow of people carried a sense of indifference, Luo Lin looked at the pedestrians passing by beside him, and let out a breath of white air.

Luo Lin's footsteps were in a hurry.He saw a familiar face appearing in the crowd facing him.The man was holding the phone, frowning and saying something.Before Luo Lin looked back, Duan Fei turned his head and met his eyes.

It was a quick moment, they met each other, and then passed each other.Luo Lin lowered his head and continued walking his way, but after taking three or two steps, Duan Fei stopped as if shocked, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

--It's him.

This cognition made Duan Fei's mind blank for a long time.The beating heart in his chest made him feel like the blood vessels on the side of his neck were about to burst, and the tinnitus filled his head.Finally, he vaguely remembered that he should turn around and chase after him, but by this time the color of the street lights had turned red.The car in front of him drove past, and the traffic flow without interval blocked all the passages of Duan Fei.

Three or five steps away from the motorcycle, Luo Lin heard the sound of "Luo Lin".

That was his own name, and it was being shouted out hoarsely, as if it took all the strength of a person's body.But Luo Lin just lowered his eyes and clenched his teeth.

He has no need to turn back.

Rivers handed him the helmet: "Put it on, and we'll go home."

Luo Lin stared blankly at Rivers for a while, then walked towards the motorcycle, put on his helmet, and stepped on the back seat.

"Hurry up."

Rivers said so.Luo Lin closed his eyes and replied in a low voice.

...Maybe Duan Fei is catching up.Maybe he was still waiting for him on the street corner just now.Maybe take off the helmet now and still hear his footsteps, or something.

But Luo Lin couldn't see or hear anything.Now he only feels deathly quiet and a little cold.

When he closed his eyes before, he could recall an incomplete image.Now he can too, but he won't do it.He felt that time was a strange thing, and when he saw a face he was once very familiar with on the street, he felt strangely strange.Duan Fei is like a distant painting with thorns on the frame.The painting hung there, Luo Lin could see it, but he didn't want to touch it.

Luo Lin felt that everything was over.The throbbing part of my heart must not be caused by any nostalgic feelings, right?That kind of pain, there must be something wrong there.

Certainly.

Luo Lin put the box in his arms more correctly, and hugged it tightly.

My heart is here.Duan Fei, I will not give it to you again, and give you a chance to hurt me.

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