God said I would meet you

Like Lin Ye, Evan is also in a transition period.

After graduating, he was admitted to a private orchestra and worked happily for several years. Later, he quit due to some personal reasons. He is currently planning to continue his studies and is preparing for a graduate student application in a European music academy.

After the first contact, Lin Jinyu and him exchanged contact information. The two chatted not very often, but there were always back and forth several times a day.

"What do you think of him?"

"generally."

Days or even hours later...

"Is it okay to get along with him?"

"good."

Days and even hours later...

"Evan sent me some tickets... This time it's really a performance, want to go see it?"

"..."

EvanEvanEvan, what's up, what's up, these days, Lin Jinyu has heard Lin Ye ask this question eight hundred times, and even his ears are calloused: "Don't ask me again!" He finally said: " He's a nice person, he's comfortable to get along with, and he plays the qin very well, is that all right? If you have any questions, please ask them at once, and return them if you don't finish."

"You're impatient," Lin Ye looked at the ticket for a certain violin master's solo recital in his hand: "Although his face is not a gift for you, to be honest, other conditions are pretty good. Yes, you are too arrogant."

Evan's appearance is not bad, although he is not a celebrity face, but his facial features are well-rounded, and he is also very clean and refreshing. No matter whether it is 1 or 0, that face is very marketable.

However, Lin Jinyu's focus is obviously not on this, what he thinks in his mind is: Huh?Return my arrogance?Mom sells batches, is there such a thing, forcibly kidnapping someone to make friends and then beating me up and saying that I am arrogant?He said: "You speak as if you know me very well, what kind of face is my heaven?"

Lin Ye put the ticket away, and lazily said while loosening the strings of his guitar, "Black-skinned sports student."

Lin Jinyu: "..."

Lin Ye looked up at him and said, "Do you dare to deny it?"

"Not interested," Lin Jinyu said coldly, "I like people who are knowledgeable, polite and responsible. I'm not interested in guys with strong limbs and simple minds who will easily admit defeat."

"What are you giving up easily? Who are you checking in with?" Lin Ye laughed jokingly, and said deliberately: "I was just joking, and I just said a common exaggerated term in the gay circle. Why did you think of who?"

Lin Jinyu immediately said, "I didn't think about anyone."

"If you don't have it, then you don't have it," Lin Ye finished the daily maintenance work on his diner, stood up holding the neck of the piano, and said with a long sigh of relief, "I think Evan is very good, and he is very suitable in all aspects. You, although your figure is not as good as your predecessor, and you are not as manly as your predecessor at first glance, but..."

Lin Jinyu stood up with a "babble", and finally got really angry, and said, "Enough, are you finished?"

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it," Lin Ye still smiled: "I can't mention it, and I can't tell the name. Those who don't know will think it is Voldemort."

Lin Jinyu's expression was not very good-looking: "You meddle in too much of your own business."

"Maybe I was reincarnated as an eight-year-old woman in my previous life." Lin Ye was not angry, and said in his native dialect: "Dead eight-year-old woman, sell pineapples and sell them to Singapore."

"It's true that she's a mother-in-law. I don't have a horoscope. People may not be interested in me. You still..."

In the middle of Lin Jinyu's speech, a familiar notification sound came from the mobile phone. He temporarily stopped talking and looked down——

Coincidentally, it was Evan who sent it, asking if they would like to go out and have a meal together on weekends.

"Whose news?" Lin Ye stretched out his head, trying to get a glimpse of the truth.

Lin Jinyu immediately locked the phone: "No one."

In fact, there is nothing to be guilty of, but at this point in time, he suddenly received a message from the person under discussion after this topic, and he felt weird, so he couldn't help but start to hide.

"Yo," Lin Ye understood at a glance: "There is a situation."

"Really not," Lin Jinyu was a little irritable. Although he had contact with Evan after he came back, the content of the chat was lacklustre. It was just some common parental gossip, asking about each other's schools, majors, and chatting about plans: "Just ask if we want to have dinner together on the weekend. Fan, isn't he your classmate, we are roommates now, and the three of us know each other, maybe you think it's inappropriate to single you out, so ask me."

"Hmm," Lin Ye thought for a while, and said, "He didn't send a message to ask me."

"What do you mean?" Lin Jinyu said, "He's asking about the two of us, don't be pretentious."

"If he really mainly asks me out, or simply invites the two of us to have a casual meal, according to the friendship between the three of us, he should send me a message, or both of them separately," Lin Ye said: " Do you not have a clear understanding of your appearance? Although people still need to pay attention to the connotation, a beautiful skin is always more likely to make people willing to try to develop it further."

Lin Jinyu gave him a sideways glance: "You look good too. You have known each other for so many years. I have known him for a week. No matter what, he should be more willing to develop with you."

"We are not suitable," Lin Ye said with a smile: "... hit the mark."

……

The summer wind is dry and hot, and the sun is on top.

Lin Ye pulled Lin Jinyu and appeared in front of the restaurant Evan mentioned on a certain street.

Lin Jinyu still had the same expression, indifferent and calm, as if written on his face that 'a person has transcended the world', Lin Ye said: "Although I think he mainly wants to ask you out, but it's good to have a conversation, it's not easy Cold field."

"You said, it's just a meal, just make friends." Lin Jinyu was half persuaded and half dragged by him. He didn't want anyone to think that he couldn't let someone go: "Don't blurt out any embarrassing words later."

"I'm not that keen on being a matchmaker. It's fine if I don't feel like it. It's good to have more friends. The three of us will play together in the future." Lin Ye put his arm around his shoulders: "Okay, let's go in."

The store is quite lively. This is a Cantonese restaurant. Among all local cuisines, Lin Jinyu likes Cantonese food the most. He glanced at Lin Ye, who raised his eyebrows, neither admitting what he had said to Evan, nor Do not deny.

"You guys are here, here." Evan didn't book a box, and waved to them from a seat by the window: "The owner of this shop is from Foshan, and the dishes are quite authentic, especially the Laohuo soup, you must try it. "

This store is newly opened, and Lin Jinyu hasn't been here yet. Opposite Evan is his violin case, the whole body is dark, and the violin, which looks very low-key and luxurious, occupies almost half of the seats on the long sofa. Lin Ye takes a step ahead of Lin Jinyu, He sat down naturally, and as a result, only the seat next to Evan was left vacant on the entire table.

Lin Jinyu: "..."

Evan's expression didn't change at all, as if it didn't matter who was sitting where, he only greeted Lin Jinyu, "Sit down, don't stand up."

Lin Jinyu went over to sit down, poured himself a glass of water, then glanced at the black piano case, and said calmly, "You take your piano with you wherever you go."

"In the piano room in the morning," Evan said, "I haven't prepared my video work yet. I tried it in the past today, and I will record the finished product and send it to the application school this week."

"So," Lin Jinyu said, "I wish you success in your studies."

The waiter brought up the menu, and Lin Ye and Evan each took one side and handed it to Lin Jinyu at the same time.

"I don't have anything to eat." Lin Jinyu glanced at it: "You guys order, it's okay, pay AA."

"There are a few good dishes," Evan began to introduce to him consciously: "Abalone sauce is a must, and coconut chicken is also good."

"Don't eat it cooked in a pot on a hot day." Lin Jinyu ordered the rice with abalone sauce he recommended: "You can order anything else."

Lin Ye and Evan just ordered, and let them have something to drink. Each of them had a glass of draft beer. Evan asked, "Can you drink?"

"Yes." Come on, Lin Jinyu hasn't eaten out for a long time, he decided to eat and drink, and finish the meal happily... At least in Lin Ye's eyes, if he is happy, after all He has no feeling about someone abandoning him and leaving: "Go ahead, don't look at me a few years later than you, you may not be able to drink better than me."

"Hahaha, I'm not good at drinking, I drink beer as liquor," Evan said honestly, "Be merciful."

Before the food was served, the three of them chatted while drinking. Lin Ye really didn't say any intriguing and ambiguous words too actively. In fact, he didn't talk much. He just started and brought the topic to the violin.

"How old did you start learning?" Evan said, "Lin Ye told me that you have good skills."

That's not what Lin Ye said to me. Lin Jinyu thought to himself: When I was rehearsing for the program in high school, I still laughed at me for asking me to stick tape to pull Suzuki.

He replied, "Twelve, what about you?"

"Five years old, or four years old, I don't remember," Evan said, "Anyway, it's based on wood, it doesn't matter how old you are."

"No wonder," Lin Jinyu said, "It's hard to get into your school without boy skills."

Evan talked to him about his childhood and the funny experience when he was learning the violin. Those childish and hilarious experiences resonated with Lin Jinyu very much, because he also used the bow to touch wood like that.

Lin Ye sat across from him, folded his arms and watched as Lin Jinyu casually mentioned Lu Siqing, Paganini, Fritz Krysler, and Ao Pang. With a look of joy and joy, it can be seen that it is Zhang Xinli—an experience that the person who cannot mention his name has never brought him.

After drinking a glass of draft beer, Evan also sat closer and closer to Lin Jinyu before he knew it. Lin Jinyu didn't notice this, it was undoubtedly a pleasant chat.

The meal ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

As Lin Ye expected, Evan privately asked his old classmate for AA's money, but he didn't take the initiative to ask Lin Jinyu for it.

"What do you think of him?"

He asked Lin Jinyu this question again.

"He...is pretty good," Lin Jinyu said, "He's quite talented, and he's comfortable to get along with."

'Getting along comfortably' is a necessary condition for further development, Lin Ye tentatively said: "So...do you want to give him a chance?" As I said, completely forget about the person who cannot be mentioned."