MTL - Assistant Lin Has Something To Say-Chapter 6

The name of the resident singing band of "Continuation" is "Hippocampus", and Lin Hui liked it when he heard it for the first time.

The hippocampus is a component of the brain responsible for memory storage. Music is also the hippocampus, which stores human emotions. Looking at the band, Lin Hui couldn't help but think that all the memories of He Jianshan were also in his hippocampus. How much space do they take up? In what form do they exist, are they like frames of a movie, lined up quietly, waiting for one of them to be called up at any time?

At this moment, in this bar called "Xu", Lin Hui retrieved the scene of He Jianshan's first blind date from his hippocampus.

It may be said that blind date is not suitable. After all, from He Jianshan's point of view, eating with the leader's daughter is also part of the job. The dinner time was set early, and the daughter of the big leader was not to be neglected, but He Jianshan was also very busy, and some things had to be arranged and confirmed in advance, so when Lin Hui was reporting work to He Jianshan, he deliberately brought it up: "He Jianshan is very busy. President, for the dinner with Miss Feng next month, you need to set aside time early."

He Jianshan did not lift his head: "Which Miss Feng?"

Lin Hui was embarrassed for a while: "Secretary Feng's daughter."

He Jianshan continued to read the document: "Oh, then you can help me make a restaurant reservation."

Lin refused without thinking: "This is not suitable, it is better for you to arrange it yourself."

He Jianshan raised his head and said strangely, "Where is it not suitable?"

Lin Hui was speechless, after thinking for a long time he had to say, "I don't understand this, I'm afraid of making mistakes."

He Jianshan looked at him motionlessly, his eyes were like a torch, and Lin Hui felt flustered for a while, but he was still reluctant to change his mind.

He Jianshan looked at him for a while, then lowered his head and said lightly, "Okay, let Annie arrange it."

Annie finally ordered a French Michelin restaurant. Hearing that the woman came back from studying in France, Annie felt that the French meal time was long, the two could chat, and faced with familiar things, the woman would also have topics to talk about, and it was not easy to be cold.

While He Jianshan was eating a French dinner, Lin Hui asked the salesperson to warm up a cup of instant noodles at the convenience store downstairs of the company. He didn't really want to eat today, and when he went to other departments, he happened to smell the taste of instant noodles. While eating, he took out his mobile phone and checked it. It turned out that a French meal would take at least two to three hours. If he and He Jianshan had a French meal together, they could change a contract at the dinner table by the way. . Thinking of this, Lin Hui couldn't help laughing, and then slowly faded his smile.

He probably wouldn't have the chance to spend three hours tasting an exquisite dinner with Kamiyama.

That was too long.

What Lin Hui is best at is how to finish a meal quickly.

This is a habit he developed as a child. In the few years when Lin Hui's parents were in the accident, the family relied on Lin Hui's grandmother alone, and they had a hard time. At that time, Lin Hui learned to use soup to make rice while eating, so that he could finish the meal quickly and cook less dishes to save money. Even when he came across his favorite soup, only one dish was enough. Grandma was so distressed that he said that he was good-looking and smart, so he shouldn't have been born in their family, and told him to go to a big city after studying hard. He smiled and said no, he wanted to come back to help grandma grow vegetables. From childhood to adulthood, although he was scolded by life, he rarely felt resentment and low self-esteem. But at this moment, Lin Hui suddenly realized that the gap between him and He Jianshan was really too big. This gap even surpassed age and gender.

Being with He Jianshan for a long time made him have an illusion, as if they were from the same world. In fact, he was just a trivial wave. He was lucky enough to climb the first wave before he could see the wider world, ride the wind and chase the rising sun.

Upstairs, He Jianshan and Xue Pei's red wines are half gone.

Xue Pei and He Jianshan were talking and laughing, and they remembered one more thing: "Speaking of which, Lin Hui is really eye-catching. Xiaoliu told me two days ago, often A handsome guy who came to play at our bar had a relationship with Lin Hui, and he was obsessed with him, and after squatting in the bar for a long time, he couldn't help but ask him, he knew it was Assistant Lin as soon as he heard the description."

He Jianshan looked at Xue Pei after hearing this, wondering if he was wrong: "Handsome guy?"

"Yes, handsome, man."

He Jianshan was noncommittal: "This person likes men?"

Seeing his subtle tone, Xue Pei smiled and said, "Yes, after all, you are also someone who has lived abroad. It's not unusual, isn't it? Are you still homophobic?"

He Jianshan frowned: "This is not a question of homophobia, regardless of gender, is it mainly because he is worthy?"

Not to mention, I also know the person Xiao Liu mentioned, Stephen Li, I heard that his father is a famous surgeon, and his mother is a university professor, isn't his background not bad, and he's not worthy of your assistant Lin?"

"A good family depends on the atmosphere, not the family background, but mainly on the person."

"He is a returnee himself and is now an executive of a foreign company."

"He said it himself? Can the chat in the bar be serious? Everyone is a stranger, just talking casually."

"I've talked to him a few times, and he's very sincere and easy-going, not like the kind of vain-headed person."

“Knowing people and faces but not hearts.”

It was the first time that Xue Pei found that He Jianshan was so yin and yang, he was about to laugh angrily: "Then what kind of person do you think is worthy of Assistant Lin?"

He Jianshan stopped talking.

He didn't think about this question, Xue Pei really asked him. But compared to this, He Jianshan is more concerned about another thing: "Do you think what you do here will make you happy?"

Xue Pei gave him a strange look: "Why did you come to 'continue'?"

He Jianshan was thoughtful.

"This is a bar. If you want to be happy, you have to drink."

Lin Hui didn't know how long he would stay. He was considering whether to move to a more corner place, when the light of "Continuation" suddenly became dim.

It seems to match the night, and the atmosphere is more gentle and lingering.

The music stopped.

Lin Hui saw Xiaoliu, the manager of "Continuation", beckoning to the lead singer of the hippocampus, and then he glanced at the phone screen, they seemed to say something, the lead singer compared an "OK" Posture, back to the stage. He fiddled with the microphone, turned around and gestured to the band behind him, and said:

"Just now, the manager of our 'continuation' asked me to tell you something-" He paused, and after the hall was quiet and his eyes were focused on him, he raised a Hand, the tone began to be high, "Someone invites you to drink, all drinks tonight are free!"

The whole bar cheered and everyone raised their glasses and laughed.

"The next song was ordered by the gentleman who invited everyone to drink. Well, I like the title of the song very much. It's called "Joy". The gentleman also wants to say something to everyone—" The lights dimmed again, the guitar sounded on the stage, and the lead singer slowly closed his eyes during the prelude.

"Cheers."

Lin Hui has not yet reacted from the familiar song title, Ken has come to him with a large tray, he put down a cup, two cups, three cups in front of Lin Hui , Four cups - Lin Hui's eyes widened - twelve cups of wine!

Lin Hui put twelve glasses of wine in front of him!

After putting down the last glass of wine with a smile, Ken handed him a thin card with a line on it:

Tasteit,enjoyit.

The beautiful English characters are the handwriting of He Jianshan.

Knowing that He Jianshan didn't mean anything in particular, Lin Hui's heart was still thumping fast. He seems to have turned to a web page that has not been loaded successfully for a long time, and he has entered the next page around him, but he is still only blank. Lin Hui looked at the wine in front of him, the colorful wine mixed with the lights of the bar, just like the night in this city, dazzling.

Lin Hui picked out an orange-red cocktail for himself.

After tonight, this night will be divided into countless frames and stored in his memory. He will remember one day, the shade of the trees he drove by, and the memories He Jianshan brought when he went upstairs The corners of his clothes are lifted up, thinking of blue, of "Joy", of the first sip of wine tonight, a little bitter, a little sweet, just like the mood at the moment.

He endured, and couldn't wait, to toast this night.

The consequence of both He Jianshan and Lin Hui drinking is that they stood by the car together after the end and waited for the driver to pick them up. The wind at night was neither cold nor hot, and the wine smells on the two of them mixed together, bringing a strange fragrance.

The redness on Lin Hui's face was mostly hidden by the night, he hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but say, "Why are you giving me so much wine?"

"Xue Pei said that if you want to be happy in the bar, you need to drink, so," He Jianshan tilted his head and glanced at Lin Hui, "Are you happy?"

Lin Hui didn't speak for a long time, and after a while he asked in a low voice, "Then why do you want this song?"

"What's so special about this song?"

Lin Hui looked into the distance: "It reminds me of my grandma."

"I heard you let it go before, I think it fits the occasion."

"The occasion?"

He Jianshan turned to look at him: "Today is the 30th."

Lin Hui was stunned for a moment, and realized that what he said was today's date: September 30th.

It is September.

Lin Hui's ear seemed to sound like the low hoarse voice of the singer in the bar:

Unforgettable September

A butterfly is flying

Dancing around you

In my hands

…

It was an unforgettable September.

Lin recalled that he wondered if He Jianshan's hippocampus could leave the last day of September, or this butterfly.

The author has something to say:

"Joy" by Xu Wei

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