Late Evening Snow Encounter

This novel gives equal weight to both criminal investigation and romance. (The second novel, "Happy to Meet You," is also the second part of this novel; if interested, you can collect it fi...

Chapter 7 After School

Chapter 7 After School

After returning home, Lin Yu asked her to go to bed early. Chen Wan nodded and also seriously advised him not to stay up late.

After washing up, Chen Wan lay down on the bed. She was used to sorting out what happened that day before going to bed, including her meeting with her father. Because she had cried, she felt neither sad nor happy when she thought about it.

And she never cried when she went to see her father before, so why is she becoming so spoiled now?

It seems that after meeting Lin Yu, she became emotional, like a strange child.

She thought about the things that made her happy today, such as going to a nice place to eat and Lin Yu’s words to her little friend.

She took out her cell phone and stared at Lin Yu’s WeChat avatar for a while.

Then I said good night for some unknown reason.

Just as I was about to press the send button, I came to my senses and was shocked by my own behavior.

The vague emotional impulses made her feel confused and cautious.

Just as she was about to turn off her phone and go to sleep, Lin Yu sent her a message.

It's "Are you asleep?"

Chen Wan hurriedly replied, "Not yet."

Then, realizing he'd replied too quickly, as if eagerly awaiting news, he added, "Officer Kobayashi, is everything okay?"

This made her seem much more reserved, and she didn't know why she suddenly had so many insignificant little thoughts.

Lin Yu had just finished washing up and smiled after seeing the message.

"It's rare for little Chen Wan to reply to a WeChat message in seconds." He teased her casually, then replied, "Do you remember what I said in the park?"

"Which one are you referring to?"

Lin Yu said, "It's like the saying goes, flowers that grow well all turn toward the light."

Chen Wan sent an emoticon of a nodding cat.

Lin Yu laughed. She was quite lively when replying to messages online.

He leaned cross-legged against the bay window, brushing his hair while replying to the message, "That was something I came up with on the spur of the moment. Actually, what I really wanted to say was something else."

What he meant was that there are cracks in life so that light can shine in.

Chen Wan looked at the message and was silent for a long time. Finally, he sent a thank you message.

Lin Yu quickly replied her with an emoticon of a Shiba Inu covered with a quilt and said good night.

Lin Yu was probably smiling at this moment, his ink-black eyes slightly downwards, forming a gentle arc.

Chen Wan thought that maybe she really fell in love with Lin Yu, liked his gentle and meticulous manners, and his slightly clumsy gestures of goodwill.

Since they met, Lin Yu has quietly arranged the space he wants, so that Chen Wan can have enough room to maneuver when getting along with him.

Make Chen Wan feel understood and respected, and choose to refuse or accept according to her own ideas.

Lin Yu is a ball of light in her life, making her unable to help but get close to him, touch him, and then want to snuggle with him.

That night, Chen Wan had a dream about Lin Yu.

She dreamed that she was back in kindergarten and it was almost time to go home when a message suddenly came on the radio.

It was playing loudly, "Little Chen Wan, your Officer Xiao Lin is waiting for you at the door. He also brought your favorite Wangzai milk!"

Then she walked to the school gate and saw Lin Yu riding a small electric scooter, drizzling towards her, smiling like the big-headed doll on the Wangzai milk packaging.

Silly and cute.

I vaguely remember when he sent her to training a few years ago, Lin Yu stood in the carriage, holding up a can of Wangzai milk and showing that silly smile, "I have a nutritional goal every day."

Chen Wan also has a goal. She wants to be Lin Yu’s friend for the rest of her life.

After Grain Rain, the continuous spring rain finally subsided a lot, and the alleys were no longer foggy and wet.

Chen Wan went to visit his mother's grave and sent a message to Lin Yu asking him to order takeout himself.

Qiao Yue said that Lin Yu was a magical person who could make everyone around him troubled.

Chen Wan was not spared either. On weekends, he would find all kinds of ways to make delicious food for Lin Yu. He would even go somewhere far away because he was worried that he would starve to death at home.

The cemetery is on the edge of the city and it takes more than an hour to get there by bus.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and the endless new green surged like a tide, piling up layer upon layer on the rolling green hills to show the prosperity of mid-spring.

Chen Wan supported his forehead and casually counted the platforms he passed by.

When she arrived at the cemetery, she placed the flowers in front of the tombstone and cleaned the surroundings carefully.

Then he slowly talked about his recent situation.

"Mom, this year, no, last winter, I met a very good person. His name is Lin Yu."

Chen Wan said that Lin Yu was a silly person, but he was always kind to others.

You can tell at first glance that he was raised in a good family, and has had a smooth and carefree life since childhood without any worries.

He never has a condescending attitude towards people or things. His kindness is a spontaneous charity.

He is like a tree, making people feel comfortable and safe when looking at him. He provides shade in sunny days and shelter in stormy times.

This is very different from Chen Wan.

In Chen Wan's world, there are many negative emotions. She lives in self-loathing and always feels that one day she will unknowingly move towards self-destruction.

But Lin Yu stood in front of her, like a lamp in the snowy night, which made her have good thoughts in the snow and ice and want to get close to him for warmth.

"He also went to school to help me. When Zhang Yu's mother was angry with me, he would get angry back." Chen Wan smiled and rambled on like a child. "He would wait for me to have breakfast together in the morning. He and the breakfast lady would leave hot potato buns for me every day, and they would prepare supper for me in the evening. But he was very careless about his own life. He told me to drink more milk every day, but he ended up drinking Coke every day."

Lin Yu entered her life in a very gentle way, but in fact he was also strong and did not give her time to refuse.

Chen Wan has lived alone for a long time and has his own opinions on everything, which is unavoidable.

She was very tired, and Lin Yu gave her just the right amount of peace of mind.

Young people pursue freedom. With freedom, it seems that there are unlimited choices, but it also makes people anxious.

Because freedom is also the greatest solitude.

Freedom is owning the whole world, and the whole world does not belong to you.

It is like floating clouds, and there is nowhere to hide in the storm.

During these muddled days, Chen Wan felt as anxious as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, or as if his head was being pressed down by an invisible hand and pushed into the deepest part of the water.

Dull, hopeless, and completely uninteresting.

"I had a dream last night. I dreamed I was back in kindergarten, and then Lin Yu came to pick me up after school on a small electric donkey and gave me some Wangzai milk."

She tried her best to act mature and pretend that she was able to handle life with ease.

She wanted to grow up quickly and mature quickly, but Lin Yu always treated her as a child.

In front of Lin Yu, she doesn't have to grow up, she doesn't have to pretend to be indifferent, she can slowly and happily be a kid who occasionally plays naughty games.

Lin Yu shielded her from all the bad things that happened and took care of her without showing off.

"I'm not sure if this counts as love, but my love isn't good at all. It's full of possessiveness."

Chen Wan sighed, feeling somewhat melancholy, "I am actually a very selfish person."

When you like someone, you will develop a possessive desire and want to constantly ask for and monopolize everything from that person.

The human heart is inherently subtle and dark. In Duras's "The Lover", it is said that love is an immortal desire.

Suddenly, a drizzle of rain began to fall on the mountain. Chen Wan said goodbye to his mother, "I'll come to see you after I finish my exams. Next time, I can come with Dad to see you."

When Chen Wan reached the entrance of the alley, the rain had stopped long ago, and the bright sunlight of mid-spring spread across the old alley.

She saw a family's courtyard covered with grape vines, which looked lush and green under the bright sunlight.

When the wind blows, you can only make out the green and round grapes hidden behind the vine leaves if you look closely.

Chen Wan suddenly wondered when the grapes on this vine would lose their sourness. In such good weather, they would surely grow very sweet grapes.

After returning home, she calculated how long it would take for Lin Yu to get off work, then went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Ever since Lin Yu started eating at her house, his taste has become more and more picky, and he rarely eats takeout anymore.

She has classes from Monday to Friday and has no time to cook, so Lin Yu basically just makes do with instant noodles and Coke.

On weekends, they come early in the morning with dishes and bowls to eat.

Considering that he probably didn't eat well at noon, Chen Wan decided to make him the boiled pork slices that he had been talking about recently.

Because Lin Yu had been working overtime recently, she was afraid that making something too spicy would make him even more restless, so she had never cooked for him.

She cut the meat into thin slices with a knife and marinated it with cooking wine, green onions and ginger. When she was about to wash the bean sprouts, she heard a knock on the door.

He wiped his hands casually and rushed to open the door, and it was indeed Lin Yu.

He was smiling as he looked at Chen Wan and said happily, "You're back."

Chen Wan found it a little funny. They were clearly at her house, but Lin Yu acted more like the host. She hummed and turned into the kitchen.

After changing into slippers, Lin Yu followed her into the kitchen and leaned against the glass door to watch her busy herself.

Chen Wan looked up and saw his carefree smile, and asked casually, "You seem to be in a good mood."

Lin Yu nodded, "Yes, I went to see it today..."

He suddenly stopped talking and looked at Chen Wan leisurely.

"What did you go to see?" she asked in a light tone.

Lin Yu thought Chen Wan had always been a quiet and reserved person, seemingly uninterested in anything. He deliberately piqued her interest and said calmly, "Do you really want to know?"

Chen Wan raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to pick vegetables with a calm attitude.

"You don't want to ask anymore?" Lin Yu asked instead.

"Just say what you want to say."

Chen Wan was not fooled.

"Okay, I'll show you later." Lin Yu walked to her side, glanced at the chopping board casually, and said happily, "Is it boiled pork slices?"

He was particularly concerned about food. Chen Wan smiled and said, "Yes."

Lin Yu looked at her smile and was stunned for a moment.

Chen Wan has double eyes. When she smiles, the corners of her eyes droop, forming a deep arc like a crescent moon. When she looks up at people, the corners of her eyes slightly turn upwards, like willow buds in spring.

Lin Yu turned his eyes away silently. He remembered when he first met Chen Wan, her pupils were like black birds. She never looked at people, and even if they occasionally looked at each other, it was fleeting.

Chen Wan's clear eyes were now tinged with tenderness by the warm yellow light of the chandelier. When she looked at him, she looked like a cute kitten.

All equally cute.

Lin Wangzai!

Thoughts: I know that my writing style is too bland, and is actually more suitable for reading before going to bed. This article is really just plain water. In fact, it is also out of my selfishness. Many works are very fast, with fast emotions and plots, and I want to try to slow down while there is still time, and calm down to polish a work. The writers I like told me that details have their own temperament, and not all of them can resonate with me.