07 Grand Encounter | The One You Like
At a certain moment, Lin Weifeng was so frightened by his own thoughts that his fingertips trembled.
"I'm waiting for him?"
"Why are you thinking about such a question?"
"Why should he come?"
"The project is urgent, it's late at night, and I'm not an important person..."
She defended herself in a low voice, as if she were confronting herself in court.
Finally, he paused while muttering to himself.
After a moment's silence, she gave a calm verdict: "He didn't have to come."
"That's not necessary."
"What can you say to me when you come? There is no question to answer."
But as soon as he finished speaking, his chest felt like he had lost a silent debate, and a stubborn, nameless anger crackled in his heart.
"If you don't plan to come, don't pretend to ask for the address."
"These men... they keep us on suspense. They really don't know what's good for us."
She rubbed the dress mechanically, and the fabric became more and more wrinkled, just like the tangled thoughts in her mind, which could not be straightened out no matter how hard she wrung it.
The cell phone rang, and she jumped out of her thoughts, dried her hands, and ran to the desk to answer it.
When she saw the two big words "Song Ze" on the screen, she realized again that the person calling now could not be Jiang Yu.
After a second of loss, Lin Weifeng clicked to answer the call.
"What's wrong?" she said lightly.
Song Ze on the phone was nasal, his mouth seemed to be stuffed with something, and he was howling like a ghost: "Why did she break up with me? Seven years, seven years!"
Lin Weifeng rolled his eyes at the wall and complained, "Brother, your breakup happened half a year ago. Why are you still drunk and mad over this?"
Song Ze kept repeating: "Seven years, seven years of love is nothing, what does it matter?"
Lin Weifeng: "They have been in business for three generations, so it's normal for them to marry into a business. When they made the final decision, they looked down on you, a police officer from the police station, and..."
If it were in the past, she would have treated him coldly without any scruples.
But at this moment, for some reason, she not only couldn't continue speaking, but also wanted to take back what she had said.
Song Ze really raised his voice: "Lin Weifeng! Only someone like you who has never loved, does not know how to love, and of course, is not short of love, would look down on my love like this!"
"I didn't..." Her aura weakened. "I said something harsh. I'm sorry."
Song Ze's inertia prompted him to shout again: "Lin Weifeng!"
Then, he said in disbelief: "Ah? What did you say? I'm sorry?"
Lin Weifeng exhaled: "Well, I'm sorry."
"I'm not drunk."
"You're not drunk."
Song Ze got excited, laughed, and continued, "Are you in love?"
“…”
"Right! You're in love, right?"
"without."
"So you're crazy? Hahaha, God closed his eyes on me, but opened his eyes on you. He knew to send Yue Lao to make you suffer the pain of love."
"How can you say the same thing as Sun Zhengxiao? Two people with rich experience in love are always complaining about the hardship of love in front of a woman who has been single. Is that appropriate?"
"Who is it? Who is Sun Zhengxiao?"
"Undergraduate classmates, you have met them."
"I've seen her? Haha, before, I had a partner. I had a girlfriend and I wouldn't even look at other girls."
“…”
During this time, a waiter on the other end of the phone asked if we wanted more wine.
Lin Weifeng said, "Drink less. Police officers aren't supposed to drink anyway."
"I'm on vacation today! I'm going to have a good drink, what do you care about me?"
"Yes, yes, I don't care."
Song Ze started a new round of drinking, and there was silence on the phone for a while.
Lin Weifeng really couldn't care less about Song Ze. She walked to the bed, jumped lightly, lay down in the quilt, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
What they said seems to be right.
Whether love comes or not, she has already tasted the bitterness.
But what's going on with this strong curiosity in my heart? I really want to know what's going on with him.
I really want to receive a call from the lobby saying that someone is here to see me.
It's not completely bitter, but also slightly sweet.
It was the first time that Lin Weifeng had such a strong feeling. He didn't know how to face it or how to withdraw from it.
She looked at the twined flowers in her hand and fell into deep thought.
In a sea of memory fragments, she caught the kiss in the clear turbulence.
Suddenly, she covered her lips with both hands and her cheeks turned red.
It was something I didn't feel anything about when it happened, but now when I think about it, it's so embarrassing.
"Hey, hey, hey, Lin Weifeng, come out and talk to me."
Lin Weifeng's face flushed, and he immediately put the cold phone against his cheek: "I'm here."
"Come out and drink with me."
"I'm in Lanxi Country."
"You're going abroad?"
"Well, I'm on a business trip, helping clients solve some problems with the auction items."
"Lanxi..." Song Ze moved his lips, "It seems that Lao Jiang went there too."
Lin Weifeng sat up straight abruptly, his fingertips tightening. "Are you talking about Jiang Yu?"
She gave the name without hesitation.
"Do you know him?"
After getting a positive answer, Lin Weifeng's heart almost stopped beating for a second, and his whole body froze in place.
She opened her mouth, but only uttered a short "I——", and the rest of the words were swallowed by her breath.
Lin Weifeng couldn't explain it.
Song Ze didn't know what was going on in her mind, and got down to business: "Old Jiang has a heavy responsibility this time. Whether the Beijing-Hong Kong Province can establish an Interpol Liaison Office depends entirely on his performance this time."
Lin Weifeng digested every word and replied absentmindedly, "He's so amazing."
"He has always been amazing, in every aspect, at every stage, and in front of everyone."
The stars outside the window cast shadows on the brocade lights inside the room.
Lin Weifeng thought of him, he was elegant, fearless, and so trusting of a strange hostage.
It’s really amazing.
She asked: "Song Ze, that..."
Song Ze: "What are you hesitating about?"
"Seven or eight years ago, I went to your school to do a competition test. I was almost hit by you. Do you remember that day?"
Song Ze's emphasis was off: "Seven years... My seven years, seven years..."
“…”
Song Ze took a sip of his wine and asked, "Which day did you say?"
"Exactly. The day you almost hit me, your friends helped me solve a few competition questions."
"Oh - remember, if I had hit you that day, I wouldn't have been bullied by you for so many years."
“…”
Suddenly, Song Ze said, "That person is Jiang Yu."
Lin Weifeng's eyes shone brightly, and his whole body felt as soft as if wrapped in a hot spring.
She asked, "Is he a detective from Jingjiang?"
"Yes, strictly speaking, he's my boss. He was ranked first in our class, got into graduate school, and was specially recruited to work in the provincial department. Now he's working as a temporary officer in the municipal bureau. Unlike me, I passed the joint police academy entrance exam in my senior year and ended up at a grassroots police station."
Song Ze suddenly broke down again: "Tell me, if I also get a master's degree, will I not get dumped? Will I be able to compete with those businessmen..."
Lin Weifeng was speechless: "The future is the future, you are a love-brained person."
"No, my future depends on love! Lao Jiang's family isn't well off, and when he first started school, he was preparing for the police station entrance exam. But when he finally reached his senior year, he said he had to be even better to be worthy of the person he loves."
Someone you like.
Hearing this, Lin Weifeng's fingers twitched suddenly, and the phone fell to the ground with a snap, rolling half a circle.
Thump, thump——
She squatted down in a hurry, and the coolness of the floor crawled along her knees and into her heart.
She sat on the ground and reached out to touch the casing, but she felt as if she had been burned. She froze in mid-air and couldn't move.
I couldn't lift my headphones again because I didn't want to hear Song Ze's voice.
really.
There must be a reason for keeping distance.
He has...he has.
He has... That's right, he is very good.
Lin Weifeng was speechless, laughed at himself a few times, and repeatedly completed for him in his heart: It is normal for him to have someone he likes, and it is even more natural for him to be liked by others.
However, she was led astray by the suspension bridge effect.
The suspension bridge effect, mistranslating fear into heartbeat.
The suspension bridge effect made her afraid that one of these meetings would be the last, causing her to over-cherish her fate with him, leading her to think that love had arrived.
She kept finding excuses in her mind, which piled up one after another, like invisible bricks, surrounding her heart and keeping it from beating in a fixed space.
"Hey, hey, hey, Lin Weifeng!"
Song Ze's voice was so loud that even the floor was buzzing.
Lin Weifeng turned on the hands-free mode, his voice wrinkled by the night wind: "I'm a little tired, I'll hang up first."
"No, when will you be back? I'll pick you up at the airport."
"You're so busy, how could you possibly have time to pick me up?"
"I want to eat the braised pork your mother made."
"Don't come to pick me up." Her voice suddenly lowered.
"...Why, didn't you always ask me to help you move boxes before?"
"If I tell you not to come, don't come..." Lin Weifeng paused and spoke word by word, "I hate you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she cut off the call.
The phone slid to the side of her pillow, and she leaned against the bed, hugged her knees, and buried her face in her arms. She kept her head down, not wanting to say anything, not wanting to do anything.
Even if I am alone, I still want to maintain my dignity.
The world suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of heartbeats.
That night, Lin Weifeng allowed himself to turn off the alarm clock and let Liming crawl into the gap between the curtains.
Fortunately, she slept soundly.
The next morning, she had enough time to dress up. She tied her hair up high, buttoned her snow-white shirt, and the last button just covered the Chinese medicine patch on the back of her neck.
Putting on a grey suit jacket, she headed to the auction venue with confidence.
The auction was held in a conference room of a historic hotel. Because of the presence of the Wenyuan Encyclopedia, the venue was packed and the air was filled with a restrained excitement.
There was a strong sense of purpose in Lin Weifeng's eyes, so strong that it seemed as if he was hiding some emotion.
Fortunately, this emotion has not reached the point of fanaticism and can be controlled.
Life goes on as usual. After crossing the suspension bridge, the road is smooth. We will never look back and set sail on our own.
This is her creed today.
She felt that as long as she was firm enough, she could make last night's heartbeat go away.
Finally, the gavel fell.
Lin Weifeng helped Mr. Li acquire the "Wenyuan Encyclopedia" for 8.4 million euros. The moment the deal was finalized, Mr. Li's team was extremely excited online.
Lin Weifeng also seemed relieved.
After this incident, two copies of the Wenyuan Encyclopedia that had been wandering for a long time were finally delivered to her clients through her hands and returned to China. This was a small achievement in her career.
From now on, the ceremony will be locked in a display cabinet, and she will be pushed away by time.
The Wenyuan Codex will gradually lose its connection with her. She may no longer feel palpitations because of her participation in that night arrest, and she will no longer be repeatedly hit by the flickering heartbeats.
I won’t think about the ups and downs of my heart these days.
She hopes that all the ups and downs can be sealed together with the auction hammer, and the fall of the hammer will be the end.
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