After getting in the car, Lin Zhiyu stared out the window and remained silent the whole time.
He was also quiet when he took him home yesterday, but the quietness back then was somewhat polite, not as cold as it is now. He doesn't know if him suddenly entering the room just now had offended him.
Liang Qihe looked at him in the rearview mirror again. His cell phone rang on the way. After taking it out, he started to reply messages, and finally there was a smile on his face.
Liang Qihe couldn't help but think of the phone call he had in the room. If Lin Zhiyu didn't care about his marriage, was it possible that his mind was on someone else?
This was something Liang Qihe had never thought of before. He had always thought that Lin Zhiyu was the kind of person who had no personality, no temper, and no demands. After all, that was how Zhao Man described him.
When the car arrived at the school, Lin Zhiyu still pressed the window and brushed his face to get in. However, after entering, he did not let Liang Qihe drive to the teaching building yesterday, but drove in another direction.
Under his guidance, Liang Qihe parked the car on the roadside more than two hundred meters away from the office building. The reason given by Lin Zhiyu was that he did not want to be discovered by the school teachers. As for what he found, it goes without saying that Liang Qihe also knew it tacitly.
After he got off the car, Liang Qihe turned off the heater, picked up a cigarette and got out.
Most of the roads on the Zijin Lake Campus are mainly winding landscape roads. The roads are not wide, but they are neatly built. On both sides are woods and flower gardens, antique buildings, and the picturesque Zijin Lake.
The warm sunshine in the autumn morning passed through the buildings in the woods and fell on the ground in fine pieces, like pieces of golden leaves. Occasionally there will be small boats swinging out from the arch bridge on the lake in the distance, and the people on the boats are young and energetic faces.
Liang Qihe leaned against the car door, looking at such a pleasant scenery, and couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to take a few pictures. However, when adjusting the angle, a person's back was suddenly photographed.
Lin Zhiyu hasn't gone far yet. He is talking on the phone and walking back and forth. Liang Qihe zoomed in, and Lin Zhiyu in the distance became much closer, and Liang Qihe could see his expression clearly.
I don’t know what the relationship between the person on the other side of the phone and him is, but he has a bright smile, walks briskly, and even has the leisure to kick a pebble on the side of the road.
Liang Qihe stared at him for a while. He didn't put down his phone until the person in the picture turned the corner and disappeared. He was just looking at it casually, but didn't expect that when he was adjusting the focus, he touched the video button, and this part was captured.
Looking at the people in the picture, Liang Qihe always felt strange. He had clearly never seen Lin Zhiyu's face, but why did it look familiar to him? That look is not something you can see everywhere.
He switched to the WeChat page and informed Yang Zhiheng that he would leave a few days later, and asked Yang Zhiheng to ask a few other friends to come out and get together if they had time.
Yang Zhiheng came back soon and said that he had just made an appointment with some friends to go drinking tonight, and Wen Yang was also there.
Liang Qihe agreed. Yang Zhiheng asked him again how he felt after spending one night with his wife. Thinking of Lin Zhiyu's attitude of avoiding him, he frankly said that the two of them slept in separate rooms.
Yang Zhiheng asked curiously: "Your mother used a car accident as a reason to get you back, but she still allows you two to sleep in separate rooms?"
Liang Qihe said: "My mother doesn't want to, but it's useless. Could it be that she can still use a knife to force me to go to bed?"
Yang Zhiheng laughed, and then continued gossiping: "What about your guy? He didn't even hint at you?"
"What's the hint?"
"The bridal chamber!" Yang Zhiheng's inappropriate laughter sounded again. Liang Qihe sneered: "Come on, he seems to want to keep a distance more than me."
"What do you mean? He doesn't like you?" Yang Zhiheng was already curious about Liang Qihe's marriage, and now he was even more curious after hearing what he said. After all, Lin Zhiyu had done something that no normal person could bear.
Speaking of the word "like", Liang Qihe thought of the two phone calls before Lin Zhiyu went out just now. I don’t know if it’s the same person on the other end of the phone, but it must be a very close relationship to make him smile like that.
But it doesn't matter if there is someone he likes. Liang Qihe even thinks that he can ask Lin Zhiyu. If it is true, then he will help the other person and he will be free. After all, this year has indeed put a lot of pressure on Lin Zhiyu.
This was what he was thinking in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He just said a few words to Yang Zhiheng. Someone happened to be looking for Yang Zhiheng, so he hung up the phone.
After returning to the car, Liang Qihe opened the mailbox on his mobile phone and continued to reply to the unfinished work emails from yesterday. About an hour later, Lin Zhiyu knocked on the car window.
Liang Qihe unlocked the car door and asked him to get in. Lin Zhiyu's attitude returned to his previous neutral attitude, and he only politely said to him, "you've been waiting for a long time."
Liang Qihe understood him more or less and didn't care about the perfunctory polite words. He just said: "Have you finished everything?"
"Um."
"Then I'll call mom."
"Wait, can you go home first? I have an important express delivery to collect." Lin Zhiyu looked at him and said.
"Okay." Liang Qihe agreed simply. Just as he was about to start the car, Lin Zhiyu added: "It's back to Xiamen Bay."
Liang Qihe paused, took out his phone, opened the navigation software and handed it to him: "Then enter the address. I don't know how to get there."
That home was their wedding house, which Liang Weiyao bought for Lin Zhiyu to live in when they got married. Naturally, Liang Qihe had never been there and didn't know the specific location.
There was no look of embarrassment on Lin Zhiyu's face at all, and he entered the address very naturally. However, because he couldn't use his right hand, he could only input it with his left hand on his lap. Liang Qihe still looked at him in the rearview mirror, and waited until he was about to return the phone to him before looking away.
Xiamen Bay is only about 20 minutes' drive from Fangzhou Academy of Fine Arts. It's not the rush hour, so Liang Qihe drove there in only ten minutes.
He parked the car in the basement. When Lin Zhiyu got out of the car, he told him to wait for another ten minutes. Unexpectedly, he also got out of the car and said to go up and use the toilet.
There was conflicting emotion in Lin Zhiyu's eyes, and although it was only fleeting, Liang Qihe could see it clearly. But then he nodded and said, "Okay."
Liang Qihe followed him and watched him walk towards the elevator. I don't know why, Lin Zhiyu was obviously not angry, but just looking at his back, Liang Qihe felt that he should be angry.
If it were before yesterday's meeting, Liang Qihe would have ridiculed his reaction, but now he thinks it's quite interesting how he is holding it in. He doesn't know how long he can keep pretending.
Their home is on the 31st floor. When they were waiting for the elevator, the smooth elevator door reflected their reflections. Liang Qihe put his hands in his pants pockets and stood diagonally behind Lin Zhiyu. Lin Zhiyu deliberately did not look at the elevator door. After a few seconds, he simply took out his phone to look at it.
His hair was not short, and the hair on the temples was tucked behind the ears. Liang Qihe stared at the white ears. The small fluff on them was thin and soft under the light. Looking further down, he discovered that he actually had ears. There are holes, and there are more than one.
There are two on the earlobes and two on the ear bones, but they don't wear any earrings.
Liang Qihe was standing on the left side of Lin Zhiyu. He stretched and swung his legs to swing to the right to take a look. There are also piercings here, but only one.
This discovery made Liang Qihe a little surprised. Lin Zhiyu was a good boy in terms of clothing and personality, but he would be rebellious and get so many ear piercings?
The elevator arrived at this time. Liang Qihe followed Lin Zhiyu in. Lin Zhiyu continued to focus on looking at his mobile phone. When he reached the sixth floor, his mobile phone rang. He picked it up. He didn't know what the other party said. He asked the other party to wait in the lobby and he would be there soon.
Liang Qihe followed him back to the first floor and watched him sign for a box of express delivery in the lobby, then entered the elevator and went up to the 31st floor.
The house in Xiamen Bay has only two units on one floor, which is very good in terms of privacy. Lin Zhiyu pressed the code and opened the door. he changed into his own slippers first, then took a brand new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of Liang Qihe.
After Liang Qihe finished changing his shoes, he led the way through the living room and let Liang Qihe use the public restroom on the first floor.
After Liang Qihe finished solving the problem, he washed his hands. When he came out, he didn't see Lin Zhiyu, so he started to visit the house.
The decoration is very unique, not the simple European style that is popular nowadays, but a creative mix and match of Chinese and Japanese styles.
The main color is basically wood color. The TV wall in the living room uses a random combination of wood grain frames and off-white wallpaper, creating a simple but stylish effect. A row of miniature flower beds separated by low glass gradually extends from the corner of the TV wall to the balcony, with ornamental lawns planted inside.
There is a set of landscape-shaped Kung Fu tea utensils on the log coffee table. The white leather sofa behind it has nothing else except four commonly used cushions. The entire living room is as clean as if there is no breath of life.
Liang Qihe turned to the main balcony and took a look, and found that there were more flowers planted here. Potted plants of various sizes were arranged on three levels, and some of the pots had stands set up.
Liang Qihe heard from Zhao Man that Lin Zhiyu liked to grow flowers, so he went to the dining to see it. There is a rectangular log dining table that can accommodate eight people. There is a glass vase filled with water on it and a few flowers of unknown species. It looks very comfortable. The kitchen is fully equipped with all utensils, but it is neatly organized. Just like the living room, there is no unnecessary clutter.
Liang Qihe turned out and stopped in front of the spiral staircase on the right side of the living room.
Lin Zhiyu was probably upstairs. Liang Qihe thought for a moment. Since this was their wedding room, there would be no problem in going up and taking a look.
He went up to the second floor along the hollow-designed stairs. This floor can be seen as the main living area. Whether it is the doghouse in the corner of the corridor or the miscellaneous books placed on the shelves next to the stairs, Lin can be seen on this floor. Traces of Zhiyu’s residence.
The style of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor. There are four rooms, with the master bedroom at the end.
Liang Qihe was about to open the door near the stairs to take a look when he heard the master bedroom door open.
Seeing that he actually came up, Lin Zhiyu frowned again.
But just like before, this conflicting reaction disappeared in an instant. Lin Zhiyu asked: "Do you want to drink tea?"
Liang Qihe shook his head and said, "Then you go down and wait for a while. I'll be right back."
Liang Qihe said: "It's okay, you do what you want, I'll look around."
Lin Zhiyu wanted to frown again, but held it back. It's just that this time I didn't hold it in naturally enough, and my expression was a bit stiff. But he had no reason not to let Liang Qihe stay here, so he had no choice but to go in again.
Liang Qihe's eyes followed his figure, and he glanced at a corner of the bedroom when he closed the door.
On the floor beside the bed was the express box that had been opened. There are clothes on the bed, the color is bright burgundy and there is a plaid pattern. Since it was just a quick glance, Liang Qihe didn't see it clearly, but he felt it looked a bit like a skirt.
Lin Zhiyu closed the door, locked it, and walked to the bed to look at the clothes he had just taken out.
Liang Qihe didn't miss it. It was indeed a skirt, and it was JK's style. Next to the skirt is a white short-sleeved shirt and a palm-sized red bow tie.
Looking at the brand new uniform, Lin Zhiyu turned to look at the door again.
Liang Qihe was outside. Although the door was locked and he couldn't get in, it would be troublesome if he knocked on the door. But if you don’t try the skirt on for size now, it will be even more troublesome if something goes wrong at night.
After weighing the pros and cons, Lin Zhiyu went to unbutton his shirt.
After all, he could get a good salary tonight. There were not many such good opportunities, so he couldn't give up.
He put on the JK uniform, picked up the tie and pinned it on, and then walked to the mirror to look at it.
Although he is a man, his frame is not broad, and his shoulders and waist-to-hip ratio are quite suitable for women's clothing. In particular, he has a pair of straight long legs. After shaving all the inconspicuous leg hair, he puts on white or black silk. If you only look at the lower body, no one will believe that he is a man.
Such good congenital conditions are inherited from his mother who was a model. It's a pity that the Lin family didn't agree with him and thought that he was neither a man nor a woman. Even the nominal mother, Mrs. Lin Fang Yuan, looked down upon him and even made the decision to let him replace her daughter Lin Luyan in the marriage thing.
Looking at himself in the mirror who looked neither man nor woman, Lin Zhiyu suddenly had a strong and familiar illusion in his mind. He opened the drawer, poured a pill from the medicine box into his mouth, and drank the cold water that had been in the glass for two days without thinking.
When the illusion gradually disappeared, he relaxed, took off his clothes, and changed back into the white shirt and black trousers he should be wearing.