Rebirth of the tea art man

West Lake, Four Seasons Hotel.

Lin Cheng asked for a secluded private room, facing a private lake view, isolated from the dense crowd of noisy tourists in the distance.

"Please enjoy!"

The waiter of the hotel is dressed in a cheongsam, gentle and gentle like Xiaojiabiyu from the water town of Jiangnan, which is very pleasing.

The afternoon tea set served was different from the usual Western-style desserts with black tea. It was changed to Chinese-style pastries that were more in line with the local environment, and the black tea was replaced with Longjing green tea.

"long time no see!"

Lin Cheng poured a cup of green tea, which was steaming warmly.

"long time no see!"

Feng Sijia held the hot tea in his hand and took a sip.

After graduating from high school, at the reunion before the freshman year, most of the class met and had a meal together.

Since then, the two of them have never met again.

Of course, what Lin Cheng didn't know was that at the Linzhou University's New Year's Eve party last year, Feng Sijia was in the audience watching him on the stage.

"how are things?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Lin Cheng felt as if he had passed away.

If it wasn't for her own rescue, and she would take the blame, and develop according to the memories of her previous life, the current Feng Sijia would be as tall as a person.

But now, Feng Sijia is alive and well, sitting in front of her, not only finished high school, took the college entrance examination, but also entered the university, becoming a serious female college student.

Although Linjiang College is just a very ordinary three-ben private school, it is still a university and an undergraduate.

There is a big difference between going to college and not going to college.

There is also a huge difference between a bachelor's degree and a non-bachelor's degree.

This kind of truth seems very simple, but often only when you reach that age and have experienced those things, you will gradually understand it.

Basically, as long as you start from people born after 90, a bachelor's degree is already the basic element for your survival in this society.

"Fortunately!"

Feng Sijia nodded, "Well, it's good! The counselor is very nice, the relationship with the roommates is also good, and the students in the class are all very good."

"Well, that's good!" Lin Cheng nodded, a bit like an ex-girlfriend reunited after a long absence, familiar yet unfamiliar, the sudden reunion after not seeing each other for a long time made the atmosphere very awkward, and he didn't know what to say.

"By the way, what major are you studying? After you graduate, you can come to our company if you want."

After thinking for a long time, Lin Cheng finally came up with a topic.

When mentioning her major, Feng Sijia was a little embarrassed, "I majored in e-commerce. It's just... a bad major. I don't know what I'm majoring in. Economics, management, accounting, it seems that I have to learn everything. One point, you have to learn about computers.”

"E-commerce, that's okay, it's good, isn't it all about the e-commerce industry now!" Lin Cheng comforted.

In fact, this kind of jack-of-all-trades garbage major, graduation equals unemployment, is useless except for an undergraduate diploma, and you can't learn anything decent in four years of university.

E-commerce is a follow-up profession that follows the trend of the times!

Just like in a few years, some universities will come up with strange things like "e-sports major" and "network major".

"Our school only has three private schools. It doesn't matter what major you study. You don't know what to do after graduation." Feng Sijia shook her head.

Immediately, she plucked up her courage and asked about Lin Cheng's recent situation, "What about you? How...how are you doing recently?"

What Feng Sijia originally wanted to ask was, how are you and Song Yi doing, are you still in a relationship?

But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

In my own capacity, what qualifications do I have to ask about other people's personal affairs?

"That's it! Don't watch the Internet, TV, and those media and newspapers scolding me and praising me all day long. They are all fake."

"Recently, I just bought a group. By the way, I integrated several companies in my own hands to form Hanwen Group. In the future, I want to build an ecosystem of entertainment industry, that is..."

Lin Cheng noticed Feng Sijia's bewildered and forced smile, and stopped the topic in time, "I'm just a little tired, and there's been a lot of things lately."

"It's like a castle in the air, or in other words, like it's in the sky. The things you said are beyond my imagination." Feng Sijia smiled shyly, really unable to take Lin Cheng's words.

The two of them, sitting face to face, seem to be in two completely different worlds, one side of heaven and man.

"If you are tired, take a good rest and rest more! You are already rich, and you have earned so much money, it should be enough for you!" Feng Sijia thought for a while, and could only say a few words about taking more rest .

For the world Lin Cheng lived in, she could only look up.

"It's not a question of money. Some things, once started, are difficult to stop. It's like a train. I am the driver of the train, and I can control the acceleration or braking. But in fact, whether to accelerate or decelerate is not up to me. One person has the final say."

Lin Cheng tried his best to keep his words simple, but soon, he realized that, unknowingly, he fell into didacticism again.

"Forget it, let's not talk about these things. By the way, you have been in college for more than a year, have you talked about a boyfriend? You are very good-looking, and there should be many people chasing you in school!" Lin Cheng smiled. Go ahead and change the subject.

"I?"

Feng Sijia's face instantly turned red.

He actually praised me for being good-looking?

"I, how can I look good? I'm very ordinary, thin, and have no figure. It's just like that. It's not as good as you said."

She looked down at her chest, which was as flat as a wash.

Yimapingchuan is like a washboard.

Of course, compared to Song Yi's words, there may be a slight advantage.

Song Yi?

Yes, Song Yi!

What Lin Cheng likes is Song Yi!

Feng Sijia suddenly realized something, as if she understood something in an instant, her heart felt warm for no reason, and she even had a little confidence again.

"You're just too inferior and not confident enough. Hold your head up high, pay attention to your manners, dress up well, and put on a little makeup, and you should look good."

Lin Cheng carefully studied Feng Sijia's face.

Compared with the time in high school, it is slightly longer, less youthful and more mature.

After all, I entered the university from high school and started to contact the society.

In addition, she went to a Rolex store by herself, worked part-time, and worked as a salesperson, and she usually contacted more people.

"Well, I'll try to see it!" Feng Sijia nodded.

Since he wants to see a better self, let's work hard!

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me and just call my mobile phone number."

Lin Cheng drank Longjing tea, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Meeting Feng Sijia this time was unexpected, even he himself did not expect that he would meet his old classmate who worked part-time at the Rolex store in Vientiane City yesterday.

As for today's whim, asking her out for a meeting is a natural and somewhat inexplicable idea.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Feng Sijia looked up at him.

A pair of bright eyes, watery, filled with tears.

"Old classmates, you can't say you're old, just... high school classmates, everyone is in Linzhou, if you have difficulties, I will definitely help you." Lin Cheng was caught off guard by her weak offensive.

He has always been a soft-spoken character.

If you want to be tough and force him to do something, he will definitely not agree.However, if you want to be soft and say a few good words, he may recognize it.

To be honest, a weak little girl like Feng Sijia is the type that Lin Cheng can't deal with the most.

"I'm not asking this, I'm asking you, two years ago, in the third year of high school, when I wrote you a love letter!"

Speaking of the youthful and ignorant love letter back then, even though two years had passed, Feng Sijia's face was still flushed, and the blush could be squeezed out of water.

However, compared to Feng Sijia two years ago, the current her has more courage, the courage to speak out no matter what.

"Are you talking about the whole school's review? I just want to show off, and it's not like you don't know. You can say whatever you want, and I won't care about others at all."

Lin Cheng's heart suddenly became a little confused.

For Feng Sijia, he has never said that he likes it. It is more out of sympathy, or a man's inexplicable sense of responsibility.

That girl likes me, that girl writes me love letters and confesses to me.

Just like that, that girl was like, somehow, "my girl" and I had to do something, even if I wasn't into her.

Of course, the premise of all this is based on the fact that the girl is beautiful.

If it were a ruthless character like Sister Feng, Lin Cheng could only hide as far away as possible.

"No, it's not like that!"

"I thought about it a lot. Later, I thought about it for a long time, many times, many times. From that day on, I often thought about it."

"Later, I figured it out. No matter what, at least judging from the results, I am the one who benefits, and you are the one who suffers. It is equivalent to using your own sacrifice in exchange for my escape."

Feng Sijia shook her head vigorously.

That incident, like a mark, was firmly imprinted on her heart.

Perhaps, she will never forget it in her life.

"Well, let's take it that way!"

Lin Cheng neither denied nor admitted it, but only answered vaguely.

Just like how he treated Feng Sijia's feelings, Lin Cheng didn't know how to deal with it, which was why he hadn't seen Feng Sijia for a long time.

If it was any other girl, any strange girl, with Lin Cheng's character, she would have sex as soon as she got on, and it would be no big deal to just lift up her pants and leave.

However, for Feng Sijia, it was difficult for him to do so.

The tragedy in the previous life was too deep in Lin Cheng's memory.

It shouldn't have happened, it's even a bit naive and ridiculous to say it.

At that time, every time Lin Cheng thought about it, he would hate his inaction. Obviously, as long as he stood up, did something, said a few words, nothing would happen.

In a person's life, there are too many regrets.

Some things, if you regret it, you will regret it. If you regret it, it will be fine, and you will forget it.

However, there are some things that the more I think about it, the more I regret it, like the vines entwined in my heart, which will only become denser and tighter.

"I……"

Feng Sijia hesitated to speak but stopped.

After a few seconds of hesitation, she still said, "I like you!"

"Whether in the past or in the future, whether you like me or not, I will always like you!"

"No matter what, no matter what happens, I will always love you!"

"It doesn't matter if you have a girlfriend or you get married, five or ten years later, even if you get old and I get old, I will still like you!"

She blushed, as did her eyes.

"I just like you, I like you very simply, even if you don't like me, I still like you, that's all!"

"It's not illegal to like someone, right?"

Lin Cheng was stunned.

He didn't expect Feng Sijia to confess his love suddenly.

Different from the youthfulness two years ago, the confession in high school was like a child's play. It was because Lin Cheng looked good, and his academic performance was good, and he was very good, so he fell in love with him.

Suddenly, during the lunch break, at the entrance of the school's small shop, he grabbed Lin Cheng by the corner of his clothes and summoned up the courage to ask him—"Can you like me?"

In a sense, this is not even a confession.

So much so that later, Feng Sijia wrote another love letter, on the lace letter paper with the scent of lavender, in neat handwriting, wrote paragraphs of youthful love words.

Many of the sentences in it were copied from Guo Xiaoming's urban novels.

But this time, Lin Cheng saw that she was serious!

It's not a simple liking, but after careful consideration, I fully understand my own mind, muster up the courage, and express my love desperately.

Even such a desperate confession may not get any response.

She still chose to confess!

"Thank you, I..." Lin Cheng was speechless for a while, unable to speak.

Of course he is a scumbag, and a veritable Aquaman.

It's just that it's hard for Lin Chenggong to accept such sincere feelings.

Just like a snowflake, small, fragile, and thin, it only needs a little temperature from the fingertips to melt and disappear.

"I know, in fact, I know. It's just..."

Feng Sijia cried out with a beautiful smile, "It's just that I want to say it, I just want to say it, maybe as long as I can say it."

"So……"

She stood up and bowed deeply to him, "Thank you! I...I'll go back first!"

"waiter, Bill please!"

Not far away, she waved to two waiters who were whispering.

The latter quickly put away the gossip, put on a straight smile, and walked quickly.

"Let me do it!" Lin Cheng drew out a card, ready to pay the bill.

After all, it is the Four Seasons Hotel, so the price here is not cheap, even if it is just a small afternoon tea, the price is 688.

For many ordinary college students, 688 may be their entire living expenses for a whole month.

"I'll come, I want to thank you!"

Feng Sijia stubbornly rushes to pay the bill and pays by card in advance.

After paying the bill, she raised her head and walked quickly towards the door.

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Cheng caught up, and wanted to hold her hand, but the moment he reached out, he pressed her shoulder.

A scarf was untied from his body and wrapped around her neck.

"The wind is quite strong, don't catch a cold!"

(The girl who once stopped me at the school gate and asked me to like her, when she dropped out of high school, I did nothing. A few years ago, I was in the classmate group, added to her WeChat, and was married. I’m still single, and I’m not alone. I’ve missed many, many girls, one after another. I can’t count my hands and feet. Only when I think about it occasionally, I feel a little regretful. If I If she had done something at that time, she might not have dropped out of school, would have taken the college entrance examination, and would have gone to university.)