"Can you see clearly?"
Sang Lu asked again.
After a few seconds, Feng Yan's deep and magnetic voice came from the phone:
"I can see clearly."
Then, Feng Yan's face appeared on Sang Lu's phone.
His handsome features almost filled the entire screen.
Judging from the background wall slightly showing around, he should be in the study.
The desk lamp was on, and the warm yellow light shone from the right side of the screen to the left.
It made his outline more three - dimensional and profound. His nose was straight, and there was a small shadow under his long eyelashes. His pupils were as black as ever, without much warmth, giving people a cold feeling.
He was casually reclined in the chair, holding the phone carelessly, and the angle was from the bottom up.
Even from this unflattering angle, he was still strikingly handsome.
This was their first video call.
When the screen lit up, Sang Lu was slightly stunned.
She sighed inwardly at how someone could be so good - looking, with no flaws and an air of nonchalance as if he was unaware of his own handsomeness.
Sang Lu composed herself.
She adjusted the angle of the selfie stick, held it high so that both the venue behind her and herself could be in the frame.
It was like she was shooting a vlog.
She walked slowly while introducing the place to Feng Yan.
The night had completely fallen.
The sky was as black as spilled ink.
The strings of colored lights on the lawn became even more dazzling.
There was a large screen in front, and there were delicate props piled on the temporarily - built stage.
A bit farther away, the tall and short trees were all wrapped in lights.
It looked like a fairytale world at night.
Sang Lu became a tour guide, introducing the entire venue in a circle.
She then turned to the screen with a big smile and asked:
"Isn't it beautiful? The decoration is so elaborate, right?"
On the phone, Feng Yan's eyebrows were half - lowered.
His sharp eyes looked down at the camera, and his black pupils were bottomless.
Hearing Sang Lu's question, he nodded his chin.
"Yeah."
Sang Lu:?
Just a single "yeah"?
He was so sparing with his words!
Or maybe men simply didn't know how to appreciate beautiful little decorations?
Sang Lu suddenly recalled the embarrassing incident when Feng Yan couldn't tell the difference between mint green and avocado green last time.
In that case, the latter guess was probably closer to the truth.
Her stereotype of men increased by one more point.
As Sang Lu was thinking, she bent her arm to retract the selfie stick.
At this time, a deep voice came from the phone:
"Take another look at the colored lights."
Sang Lu was stunned and stopped her movement.
Huh?
It seemed that Feng Yan could appreciate it this time.
This was amazing!
She stretched out her arm to restore the camera angle.
A smile spread across her face, and her tone became excited:
"Right, right! You noticed it too, didn't you?!"
"Those colored lights are so delicate. They're different from the ordinary ones on the market. I carefully selected them. The texture and color tone are super good!"
Sang Lu walked up to a tree with enthusiasm.
The trunk was wrapped in small colored lights, shining with a faint, broken light.
She leaned closer to the screen and pointed at it to show the man on the phone:
"Aren't they super beautiful?"
"They're three times more expensive than ordinary small colored lights!
"Fortunately, there's an investment from the Feng Group. Otherwise, it would be hard to allocate enough budget for such small details."
As she was speaking, a gust of wind blew towards her, blowing the stray hairs on her cheeks.
The air was filled with the smell of grass and leaves, and there was also a faint sweet citrus scent mixed in, which was the smell of her freshly - washed hair.
The fresh air that couldn't be smelled in the city made Sang Lu unconsciously squint her eyes and take a sniff.
...
On the other end of the phone.
Feng Yan's eyes flickered slightly.
He stared at Sang Lu's almost still face on the screen.
She was smiling brightly, and the golden light of the colored lights spread on her face, making her skin look even smoother and more delicate.
Without any makeup, she had a vibrant vitality.
Feng Yan noticed that her hair was tied up in a ball on top of her head.
There was still a little bit of wetness at the ends of her hair, as if she had just taken a shower.
His gaze shifted slightly, following the ball on her head down.
Her collarbone had a smooth and graceful line, and her neck was white and shiny.
Feng Yan tightened his grip on the phone a little.
He suddenly remembered the marks he had left on her fair neck.
The scene of kissing her in the car that day suddenly popped into his mind.
When he kissed her that day, she would occasionally let out soft gasps.
That sound made him couldn't help but hold the back of her neck tighter.
That's why her neck was so red that day.
The study was very quiet.
The only sounds were the rustling from the phone and the sound of the wind shaking through the leaves.
Feng Yan stared at Sang Lu's face on the screen, feeling as if the wind was blowing through the screen.
He seemed to be able to smell the sweet scent on her body.
The air seemed to have solidified.
After a long while.
His eyebrows frowned slightly.
Sensing something, he lowered his head.
He glanced at his suit pants.
His eyes suddenly became sharp and cold.
This sudden change made the usually calm man's temple throb.
...
On the other side.
After showing Feng Yan around the venue, Sang Lu found an outdoor chair and sat down.
She put away the selfie stick and turned the screen towards herself.
Once her chatterbox was opened, it couldn't be closed.
She continued to rattle on and chat casually:
"Do you know who I met today?"
She raised her eyebrows mysteriously.
Her eyes were sparkling.
The man on the screen seemed to be looking at her, but also seemed not to be.
He took a very slow deep breath and then replied slowly:
"Who?"
"Feng Bai," Sang Lu revealed, and then said, "You'll never guess what he looks like now. He looks like a character in a TV series. Guess who?"
She paused for a moment.
Waiting for Feng Yan to speak.
A conversation should be a question - and - answer interaction.
Sang Lu took care of the other person's feelings in every sentence, leaving enough room for Feng Yan to participate.
She looked at Feng Yan on the screen with great interest.
All she saw was that his eyebrows were knitted, and his black eyes were a little out of focus.
It seemed that he was thinking seriously about her question.
He thought so hard.
He couldn't guess it for a long time.
Sang Lu was very considerate and decided not to make it difficult for him. She announced the answer in a brisk tone:
"Have you watched 'Young Justice Bao'? The only difference between Feng Bai and Bao Hei Tan is that he doesn't have a moon on his forehead..."
Before she could finish speaking, the image of the dark - skinned Feng Bai popped into her mind, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing, her eyes curving into two arcs.
Just when she thought Feng Yan on the other end of the phone would find it as funny as she did, she glanced at the screen and was stunned.
Feng Yan's face was tense, still looking aloof and cold as always.
He just stared at the screen motionlessly.
He didn't say a word or nod his head.
It was as if he had been frozen.
Sang Lu:?
Wasn't it funny?
Well.
Maybe people's sense of humor was different.
Sang Lu let out a soft protest and asked:
"Why don't you say a word? It's all me talking..."
"Are you in a daze?"
"Hello, hello?"
"Is the signal cut off?"
After a long time.
There was finally a sound from the phone.
"I'm listening."
The simple three words were spoken in a hoarse voice.
"Your voice is so hoarse!"
Sang Lu looked worried.
She said considerately:
"Go and drink some water."
The man on the screen's eyes paused, and he said in a deep voice:
"Yeah, I'll go later."
Sang Lu: ...?
What was going on?
His voice sounded even hoarser than before.
Sang Lu didn't understand.
His throat was so dry.
Why did he have to wait?
She became even more puzzled and stared at the screen.
The man on the phone met her inquisitive gaze and averted his eyes awkwardly.
He lowered his head slightly.
His hair was a rich black.
It was obvious even from the screen that his hair was very coarse.
