Is this... a diary?
Wen Xia's first reaction was to suspect that he was dazzled, so he read it again -
September x, 20xx, sunny
On the first day of school, Wen Xia came to Class A. I don't know why my deskmate wanted to switch seats with Wen Xia, but I think the change is good, but...
Wen Xia talked to me, and I was too nervous to answer him properly. I
'm not dazzled.
It's Lin Fengqi's handwriting.
Wen Xia's brain was a little confused for a while. He recognized that this was Lin Fengqi's handwriting, and he could read every word of this sentence, but when he put it together, it was like a heavenly book, and people couldn't tell the direction.
He seemed to be a little dizzy.
The reflex nerves slowly told the brain what incredible thing he had discovered...
a diary, it was a diary.
Lin Fengqi's diary.
Wen Xia's heart beat a little faster, especially when he realized what he had just seen, he felt as if the blood was rushing up.
He moved his eyes away from the diary, looked up at the bookshelf and began to struggle.
Should I continue reading? Is he peeking at the diary? This is very bad... No one likes others to pry into their privacy.
But if I don't read it...
the contents of this diary are too worrying.
If I don't read it, it would be as if someone said half a sentence to him, then suddenly took it back, and said with a very intriguing expression, "It's nothing, you'd better not know." It feels like
a kitten's paw is digging at my heart.
...Forget it, it's not good if it's not good!
Wen Xia made up his mind, put the book in his arms on the ground, pushed away the dog head that came over, picked up the diary and started to read it.
He turned to the front. Although the diary was well protected, it was obvious that it was quite old and had been used for a long time. The first date was even when Lin Feng was in junior high school. Wen Xia quickly flipped back and skimmed through this period of time. He felt guilty for spying and didn't read anything he could avoid.
Finally, he turned to the high school part.
Lin Fengqi's diary also kept up with his usual style of recording the number of words, without long paragraphs of narration, but the style was still... completely different from him.
For example -
x month x day, 20xx, sunny
I found a cat in school, it looked a few months old, very cute, it even rubbed my belly.
So cute. I want to keep a cat in the future.
Another example -
x month x day, 20xx, cloudy I
went to see the kitten today, and found two boys trying to catch it, and scared it away, I was a little angry.
But why do they seem to be afraid of me? They ran away when I went over. Do I look scary?
Wen Xia remembered that there were stray cats in the school, more than one, and he had rescued a kitten with a broken leg. After sending it to the hospital, the doctor diagnosed that it was basically confirmed that someone broke its leg, but he didn't know which scumbag did it, and there was no surveillance in that area. This incident made Wen Xia angry for more than half a month, and there was no follow-up.
The kitten was later adopted by someone. He occasionally went to the hospital on his way home to ask about it. The doctor said that it was doing well in its new home.
The above were when Lin Fengqi just started school. He was like a child who was full of curiosity and novelty about the new environment. He recorded everything he saw and heard in his diary every day. This part was actually a bit tedious. Wen Xia wanted to fast forward to the part where his name appeared later, but he felt reluctant to do so.
He wanted to see more of the different Lin Fengqi - he had completely forgotten what he could avoid seeing.
Then he saw one day -
on x month x day, 20xx, light rain
A kitten with a broken leg was found in the bushes. It was very pitiful. It didn't look like it was accidentally broken. I don't know if it was man-made.
I bought it a sausage and made a simple cat bed for it, hoping it can survive tonight.
A kitten with a broken leg?
Wen Xia's heart skipped a beat. When he picked up the kitten with a broken leg, the little guy was indeed packed in a small paper box. The box was placed in the grass and covered with a folded short-sleeved shirt as a rain shelter. The short-sleeved shirt was a uniform issued during military training. The "rain shelter" left a small gap for the little guy inside to breathe fresh air, and there was a small half-eaten sausage in the box.
So this was made by Lin Fengqi?
He continued to read on.
20xx, x month x day, light rain
I went to see the kitten after school today. I brought water and goat milk, but someone else found the kitten on the way there. It was a boy, and he took the kitten away. I was a little worried, so I followed him all the way and saw him take the kitten to the hospital.
It's great that the little guy can survive.
The cost of the pet hospital must be high. The boy was very kind. When he left, he didn't care that the kitten was dirty at all, and he put it in his coat and held it. I don't know if he has enough money. If not, I think I can afford it.
Also, he is very handsome. I have never seen such a clean boy.
I wonder what his name is?
20xx, x month, x day, cloudy
I saw that boy in school today. He is from Class 9 and has many friends around him.
I heard his friends call him wénxià. I don’t know which two characters they are, but the pronunciation is very nice. I wanted to ask him about the kitten, but it was too abrupt, and... I asked my classmates, and they said his family is very rich, so maybe he doesn’t need my share.
By the way, he looks very good when he smiles.
Starting from these two paragraphs, records of similar length will appear from time to time, as if the person writing the diary suddenly has a lot more desire to tell.
Wen Xia was a little stunned. After overlapping the things written in Lin Fengqi’s diary with his own memories, he found that this time was much earlier than the time when he first saw Lin Fengqi in front of the mid-term results bulletin board.
These two diaries are from September 15 and 16, and the midterm is in early November.
September x, 20xx, sunny
The biggest gain today is knowing what the two characters in his name are.
Wen Xia.
It sounds good.
Wen Xia appears more and more frequently in the following contents of the diary. Perhaps because the two of them don’t know each other yet and have little contact, Lin Fengqi’s daily records are full of a sense of long-distance observation, such as:
September x, 20xx, heavy rain
I saw Wen Xia in the cafeteria today.
He was in a good mood today. I don’t know why he was happy in such bad weather?
September x, 20xx, sunny
I saw Wen Xia in the afternoon physical education class. He also looked very happy today.
I went to the pet hospital to visit the kitten today. The kitten is much better. It’s a good thing.
September x, 20xx, showers
Grandpa’s condition has worsened again. I don’t know if he can hold on until the New Year. My mother also needs surgery. Today I heard my father discussing the sale of the house with her.
Fortunately, Wen Xia also smiled today. I envy his carefreeness.
I hope he can always be so happy.
……
……
Then, time came to November.
November x, 20xx, sunny
Today I went to see the grades and ran into Wen Xia. He stepped on my foot, but it didn't hurt. He apologized to me. "Sorry", this was the first sentence he said to me. It's worth remembering.
Looking at it up close, his eyelashes are so long and his eyes are so bright, like glass.
Fortunately, I walked fast, otherwise he might have heard my heartbeat.
November x, 20xx, cloudy, strong wind
Today I ran into Wen Xia again when I was queuing in the cafeteria. I was in the queue next to him. In this way, can he see me when he turns his head occasionally?
I hope he can see me.
November x, 20xx, light snow
It snowed today, the first snow of this year. Wen Xia seemed to be wearing too little. When I saw him during morning exercises, he sneezed. He put on more clothes in the afternoon.
Don't catch a cold...
In the next six months, almost all of them were similar diaries. They had no contact, but Wen Xia's figure could be found in every diary of Lin Fengqi. Sometimes, even if it was just a short sentence "Wen Xia smiled today", he would record it solemnly. He recorded less and less about the hardships at home, as if he had digested them silently in his stomach. And he never recorded in his diary the discussions or even malicious ridicules about his family situation at school.
His diary only had everything good.
For example, a piece of candy, the sense of accomplishment gained from thinking hard and solving a difficult competition question, breaking one's own record in the physical test of a thousand meters...
For example, Wen Xia.
The two words "Wen Xia" written by his pen tip are like a good medicine to heal the soul.
The paper rustled and turned page after page.
The cold winter has passed, the grass and trees are growing, and then the branches and leaves are lush, the cicadas are chirping everywhere, and they will stop when the new leaves turn yellow. It's September again, the second year of high school.
September 1, 20xx, sunny
On the first day of school, Wen Xia came to Class A. I don't know why my deskmate wanted to change seats with Wen Xia, but I think it's a good change, but...
Wen Xia talked to me, and I was too nervous to answer him properly.
——Here is the content of the diary that Wen Xia saw at the beginning.
Wen Xia remembered that after changing seats, he sat down and said confidently: "Are you Lin Fengqi? Hello, my name is Wen Xia."
Lin Fengqi turned around and looked at him coldly, as if it didn't matter who was next to him: "Hello."
"I came from Class 9. I may not know some knowledge or something. Can I ask you?" he asked again.
Lin Fengqi was silent for a long time before saying: "... whatever you want."
Wen Xia came back to his senses and continued to read.
September 2, 20xx, sunny
When I got up in the morning, I thought yesterday was a dream. Fortunately, Wen Xia appeared in the classroom and sat next to me. It turned out that it was not a dream.
I really hope that the seat will never change.
Wen Xia likes to talk, but I don't think he is noisy. I hope he can talk more. I like listening to him talk to me. He always smiles when he talks, very cute.
……
……
October x, 20xx, cloudy, strong wind Wen Xia
secretly slept in class today, I found out, but I didn't wake him up.
He is very smart and has good grades in this subject, so it shouldn't matter if he sleeps for a while. But it's just this time, I still have to wake him up next time, sleeping in class will become a habit if he does it too often.
I don't want him to leave Class A.
……
October x, 20xx, cloudy
A girl from the next class put a love letter in Wen Xia's desk, I saw it, very annoyed, wanted to take it out and throw it away... but I couldn't, it was someone else's love. I
accidentally said something harsh to Wen Xia, will he hate me?
Oh, I like him.
Wen Xia's heartbeat suddenly accelerated when she saw this.
This is the first time the word "like" appears in the diary.
20xx-x-x-day, rainy
Wen Xia hugged me! QAQ
Although it was just an accident... I didn't stand steadily, and he took me.
He is so cute.
20xx-x-x-day, sunny
I touched hands with Wen Xia again. I can't let him touch me again. I can't stand it. I will die.
Is there any way to make him not so cute?
Wen Xia: "..."
Who are you?
Wen Xia couldn't bear it anymore. He felt dizzy and wondered if he had high blood sugar. He couldn't bear it anymore. If he continued to watch, he would die.
——Who is this girl with hidden feelings in the diary? ! Lin Fengqi? Is it Lin Fengqi? Is this sweet bean in the human world Lin Fengqi?
Wen Xia closed the diary with trembling.
At this moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. The sudden impact was too great, and he couldn't even sort out his emotions.
This may be the biggest secret of Lin Fengqi that he discovered.
For a moment, it was difficult for Wen Xia to combine the Lin Fengqi he had always known in his memory with this diary. He felt that Lin Fengqi was Lin Fengqi, and the diary was a diary. But the diary is not just a diary, it may also be a person, someone who has nothing to do with Lin Fengqi.
He put the diary and the book back on the bookshelf in a trance, and then left the room. Wen Xia didn’t remember what he had for lunch. He seemed to have ordered a takeout at random, and he didn’t remember what it tasted like. He left after eating.
In this state, Wen Xia was worried about letting himself drive, so he called an online taxi to go to the studio.
On the way, he actually received a message from Lin Fengqi: [You just left the house? ]
Wen Xia wanted to ask how you knew, and then he thought of the surveillance in the living room... Could this person be monitoring in real time? He kept an eye on me when I went out and checked me from behind?
However, every word in the diary at this time emerged in his mind. He was stunned. After a moment, he deleted the "What's it to you" that he had typed in a hurry.
At first, he thought that Lin Fengqi not only disliked him, but maybe even hated him. Now the truth is out. What a joke. Lin Fengqi obviously liked him. But his mouth... I really don't know how he could say such cold words with his 37-degree mouth.
Don't touch me.
Don't look at me.
Stay away from me.
Now think about it, should I understand it the other way around?
Come and touch me.
Look at me.
Don't leave me.
- Damn it.
For some people, Wen Xia hates that they have a mouth, such as Fang Huai.
And for some people, Wen Xia hates that they don't have a mouth, such as Lin Fengqi.
So suppose, Lin Fengqi actually still likes him... ? Then can he read and understand every word that Lin Fengqi says now in a deeper level?
It is known that Lin Fengqi is monitored in real time to know when he leaves the house.
So, does this mean that Lin Fengqi's words, rather than questioning Cha Gang, are actually a kind of... concern?
Thinking of this, Wen Xia retyped his reply: [Why, I can't go out at this time?]
The biggest party: [No.]
Wen Yixia: [Then why are you asking me like this?]
No reply.
The other party is typing...
typing for more than two minutes, typing for a while, pause for a while. Wen Xia didn't wait any longer.
Wen Yixia: [Oh, then if you think I shouldn't go out at this time, then I will go out at five o'clock tomorrow morning, is that okay with you, financial sponsor?]
The biggest party: [……]
The biggest party: [That's not what I meant.]
Wen Xia pressed on: [Then tell me what you mean, who would know if you don't tell me? ]
Wen Yixia: [I'm not the worm in your stomach.]
After sending the last sentence, Wen Xia felt a little angry for some reason.
Yes, he is not the worm in Lin Fengqi's stomach, how could he know what he is thinking? It is just like what Ye Shixue said, he keeps everything to himself, and he can't even express his concern properly. The words he says are so irritating. If it is a little bit related, it would be fine, but it is not related at all!
Who knows that his words have to be understood in the opposite way!
If, if, Lin Fengqi didn't keep those words in his diary, but said them out loud, could they be together?
The more Wen Xia thought about it, the more...wronged he felt.
The phone was silent for half a minute, and then it vibrated slightly.
Biggest Party A: [Are you... okay? ]
Maximum Party A: [I didn’t see you get up in the morning in the living room surveillance]
Maximum Party A: [I’m not sure…]
With the first one, the second and third replies popped up very quickly, so fast that it seemed a little flustered and eager to explain.
But it was enough for Wen Xia to understand what he meant.
He really cares about her.
Wen Xia replied: [I’m fine, I overslept this morning. Thank you for your concern.]
Maximum Party A is typing…
Maximum Party A: [Yeah.]
Maximum Party A continues to type…
Maximum Party A: [That’s good.]
The last three words made Wen Xia’s mood a little better.
When they arrived at the studio, Liu Feisi came over with tears in her eyes: "Boss! Boss, you are finally here! If you hadn't come, we would have called the police!"
Wen Xia: "You are talking nonsense."
Liu Feisi: "I am serious!"
Everyone focused their attention on him. Ah Deng said seriously: "This is indeed true. We called you but you didn't answer, and you didn't reply to the message. We all wondered if something happened to you."
"Nothing happened. I didn't sleep well last night. I didn't hear the alarm clock this morning and I overslept." Wen Xia said.
Liu Feisi's eyes lit up: "Is that so..."
Wen Xia glanced at him.
Liu Feisi chuckled: "Boss, the boss has to have an explanation for skipping work, right?"
Ah Deng nodded and agreed with him: "I agree."
The other three also raised their hands: "Seconds!"
"Okay," Wen Xia said straightforwardly, "I'll treat you tonight, shall we go out to eat?"
"Great!"
Liu Feisi: "Boss, how about going to the rotating hot pot restaurant last time?"
Wen Xia asked the other four: "What about you guys?"
"All right!"
"I want to eat seafood..."
"Then you guys decide by rock-paper-scissors?" Wen Xia said.
The one who wanted to eat seafood was a girl, a 3D modeler, young but capable, who was recruited this time to work on "Flower of the End". Everyone usually called her Yaoyao.
Liu Feisi said embarrassedly: "No, boss, you know I'm lucky..."
Yaoyao: "No, no, no, someone is scared?"
"Damn, who is scared?" Liu Feisi was the most vulnerable, "It's just rock-paper-scissors, come on!"
Two games, three wins, and the result ended with Liu Feisi losing badly in three games.
Yaoyao: "Seafood, great!"
Liu Feisi's eyes were filled with tears, and he kept muttering: "Spinning hot pot... spinning hot pot..."
"Okay, be normal," Wen Xia kicked his chair, "How was your work this morning?"
Liu Feisi stopped joking and became serious in a second: "On my side, the bug that was debugged last time has been fixed."
Ah Deng raised his hand: "The UI has also been adjusted according to what you said last time."
Yaoyao: "I want to make some more changes to the 3D rendering effect, boss, come and take a look."
Wen Xia walked over and said: "It seems that my absence as the boss doesn't have much impact."
"That won't work," Liu Feisi said, "We're all counting on you to treat us to dinner."
During a break from work in the afternoon, Wen Xia booked a seafood buffet nearby, and then sent a message to Lin Fengqi: [I'll be home a little late tonight, and although it's a bit cheeky to say this, if you get home early, can you please take care of Wen Da'e for me?]
He originally thought that Lin Fengqi hated Wen Da'e, but after reading the diary, could he understand that... that was also because Lin Fengqi didn't know how to talk properly? In fact, he really liked Wen Da'e? After all, he wrote in his diary "I want to have a cat in the future."
Wen Xia found that he seemed to be able to slowly connect Lin Fengqi with the diary.
Time is really a magic medicine, and any outrageous things can be accepted in the end.
He even regretted not finishing reading the whole diary. Wen Xia knew it was wrong to think like that, but Lin Fengqi’s diary was a little too interesting.
Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Fengqi’s reply came: [How late? ]
Ha, little guy, do you want him to go home early?
Wen Yixia: [I don’t know about that. ]
Max Party A: [Yeah. ]
Just “Yeah”? Wen Xia was not happy about this.
Wen Yixia: [Oh, I was wrong, maybe I won’t go home tonight. ]
Max Party A replied in seconds: [? ]
He was anxious, he was anxious!
Wen Xia also replied slowly: [? ]
Max Party A: [……]
Max Party A: [What about your cat? ]
Wen Yixia: [You are still at home, so I am going to trouble you tonight. If you get bitten again, you can keep the evidence and I can compensate you at any time.]
The largest party was silent for a moment.
Soon, the largest party said again: [Did you forget our schedule?]
The largest party: [This schedule is with your consent. I think it is necessary to act according to the plan.]
The largest party: [According to the schedule, tonight from 9 to 9:30 is the parent-child interaction time.]
My good man, what is the Ren and Du meridians that have been opened up? Sending so many messages at once?
Are you so anxious?
The more Lin Fengqi said this, the more confident Wen Xia was in his ability to plan and strategize. He now firmly believed that Lin Fengqi probably did not like Liao Xingchen, but was still unwilling to give up on him! Otherwise, why did he have to go through so much trouble to get married with me? Otherwise, why did he keep putting on the ring and not taking it off?
People who didn’t know would think it was welded to his hand. And that weird pet friendship plan… It just doesn’t look like something the Lin Fengqi he knew would do! Okay, now it all makes sense.
Wen Yixia: [Things are dead, people are alive. Is your life just about planning? Can you guarantee that you can act according to the plan every moment?]
The biggest party was speechless.
Wen Yixia: [That’s it. I’ll continue to work. Thank you for taking care of Wen Daye. ]
Looking up from the phone screen, Wen Xia was startled by Liu Feisi who was sitting at the desk: "Is there something wrong?"
Liu Feisi approached with a serious face, carefully examined his boss, and then said; "Boss, are you in trouble?"
Hearing this, the other three people who were originally concentrating on their work also stopped their work at the same time and quietly paid attention to the situation here.
"Boss, I am familiar with your smile," Liu Feisi said, "My dad smiles like this when he talks to my mom."
"Really?" Wen Xia asked.
"Yes." Liu Feisi nodded heavily.
Wen Xia smiled and said, "My dear son, you have three seconds to tell me what you want to talk to me about, or get back to your workstation." He stretched his head and looked at the other three people, "It's also our fault that our workstations are too close, isn't it? Let's remove the rest area next to it tomorrow, and the five of us will split up, and each of us will have an office to work in. How about that?"
The three of them quickly closed their ears.
Well, not bad, the boss still has some majesty.
Wen Xia thought with satisfaction.
On the phone, Lin Fengqi was speechless because of him, and Wen Xia took advantage of the situation and happily posted a circle of friends: [Tonight will be a pleasant night^^]
Setting range: Visible only to Lin Fengqi.
He was sure that Lin Fengqi would check the circle of friends because they had common friends, such as the high school class monitor or something. Yesterday, he saw Lin Fengqi liked a post of the monitor.
Now that he thought about it, it seemed that the monitor was showing off his cat.
Lin Fengqi really likes cats... Ah, what a mistake.
"Pah--"
Zeng Yuan, who had just put the documents on Lin Fengqi's desk and was about to leave, was startled by the sound and quickly turned around and asked nervously: "Boss Lin, what's wrong?"
The man behind the desk was silent for a moment, and his expression seemed a little dazed. It took him two or three seconds to come back to his senses and said calmly: "Nothing."
Zeng Yuan stepped forward carefully: "Then... I will continue to work?"
Lin Fengqi: "Yeah."
After the office door closed again, he bent down and picked up the phone on the ground.
The screen of the phone was intact, but the tempered film was cracked. The interface was still stuck on the latest circle of friends posted by Wen Xia.
Lin Fengqi stared at this dynamic and couldn't help getting anxious.
What does this mean? A pleasant night? Why pleasant?
Wen Xia said he would not go home tonight... What does it mean?
And this "^^", he flipped forward through Wen Xia's circle of friends, and didn't see any dynamic that would bring such obvious joy!
Does he have an appointment with anyone? Who is it? Liao Xingchen? Or Fang Huai?
Lin Fengqi felt that he couldn't think too much. If he did, he would simply be unable to sit in the office.
He picked up Liao Xingchen from the friend list: [Are you free tonight?]
Liao Xingchen: [What for?]
Lin Fengqi: [Yes or no?]
Liao Xingchen took a while to answer: [No. What, is there something else going on, Moo?]
Lin Fengqi stared at the word "no", took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
He told himself to stay calm.
Lin Fengqi: [Do you have an appointment with someone?]
Liao Xingchen: [? ]
Liao Xingchen: [No, how did you know?]
Lin Fengqi: "..."
Lin Fengqi's heart sank.
He didn't even have the courage to ask, was it with Wen Xia?
Yes, compared to him, Wen Xia should like someone like Liao Xingchen more.
Cheerful, easy-going, gentle... and he can even treat cats, Liao Xingchen is indeed much better than him, not to mention that they are well matched, and both parents are very satisfied with each other, so it is normal for Wen Xia to fall in love with
him. Perhaps only Liao Xingchen can heal the emotional pain caused by Fang Huai.
And he... will always make Wen Xia unhappy.
He even made Wen Xia angry last night.
Lin Fengqi thought, and a sourness gradually emerged in his eyes.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is a beautiful and clear autumn day.
And his figure is backlit, forming a lonely silhouette in front of the glass window.
After work, Wen Xia led the four people in the studio to the seafood buffet restaurant to clean up.
This seafood buffet is famous for its taste, except that it is a little expensive, there is no other problem. For Wen Xia now, it is completely affordable.
But being able to afford it is one thing, and whether or not one person has to bear it is another matter.
Zou Boyan Shanshan arrived late, and when he saw that they were all eating, he immediately screamed: "This is too much! They didn't even wait for me?"
Zou Boyan is not like Wen Xia's family, who has fallen into poverty. He is a young man. He has opened a secret room escape game and made some other small investments. Even if he doesn't rely on his parents, he is a wealthy man. When he is free and has nothing to do, he likes to run around and have fun. The place he goes to most often is Wen Xia's studio. He has been there so many times that he is almost the invisible sixth person in the studio. He is good at everything except that he can't do anything. When he goes there, he can only eat and drink for free.
Although Wen Xia's studio only has five people, it has everything it should have. For example, the rest area has sofas, snacks, and games. It is fully equipped. Although the size is a little smaller than that of a large company, it is just right for five people.
"You just come," Liu Feisi, who was reluctant to eat the seafood buffet at first, stuffed a big shrimp in his mouth, "Actually, it's best to come when you check out."
Zou Boyan: "Go to hell."
The weather is getting cooler. It's very comfortable to have a hot seafood or hot pot on such a day. Except for Ah Deng and Zou Boyan who have to drive, everyone else drinks some wine, including Wen Xia.
When they are full, it's already dusk outside, and the neon lights at the end of the street have begun to bustle at night.
The two girls in the studio didn't drink much and said they could go back together, but Wen Xia was worried and asked Ah Deng to take them back. Liu Feisi drank the most and was the worst drinker. He was the one who was addicted to alcohol. Zou Boyan carried him and walked out with Wen Xia.
Liu Feisi was drunk and unconscious. Ah Deng had already escorted the two girls away. There was no one else around, so Zou Boyan asked Wen Xia, "What's the big deal?"
Just like he said, he and Wen Xia were almost friends who grew up wearing the same pants, so how could he not know Wen Xia? Seeing him like this today, something must have happened.
Wen Xia's alcohol tolerance was okay. He looked normal, except that his ears and face were a little red.
"I think you were right last night," he said.
"What?" Zou Boyan thought for a moment, "You don't mean... I said you still have expectations for Lin Fengqi?"
Wen Xia nodded.
Zou Boyan was silent until the elevator stopped on this floor with a "ding" sound, then he spoke: "Is there a reason?"
Wen Xia briefly recounted the diary, of course, without mentioning the specific content, only saying that he found out from the diary that Lin Fengqi once liked him.
"...You also said it was once," Zou Boyan said calmly, "How long have you two been together? Eight years, do you think people won't change in these eight years?"
Wen Xia said, "Then do you think I have changed?"
Zou Boyan turned to look at him: "Changed. You have changed a lot."
"Yes, I have changed so much, don't you still remind me not to get sick?"
"..."
Zou Boyan was choked by him, frowned and said, "It's different. I understand you, and I know you must..."
"Then do you understand Lin Fengqi?" Wen Xia said, "Anyway, I don't think I know him well enough."
"So?"
"So... I want to try first."
Zou Boyan thought he was crazy and wanted to try to pursue Lin Fengqi again. He almost threw Liu Feisi off his shoulder and cursed him, and then he saw Wen Xia took out his mobile phone and made a call.
The call was quickly connected, and the other party seemed to have been waiting for this call for a long time. The man's voice was as calm as ever, but there was a hint of hesitation: "...Hello?"
"I've been drinking," Wen Xia said, "I didn't drive when I went out this afternoon. Have you come home? If you're on your way, come pick me up."
"Okay," Lin Fengqi replied immediately, "Send me the location." After
the call was hung up, Zou Boyan hesitated to say, "Old Xia, you..."
"Try to see what he's thinking now," Wen Xia sent the location and said calmly, "If he hasn't changed, I can stay the same either."
Wen Xia felt that he was still rational.
Yes, he had expectations for Lin Fengqi, maybe he really couldn't let go and still liked him a little, but he was not the 16- or 17-year-old Wen Xia anymore, and he wouldn't foolishly follow someone around just for "liking" him. If Lin Fengqi no longer liked him, then he had nothing to lose, and he could just continue to be the second party who got paid without doing anything. That diary was just a dream fulfilled by my young self.
If Lin Fengqi still likes...
Haha, then he still has to think about it.
Three years of hard work in high school were in vain? Master Wen's principles of doing things do not allow such a thing to happen.
Zou Boyan: "Then I'll stay here with you?"
Wen Xia: "Let's go, remember to transfer the money to me." It means that they will share the cost of the buffet, and he paid it all before Zou Boyan came.
Zou Boyan: "Damn it."
Zou Boyan carried Liu Feisi away. The brightly lit commercial district was crowded with people at night. Wen Xia stood on the street quietly looking at Lin Fengqi.
About twenty minutes later, Lin Fengqi appeared in sight. Vehicles could not enter the pedestrian street, so he could only park the car outside and walk over to find Wen Xia.
Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but Wen Xia always felt that he couldn't see his figure clearly, as if he had merged with the street lights behind him, and then separated again the next second, and then got closer and closer.
Until he walked in front of him,
Wen Xia finally saw his face clearly. He moved his eyes down, lingered on Lin Fengqi's thin turtleneck sweater for a few seconds, and suddenly reached out and pulled his collar.
Lin Fengqi seemed to be frightened by this action, and suddenly stiffened, his neck obviously tensed.
"Where are you from?" Wen Xia asked with narrowed eyes, "Company or home?"
"Home." As he spoke, the man's Adam's apple rolled.
"You're already home, why are you running out?"
"...Just got home."
"Oh, is it a bother?"
Lin Fengqi looked at him and said softly: "No."
"What did you say? Your voice is so soft, you didn't eat!"
"..." Indeed, he hasn't eaten yet.
Lin Fengqi hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and gently held Wen Xia's shoulder: "How much have you drunk?"
"Why do you care how much I drink?" Wen Xia sneered, "Who are you to me?"
The man looked at him with a slight flash in his eyes, and after a moment, his lips moved and he said two words in a very soft voice.
Originally, his ears were not very good after drinking, and this man spoke so softly, Wen Xia was very unhappy: "What did you say, can you speak louder?"
Under the golden lights of the night, Lin Fengqi's cold eyes seemed to be stained with the warm color of the light.
He stared at Wen Xia, at Wen Xia's ears and cheeks stained red by alcohol. Even so, Wen Xia's eyes were still bright in his memory, reflecting his own figure and the bright lights behind him, as if he had a dawn in his eyes.
Perhaps knowing that he was drunk at this moment, Lin Fengqi took a deep breath and whispered, "I am your... husband."
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