"That was in the past," Wen Xia propped up her chin and looked through the menu, "It's okay now."

Eight years have passed, and people always change.

Although Wen Xia feels that Lin Fengqi hasn't changed much since she reunited with him, his personality is still the same, he is not good at speaking, and he is self-disciplined and strict, but his behavior has changed compared to before. When he was in high school, Lin Fengqi would reject people bluntly and would not leave any leeway for the other party. Sometimes he would say

things too bluntly, which would make people feel a little embarrassed. But the current Lin Fengqi... Wen Xia has never seen him in the business world, but she has seen him talking to others at Fang Lianshu's birthday party, and she has also seen him slightly drunk twice after socializing.

He already knows how to deal with people.

If not, Feng Hang might not be able to get to where he is today relying solely on technology.

Every time Wen Xia thinks of this, he feels a little uncomfortable.

Each person gets a glass of lemonade. After Wen Xia finished his glass, Zhou Yixian arrived.

"You two came early enough." Zhou Yixian sat down opposite them.

Originally, Lin Fengqi and Wen Xia sat opposite each other, but Lin Fengqi changed his seat after Zhou Yixian came in. The table for three people was not very big, so Wen Xia moved inside. When Lin Fengqi sat down, their shoulders bumped.

Wen Xia handed over the menu: "Senior Brother Zhou, you order first."

Zhou Yixian did not refuse. He took the menu, checked a few items, and handed it back.

Wen Xia placed the menu between himself and Lin Fengqi and looked at it with him.

Zhou Yixian saw this and teased, "You two are acting like someone who didn't bring books to class."

Wen Xia was startled, and looked up at Lin Fengqi, and happened to meet Lin Fengqi's gaze.

This kind of thing really happened in high school.

Their school does not require students to live on campus in the first and second years of high school, and they can walk to school on their own. Only the third year of high school must live on campus. Wen Xia felt that living in school was not as comfortable as living at home, so she chose to walk to school, and Lin Fengqi walked to school because living on campus would incur additional expenses, and if he lived on campus, he would not be able to take care of his family after school.

In this situation, by chance, they both forgot to bring their textbooks.

The textbooks they forgot to bring were not the same. Wen Xia forgot to bring the chemistry textbook, and Lin Fengqi forgot to bring the Chinese textbook. It just so happened that they were deskmates, and the Chinese class and the Chemistry class were connected that day.

In the Chinese class that started first, Wen Xia discovered that Lin Fengqi didn't have a textbook five minutes into the class. At that time, they were learning a new classical Chinese text, and Lin Fengqi took a notebook to take notes, so he didn't notice it at first. After discovering it, he poked Lin Fengqi with a pen.

Lin Fengqi turned his head to look at him, and Wen Xia didn't say anything, just moved the textbook to the middle.

The boy paused for two seconds, and then Wen Xia felt that the person next to him moved slightly closer, keeping a distance of millimeters from him, and reading the textbook together.

When the bell rang for the next class, Wen Xia poked Lin Fengqi with a pen again: "Deskmate, I didn't bring my textbook either, let's read it together?"

Lin Fengqi didn't say anything, just moved the textbook to the middle.

At that time, Wen Xia looked at the boy's cold face and wondered if he was so reluctant.

Now that he thought about it, he shouldn't be reluctant.

After waiting for a while, the hot skewers were served.

Zhou Yixian is a talkative person. It is not easy for such a person to be bored. In addition, Wen Xia is also a person who is easy to get along with. Most of the time, it is the two of them who are chatting. Lin Fengqi will only respond when he is mentioned.

Wen Xia couldn't help asking: "Brother Zhou, do you often eat together?"

Zhou Yixian: "We get together when we are free, but I have been busy in the past six months and can't spare much time. The last time we met was when he came to the nursing home to check on the situation. He was still hesitating whether to place my aunt there. It has been two months."

"You must sit down to eat and leave after eating." Wen Xia said.

Zhou Yixian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Fengqi who had said very few words the whole time, laughed out loud, and shook his head in a melancholy manner, sighing: "Yeah. There's nothing you can do, someone is like a clockwork, moving his mouth when you twist it, and not moving when you don't twist it."

After saying that, both of them laughed.

Only Lin Fengqi, who was jointly complained about, silently took a bite of the skewer in his hand.

When they were almost done eating, Wen Xia asked if they wanted to order more, and Zhou Yixian said that they had enough. Not long after, Lin Fengqi got up and left without saying a word. Usually, this is to pay the bill.

After he walked away, Zhou Yixian took a tissue to wipe his hands, looked at Wen Xia and smiled, saying: "Speaking of which, I have been curious about you for a long time, but I didn't expect to see you today."

Wen Xia recalled the meaningful look Zhou Yixian gave her after she gave her name in the nursing home: "Brother Zhou, do you know me?"

"Yes."

"Did Lin Fengqi mention me to you?"

"It's not like he mentioned it on his own initiative," Zhou Yixian said, "When he was a junior, something big happened in his family. I don't know if you know about it..."

"Was it his father who passed away?" Wen Xia heard that there was a classmate in the class who was admitted to the same school as Lin Fengqi, and many of the recent news about Lin Fengqi came from him.

Later, when Lin Fengqi proposed to her, he also mentioned this matter, but he only said one sentence and didn't say much.

Zhou Yixian nodded and said, "At that time, I had let him take charge of a very important project. His father died suddenly of a heart attack, and he took some time off to go back to take care of his father's funeral and accompany his mother. Can you imagine that even with such a big blow, he still did everything I asked him to do in an orderly manner after he came back, without any mistakes. The project was very successful in the end, and he made an indispensable contribution.

"At that time, I was still thinking that this little junior brother's heart was really strong."

Wen Xia couldn't help but say, "He...is not like that. "

Wen Xia used to think that Lin Fengqi was born with a heart of stone, as if nothing could shake him.

But that's not the case, he's just used to keeping everything in his heart, digesting it alone, and not even leaving too much ink in his diary.

Zhou Yixian looked at him deeply and said, "Well, he's really not like that."

Zhou Yixian only found out about this later.

After the project was completed, he organized a team building, taking everyone in the project group to play from dawn to dusk, and the whole day was used to relax as a reward for everyone. Although Lin Fengqi seemed to be unsociable, he would not refuse such a group activity.

The last show they went to that day was a KTV, and they sang until almost dawn before disbanding, all drunk.

Zhou Yixin hadn't drunk much that day, so in order to stay sober and deal with the aftermath, he habitually wanted to ask Lin Fengqi for help - after all, this junior fellow student has always been reliable and would never put himself in a state where he couldn't control his actions at any drinking party. But when he turned around to call Lin Fengqi up, he found that he was also drunk.

He was sitting on the sofa with half a glass of wine in his hand. When he heard Zhou Yixin calling him, he raised his head and drank the wine, then stood up.

However, when he stood up, his body swayed, his steps were weak, as if he was stepping on a cotton cloud. After only two steps, he was tripped by something and fell down. Thanks to Zhou Yixin's quick eyes and hands, he caught him and didn't fall to the ground.

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on him, Zhou Yixian was stunned: "Oh my God, how much did you drink?"

Lin Fengqi mumbled something, Zhou Yixian listened twice but couldn't hear clearly, so he leaned over and said: "What did you say?"

"Cellphone..." The voice was intermittent, "Give me...cellphone..."

"Okay, okay, sit down first, sit for a while."

He was drunk, Zhou Yixian helped him back to the sofa, and he fell down as soon as he let go.

Some people put their cell phones on the table randomly. Zhou Yixian searched around for a long time but couldn't find his cell phone. He dialed the phone helplessly and heard the ringtone coming from his pocket.

Hearing the familiar ringtone, Lin Fengqi fumbled to take out his cell phone from his pocket. Zhou Yixian had already hung up the phone and poured him a glass of water to help him rinse his mouth and wake up.

Lin Fengqi was lying on the sofa on his side. The light in the box was dim, and the bright cell phone screen became an abrupt beam of light, which made him squint slightly. Zhou Yixian took the water and wanted to ask him to get up and drink a sip. When he squatted down, he heard him say, "Why is it Brother Zhou's call..."

Zhou Yixian: "Why, are you so disgusted?"

Lin Fengqi said "hmm" sullenly without any hesitation.

This made Zhou Yixian so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I thought he called me." Lin Fengqi murmured again.

"Him?"

"Well, he..." Lin Fengqi stared at the phone screen in a daze, "Wen Xia..."

This was the first time Zhou Yixian heard the name "Wen Xia", and it was also the only time in the many years that followed.

"Wen Xia? Who is that?" Zhou Yixian joked, "Girlfriend?"

Lin Fengqi shook his head and said, "She's not a girl."

Zhou Yixian was a little surprised. Lin Fengqi rarely talked about himself. Sometimes when everyone joked about their relationships, they would inevitably talk about him. A person as outstanding as him would attract people wherever he went, regardless of whether they were men or women. It's just that few people would confide in him because he looked too difficult to approach, like a snow lotus that grew on a snowy mountain and could only be viewed from afar.

However, the few suitors he rejected were all boys without exception. This made others, including Zhou Yixian, naturally think that he didn't like the same sex.

But Zhou Yixian's surprise lasted only two seconds, as Lin Fengqi seemed to be opened up by the two words "Wen Xia".

"He... is very handsome, the best-looking boy I have ever seen. Especially... when he smiles."

"He is my deskmate... we have been deskmates for two years and have never been apart."

"He likes to be lively and likes to talk to people, and I like to listen to him. He makes me feel that the whole world is fresh and not so dead."

"He..."

Lin Fengqi said a lot in a discontinuous and rambling manner, and his pronunciation was a little vague occasionally. When he said these words, his expression was gentler than Zhou Yixian had ever seen, like the thick ice and snow on the snow-capped mountains melting, the spring breeze passing through, and the grass growing. Later

on, the topic gradually shifted from "Wen Xia" to his father. Only then did Zhou Yixian feel the great grief of losing a loved one from him. It wasn't that he wasn't sad, nor was his heart strong, he just suppressed it all and hid it all to himself.

Gradually, Lin Fengqi's voice became slightly hoarse, not sure if it was because he had said too much or because too many emotions were pent up in his throat.

He paused and called out, "Brother Zhou."

Zhou Yixian: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

"I want to see him."

"Who?" The drunk man spoke in a jumpy manner. Zhou Yixian responded and carefully said the name, "Wen Xia?"

"Yeah."

Zhou Yixian didn't know what to say next. He didn't know the Wen Xia, so he had to coax the drunk man first: "Okay, I'll take you to see him. You get up first and drink this glass of water."

Lin Fengqi didn't move, shook his head and said, "No need."

"Yeah?"

"He won't see me..."

"Why?"

Lin Fengqi turned on his phone and turned it off. The sound of unlocking and closing it was like the hands of a clock turning, day and night, never stopping for anyone.

"Because I made him angry."

When the phone screen lit up again, Zhou Yixian saw his slightly red eyes in the brief light.

In less than two seconds, the light went out and never came back on again.

Lin Fengqi closed his eyes.

"I like him..." His voice was very soft, and he was drunk. His floating murmurs sounded like a speck of dust that had no place to stay in the wind. "But I'm not good enough. Standing next to him will make him feel dusty."

Liking someone is not always a happy thing. It's like a glass of lemonade, sweet and sour, and slightly bitter to the end.

This is how Wen Xia likes Lin Fengqi, and this is how Lin Fengqi likes Wen Xia.

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