After leaving the barbecue restaurant, the smell of cumin on the three people was blown away by the wind.

Zhou Yixian chatted with Lin Fengqi at the door of the store, waved his hand and left: "Wen Xia, let's get together next time when we are free."

Wen Xia said yes.

"Going home?" Wen Xia asked Lin Fengqi.

"Is there anywhere else you want to go?" Lin Fengqi asked.

"No," Wen Xia said, "I've been out for a day, and I want to go back to accompany my son."

Lin Fengqi said "um": "Then go home."

He likes the word "go home" very much.

Especially when it comes from Wen Xia's mouth, it's better to put "we" before "go home".

On the way home, Wen Xia flipped through today's surveillance. The two little ones were particularly well-behaved. Chasing and fighting is the norm, but it's all playful, with give and take, and no one will bleed.

Wen Xia couldn't help but sigh that he had never seen his bully Wen Da'e so friendly to any cat or dog, and they became good brothers in such a short time. He really has the style of his father.

Exiting the surveillance, Wen Xia glanced at Lin Fengqi.

The words Zhou Yixian said were like a blunt knife, which made his heart ache.

But when he thought of this guy thinking about nonsense all day long, he wanted to open his head to see what was inside.

After Lin Fengqi got home, he called Ye Shixue first.

Ye Shixue got up from her nap and went for a walk outside, and met a few elderly people. She said that Zhou Yixian visited her in the afternoon and told her that there would be a small concert in the nursing home in two days, and she could go if she was interested. Zhou Yixian also talked about this with Lin Fengqi during dinner.

Ye Shixue is full of artistic cells in her bones. This kind of entertainment activities is most to her liking. Her tone on the phone was much happier.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fengqi turned around and met Wen Xia's serious gaze.

He paused and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I'm thinking about a question," Wen Xia said, "I remember you said before that the reason I want to live here is because your mother will come back and we can't show our secrets, but now your aunt lives in a nursing home and may not come back to live in a short time. Does that mean we don't have to live together to prevent being exposed?"

Lin Fengqi was stunned.

Wen Xia continued, "Although this is a clause in the contract, the whole premise has changed now. Should we reconsider and change some of the clauses in the contract? You said a few days ago that if I want to add the commission to the contract, we can change it."

Lin Fengqi came back to his senses after a long time: "Are you... not comfortable living here?"

Wen Xia: "It's okay. Your house is quite big and the bed is quite soft and hard."

Lin Fengqi: "Then why...?"

Wen Xia looked at him: "Then why do you insist that I live here?"

Lin Fengqi was quiet for a second and said, "Because we are married."

"That's a normal marriage," Wen Xia said, "Do you think this is normal for the two of us?"

Lin Fengqi choked.

Wen Xia just looked at him like this, concentrating to the point of being a little stubborn.

Lin Fengqi has never been able to withstand his gaze like this.

He subconsciously wanted to look away, but thinking of what happened today, he pursed his lips, and moved his eyes back, and said stiffly: "I want you to live here, is it not possible?"

Wen Xia blinked, and the focused and stubborn gaze was instantly retracted.

He laughed: "Just say no directly."

After that, without giving Lin Fengqi time to react, he picked up Wen Da'e who was rubbing against his legs and went back to the room.

Lin Fengqi was left standing in the living room, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

His heart was beating very fast, and he felt that he was dazzled by Wen Xia's big smile.

What does this... mean?

In the next few days, every time Lin Fengqi saw Wen Xia, he had to think about what he meant by that sentence, and what that smile meant?

Was that brilliant smile really directed at him?

He wanted to ask, but Wen Xia didn't give him the chance. It was as if that sentence was like saying how the weather was today, which he would forget after saying it, and there was no need to remember it deliberately.

But he couldn't forget it.

Wen Xia went back home on Sunday to visit Wen Shanhai, an empty-nest middle-aged man. After a leisurely weekend, Wen Xia entered another hard day of overtime. He pretended not to know that Lin Fengqi was hesitant from time to time, and was determined to correct this man's habit of holding back.

Ask if you have questions, say if you have something to say, why hold it back.

Don't want to listen? Then don't you know how to take a tougher attitude!

Wen Xia has discovered that the biggest problem with Lin Fengqi's treatment of himself is that he is too soft. He

looks tough with a cold face, but what he does doesn't match that face at all.

On days when they had to work overtime, Lin Fengqi would bring overtime meals. If he couldn't come, he would ask Zeng Yuan to deliver them. This made the studio's people very picky, and they would look forward to the door at mealtime every day.

Finally, after working overtime for a few days, on Thursday, the trial version of "Flower of the End" was launched.

The trial version only released a small part of the game, and it was at most the beginning of the game. The game was launched at 10 am. After a morning, there were already a lot of feedback under Wen Xia's Weibo post announcing the trial version.

[This is amazing, this is amazing. All I can say is, Boss Xia, hurry up, I want to play the official version! ]

[A bit 3D-sick... But this is my own problem. I played it for a while and it feels pretty good. Boss Xia, would you consider releasing a full 2D version orz? Give 3D-sick a chance]

[Has the UI been changed? It's different from what was revealed on Weibo last time. I think the previous one is better, simpler and easier to understand]

[+1, but the current design is quite good. I hope the two can be combined? ]

[As someone who suffers from 3D sickness, I think it might be because the game screen was converted too drastically from 2D to 3D. There was no adaptation process, and even I, who don’t suffer from 3D sickness, felt a little uncomfortable]

[There is so little plot in the trial version. I want to know what the family in the prologue did to Robo/tears]

…

Wen Xia used the afternoon to record some useful feedback in the comments, and deleted and blocked several comments and accounts that came here specifically to cause trouble.

Overall, the demo version of "Flower of the End" received quite a lot of positive reviews in the morning, but the demo version has been online for a week, and the final evaluation will have to wait until the end of this week.

Everyone worked overtime for a week, and the demo version was successfully launched today. The tension that had been broken for a few days can finally be loosened. Wen Xia plans to treat everyone to a meal in the evening as a reward.

This time he did not rush to post on WeChat Moments, but clicked on someone's private message: [I want to treat you to a meal, will you come? ]

Gou Huai: [??? ]

Gou Huai: [You sent it to the wrong person]

Wen Yixia: [No, seriously]

Gou Huai: [……]

Gou Huai: [Fuck, don’t be so fucking mad at me]

Wen Xia didn’t reply, but instead changed a note to Fang Huai, then took a screenshot of the chat record and sent it to Moments, visible to: Observation object.

When a certain observation object named Lin saw this Moments post, it had only been five minutes since the post was published.

Wen Xia’s post was a screenshot of the two-day record, with the caption: [Alas… There may be no one more difficult to deal with than Fang Huai.]

Clicking on the screenshot, one sees a large note: Want to forget.

Looking at the content of the conversation again, Lin Fengqi’s grip on the phone suddenly tightened, so tight that his knuckles turned white.

Want to forget?

Is this Fang Huai’s nickname, or is it a note from Wen Xia to Fang Huai?

Want to forget, that means you can't forget, right?

Lin Fengqi was in a mess, unable to think too much, exited the Moments and opened Wen Xia's chat box: [Are you going out for dinner again tonight? ]

He typed faster and more impatiently than ever before.

After receiving this message, Wen Xia was already tidying up his desk and getting ready to go home, and replied: [Yeah. ]

Observation object: [Alone? ]

Wen Yixia: [Of course not. ]

Observation object: [With whom? ]

Wen Yixia: [Hmm...]

Lin Fengqi looked at this "hmm" and his heart was pounding.

What does this mean? Don't want to say it? Or don't want to tell him? Or... can't tell him?

Soon, Wen Xia's message came back: [Anyway, you know him. ]

Lin Fengqi took a breath of cool air.

He put down his phone and pressed the corner of his forehead, trying to calm himself down.

Zeng Yuan knocked on the door and poked his head in: "Boss Lin, tonight..."

"No."

He also had a dinner party tonight, but this dinner party was optional, and it didn't matter whether he went or not. Now it was obvious that Wen Xia was more important.

Zeng Yuan was stunned for a while, not understanding why the boss was suddenly in a bad mood again. He quickly reported the remaining things and slipped away.

Wen Xia knew that he couldn't take too much medicine at once, so after arriving at the destination, he posted another circle of friends that only Lin Fengqi could see: [This place is quite romantic. You can consider bringing someone here in the future.]

Attached a photo of the restaurant's surroundings and turned on the location location.

When entering the restaurant, the waiter asked: "Hello, how many people are there?"

Liu Feisi answered quickly: "Five."

Wen Xia glanced at him and corrected: "Six."

Several people cast confused glances at him.

"Okay, please come in."

They followed the waiter inside. Liu Feisi rubbed against Wen Xia and asked, "Boss, who else is coming? Brother Yan?"

"No."

"Ah, who is that?" Yaoyao

slapped him in the face, "You are so stupid, can't Mr. Lin come?"

Liu Feisi suddenly realized, "Fuck! Really, boss?"

Wen Xia smiled and said nothing.

They came to a western restaurant today. This restaurant is relatively unpopular, but the food is very good. It may be due to the location, or it may be due to insufficient publicity, so there are not many customers. But the environment of the store is elegant and quite romantic. After

the waiter took them to their seats, he brought the menu.

Wen Xia asked them to order, sat aside for a while, and then got up and left. He walked out of the restaurant and waited for another ten minutes, and finally saw a familiar figure coming from a distance.

He pretended not to see it, turned sideways, and pretended to be on the phone with someone.

Soon, Lin Fengqi walked up to him and stopped.

Wen Xia turned his head to look at him, blinked twice, and pretended to be surprised: "Why are you here?"

It was already dark, and the street lights were on. The shadows of the two formed interlaced shadows on the ground, just like the man's eyes looking at him, gloomy and bitter, and bitter and aggrieved.

He seemed to be stumped by Wen Xia's question and couldn't answer for a while.

Wen Xia hesitated: "We here..."

"There is no place for me, right?" Lin Fengqi replied coldly.

Hiss, a bit fierce.

Wen Xia responded quickly: "What do you mean by that?"

Lin Fengqi: "Literally."

Wen Xia was silent for a moment, and said: "You haven't said why you came here?"

"I'll..." When the words came to his lips, Lin Fengqi suddenly got stuck. The word "catching an adulterer" was not nice. He couldn't use it to describe Wen Xia, so what should he say?

His momentum was gone in an instant. He kept his face wooden and held it in for a long time before he uttered: "...I'll come and join you."

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The second update is here, sorry for being a little late (bang bang kowtow