"Are you afraid that you can't catch up with Lin Fengqi?"

Can't catch up with Lin Fengqi...

Can't catch up with...

Lin Fengqi, who is that?

... It seems to be his own name.

But why does this sentence sound so strange when put together?

Lin Fengqi was in a trance, and suddenly he didn't know whether the words he just heard were an illusion or something else. Some vague memories surged in his mind. He seemed to have heard similar words somewhere...

Where was it?

When Wen Xia came back, he also brought back a few small key chains, one for each person: "Clear the level souvenirs."

When it was given to Lin Fengqi, the other party was slow to take it. He passed the key chain forward again: "What are you daydreaming about?"

Lin Fengqi took it blankly. The key chain was made of acrylic, and it was printed with the Q version of the character named John that he got, and it was very cute.

He looked up at Wen Xia again, but Wen Xia's attention was no longer on him. She took the keychain and went to find the two girls who were about to leave.

"Brother Wen, are you going home now?" Xiao Ma asked, "Do you want to have a meal together?"

They came early in the morning, but they waited for two hours after they arrived, and it took more than an hour to pass the customs. Now it was already lunchtime.

Wen Xia looked at Lin Fengqi, wanting to ask for his opinion, but found that the man was in a daze again.

He raised his elbow and nudged Lin Fengqi, and the man suddenly came back to his senses: "Hmm?"

"Do you want to have a meal together?" Wen Xia asked.

Lin Fengqi said "hmm" as an agreement, but he was still a little absent-minded.

The four of them walked out together, with the young couple walking in front. After Lin Fengqi almost stepped on an empty stair, Wen Xia grabbed him and frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Fengqi was shocked and turned his head mechanically. He looked at his expression, which was a little dull, as if he was sleepwalking: "...Nothing."

"Really? Did you really get hurt when you fell into the cellar?" Wen Xia reached out to touch the place where he was pressed by her, but was grabbed by the wrist.

"Really...Nothing." Lin Fengqi said.

Wen Xia frowned: "You are really weird too."

"..."

"Forget it, whatever you want."

Wen Xia shook his hand away and walked forward with big strides.

He was a little unhappy. Lin Fengqi was getting easier to understand now. It was not just something wrong, but something serious. And looking at the way he dodged, this matter might be related to him.

What else can't be said?

Lin Fengqi followed helplessly, he lagged behind Wen Xia by half a step, looking at the back of Wen Xia's head, still thinking about Zou Boyan's words - "Are you afraid that you can't catch up with Lin Fengqi?"

It must be fake.

How could such a thing happen? Wen Xia chased him? In high school?

How is it possible...

How could Wen Xia be interested in him in high school, that gloomy, taciturn, poor boy whose family was heavily in debt and who could do nothing but study.

There is a world of difference.

Humans can reach out and catch the sunlight, but they can never touch the real sun.

Lin Fengqi didn't know how he ate this meal. His thoughts were in a mess, even more confused than the day when he woke up and found that he confessed to Wen Xia while drunk. After finishing his meal in a daze, it seemed as if someone said something to him. He responded vaguely twice. When he came to his senses, the Xiao Ma couple had disappeared, and he was sitting in the passenger seat of the car.

Wen Xia started the car, glanced at him lightly, and gave an order: "Seat belt."

Lin Fengqi was stunned for two seconds, fastened his seat belt, and asked belatedly: "Where are they?"

"On a date." Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the word "date" was emphasized, as if reminding something.

But Lin Fengqi couldn't remember the plan he made for the date that day. His head was like a ball of paste. As the car shook, he could even hear the sound of water.

This paste was too thin.

"Where... are we going?" He listened to the sound of water in his head, and only remembered to ask after the car had driven a long way.

"The sanatorium," Wen Xia said, "Didn't you say that yesterday?"

Lin Fengqi slowly stirred the confusion in his mind: "Hmm..." That's right.

Passing by a flower shop on the way, Wen Xia stopped the car to buy a bunch of fragrant lilies. There was a fruit stand next to it. He thought about it, bought another bag of fruit, and then put them in the empty back seat.

The fragrance of the flowers stimulated his sense of smell. Seeing Wen Xia put on the wedding ring before starting the car, Lin Fengqi's dull brain seemed to be a little clearer.

He unconsciously began to recall the various times he and Wen Xia spent together in high school, and then he felt that everything became extremely unreal. Like a dream. And he didn't dare to disturb her out loud, for fear of dreaming without leaving any trace.

When she arrived at the nursing home, the nurse came to measure Ye Shixue's blood pressure, blood sugar and other basic indicators. Everything was normal, except for some anemia - this was her old problem.

"I've told you guys not to come so often," Ye Shixue took the scented lily from Wen Xia's hand and put it on the TV cabinet, "Xiao Xia, you too, it's okay if you're here, why do you bring so many things?"

"The one who comes frequently is Lin Fengqi, I rarely come here, of course I have to bring you some small gifts," Wen Xia put down the fruit and put the book in her hand on the bedside table, "By the way, Mom, this poetry collection looks interesting to me, it should be the type you like, I'll put it here, you can use it to kill time when you're free."

Ye Shixue picked up the poetry collection and took a look, with a look of surprise on her face: "I've heard of this poet, but I remember this edition is out of print on the market..."

"I just happened to find it, don't think it's old."

"How could that be? I like it so much that I can't wait to see it," Ye Shixue said, "I'm sorry to have cost you money..."

"It's nothing, as long as you like it."

Lin Fengqi watched from the side, a little dazed.

He saw Wen Xia take a book out this morning, but he didn't pay much attention at the time, thinking that Wen Xia wanted to read it when she was bored outside, but it turned out not

to be... At this time, an old lady who lived in the next room came to visit. She was older than Ye Shixue and had seen Lin Fengqi, but not Wen Xia. After entering the door, she asked curiously: "Xiao Ye, who is this...?"

"Sister Li, I told you about my youngest son," Ye Shixue said with a smile, "Aqi's lover."

Sister Li looked at Lin Fengqi in surprise, then looked at Wen Xia carefully, and sighed: "You are so lucky, your son is so handsome, and your son-in-law is also so handsome."

Sister Li came to give Ye Shixue the scallion pancakes she had just baked. When she saw Lin Fengqi and Wen Xia, she turned around and took a few more, and was very enthusiastic.

Ye Shixue quickly said that it was enough and asked her to keep some for herself.

Sister Li said, "It's okay. I have to go back and make more. My granddaughter is coming over today. The little girl loves the scallion pancakes I make. I have to make more for her to take home."

As she was talking, a little girl suddenly poked her head out of the door and called out crisply, "Grandma—"

"Hey, grandma is here!"

The little girl's voice sounded familiar. Wen Xia turned around and met a pair of big, bright black eyes. The little girl blinked, her face lit up, and she smiled and called him, "Brother Wen Xia!"

As she said that, she shook off her grandmother's hand and rushed over to hug Wen Xia's thighs.

Who else could this be but the little girl who loves martial arts and lives next door to Wen Xia?

Sister Li was surprised and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Wen Xia squatted down and touched the little girl's head, and said, "We were neighbors before."

"Oh, I see. You are the big hero brother who lives next door that our daughter often talks about, right?"

Wen Xia paused. Although this description was strange, it should be him, so he nodded. In fact, according to age and generation, the little girl should call him uncle, but the little girl didn't want to, so she just liked to call him brother.

Sister Li laughed so happily that she said that the two families had such a good fate. Ye Shixue still didn't understand the situation, and Wen Xia explained it to her briefly, and she also called it a magical fate.

"Brother, come and play with me," the little girl still liked Wen Xia so much, dragging his arm and acting coquettishly, "I want to hear your stories about wandering in the world!" She was still thinking about the words that scared the children last time.

Wen Xia was helpless, and looked back at Ye Shixue and Lin Fengqi, who had become mute after arriving here and stood there like a telephone pole.

"Go ahead," Ye Shixue said happily, like a parent who agreed to let his child go out and have fun.

Wen Xia was dragged by the little girl to tell a martial arts story, and the excitement in the room came and went quickly.

Until Wen Xia disappeared from his sight, Lin Fengqi retracted his gaze and opened the bag of fruit: "Mom, peel an apple for you to eat?"

Ye Shixue didn't say anything, but just looked at him with a slight smile, which made him stop unnaturally: "What's wrong?"

"Did you two have a fight?" Ye Shixue asked.

Lin Fengqi was stunned and said, "No."

"Really? Then what's the matter with you being so absent-minded? I think you should just buy a 502 and keep your eyes on Xiao Xia," said the mother who knew her son best. "Do you think I don't know you? You were like this when you were a kid. You behave like this when you make a mistake."

Lin Fengqi wanted to say that he really didn't, but Wen Xia was not very happy. This was a fact.

Seeing him like this, Ye Shixue sighed, "You... are a taciturn person."

Lin Fengqi didn't say anything.

"I don't know how you managed to chase Xiao Xia," Ye Shixue said with a bit of blame and depression, "Xiao Xia is good-tempered and can tolerate you. If it were someone else, no matter how beautiful and rich you are, she would have to break up with you."

Lin Fengqi couldn't stand the word "chase" now, and he became a little restless when he heard him.

Ye Shixue said, "Tell me, what happened between you two?"

This question is really difficult to answer. Once you answer it truthfully, the fact that he and Wen Xia are in a fake marriage will be exposed.

But... isn't he in the process of turning "fake" into "real" now?

His eyes suddenly fell on the bouquet of fragrant lilies blooming next to the TV. For some reason, he suddenly felt... a little weird.

Inexplicably, he glanced at the fruits in the bag and the collection of poems that Ye Shixue had placed on the pillow.

They were all Ye Shixue's favorites.

From the first time he took Wen Xia to visit Ye Shixue in the hospital, Wen Xia seemed to have known everything in advance. Everything he brought to visit Ye Shixue was exactly in line with each other's preferences. But he never told Wen Xia what Ye Shixue liked at the beginning.

Wen Xia always said it was a coincidence, a guess.

Seeing his eyes moving around, Ye Shixue couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"

"Looking at... flowers," Lin Fengqi said.

Ye Shixue looked at the bouquet of lilies and smiled gently, "These flowers are really beautiful. Xiaoxia is very picky."

"Mom," Lin Fengqi suddenly asked, "Have you added Wen Xia's contact information?"

"Huh? Added, what's wrong with you today, you're really stupid," Ye Shixue said with a smile, "When you took Xiaoxia to the hospital to see me for the first time, didn't we add each other on WeChat in front of you?"

Lin Fengqi still looked at the bouquet of flowers, his voice contained some complicated emotions, and he said softly, "But... when he went there for the first time, he brought you a bouquet of lilies." No

one knows a child better than his mother.

Perhaps the tacit understanding between mother and child is sometimes really hard to explain.

Ye Shixue heard something, looked at him meaningfully, and said slowly: "Yes, because we have been friends for a long time. Otherwise, when you were in high school, who gave me the lily that occasionally appeared on my windowsill?"

In order to please the little girl, Wen Xia's mouth was almost dry. When he returned to Ye Shixue's room, the first thing he did was to find water to drink.

Ye Shixue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why does that little girl like you so much?"

"Maybe it's because I climbed up the tree to help her take down the balloon when we first met," Wen Xia sighed, "After that, she always thought that I was like the heroes in martial arts movies, able to fly over eaves and walls."

Ye Shixue was very happy.

The two of them left the sanatorium near dusk. Zhou Yixian was not usually in the sanatorium. This was a family business. After things settled down, he went to manage his own company. I heard from Lin Fengqi that it was also related to smart devices, but they were specifically supplied to hospitals. It was different from Fenghang Technology, which was aimed at the general public.

Wen Xia found that Lin Fengqi's condition was a little abnormal since he came back from telling stories to the little girl.

He still didn't talk much and was even more silent. The look he gave her was deeper than usual, obscure and difficult to understand, as if it was mixed with too many emotions, like a volcano that was about to erupt.

It was so hot that he didn't dare to look directly at it for a few moments.

But it is obviously him who is unhappy now, why is he the one who dares not face Lin Fengqi?

How strange.

Wen Xia was still driving on the way back.

Lin Fengqi looked out the window all the way, and even when waiting for the traffic light, he never turned around to look at Wen Xia. The atmosphere was inexplicably depressing.

This kind of depression was not sinking, but a sense of urgency that was about to explode, as if someone was constantly compressing the air.

When the traffic light came on again, the car moved, and Lin Fengqi also moved.

But he did not face Wen Xia, but took out his mobile phone and opened Wen Xia's WeChat Moments.

Wen Xia was concentrating on driving and could not pay attention to what he was doing.

Lin Fengqi browsed through them one by one, and the few Moments that had caused him to misunderstand so deeply had almost all been deleted - the reason why it was almost was because there was still one left.

It was the one in which Wen Xia took a photo when she went to a western restaurant with the staff of the studio, and then said: I want to bring someone.

He clearly remembered that the previous post was a screenshot of the chat record in which Wen Xia invited Fang Huai to dinner.

Lin Fengqi compared this post with Wen Xia's other posts.

Now he has Zou Boyan as a friend in his WeChat. Scrolling down, he found that among all the common friends who liked or commented on Wen Xia's posts, there was one more Zou Boyan. He found that as long as Wen Xia posted a post, there would always be Zou Boyan's likes and comments, except for one, without exception.

The only post that Zou Boyan did not touch upon was the one with the photo of a western restaurant saying "I want to bring someone here".

Not only was Zou Boyan not there, but this post had been here for such a long time without any likes or comments. This post was sandwiched between the hustle and bustle, feeling lonely and abandoned by the world.

It seemed that only Lin Fengqi could see it.

Lin Fengqi's heartbeat was a little faster, and thinking back to the posts on WeChat Moments that Wen Xia had deleted, it seemed to be the same.

It seemed as if they were sent to him alone.

Maybe it was a bit despicable, but he... really wanted to verify it.

The two returned home in silence.

This time, Lin Fengqi didn't even have the heart to be affectionate with Ah Moo who warmly welcomed him home. When Wen Xia returned to the house and changed into home clothes, he took a deep breath and said, "Lend me your phone."

Wen Xia never expected that the first sentence he said to her after returning home would be this. She was stunned and said, "What for?"

Lin Fengqi pointed to the surveillance in the living room with a normal expression: "I don't know what went wrong. My phone can't watch today's surveillance video. Try yours." There was

nothing unusual. Wen Xia didn't suspect anything. He handed the phone over and said, "I'll make some food for Wen Da'e. Just put some tea on it after you finish watching."

Lin Fengqi said "hmm" and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Wen Xia walked into the kitchen, he pursed his lips and opened not the surveillance app, but Wen Xia's WeChat.

He didn't check the WeChat messages and went straight to the circle of friends.

He flipped through the messages one by one and finally found the one that said "I want to bring someone here". Under the photo, there was a sign that was visible to a certain range.

Lin Fengqi's heart was about to jump out, and he closed his eyes, as if he was making the most important decision of his life. He took a deep breath and clicked on the small icon.

The interface changed -

[Friends visible in this photo: Observe the object.]

Observe... the object?

Lin Fengqi was stunned. He was very familiar with the avatar in front of this note. He clicked on it and was redirected to his personal information interface.

It was him.

It was Lin Fengqi.

This post on Moments was visible only to Lin Fengqi.

At that moment, countless messages were strung together, like a group of meteors across the sky, dragging long tails, creating a unique splendor in the Milky Way.

In just a moment, the night was as bright as day. Wen Xia

was halfway through cutting the raw meat that he had taken out to defrost when he went out in the morning when he heard hurried footsteps approaching from the living room and soon reaching the kitchen door.

He turned his head and before he even put down the knife, everything in front of him went dark.

Lin Fengqi's embrace came suddenly and tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his body.

Wen Xia was startled, and the crisp mint scent penetrated his nose. His mind went blank, and he only remembered to quickly put down the knife in his hand.

"...Lin Fengqi?" It took him a long time to find his voice.

The hug became tighter.

The man's heavy breathing was in his ears, as if the repressed emotions were being released. Wen Xia's mind remained blank. His hands were covered with the oil of raw bones and flesh. It seemed that there was no place to put them. He could only stop in mid-air helplessly, and subconsciously wanted to hug Lin Fengqi.

In just a few seconds, the heavy breathing was buried between his shoulders and neck.

A tingling shudder ran from his spine to his scalp. Wen Xia was about to speak when he suddenly felt the person holding him tremble.

Even his breathing trembled.

The next second, something slightly cool and wet fell on his neck.

Wen Xia was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled again and again, and finally he could only call his name: "Lin Fengqi."

With this call, a heavy sigh also buried deeply in his neck.

The hug loosened.

Lin Fengqi raised his head. Wen Xia had never seen him so ferocious before. His eyes were red, his long eyelashes were wet with tears, and his face was covered with slightly messy tear marks. His nose was also red, and his cold and deep eyes were full of moisture. He looked at him wetly.

It was like looking at a treasure that was lost and then reappeared.

"I'm sorry," he said hoarsely, "Can I kiss you?"

Wen Xia couldn't construct a causal relationship between the two sentences, but Lin Fengqi didn't even wait for his reply, and his flushed eyes had already widened.

A kiss fell.

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