The kiss was impulsive and reckless, but soon became cautious, like the restraint after losing control, and the light taste after being offended.

It was a bit out of order.

Wen Xia had never known this was the feeling of kissing someone he liked. Soft, hot, and light, like stepping on marshmallows. A marshmallow that was about to melt.

When his lower back hit the stove, he groaned softly, and the long but superficial kiss finally ended.

Lin Fengqi's eyes were still red, and before Wen Xia could see the emotions in his eyes clearly, he was hugged again.

This man was like a koala, and he would not let go once he hugged her.

His heartbeats were overlapping, and he couldn't tell whose it was.

Wen Xia still didn't know why the kiss came so suddenly. He calmed his breath and said, "...I haven't agreed yet."

"I'm sorry."

Wen Xia laughed angrily, "You don't even need to think before you apologize now, right?"

"...I'm sorry."

"..."

He seemed to be apologizing for more than just this matter.

Wen Xia pushed him with the hand that had not been stained with oil when holding the knife before: "Let go first..."

Lin Fengqi didn't move.

"Lin Fengqi, you..." Wen Xia lost his temper. He glanced and saw Ah Moo and Wen Da'e standing at the door of the kitchen, talking and chatting. He blurted out, "...The child is watching."

Lin Fengqi: "..."

The koala finally let go of him.

Wen Xia quickly pushed him away, turned around to wash the oil off his hands, and turned around again and almost bumped into Lin Fengqi's arms. He barely held onto the edge of the sink, his face flushed and his emotions irritated: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Fengqi didn't answer and hugged him again.

Wen Xia felt that either he was crazy or Lin Fengqi was crazy.

Did he travel through time? To the future? To a certain year and day after he and Lin Fengqi had been together?

Who is this clingy guy, Lin Fengqi?

He spoke hesitantly: "You didn't take the wrong medicine...?"

"No," the koala answered immediately this time, his voice low and muffled, with a nasal sound after crying, "It should have been like this a long time ago."

"What?"

Lin Fengqi was silent for a moment, and said: "I should have done this eight years ago."

There was a "buzz" sound, as if someone had struck a bell hard in his head.

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was: "You remembered it?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Fengqi's reaction was a little confused: "...Remembered what?"

"Then what do you mean by that?"

Lin Fengqi slowly let go of him and asked: "Have you...pursued me before?"

He didn't remember what happened that day when he was drunk. Wen Xia didn't answer but asked: "Where did you hear that?" It couldn't be that Zou Boyan told him? Is he a traitor to this extent?

Lin Fengqi's eyes dodged for a moment, and then quickly moved back and said: "I heard what you said to Zou Boyan when you came out of the secret room today."

Wen Xia was stunned, recalled for a moment, and quickly knew what he was referring to.

No wonder...

No wonder Lin Fengqi became very strange after he came back from talking to Zou Boyan.

Wen Xia didn't know what to say for a moment. He licked his lips, but was surprised that he had just kissed Lin Fengqi... He actually, kissed Lin Fengqi. His

face began to heat up again, and he turned his face away: "That doesn't mean anything. I pursued you before, but it doesn't mean I still like you now."

But his hand was suddenly caught.

His hand was still wet, and Lin Fengqi's warm fingertips pressed on the ring he had not taken off.

"...Really?" he asked.

Something was wrong. Still something was wrong.

Why did this person, although he was asking questions, have a feeling of "I don't believe you when you are angry"?

Wen Xia turned his head back and deliberately said, "Isn't it? You asked about 'I've pursued you before', which is past tense, eight years ago. Do you still expect me to stay pure for you for eight years?"

"That's not what I meant," Lin Fengqi tightened his hand, a little anxious, "but your circle of friends clearly..."

"What's wrong with my circle of friends?" Wen Xia didn't remember what was mysterious about his circle of friends. Even if he remembered, he didn't think Lin Fengqi could know anything. After all, only he knew who could see it.

But Lin Fengqi said, "Clearly... I posted a status that only I could see..."

The more he spoke, the weaker his voice became, probably because he realized that he spoke too quickly, but the words he said were like water spilled, and he couldn't take them back.

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, and couldn't figure out how he knew that she had posted a circle of friends that only he could see. Then, he suddenly remembered that he had just asked for her phone, saying that he wanted to check the surveillance - was it really just to check the surveillance?

In a flash, Wen Xia figured it out.

His face suddenly fell: "You looked through my phone?"

The force holding his hand trembled, and Lin Fengqi's wet eyes flickered and his confidence was gone: "I..."

Wen Xia looked at him expressionlessly.

He lowered his eyes guiltily: "...I'm sorry."

Wen Xia: "Let go."

Lin Fengqi: "..."

He let go of her hand obediently, and Wen Xia raised her hand to push him again, and he shyly moved aside.

The room was silent. After serving Wen Dayue, Wen Xia washed his hands, went to the living room to pick up his mobile phone, and went back to his room.

Lin Fengqi was left outside feeling aggrieved and annoyed.

Wen Xia returned to the room, still feeling a little angry. He didn't know how much Lin Fengqi had looked through. He clicked on Zou Boyan's chat box, thought about it, and then exited to look through his own circle of friends.

He had posted several updates on the circle of friends that only Lin Fengqi could see, but they were deleted quickly. After all, they were just some small tricks to provoke Lin Fengqi, and there was no value in keeping them. But there was one post that he didn't delete. At the time, he thought it didn't matter and it wouldn't hurt to keep it.

He looked at that post. Lin Fengqi should have looked at this one, right?

The phone vibrated, and a message from Ye Shixue popped up: [Xiao Xia, did you get home safely? I sent a message to Aqi but he didn’t reply.]

Wen Yixia: [I’m here.]

Aunt Ye: [That’s good.] Aunt

Ye: [By the way, Aqi was here before, and I didn’t ask you, did you two have a fight?]

Fight... then it’s only natural that they would have a fight.

Wen Xia looked at the message and felt a little disappointed. Does he have a bad temper? He always unilaterally blocks Lin Fengqi and leaves him speechless... because he is sure that Lin Fengqi can’t get angry with him.

He is fearless, and that’s what I’m talking about.

Wen Yixia: [No... Mom, don’t think too much, we didn’t have a fight. ]

Ye Shixue said: [Aqi is not very good at talking. He has been like this since he was a child. If he makes you unhappy, you can tell me and I will scold him for you.] Ye

Shixue is a mother after all. Wen Xia knows what she means. She doesn’t want him to be unhappy, nor does she want her son to be wronged.

Ever since she knew that Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi were married, she really treated Wen Xia as her second child. Now that she is a close friend of hers, Wen Xia estimated that she has said similar things to Lin Fengqi many times. The more

Wen Xia thought about it, the more he felt that he should be nicer to Lin Fengqi... at least for Ye Shixue's sake.

Wen Xia replied: [It's really okay, Mom, don't go and scold him, we are fine.]

Fearing that Ye Shixue would still think too much, he added: [Really. ]

Ye Shixue didn't ask any more questions, just said that's good, and then asked about dinner and other things.

After replying to Ye Shixue's message, Wen Xia sighed. He lay on the bed for a while, and when he tilted his head, he saw the little robot parked quietly next to the bedside table.

He remembered that the name of the little robot was "Xiaowu". The origin of the robot was "Lin Fengqi failed to give Wen Xia a birthday present five times".

It seems that this incident was not written in the diary...

Or maybe it was written, but he didn't finish reading it. It seems that he only read the diary at the end of the first semester of the second year of high school and closed it hastily. His birthday is March 5th, and going back to that year, it was the second semester of the second year of high school.

How did he celebrate his birthday that year?

March 5th of that year was a Monday, and the new semester had just started.

Quite a lot of people knew his birthday. Almost everyone was paying attention to his birthday at that time. Many people rushed to give him birthday gifts. It was hard to tell whether they were sincere or not, because some people would say something else when they gave him gifts. He received so many birthday wishes and gifts that day that he couldn't count them all. So much so that when he got out of school in the afternoon, he asked Comrade Lao Wen to send a driver to pick him up.

Although Comrade Lao Wen came to pick him up in person in the end.

Wen Shanhai deliberately delayed his departure that morning. He had to rush to attend an event early in the morning, but he waited until Wen Xia got up, gave him a gift, wished him happy birthday, and even took a detour to personally send him to school.

Although he was very busy and it was difficult to see him when he was busy, Wen Xia was still very happy that day.

But he said he would come to pick him up in the afternoon, but he didn't come. After school, Wen Xia sat in the classroom again. When the head of the grade was checking the classroom, he came to chase him away: "It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?"

He looked at the gifts that he couldn't take all by himself. It was impossible for him not to complain in his heart. He could only respond silently and pack up his schoolbag and leave.

But after the head of the grade left, he ran to sit on the school playground again.

He knew that if he was any later, the school would be closed. The school was strict about this. Then he couldn't go out, and Wen Shanhai couldn't come in. Unless the senior class finished the evening self-study, the door would be opened for a short while to let the students leave. But when the boy got angry, he was thinking of using himself to punish others.

Wen Xia was sitting in the audience. WeChat was not that popular at that time. He threw his heavy schoolbag containing gifts aside and chatted with Zou Boyan on QQ with his mobile phone. Zou Boyan went to a boarding school and only went home on weekends.

Zou Boyan said: [Come on, tell me honestly, are you upset because Uncle Wen didn't pick you up, or because Lin Fengqi didn't wish you a happy birthday?]

Wen Xia replied angrily: [What do you care? I'm not happy either. Is that okay?]

Zou Boyan: [Okay, okay, Master Wen, whatever you say is fine!]

After replying the message, Wen Xia looked at his bulging schoolbag, and the fire burned even more. He couldn't help but kick the schoolbag.

But at this moment, he heard footsteps behind him.

Someone was running towards the playground.

He thought it was the security guard or a teacher who had spotted him and was coming to ask about the situation, so he stood up and brushed the dust off his butt. He turned around and saw Lin Fengqi standing there.

The boy was wearing the same school uniform as him, with a schoolbag slung over one shoulder. He was standing against the light and his expression could not be seen clearly. His shoulders moved slightly and he was breathing heavily.

Wen Xia was stunned. He remembered that Lin Fengqi left as soon as school was over, so why did he come back again?

At that time, he was secretly happy, thinking that Lin Fengqi had suddenly realized something and came back to wish him a happy birthday. As a result, the man’s answer was: he was called by the teacher to talk about the competition. He was seen walking towards the playground in the office, and the teacher asked him to come and ask about the situation.

There happened to be a city-level youth robot competition at that time.

The little hope that ignited in Wen Xia’s heart was extinguished with a "puff".

He said "Oh" and sat down again, ignoring Lin Fengqi and playing to kill time in a boring way.

Not long after, someone sat down next to him.

A little distance apart.

Wen Xia was a little angry and a little sad, thinking it's my birthday today, will you die if you sit closer? How wronged you are by sitting so close to your deskmate.

He didn't speak and just continued playing with his phone with a straight face.

Lin Fengqi didn't say anything. He didn't even say "Happy Birthday". He just sat with Wen Xia from dusk to dark, until Wen Shanhai called and endured Wen Xia's fire. It happened that the senior year of high school also had evening self-study.

He and Lin Fengqi separated at the school gate.

Later, in the third year of high school, Wen Xia was too busy that year, and her birthday was not celebrated in a careless way. Wen Xia didn't have much impression of it. At that time, he was also annoyed because Lin Fengqi was not getting along well. He and Lin Feng were in a state of cold war throughout the second semester of the third year of high school - although they were not very close at ordinary times.

Later... they separated, no matter whose birthday it was, they didn't ask each other anymore.

Now, Wen Xia poked the little robot, wondering when Lin Fengqi made it, and what year's birthday gift was it? Was it from high school?

As he was poking, he poked the robot's power button.

Xiaowu: "I'm turned on. Xiaowu, the special robot, is here to serve you."

But Wenxia didn't need it to serve her now. She just wanted to ask a question: "Xiaowu, why are you called Xiaowu?"

Xiaowu: "Because Lin Fengqi failed five times to give Wenxia a birthday present!"

This was an answer she had heard before. Wenxia asked it again: "Do you know your birth date?"

Xiaowu: "I was born on February 29, 20xx! I was born for Wenxia!"

This date... was really my second year of high school.

February 29, this time is the last few days of winter vacation, and the next school term will be the second semester of the second year of high school. Did Lin Fengqi finish this robot at this time?

Wen Xia's heartbeat quickened, and he asked again: "Why did he fail five times?"

Xiao Wu: "Yes, my name is Xiao Wu. I call myself this because Lin Fengqi failed five times to give Wen Xia a birthday present!"

Wen Xia: "..."

Well, I'm back to the beginning again.

It seems that there is no record of this incident in the intelligent system of this little robot. That's true, no matter how you think about it, Lin Fengqi would not record this incident.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Lin Fengqi's voice was blocked by the door, very soft: "Wen Xia..."

Wen Xia turned over and sat up: "What's the matter?" After saying that, he bit his tongue, wondering if his tone was too fierce?

"...It's time for dinner." Lin Fengqi said.

Following him was a coquettish cat meow.

Wen Xia looked around the room and found that his cat was also locked outside.

Okay.

He hesitated for a moment and patted the little robot's head.

Xiao Wu: "External attack detected, please don't pat me, please don't pat me!"

The little robot's voice was not small, and Lin Fengqi should be able to hear it clearly outside the door.

Wen Xia said in a volume that Lin Fengqi could hear: "Xiao Wu, go to the dining room and bring the meal to the master bedroom."

Xiao Wu: "Okay, got the order!"

The little robot's round body slowly moved towards the door, but it couldn't open the door, and Wen Xia was too lazy to open the door. After it knocked on the door three times, Lin Fengqi turned the doorknob and opened the door.

It then slowly walked out of the room again.

Wen Xia sat on the bed and looked at Lin Fengqi at the door.

Lin Fengqi still looked a little embarrassed: "Do you want to eat in the room?"

Wen Xia: "Yes."

The man pursed his lips, said "hmm", and turned to leave.

Wen Xia lay back on the bed, but it was not the little robot who came back, but Lin Fengqi.

He personally brought the food into the room and asked him: "Put it on the computer desk?"

Wen Xia sat up and looked at him.

Lin Fengqi's eyes flickered slightly, and he put the food on the table, but did not leave. Instead, he walked to the bed and called him: "Wen Xia."

Wen Xia crossed his legs and raised his eyes: "Why, is there anything else?"

"Well," he lowered his eyes and looked over, "Can I sit down?"

Lin Fengqi should have just taken a shower and changed into clean home clothes. When he walked to the bed, Wen Xia smelled the refreshing scent of shower gel.

He nodded.

Lin Fengqi sat down on the bed and said, "I'm sorry." He

didn't know how many times he had apologized today. No matter how angry Wen Xia was, she softened after hearing him say so many times: "...Don't apologize."

He didn't say anything, but just looked at Wen Xia quietly, which reminded Wen Xia of his red eyes when he cried not long ago.

"Actually... I'm not that angry," Wen Xia was completely out of temper. He raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, "A little at the beginning, but only a little..."

Lin Fengqi said "um" softly.

Then he asked: "Then... can I hug you for a while?"

Wen Xia was a little stunned, not quite understanding how the topic turned to this again.

Lin Fengqi's ears were a little red, but he looked at him seriously and added: "If you are willing to be my boyfriend."

- Are you willing?

How could I not be willing?

Wen Xia felt his face getting hot again, almost burning him. This time, Lin Fengqi must have noticed it, because he found that the red color on Lin Fengqi's ears gradually climbed up to his neck.

He was sitting on the bed, talking to him with his body turned sideways, with one hand on the bed, but at this time, his five fingers were tightly grasping the quilt.

Even so, the man who was always inferior and clumsy in front of Wen Xia refused to look away this time.

"You..." Wen Xia organized her words, "Xiao Wu is your birthday present for me?"

Lin Fengqi: "Yes."

"Why didn't you give it to me then?"

Lin Fengqi tightened his hand around the quilt cover and said, "At that time I thought... I didn't deserve it."

"What about now? Do you deserve it now?"

Lin Fengqi paused and nodded lightly.

"Why?" Wen Xia pressed.

"I..." Lin Fengqi's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "Now I can give you whatever you want."

Wen Xia didn't ask any more questions.

The aroma of the food quietly spread in the bedroom. Ah Moo lay at the door. Wen Da Pigeon walked into the room with the elegant little cat, jumped onto the chair and sat down, stretching his neck to look at the computer desk.

The two owners were silent and didn't speak.

"How can I not be worthy?" Wen Xia finally spoke, suppressing the hoarseness in his throat, "What I want, no matter in the past or now, is only you, Lin Fengqi." What

responded to him was a warm and firm hug with the fragrance of shower gel.

In the past, Lin Fengqi thought that Wen Xia's kindness and goodness to him were just because Wen Xia was kind. He was the sun in the sky, warm enough to drive away the cold winter. Even if there is wind and rain in his world, or it is cloudy and snowy, the sun will always be somewhere else, never extinguished, and forever magnificent.

He didn't know that the sun only wanted to be a star for him alone.

Just like Wen Xia didn't know that on that spring day when the sun was setting, the boy sitting next to him had wanted to say "Happy Birthday" countless times, and wanted to give him the little robot that he had spent the entire winter vacation making as a birthday present.

But the boy was still too timid, and he didn't give the gift until the sun set and the night fell.

Because compared with the expensive gifts that Wen Xia received throughout the day, his gift looked too cheap.

"If you dare to say you're not worthy again, I will break up with you directly," Wen Xia sniffed the faint mint scent in Lin Fengqi's hair and said viciously, "Boyfriend."

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