Wen Xia threw out the word "target" lightly, and then continued playing games, leaving the audience in a long state of shock. It was not

until Lin Fengqi finished taking a shower that Wen Xia said, "Let's stop here today," and went off the air. After he left, the live broadcast room was filled with question marks.

There are no high-rated movies in theaters recently, so they did not go out and watched them at home. The projection screen in the living room was lowered and the curtains were drawn, like a private theater. A cat and a dog were also around.

The only pity was that the snacks at home were finished and they hadn't bought any more. Lin Fengqi went to cut a plate of fruit, saying that fruit is healthier.

The two sat on the sofa, Wen Xia crossed his legs and pressed the remote control, and asked him: "What are you watching, do you have any ideas?"

"Anything is fine." Lin Fengqi forked an apple and put it to his mouth.

Wen Xia paused. He had never been fed like this since he could remember. Lin Fengqi made him feel like a child. With a hot face, he opened his mouth and bit the apple into his mouth, which was full of sweet and sour juice. He asked while chewing: "How often do you watch movies?"

"I've watched more in the past two years," Lin Fengqi answered obediently, "I didn't have much time before."

Needless to say, he was busy in junior high and high school. He was busy in college and started a business after graduation. He had very little time for himself. The fragmented time was used to quietly read books and think about Wen Xia. A movie would take at least an hour, which took up too much time.

It was during these two years that the company became stable and he had more free time than before. He finally had real free time to watch movies, work out or do other things that he would never have dared to think about before.

Lin Fengqi didn't say much about these words, but with just these two words, Wen Xia knew why he didn't have time. What he hated the most was Lin Fengqi's understatement of the past. He knew that Lin Fengqi had not yet learned to use these to please his soft heart, but he would be soft-hearted.

Just thinking about it, he wished that Lin Fengqi could invent a time machine right now so that he could go back in time and spend that dark time with him. The more

Wen Xia thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, so he also picked a slice of orange and put it to Lin Fengqi's mouth.

Lin Fengqi was slightly startled, and his face slowly turned red: "You don't have to..."

"Do you want to eat it?" Wen Xia pretended to be fierce.

"..." Lin Fengqi opened his mouth and bit off the orange slice.

This man looked so obedient when eating, Wen Xia couldn't help but raised his hand to rub his hair: "So obedient."

Lin Fengqi chewed the orange, came over to hug him, and rubbed him. He didn't say anything, but his happiness was fully expressed in this series of actions.

If there was a dog's tail behind him, it might have been swung into a propeller at this moment.

Wen Xia was a little distracted by his rubbing, and quickly brought the topic back: "What types of movies do you usually watch, or what types of movies do you like more?"

"A lot, I'm not too picky," Lin Fengqi said, "As long as it's good."

Wen Xia thought about it and searched for a movie: "Then why don't you watch this one? Zou Boyan recommended it to me last time, but I haven't watched it yet."

Zou Boyan recommended him an old and unpopular movie. Although it is a love movie, it also has a lot of content about friendship and family. When the movie was one-third of the way through, the father of the male protagonist passed away. Wen Xia couldn't help but tilt his head and said, "Why don't we skip this part?"

Lin Fengqi hugged him and didn't let go, and his low questioning voice was almost close to his ear: "Huh?" "

Too sad." Wen Xia said.

Lin Fengqi's father died of illness due to overwork. He was worried that this plot would bring back some pain, so he picked up the remote control to fast forward. But

his hand was held down.

"It's okay," Lin Fengqi whispered, his voice tinged with tenderness, "I'm not that fragile."

"...I heard from Senior Brother Zhou that you had a hard time during that time."

Lin Fengqi looked a little dazed, as if he was recalling, and then said, "Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"When you are at that stage, you will feel very difficult," Lin Fengqi rested his chin on his shoulder, "but now when I think about it, it feels like a very distant thing."

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on Wen Xia's collarbone, and felt his throat itchy for a moment.

Wen Xia's impression of Lin's father was not as deep as Ye Shixue's, but she still remembered it. It was Lin's father who came to the school every time to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Lin Fengqi. Lin Fengqi's eyes were very similar to Ye Shixue's, but his overall facial features were more like Lin's father, sharp and unrestrained, and he looked unapproachable.

But in fact, Lin's father was also a gentle person. When Lin Fengqi was called away by the teacher, he would ask Wen Xia, his deskmate, about his son's recent situation in school. After getting a reassuring answer from Wen Xia, he would smile and say thank you. At this time, the burden of life revealed deep grooves at the corners of his eyes that did not match his age.

Wen Xia only learned about Lin's father's death from the class monitor later. Lin Fengqi had never told anyone, and the class monitor also found out by chance.

Maybe to them, this was just a heavy gossip between old classmates. After hearing about it, Wen Xia wanted to talk to Lin Fengqi for a long time, either to comfort or encourage him.

But he clicked on Lin Fengqi's profile picture countless times, and exited countless times, and the sentence "How are you doing recently" was never sent out.

After the sad plot of the movie, the interaction between the male and female protagonists gradually increased. When it was almost halfway through, the two protagonists kissed each other unexpectedly.

The old color tone of the old movie gave this kiss a unique flavor. The people in the movie hugged each other and kissed passionately and selflessly. Outside the movie, the silence of the two people seemed a little subtle.

Wen Xia's mind was a little not on the movie. He moved uncomfortably and suddenly felt a bite on his neck.

He shuddered and turned his head: "...Why did you bite me?"

Lin Fengqi's Adam's apple slid, and he looked at him without saying a word.

In the movie, ambiguous lip and tooth sounds came out, echoing in the living room. The curtains were opaque, and only the projected movie screen cast colorful and changing light and shadow on their faces, which was clearly on and off, and sometimes they couldn't even see each other's expressions clearly.

When the hero and heroine in the movie rolled together, they also kissed each other.

Wen Xia was pressed down on the sofa by Lin Fengqi. This time the kiss was bolder than before. Lin Fengqi lingered outside his lips for a while, and couldn't help but gently bit his lower lip, and asked in a low voice: "I want to reach in...can I?"

I've never seen that this requires consent. Wen Xia's face was as red as blood, and he said "um".

The tip of the tongue touched the lip carefully. Wen Xia closed his eyes and opened his mouth obediently, and he clearly felt his territory being invaded. What the movie was showing was not important to them at this moment. The remaining sweetness and fragrance of the fruit overlapped and blended in the intertwined breaths, sweeter than when it was eaten.

The kiss ended with a gunshot in the movie.

The two separated a little awkwardly, Wen Xia's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were misty. His lips were kissed red, and there was an inconspicuous tooth mark on his collarbone. The hem of his clothes was also pulled up a bit, revealing his white waist and abdomen, and the tight muscle lines did not enter his pants.

Lin Fengqi leaned on top of him, his breathing was not steady, his downcast eyes were filled with dark desires that were difficult to conceal.

Some things cannot be continued once they are interrupted.

The two of them calmed down for a while, and they didn't know how much of the movie they had missed, so they simply stopped watching it. It was also time for dinner, and the most important thing in the world was eating.

Lin Feng got up to cook, and of course before cooking, they both went back to the bathroom to take a cool shower, which should have been unnecessary.

The heating was on in the room, so it wasn't too uncomfortable to take a cool shower, but alternating hot and cold temperatures would easily cause a cold, so Wen Xia sneezed and quickly wrapped himself in two more layers of clothes.

His cell phone kept ringing, and he picked it up and saw that it was the landlord of his place.

"Xiao Wen, are you home?" the landlord asked, "Didn't you say last time that you wanted to cancel the lease? Our contract is about to expire. I happened to be going back to China today to do something, and I remembered this. Do you think it's convenient for you to go and check the house?"

When Wen Xia rented this house, he could move in with his luggage. It had all the necessary furniture and appliances, and he didn't need to buy any more. Now that he wants to cancel the lease, the landlord will naturally come to check the usage and see if there is any damage.

The landlord is not in China all year round, and it is rare for him to come back to China. Originally, they were discussing whether they could connect via video and check the house remotely. Otherwise, it would be very tiring to go back to China for such a long time. Now that he is back, he has nothing to do, so it is better to do it today than to wait for a day.

Lin Fengqi had never heard him talk about quitting the lease before. When Wen Xia mentioned it during the meal, his hands holding the bowl trembled for a moment, and he asked in confirmation: "Are you going to quit the house?"

"Yes."

Lin Fengqi was of course happy, he was too happy. Because this meant that Wen Xia would stay with him for a long time, and they would no longer have to worry about their cohabitation life.

"I'll go with you." He volunteered to be the driver.

Why didn't Wen Xia agree to save fuel? "Okay, I just happened to have some things that I didn't finish taking, you can give me a hand."

"Okay."

They made an appointment with the landlord, and after dinner they went out together.

Wen Xia was still very caring about the house. After all, it belonged to someone else, and he would have to pay for it if he damaged it. The landlord took a look around and expressed satisfaction. The house was clean and tidy. Even the sofa that was replaced after being damaged by the cat was in line with the decoration style of the whole house. He couldn't help but feel reluctant to leave, saying that he might not be able to find a tenant as good as Wen Xia in the future. If possible, he really hoped that he would rent it for a longer period of time.

Wen Xia smiled and said, "I think so too. I am really comfortable living in your house."

The landlord sighed regretfully and asked him, "Where do you live now? Before you came, I heard from the family next door that you haven't been back to live for a while."

"I'm living with my boyfriend now." Wen Xia raised his chin towards Lin Fengqi who was helping him pack his things, smiled and said without hesitation.

The landlord looked at Lin Fengqi in surprise. He originally thought that the two were friends, but he also felt that it was expected. After all, if they were friends, the atmosphere between them seemed too intimate. Too intimate to be like friends.

He often lives abroad, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

He smiled and said politely: "You two are a good match." The one who answered him was Lin Fengqi who was passing by with something in his arms. He nodded and said seriously: "Thank you."

Wen Xia was very happy.

"So are you also renting a house together?" Anyway, there was nothing to do, so the landlord asked casually, "Or are you planning to buy a new house for your wedding?"

"It's his house," Wen Xia said, "but I should live there temporarily. I plan to see if there is a suitable house in a while and buy one for myself."

"Pop".

The sound of something falling to the ground.

Wen Xia turned around and looked: "What's wrong?"

Lin Fengqi stood there for two seconds, then bent down to pick up the book that fell on the ground: "...Nothing, my hand slipped." His heart also slid hard.

Live there temporarily...Buy yourself a house...

In other words, Wen Xia wants to move out? !

The author has something to say:

I felt something was wrong after writing most of it, so I deleted it all and rewrote it orz, sorry that the updates have been late recently...

Maybe, it will be almost finished by the end of this month8, so in order to control the progress, I will basically do it three times a day by the end_(:з」∠)_This