It was dark when Wen Xia woke up.

Lin Fengqi sat beside the bed. Seeing that he was awake, he put the back of his hand against his face and asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Wen Xia moved and suddenly felt his body heavy and his face wrinkled.

Lin Fengqi immediately asked nervously: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Wen Xia exhaled, only feeling dry mouth, "I want to drink some water."

"Okay." Lin Fengqi got up and left the room without saying a word.

Ah Moo walked to the bed and put his chin on the bed. Wen Dayu also woke up there. He stretched while walking, jumped onto the bed, stepped on Wen Xia and sat down, snoring loudly.

Wen Xia stroked the dog with one hand and the cat with the other. Thinking of something, his face became hot again.

Shit.

I was careless.

How come he became the one below? Shouldn't he be the one who pushed Lin Feng up and did this and that?

Later, he did succeed on top once, but why did things still go wrong?

Wen Xia was lying on the bed in resentment, and then suddenly remembered something. What time is it now?

He picked up his phone, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

Wen Shanhai, who was abandoned by the two little bastards, was ready to call and curse them, but no one answered after calling several times, and he was so angry that he sent messages like crazy.

At first, he asked in a good tone: [Where are they? How come one or two of them disappeared when I woke up from a sleep?]

Later, he became angry: [You little bastard, are you making fun of your father? You promised to stay for dinner with me, but you ran away secretly and ignored me, right! ]

This matter was really him and Lin Feng arguing about it. Wen Xia hurried to appease him and sent several red envelopes. The blessing messages on the red envelopes were all a cheesy and crooked sentence: Dad, I love you.

Comrade Lao Wen felt a chill: [Don’t try that on me!]

Wen Xia explained: [We temporarily went out to do something.]

Lao Wen: [What are you so busy about that you didn’t answer my call? And you let me go!]

Wen Yixia: [It’s a big deal.]

Lao Wen: [How big of a deal can be than having dinner with your dad?]

Wen Xia’s ability to lie came easily: [The house is on fire.]

Lao Wen: [Haha, do you think your dad is stupid?]

A few minutes later.

Lao Wen: [Are you two okay? How’s the fire? ]

Wen Xia was sitting on the bed drinking the hot milk brought by Lin Fengqi, and replied: [Just kidding.]

After replying, she threw the phone away, and for a while, there was only the sound of vibrations.

In the current state of the two, it was impossible for them to rush over for dinner. Lin Fengqi originally wanted to cook, but was pulled back by Wen Xia, who said it was too troublesome and just ordered takeout.

While waiting for the takeout, the two of them nestled in the bed to watch a movie. It was obviously a suspenseful murder movie, but as they watched it, they kissed each other again. Xiaowu acted as a projector, and the light in the room was dim. No one cared whether the movie was paused or not, until the delivery man called.

At that time, Wen Xia's arrows were on the bowstring, and when the bell rang, he shuddered and grabbed Lin Fengqi's arm. The panting and the sound of the movie mixed together and it was hard to hear clearly for a while.

Lin Fengqi answered the phone with his other clean hand and said "Wait a minute, I'll be right there", then he hurriedly washed his hands and went to open the door. Before Wen Xia cleaned himself up, the man strode back with two takeouts, put the takeouts on the table, and then pulled him to continue what he had just done.

In the end, the movie was over and the takeouts were cold.

Lin Fengqi took the takeout to heat it up, and he didn't stop eating. He stopped eating and came over to rub his head against Wen Xia. He ate quickly, and after he finished eating, he hugged Wen Xia again, as if he didn't want to be separated from him for even a second.

He was a lot clingier than usual.

Wen Xia said, "It's not convenient for me to eat like this."

Lin Fengqi: "I'll feed you."

Wen Xia: "... You're not a child."

After dinner, Lin Fengqi went to throw away the garbage. Wen Xia looked at his phone. Comrade Old Wen ignored him after venting his anger. Instead, Liao Xingchen sent him a message with just two words: [Congratulations.]

Wen Xia replied with a question mark.

Liao Xingchen: [My father just called me and complained that I didn't know how to seize the opportunity and let the good guy in front of me run away.]

Liao Xingchen: [You and your father are honest, right?]

His son is already married, so why does he need a blind date? Comrade Old Wen must tell Liao's father. After hearing this, Liao's father regretted that they could not become in-laws. At the same time, he was very disappointed with his son's lack of initiative, so he immediately called to give him a lecture.

Wen Xia didn't know what was going on between Liao Xingchen and Mingchuan, so she thought about it and didn't ask any more questions.

And since then, Comrade Wen has often called and sent text messages to "care about them", and it's not known whether he was afraid that their marriage life would be too smooth or too unsatisfactory.

Lin Fengqi was the one who contacted Ye Shixue, and the date was set again and again, and finally it was decided at the end of the month. New Year's Eve.

It happened to be a Friday, and the next day was New Year's Day.

It snowed more after entering December, and it snowed for several days at the end of the month, but it was not until today that it subsided a lot. The streets were lined with piles of cleared snow, like small hills.

The sanatorium was particularly lively today, with volunteers from universities and their families coming to participate in the New Year's Eve activities. Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi waited for Wen Shanhai at the door, and the three of them walked in together.

Comrade Wen was carrying a lot of bags in his hands, including fruits and milk, just like visiting relatives during the Spring Festival. Lin Fengqi wanted to help him carry them, but was rejected, so he stuffed half of them into Wen Xia's hands: "Take it."

As they walked in, Wen Shanhai looked at the environment of the sanatorium and said: "This place is not bad. When I am no longer healthy, I will live here."

Wen Xia pouted twice: "Can't you say something good?"

"Sooner or later, I am not as narrow-minded as you."

Lin Fengqi continued: "This sanatorium is opened by my senior brother."

"Oh, that's great!" Wen Shanhai was very satisfied and said to his son, "Look at Xiaolin, you are more considerate."

Wen Xia said: "Are you in a good mood today?" He praised Lin Fengqi so enthusiastically.

Wen Shanhai was in a very happy mood these days. Because two days ago, when Lin Fengqi went to deliver something to him, he ran into Fang Lianshu. When Lin Fengqi called him "Dad", Fang Lianshu's expression was unpredictable.

Who was happy? Wen Shanhai was so happy.

This son-in-law is great!

Not to mention that Wen Xia finally decided on the sea view villa that he had taken a fancy to last time - the property of the Fang family. Although he had to spend money to buy it, seeing Fang Lianshu's reaction as if he had eaten a fly, Wen Shanhai was even happier. He put his hands behind his back and walked to the front of the Fang family villa in a hypocritical manner, sighing: "Alas, our two families are not neighbors in the future. Hey, Old Fang, what did you say before? We are not worthy of being your customers? Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Tsk tsk ,

that's really asking for a beating.

Fang Lianshu scolded him with a dark face: "Don't keep hanging around my door, it's annoying just to see you!"

Wen Shanhai laughed, humming a little tune and slowly walked home.

There was still some time before the New Year's Eve performance. Ye Shixue knew they were coming, so she prepared early. She and Sister Li from the next door worked all afternoon and made a lot of delicious food.

Wen Shanhai came with a bunch of things, and they had to exchange pleasantries. After the two sides got to know each other, Ye Shixue invited them to eat.

Wen Shanhai looked at the table of dishes and sighed, "So many delicious dishes, you made them all by yourself?"

Ye Shixue smiled and said, "Sister Li who lives next door to me also helped a lot. I really can't handle it all by myself." Although she is in good health now, there is a limit. If she is busy with a little more things, she will feel a little overwhelmed and easily tired.

But Comrade Wen was very considerate of his in-laws: "That's really a bother for you."

"It's not a bother. I'm sorry for asking you to come here and not treating you well enough," Ye Shixue said, "It should be more formal." Wen

Shanhai waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. It's not that particular."

The parents of both sides talked happily and had a serious but not serious discussion about the marriage of the two children.

Ye Shixue was a little nervous at first. She had met Wen Xia many times, but she only searched for his father on the Internet. At the same time, all she found was how glorious he was and how rich his family was... If we really talk about being well-matched, it's far from their turn.

In fact, Wen Shanhai doesn't care about these. He only looks at the person.

After all, as a father, he just wants his children to be healthy and happy.

The New Year's Eve performance started at 8 pm.

The studio was neither big nor small, but it still seemed a bit crowded with so

many people at once. Those who exceeded the capacity had to sit on some chairs that the nursing home had specially added in consideration of the situation tonight. Despite this, many people still stood to watch.

The show was quite unexpected and more interesting than many people imagined. At first, the audience who complained about standing to watch were left with only a sense of unfulfilled desire when it ended.

It was almost half past ten, and the crowd left in a bustling manner.

Ye Shixue and Wen Shanhai chatted for a long time. Both parties were very satisfied with their first in-laws meeting today. When leaving, Wen Shanhai patted Wen Xia on the shoulder and said, "Come over with Xiaolin to accompany his mother when you have time."

Wen Xia nodded and said she knew.

Wen Shanhai didn't drink today and drove back by himself. The three of them separated in the parking lot.

The parking lot was quite busy at this time. Many families left the nursing home at this time. In the night, sparse snowflakes fell quietly, and the dim light of the street lamps reflected a warm color that didn't match the cold mountains and waters.

Watching Wen Shanhai's car drive away, Wen Xia suddenly turned to look at Lin Fengqi: "Now that the parents have seen it, we are done, right?"

There were people around, and Lin Fengqi resisted the urge to kiss him and held his hand as the next best option: "Always have been."

Looking at the determination in his eyes illuminated by the lights, Wen Xia suddenly had an idea. He took out his hand and pushed Lin Fengqi in the direction where the car was parked: "Go home quickly."

"Huh?"

"I have something to do."

When he got home, there was still a lot of time before midnight on New Year's Eve.

Wen Xia took off her scarf and greeted Ah Mo who rushed towards her enthusiastically. Then she picked up the meowing Wen Da Ge and took a deep sip, finally feeling like the busy day was finally coming to an end.

But there is one last thing to do.

He pulled Lin Fengqi back to the room. During this period, almost all the things in the second bedroom were moved back to the master bedroom, including the books on the bookshelf and the diary.

Wen Xia looked for a pen and called Lin Fengqi: "Give me your diary."

Lin Fengqi asked: "Which one?"

He was now completely immune to Wen Xia reading his diary. Anyway, he had already read everything he should and shouldn't read. Even if he was not immune, Wen Xia could read it anytime he wanted.

"The one from high school." Wen Xia said.

This diary contained the most secrets of Lin Fengqi, and carried a self-proclaimed one-man dream in his youth.

Wen Xia took the diary, sat in front of the computer desk and opened it, turning to the place where Lin Fengqi really interrupted, which was the record that he restarted when he watched his live broadcast later -

September 20, 20xx, sunny

Made a decision.

Hope it can be realized.

Wen Xia pointed at the article and asked, "What does this decision mean?"

Lin Fengqi's eyes moved slightly and he said, "Propose to you."

The time for the class reunion had been set, and Lin Fengqi thought for a long time whether to go or not. He was afraid that Wen Xia would not want to see him, but he really... wanted to see Wen Xia too much.

In the two years since he heard his voice outside the screen, Lin Fengqi wanted to see him all the time.

He thought, just this once. Give it a try this time.

He had enough reasons and must find a way to convince Wen Xia.

The two made eye contact, Wen Xia blinked, picked up the pen, and turned back to the last article after graduating from high school. The next second, the fresh black ink continued to extend from the diary, word by word, forming a completely different diary with completely different handwriting——

November 20xx, sunny

The midterm exam results were announced today, and I stepped on a person's foot when I went to join in the fun and see the top 50.

His name is Lin Fengqi, and he is a very special person.

Lin Fengqi's breathing paused slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but Wen Xia didn't look at him, and raised the pen and put it down again.

It might be December 20xx, and it might be cloudy

I saw Lin Fengqi while doing morning exercises. Why does the simple school uniform look so good on him?

He seems to like wearing turtlenecks. It suits him very well.

It's really beautiful.

...

The tip of the pen rustled on the paper.

I don't remember the month and day in 20xx, and the weather is unknown

. I think I may have fallen in love with Lin Fengqi.

When writing here, Wen Xia stopped writing and looked up at Lin Fengqi.

Lin Fengqi's eyes were drooping, and his eyes were slightly red.

Wen Xia looked at him quietly for a moment, lowered his head and continued writing. He wrote down every detail related to Lin Fengqi that was deeply imprinted in his memory, one by one, until the end of high school.

He turned back and returned to the last article before, and the pen fell again-

October 11, 20xx, sunny

It came true.

From now on, this day is the wedding anniversary of Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi.

October 12, 20xx, sunny

Living with Lin Fengqi. Although it was in compliance with the agreement.

But I think I am somewhat happy.

Just consider me spineless.

…

…

Time passed slowly until now.

When Wen Xia wrote down two lines of diary for tonight, the faint sound of New Year's bells came from far away.

It was midnight.

His pen stopped.

The moment he looked up, Lin Fengqi's kiss came down.

It was salty and wet with a trace of tears.

The bells echoed in the night sky, and the snow outside the window also passed midnight, falling leisurely. On such a lively night, the lights in the city center continued to burn.

Until the night fell and the sky was dawning, the snow stopped.

It was a beautiful sunny day at the beginning of the new year.

On the computer desk, the diary is still open. The ink left by Wen Xia last night has dried up, but there is a new diary entry, which is different from his handwriting.

The two handwritings are connected from beginning to end. They are clearly different, but they are so harmonious that they seem to be born as one and inseparable.

December 31, 20xx, snow

Happy New Year.

I love you.

January 1, 20xx, sunny

I love you.

-End of the main text-

The author has something to say:

It's over. On behalf of Lin Lin and Xia Xia, thank you for your support and company. Please give me some red envelopes for your comments! I should write some extra chapters. I'll try my best! This is too difficult for someone who is not good at extra chapters (. The

next book I will write is "Counterproductive", which is the story of Liao Xingchen and Mingchuan. If you are interested, you can go to collect it~ By the way, please ask the author to collect it, okay? qaq