The mint smell that surrounded him had disappeared. Wen Zhi's cheeks flushed red, and his nervous trembling eyelashes revealed the shyness of a little virgin.
The wind was blowing outside. Ye Qiao was standing in heavy shadow beside the tree opposite. He didn't know if he saw clearly what they had just done.
Wen Zhi's tone concealed the joy of being infatuated with her partner: "Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were going to kiss me? I was unprepared."
These few short words are profound, lingering, sweet, and quite coquettish.
Si Mingchen said in a low voice: "You kissed me last time and didn't tell me in advance."
Wen Zhiqing couldn't help but look at Si Mingchen's lips. The color was very light and thin, typical lips of a heartless person.
"You remember what happened that day."
Wen Zhi began to rummage through the snack cabinet in the car and opened a bag of cookies: "Is the place we are going to far?"
Si Mingchen: “Not far.”
Wen Zhi: "Are there many people?"
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Si Mingchen: "Not much, a private cocktail party."
Wen Zhi was kissed by Si Mingchen and started to brag: "You are so quiet. I always talk to you first. You should talk to me more."
Si Mingchen thought for a moment and said, "You look very good today."
Wen Zhi grinned: "But Xiao Ming said that I'm like a little country dog and my taste is not as good as before."
Si Mingchen glanced at Wen Zhi and said, "Indeed."
Wen Zhi narrowed his eyes angrily, like a little pufferfish about to explode: "Then take me to the mall. Everyone will definitely dress nicely for the private cocktail party, so I won't embarrass you."
Siming's voice was filled with a smile: "No need."
"You look the best."
Wen Zhi's ruffled hair was instantly smoothed down, and a layer of slight embarrassment appeared on his face.
Si Mingchen is quite good at saying sweet words.
The car drove into a quiet manor, and the attendant at the door bowed politely: "Mr. Si, please come in."
Wen Zhi looked at the exquisite greening design of the manor and asked softly, "Which friend of yours is this?"
Si Mingchen: "Sang Yu."
Wen Zhi followed and said, "Sang Yu? What is his relationship with Sang Qi?"
Si Mingchen's attention was obviously out of sync with Wen Zhi's, and he asked him in a low voice: "Why don't you call me Brother Sang Qi anymore?"
Wen Zhi said frankly: "You don't like him."
Si Mingchen's expression softened: "Sang Yu is the chairman of Mingsang Group."
Wen Zhi: "In simple terms, he is the boss of the entire Sang family?"
Simingchen: “Yeah.”
There is some distance from the Sang family’s parking lot to the lobby. Si Mingchen took off his coat, put it on Wen Zhi, and naturally took his hand.
Wen Zhi looked down at his clothes, which were indeed a bit childish. He would learn the dressing secrets from Ming Yantang some other day.
The weather outside was very cold and Si Mingchen was not wearing thick clothes. Wen Zhi took his hand and tried to put it into his belly, but was stopped by Si Mingchen.
"What's wrong?" Si Mingchen was puzzled.
Wen Zhi looked at him: "Your hands are cold, let me warm them for you."
Si Mingchen tapped his forehead lightly: "Stop making trouble, cover your clothes quickly."
Wen Zhi said "oh" and announced that she had failed in her attempt to pamper her husband.
When we stepped into the magnificent hall, Chen Yu and his friends were already sitting leisurely on the sofa waiting.
Seeing Wen Zhi following beside him, wearing Simingchen's coat, Chen Yu and his friends grinned, "Mingchen, Xiao Zhi is here."
Wen Zhi said politely: "Hello, everyone,"
Sang Yu sat in the middle, wearing a string of black Buddhist beads on his wrist: "Mingchen, it's rare to see you bring Wen Zhi out to play."
Si Mingchen motioned for Wen Zhi to sit down, and took the hot towel handed to him by the servant to help Wen Zhi wipe his hands: "Well, he is not busy today."
Chen Yu smiled meaningfully. It wasn’t because Wen Zhi was busy that she didn’t go out with Si Mingchen before. Wen Zhi simply didn’t like this kind of occasion and Si Mingchen couldn’t call her out.
Wen Zhi replied: "It doesn't matter, we can get together more often in the future when we have time."
Simingchen chuckled and pointed to the next room: "Sang Yu has several alpacas. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Wen Zhi’s favorite animal since childhood was the alpaca, but Wen Qishan disliked the fact that alpacas liked to spit, and he would not let Wen Zhi raise one no matter what.
Wen Zhi nodded and looked at Sang Yu, as if waiting for his master's consent.
Sang Yu: "Uncle Li, please accompany Wen Zhi to play."
After Wen Zhi left, several people on the sofa looked at Si Mingchen at the same time.
Chen Yu started to tease first: "Mingchen, you won't turn back until you hit the wall?"
Sheng Qi peeled the orange slowly: "It's not the first day you know what he is like."
Simingchen ignored them and looked at Sang Yu: "I want you to help me with something."
Sang Yu: "You say."
Si Mingchen: "I want you to help me check Sang Qi's recent actions, especially his relationship with Wen Qishan."
According to blood relationship, Sang Qi is also considered a member of the Sang family. Although he is not very close to Sang Yu, Sang Yu's investigation may yield more useful information than Si Mingchen who directly sends people to investigate.
Sang Yu: “Sure.”
Chen Yu became interested: "How did Sang Qi get together with your father-in-law?"
Si Mingchen replied calmly: "I'm not too sure, but what I can be sure of is that he and Wen Qishan have a very close relationship, and they even teamed up to sow discord between me and Wen Zhi."
Sheng Qi joked: "What's going on? Your father-in-law is giving up his good life to match Wen Zhi with his ex-boyfriend?"
Si Mingchen remained silent, his eyes full of thought.
Sang Yu said: "I will send someone to check right away, don't worry."
Si Mingchen nodded, then slowly said: "By the way, help me check all the information about him during college. If there is any information about his relationship with Wen Zhi, I want it too."
Chen Yu was anxious: "What are you trying to do? Are you torturing yourself?"
Sang Yu signaled Chen Yu not to worry: "Ming Chen, do you feel that something is not right?"
Si Mingchen couldn't explain clearly why he wanted to investigate Sang Qi and Wen Zhi's past love affair, but ever since Sang Qi started to instigate them that day, he felt something was amiss.
"Let's take a look first." he said.
Chen Yu provided a clue, but was afraid that Si Mingchen would be hurt: "Another buddy of mine is quite familiar with Sang Qi. He said that after Wen Zhi was admitted to Tsinghua University, he was with Sang Qi. When Wen Zhi was a junior, Sang Qi proposed to him. If you check, these two time points are relatively clear."
Siming replied: "Got it."
This matter was finalized, and Si Mingchen looked towards the room not far away: "I will accompany Wen Zhi to see the alpacas."
Sang Yu: "Go ahead."
After Si Mingchen left, Chen Yu said, "Wen Zhi's brain is broken, and I don't know when it will get better."
Sheng Qi: "Amnesia is difficult to cure and not easy to recover. But maybe one day I'll get hit again and my memory will suddenly be restored."
Sang Yu looked at the two of them with boredom: "Just treat it as a TV series. You can recover after a collision."
Sheng Qi shrugged: "That's how it's played out in TV dramas."
In the room, Wen Zhi was concentrating on feeding the alpaca with carrots, and he didn't even notice when Si Mingchen walked behind him.
Wen Zhi is a talkative person and can be lively even when he stays alone in his room.
Listening to the childish conversation between Wen Zhi and Alpaca, Si Mingchen seemed to have the illusion that he was in love with high school student Wen Zhi.
"Are you ready? We're going to eat."
Wen Zhi turned around and saw Si Mingchen and invited him enthusiastically: "Do you want to try feeding him?"
Si Mingchen took the carrot from Wen Zhi and passed it to the alpaca: "If you like it, do you want to keep it at home?"
Wen Zhi was surprised: "Can I keep it at home? It smells bad and likes to spit. I'm worried that you have mysophobia and can't stand it."
Si Mingchen: "You can raise it."
Wen Zhi curved her eyes, the more she looked at her husband, the more she liked him. She didn't forget to touch Si Mingchen's waist while talking, and said, "Then we'll go pick it another day."
Si Mingchen nodded and asked, "Do you want to take back the dog that was given to Ming Yantang? If he agrees."
Wen Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Let me ask. I'm worried that Xiao Ming has a close relationship with the dog. It should be okay for us to bring him back for a few days occasionally."
After discussing the purchase of the alpaca, the two held hands and returned to the living room to have dinner with everyone.
During the meal, several people chatted casually about company matters. There were many professional terms, and Wen Zhi was confused.
However, Si Mingchen was also relatively silent. He just listened most of the time, and spent the rest of the time adding food to Wen Zhi's plate and helping to peel crabs.
Talking about wine, Sheng Qi suddenly said to Wen Zhi: "Xiao Zhi, next time we have a party, remember to bring the two bottles of Romanee-Conti 1945 from home so that we can taste wine together."
Chen Yu and the others laughed at the same time.
Wen Zhi said generously: "Sure."
Chen Yu took the opportunity to say, "Mingchen, Wen Zhi has agreed. Next time, don't bring the puppy."
No matter how dumb Wen Zhi was, he could tell that these two bottles of wine had been coveted by these people for a long time, so he immediately changed his words: "Take one bottle, we have to leave one for Sisi."
When Chen Yu and the others heard this cheesy name, they winked and said, "Sisi? This name is so cute~"
Wen Zhi leaned his head on Simingchen's arm, frowned and said to Chen Yu: "This is my name, you are not allowed to call me that."
This time, even the serious Sang Yu couldn't help but chuckle.
Si Mingchen didn't care. He raised his lips and gave the peeled crab meat to Wen Zhi.
"Where is the '45 Romanee-Conti left? You drank the only two bottles."
Wen Zhi was startled, his voice getting smaller and smaller: "I didn't, I just used your two bottles of wine to entertain Xiao Ming and the others."
Si Mingchen tilted his head and lowered it slightly, almost reaching Wen Zhi who was leaning on his arm: "Well, these are the two bottles you picked."
Wen Zhi blushed instantly and stumbled: "I don't know what they are... I'll buy you another one."
Simingchen whispered to him, "It's okay, there's still half a bottle, but don't tell them."
Wen Zhi's face was burning as he enjoyed the excitement of secretly discussing with Si Mingchen.
But to outsiders, these two are simply showing off their affection and shamelessly displaying their love.
Chen Yu felt more and more uncomfortable the more he watched: "Stop, you two, this is too corny."
Sheng Qi: "So, Mingchen's precious wine is gone?"
Wen Zhi said embarrassedly: "I just picked up two bottles that day and happened to pick them up."
Chen Yu sighed with grief: "You have a good eye."
This matter came to an end. After dinner, Sang Yu took everyone to the chess and card room to carry out the usual procedures.
Wen Zhi didn't know how to play. He heard that Sang Yu's backyard had introduced many foreign flowers and plants, so he wanted to go and see for himself, so he said, "Si Si, you guys play first, I'll go to the backyard for a walk."
Si Mingchen stood up: "I'll go with you."
Although Wen Zhi was very happy, he still cared about Si Mingchen's friends: "You guys go have fun, I'll go for a walk and eat."
Si Mingchen still put on his coat: "It's dark outside, I'll accompany you."
Chen Yu and others stared at the two people who left and shook their heads at each other.
The clothes Wen Zhi was wearing were the small vest that Sang Yu gave him, which was very warm.
Walking in the backyard of Sang Yu’s house, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.
The Sang family’s flower garden is almost as large as ten football fields and contains all kinds of flowers.
Although Si Mingchen said it was dark outside, it was actually not that bad. The lights in the Sang family courtyard are a gentle warm white, which makes the quiet night look very gentle and comfortable.
Wen Zhi shuttled among the flowers and plants that filled his sight, like a little deer that accidentally wandered into the darkness, full of energy.
Wen Zhi felt that this situation was very romantic.
He smiled and turned back: "Sisi, did you know that I had a wish related to you when I was in high school?"
Si Mingchen shook his head cooperatively: "I don't know."
Wen Zhi put his hands behind his back and walked towards Si Mingchen in the dual light of moonlight and street lamps.
"My dad once said that when I get my coming-of-age ceremony, he will invite all my good friends to celebrate together. I used to imagine that if we were together, I would definitely invite you to dance on my birthday."
Si Mingchen's eyes were slightly moved, and then he lowered his eyes slightly: "It's a pity that I didn't wait for you to invite me to dance."
Wen Zhi took his hands with both of hers: "Then are you willing to dance with me here?"
After saying this, he said consciously: "Of course, it's a bit childish."
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi and raised his hand: "Okay."
The street lights on both sides cast soft shadows. On the empty lawn in the middle of the flower bed, Wen Zhi put his hand on Si Mingchen's shoulder and danced the waltz with him.
Wen Zhi was not good at ballroom dancing, especially the female steps, which she was a little unfamiliar with.
Seeing that his feet were in disarray, Si Mingchen whispered, "Let me dance the female steps."
Wen Zhi nodded gratefully and stepped forward to hug Si Mingchen's waist: "Your waist muscles are nice and firm."
Si Mingchen smiled accommodatingly and said nothing.
There is a significant height difference between the two, and the switching of dance steps is a little funny. But Wen Zhi thought it was pretty good. He put his arm around Si Mingchen's waist and did not forget to rub, pinch and knead it.
Si Mingchen could of course notice these dishonest actions, but he did not stop them and let Wen Zhi tease him.
In the chess and card room, Sang Yu was bored and looked into the distance. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene.
Chen Yu and the others followed Sang Yu's gaze.
"Fuck, Ming Chen actually did the female step."
"Hahahaha, Wen Zhi is standing on tiptoe."
"It's quite romantic. Is this a dance party for role-playing princesses and princes?"
"I didn't expect Xiao Si to still have a girlish heart."
Sang Yu walked to the window and said, "I'm going to check my flower garden later. If any of them get damaged, I'll have Simingchen pay for it."
Chen Yu nodded: "Okay."
The fragrance of flowers surrounded the two of them all the time, and Wen Zhi's phone played light music one after another, with no intention of stopping.
Si Mingchen asked: "Wen Zhi, are you still logged into your Penguin Space?"
Wen Zhi shook his head: "Since you said that stealing vegetables is not popular now, I won't log in."
Si Mingchen remembered the password of the photo album, and after thinking it over, he said, "In your space photo album, there is a name called My Forever Favorite Collection."
Wen Zhi didn't hear the hidden meaning in Si Mingchen's words, and said casually: "It's you in there."
Si Mingchen's eyes flickered: "That photo album was created by you when you were in college. Was I still your favorite in college?"
Wen Zhi sensed a hint of sourness and looked up at Si Mingchen: "Have you opened the album?"
Si Mingchen: "There is a password."
Wen Zhi: "Your and my birthday?"
Simingchen: “No.”
Wen Zhi: "My mother's birthday?"
Si Mingchen: “Not really.”
Wen Zhi grumbled in surprise: "This shouldn't be the case. My passwords since I was a child have all been the birthdays of my family members. I've never made an exception."
The music gradually stopped, and Si Mingchen held Wen Zhi's hand without letting go: "Could it be that person's birthday?"
In fact, Si Mingchen tried it on the night of Sang Qi’s birthday, but it didn’t open either.
Wen Zhi shuddered all over, with a look of anxiety on his face.
Although his loyal love for Si Mingchen is evident to all, he has lost his memory after all. Could it be that he really had a boyfriend during college?
Avoiding Si Mingchen's sight, Wen Zhi secretly opened his mobile phone and logged into Penguin Space.
Si Mingchen just watched, with the entire phone screen in full view. He was very curious. Did Wen Zhi think he was stupid? Do you think he can't see such an obvious little move?
Wen Zhi skillfully opened the non-mainstream Martian folder, but unfortunately, he didn't even remember the password.
Fortunately, he can change his password by answering security questions.
At this time, a security question pops up: Please enter the name of your first love.
Wen Zhi glanced at Si Mingchen guiltily and wrote down his name.
The program displays: Problem error.
Wen Zhi's heart was beating wildly and his hands began to tremble.
Si Mingchen stared at him, then sighed slightly and looked away: "You and I have never been in love, how could I be your first love."
Wen Zhi's voice was as soft as a mosquito: "I don't know who it is either."
Si Mingchen said calmly: "Let's try Sang Qi."
Wen Zhi muttered, "How could it be him?"
Si Mingchen didn't reply, just looked at his phone.
Finally, Wen Zhi entered Sang Qi's name on it.
The program displays: Security error.
Si Mingchen's expression slowly changed, and his right hand gently fell on Wen Zhi's neck: "Could it be that little Wen Zhi suddenly showed some affection to me, and I forgot about it?"
Wen Zhi said pitifully: "Impossible, I am a person who is loyal to my feelings. If you go before me one day, I will chase you and go with you."
Si Ming looked at him quietly, then pulled gently and Wen Zhi fell into his arms.
"Okay, let's not talk about this first love."
Wen Zhi frowned: "I must find this person today."
Si Mingchen: "Okay, pull him out."
On the way home, Wen Zhi leaned on Si Mingchen's legs and fiddled with his phone endlessly, but he couldn't figure out the security question.
Si Mingchen: "Otherwise, forget it. I'll ask the company's technology if it can be cracked."
Wen Zhi suddenly figured it out: "Sisi, the password of this album can be deleted directly!"
Si Mingchen's eyes immediately fell on it, with a rare nervousness in his eyes: "Who is in there?"
The first thing Wen Zhi saw was his own security questions. He burst out laughing and handed them to Si Mingchen.
"Here, let me show you my first love."
Si Mingchen took a closer look and saw that it was a picture of a superstar who was popular in the 1990s.
As funny as it was, he was still concerned about who was in the album.
"It's in the album, can I take a look?"
Wen Zhi felt a little uneasy, fearing that an ex-boyfriend would suddenly show up and make Si Mingchen sad.
If his beloved husband is sad, he will feel sad too.
But there is no way, the matter is already out in the open and must be faced.
So Wen Zhi gritted his teeth and opened the photo album.
The photos that appeared in it surprised Si Mingchen, as well as Wen Zhi.
Because the photos don't show a person, but some small objects.
For example, a half-used eraser.
For example, an old badge.
For example, a busy road.
For example, a magnificent fireworks display.
Wen Zhi said to himself: "Maybe I named this album wrong. It doesn't look like there's someone I like in it. It looks more like a casual record of daily life."
Simingchen whispered, "Can you send it to me?"
Wen Zhi said obediently: "Okay."
When I got home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Wen Zhi hummed an unknown tune and took off all her clothes, including her underwear, in front of Si Mingchen without any hurry.
Today Wen Zhi's dessert is green Hami melon. From Si Mingchen's perspective, the fresh green color embraces the two round and firm buttocks, which looks pretty good to the touch.
Wen Zhi was very scheming. After taking off her underwear, she pretended to be innocent and walked around the bedroom: "Si Si, where is my cantaloupe-scented shower gel?"
Si Mingchen crossed his legs and sat on the sofa watching Wen Zhi's performance: "Shouldn't the shower gel be in the bathroom?"
Wen Zhi said without hesitation: "I just bought it."
The tall and slender figure gradually approached, and Wen Zhi became very nervous. In an instant, he was wrapped in a bathrobe. Simingchen's slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "Hurry up and take a shower. The weather is cold, so as not to get sick."
Wen Zhi was reluctant to leave.
Sure enough, Si Mingchen was not afraid of any waves.
Less than ten minutes after the water was turned on, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Wen Zhi showed a section of her fair and moist collarbone and raised her misty eyes: "Sir, I forgot to bring my bathrobe."
Si Mingchen had just changed his clothes and looked at him calmly: "Didn't you put on your bathrobe?"
Wen Zhi was embarrassed for a moment: "Look at my memory, I am really a stupid beauty."
Si Mingchen looked at the mist outside the bathroom and smiled indulgently.
A stupid beauty indeed.
She is a silly beauty with all her thoughts written all over her face.
This night, Wen Zhi was destined to fail. Of course, it also has something to do with his tight schedule.
Buried in Si Mingchen's arms, Wen Zhi put the little winter melon aside, and fell asleep peacefully in a short while as Si Mingchen patted him gently.
Si Mingchen hugged Wen Zhi, opened his phone and looked at the photos again and again.
For some reason, when he saw these things, he had a strong premonition that they were closely related to someone.
But, it shouldn’t be Sang Qi.
The next day, Wen Zhi had an announcement in the morning, so he left first with a sad face.
Both of them were very busy and just chatted through WeChat all day. However, Si Mingchen was very satisfied with this frequency. After all, he could go through all the chat records between him and Wen Zhi in just one hour during their four years of marriage. Wen Zhi never came to see him when he was working.
Si Mingchen worked overtime today and it was already eight o'clock in the evening when he got home.
He habitually stopped at the flower shop and prepared to pick a bouquet of flowers for Wen Zhi.
In fact, Si Mingchen has kept this habit since they got married. Every time he works overtime, he will bring back small gifts for Wen Zhi. The proprietress is already very familiar with him.
"Help my love choose a bouquet of flowers. The colors should be bright. He likes it."
Si Mingchen walked into the flower shop and suddenly met an acquaintance.
Ming Yantang bumped into him holding a bouquet of roses: "What a coincidence, you're here to buy flowers too."
The proprietress smiled and said, "Mr. Si often comes here to buy for his lover."
Simingchen nodded: "Good evening."
Ming Yantang was very afraid of a serious, polite and cool man like Si Mingchen. Although he had several boyfriends of the same style, Si Mingchen was different from them.
His intuition is very accurate. Si Mingchen is a man with a strong heart, a cold mind, and rationality, and it is not easy for him to make friends.
He admired Wen Zhi for being able to get along well with Si Mingchen. Usually, when he met Si Mingchen in the business world or at banquets, he would stay as far away from him as possible.
"Good evening. I have an appointment, so I'm leaving now."
Simingchen nodded: "Yeah."
"Is the dog okay at your house?"
Suddenly, Si Mingchen called Ming Yantang.
Ming Yantang turned around: "Huh? Dog?"
Looking at his expression, Si Mingchen could guess that the dog was no longer in Ming Yantang's home and might have been given to someone else.
He didn't want to continue this topic: "Sorry, if you are in a hurry, please leave first."
Ming Yantang understood: "Are you talking about the stray dog your family adopted three years ago?"
Simingchen nodded: "Yeah."
Ming Yantang was a little hesitant, wondering whether he should tell Si Mingchen about this. But thinking that he and Wen Zhi have reached the stage of signing a divorce agreement, it is necessary to tell him.
"Wen Zhi told you that the dog was given to me?"
Simingchen: “Yeah.”
Ming Yantang looked directly at Si Mingchen, with a hint of sadness in her pretty eyes: "During that time, your living room was renovated, and an artistic lamp that you liked was installed on the edge of the stairs. Do you remember?"
Si Mingchen looked puzzled: "I remember."
Ming Yantang sighed, "Although your lamp is artistic in shape, its placement is not very reasonable. The dog was playing on the third floor that day and thought the lamp was a toy, so he jumped on it and played with it for a while. He didn't expect the lamp to spin, so he threw the dog off and couldn't be saved in the hospital."
At this time, the proprietress handed the flowers to Si Mingchen: "Mr. Si."
Simingchen didn't answer, his eyes were a little stiff: "So..."
Ming Yantang: "Wen Zhi knew that you loved that dog so much, how could he bear to give it to me. Wen Zhi called me crying that day and asked me to keep his secret and to hide it from you, otherwise you would blame yourself. He is a stubborn person, he would rather you blame him for giving the dog to me than let you be sad."
Si Mingchen's eyes were filled with shock and he didn't speak for a long time.
He liked that lamp very much, and when the designer asked him where to install it, he really wanted to install it on the edge of the stair railing. The fact that the dog can get up there has a lot to do with the wrong placement.
He took the bouquet and said softly, "Thank you."
Ming Yantang: "No need to thank me. Si Mingchen, Wen Zhi really cares about you."
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