It rained a little at noon and the weather became even cooler in the afternoon.
Lu Wenxing and Yan Xinyu sat in the coffee shop and ordered a hot drink each.
Yan Xinyu is a slow-warm person, but becomes a chatterbox once she gets familiar with people, especially in a foreign country, where Lu Wenxing becomes her only friend.
Lu Wenxing held the tablet and concentrated on coloring the illustrations.
"You finished it so quickly?"
Yan Xinyu sat opposite Lu Wenxing, holding a cup of hot drink in her hand, biting the rim of the cup, and leaning over to look at the tablet in Lu Wenxing's hand.
Students at Y University have more free time than those at C University, but it’s not because they have less homework. Instead, the reason is that the classes at Y University are not very long per week. The first few classes are used to review students’ works, while the rest of the classes give students enough time to create.
An illustration needs to be submitted every two weeks, comments will be given every single week, and homework will be submitted every two weeks.
Lu Wenxing and Yan Xinyu are in the biweekly class, but Yan Xinyu is not used to this class mode yet. She likes to draw in places where there is no one. Lu Wenxing, on the other hand, seems to be adapting well.
"The deadline is Friday, and today is only Wednesday. Aren't you working too fast?"
Yan Xinyu couldn't sit still and stood beside Lu Wenxing to watch.
The main color is dark red, and a huge white fox occupies half of the drawing paper.
There is a gorgeous plum blossom printed between the white fox's eyebrows, and its body looks like misty white smoke.
There is a girl in a red gauze skirt under the tree. There is also a red plum blossom mark on her forehead. The girl's slender fingers are pinching the petals, and her thin lips are stained with the bright red of the plum blossom.
This is a Chinese-style illustration. The details have not been processed yet, but Yan Xinyu can already tell from the painting that the girl is the white fox transformed.
"You're almost done, but I haven't even started yet." Yan Xinyu sighed, "Ah, I don't know what to draw yet."
Listening to Yan Xinyu's wailing, Lu Wenxing looked at her helplessly, "You're not without ideas, you're just procrastinating."
Yan Xinyu curled her lips, and then remembered another thing.
"By the way, the art gallery next door to us will be open this Friday, and there will be an exhibition of famous paintings. Do you want to go and take a look?"
Lu Wenxing raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Where did you hear this news?"
"I saw it on the campus website." Yan Xinyu put down the hot drink in her hand and asked, "Are you going or not?"
"go."
It is already evening in country Y, but it is morning in China.
Wen Huaihe dressed neatly early in the morning and walked down from the second floor carrying a suitcase. Ji Yuan was sitting at the dining table. I don't know what Wen Zheng said, but Ji Yuan was laughing happily.
Wen Huaihe was in a good mood today, and there was a smile in his eyes.
"Good morning."
"morning."
"morning."
Wen Huaihe sat down with a smile on his face. The aunt had already brought the corn soup. "Mr. Wen, your soup."
"Thanks."
After drinking a mouthful of soup, Wen Huaihe reached for the toast on the table and said, "I have a flight at ten o'clock. I'll leave after I finish eating."
He thought his wife and son would be resentful, but strangely they didn't react much.
Isn't this right?
When Wen Huaihe first learned that Lu Wenxing was his youngest son, he was overjoyed and wanted to go look for him, but Ji Yuan told him that Xingxing had already gone abroad.
Then, Ji Yuan said in a very low-key manner that she, Xingxing, and Wen Zheng had a very happy dinner together.
Wen Huaihe's depressed mood suddenly turned into resentful. He, as a father, didn't even have the chance to see his children, yet they were having dinner happily?
But it doesn't matter.
He was about to see Xingxing, and when he thought about hearing Xingxing calling him "Dad" soon, it didn't matter that his wife carried his and their younger son's backs to eat. Wen Huaihe generously forgave his wife and older son.
He was even considerate of Ji Yuan and Wen Zheng, knowing that they couldn't see the stars for the time being and would definitely feel a psychological gap.
So, at the dining table.
Wen Huaihe kept a stern face, trying not to appear too excited.
After breakfast, Wen Huaihe's driver was already waiting outside. He was pushing his suitcase and was about to say goodbye to Ji Yuan and Wen Zheng, but...
His wife and eldest son followed him with suitcases that appeared out of nowhere. "We also have flights at the same time, so let's go together."
Wen Huaihe: “…”
Along the way, Wen Huaihe seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"That's right, I think there will be enough time to hold a new product launch conference after meeting the stars." Ji Yuan smiled like a flower, unable to hide her joy.
Wen Zheng was calmer. He said seriously, "Mr. Wang's flight is the day after tomorrow. In order not to seem too deliberate, I should go to Country Y in advance to wait for him."
Wen Huaihe, who thought he could recognize Xingxing earlier, said: "..."
After getting off the plane, it was already evening in Country Y.
The person who came to pick me up was Mr. He's assistant, a young man in a black suit, "Hello, Mr. Wen!"
The assistant had seen Wen Huaihe before and recognized them in the crowd at a glance, "Mrs. Wen and Young Master Wen are here too?"
"We came together because we had something to do in Country Y." Ji Yuan didn't expect Wen Huaihe to really come to the exhibition, and was a little surprised to see Mr. He's assistant.
"Xiao Xu, are you going to hold an exhibition on Friday?"
"Yes." Xiao Xu smiled and led them forward, "Mrs. Wen and the young master can come together if they have time."
Xiao Xu drove them to the hotel and helped him check in. He handed them two room cards.
"Our Mr. He also lives here. I'll give him a call."
After Xiao Xu left, Ji Yuan looked at Wen Zheng suspiciously. "Were you really invited to attend the exhibition?"
Wen Huaihe replied solemnly, "Of course."
After a while, Mr. He, who was nearly 40 years old, walked out of the elevator.
"President Wen, you are finally here."
The two shook hands briefly, "Madam is getting more and more beautiful, and the young master is still so handsome."
"Mr. He is really good at talking." Ji Yuan greeted him with a smile.
"Well, I've set a plan, let's all go together."
"Mr. He's exhibition started quite suddenly. Why did he announce it so soon?" Ji Yuan asked jokingly, "If our Lao He didn't have time to come, wouldn't he have missed a visual feast?"
He Yi smiled so much that his eye wrinkles appeared. "This time, thanks to Mr. Wen's help, I got two famous paintings. As soon as the exhibition time was decided, the partner called me immediately."
"Mrs. Wen, you've come to the right place. The paintings in this exhibition are all rare collections. I rented them from collectors, and this number will be needed for one day's exhibition." He Yi pointed at a number and said.
"I originally thought that this cooperation could not be negotiated, but Lao Wen persuaded me not to give up and asked me to try to advance the exhibition time. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. The company that was going to hold the exhibition had some problems, so I picked up this opportunity."
Ji Yuan said "Oh" in an ambiguous tone, "It was our Lao He who advised you to move up the time?"
He Yi didn't hear anything wrong and kept praising Wen Huaihe.
"Yes, thanks to Mr. Wen. When I return home, I will definitely come to thank you."
Wen Huaihe made a "tsk" sound and wished he could cover He Yi's mouth. Why did this guy talk so much?
"Well, shouldn't Mr. He discuss the exhibition next Friday?"
"Oh, yes! I have also invited a few partners. I will talk about it at the dinner later."
In the morning, Lu Wenxing received a message from Wen Zheng and guessed that the other party did not call him because he was worried about waking him up.
Wen Zheng asked him if he had many classes today and if he had time to eat together.
After seeing this, Lu Wenxing called Wen Zheng back directly, and the two agreed to have dinner together at 7 o'clock in the evening.
Lu Wenxing did not have classes this afternoon, but Wen Zheng did not tell him in advance that he had already agreed to a social activity with the photography group yesterday, and several members of the group would go to the suburbs to collect materials together.
It was already half past six when he returned in his classmate's car, half an hour before the agreed time. Lu Wenxing took a taxi to the hotel.
Twenty minutes later, he walked into the hotel lobby at exactly six-fifty.
He had asked Wen Zheng in advance and knew that Ji Yuan would also come, but when he saw the strange man sitting next to Ji Yuan, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"The stars are coming."
"I'm sorry to be here so late."
"It's okay. Are you hungry? Eat something first." The hotel Wen Zheng booked serves Chinese food, and considering Lu Wenxing's taste, he finally chose this hotel.
"How was your stay in Country Y for a few days? Are you used to the food?" Ji Yuan was worried that Lu Wenxing would not be able to get used to the Western food in Country Y.
"Yes, there are many international students from Country Y, and the cafeteria serves Chinese food."
"That's good."
Lu Wenxing glanced at Wen Huaihe who was staring at him eagerly. He didn't know the other person's identity and didn't know how to address him.
“This is my dad.”
After Wen Zheng finished his introduction, Lu Wenxing nodded, "Hello, Uncle Wen."
Lu Wenxing looked at Wen Huaihe a few more times. Just as Ji Yuan said, Wen Zheng did not look like his father.
"Don't stand, Xingxing, sit here." Wen Huaihe wanted Lu Wenxing to sit next to him, but Ji Yuan interrupted him, "Xingxing, sit here with me."
Wen Huaihe called the hotel waiter with an expressionless face, like a food delivery service, and asked the waiter to serve the dishes that had been ordered in advance.
Before Lu Wenxing arrived, Ji Yuan had ordered a few dishes in advance, worried that he would be hungry if it was too late.
"Actually, I asked you to come here today because of something very important."
"Auntie, please tell me."
"Let's talk about it after we finish eating."
While the dishes were being served, Lu Wenxing took out the gifts he had prepared. "This is for Brother Wen, and for Auntie."
After saying that, he looked at Wen Huaihe with a hint of apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that uncle would be coming, so I didn't prepare anything. I'll make it up to you next time."
"It's okay. It's okay."
Ji Yuan smiled in surprise and took the gift box, "Can I open it?"
Seeing Lu Wenxing nod, Ji Yuan and Wen Zheng happily opened the gifts in front of Wen Huaihe.
Wen Huaihe said that he didn't care, but his eyes were staring at the two of them.
Wen Zheng was given a navy blue tie, which went really well with the suit he was wearing today.
Ji Yuan’s gift box was small and exquisite. It contained a pair of blue glazed deer antler necklaces. The shape of the antlers also resembled falling snowflakes, with blue glazed inlay in the middle.
“So beautiful.”
"Do you like it?"
"I like it." Ji Yuan's eyes curved, and the corners of her mouth kept smiling, "I like it very much."
"Honey, do you think the necklace Xingxing gave me is pretty?"
Wen Huaihe was not jealous at all. He replied with a stern face, "It looks good."
Wen Zheng didn't dare to show off like his mother did. He casually closed the box and opened it again, carefully touching the smooth and comfortable fabric.
"Xingxing, can you help me put it on?"
"Ah?" Lu Wenxing was a little confused by this request. It was indeed inconvenient for Wen Zheng to sit next to him, but Wen Huaihe was sitting next to Ji Yuan, so why should he wear it?
Would it be inappropriate?
Before Lu Wenxing could think too much, Ji Yuan smiled faintly and explained, "I can't button it myself, and my husband... well, his hands are shaking, so he may not be able to button it even if he tries for a long time."
Lu Wenxing glanced at Wen Huaihe, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. But he didn't mean to stop him. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said "OK".
Lu Wenxing took out the deer antler necklace, and Ji Yuan moved the chair a little closer to Lu Wenxing to make it easier for him to move.
When buttoning Ji Yuan's shirt, Lu Wenxing accidentally saw a very light mole on her delicate and smooth swan neck.
In an instant, it seemed as if something hit Lu Wenxing's brain heavily. With a bang, vague memories suddenly flooded into his brain.
It is still that familiar garden in my memory.
A boy was running in the garden and turned a corner and ran into a woman's arms.
“Stop running.”
"Then mom, hold me for a minute." "Yesterday you said you were grown up and didn't want to be held, why are you so proactive today?" The woman gently tidied up the boy's hair, "Look at you, you're sweating all over."
"He must want some toy again, and he's just being nice on purpose."
"No, huh." The boy stuck out his tongue at his brother. "Mom, hug me."
A faint smile flashed in the woman's eyes. "Okay, hug our lovely little star."
"Tell mom what you want?" The woman bent down and picked up the boy. A sweet smile appeared on the boy's delicate face like a doll. Before the woman could react, the boy hugged her neck and kissed her on the cheek.
"I want to give my mother a kiss."
The woman was stunned for a moment, then she smiled softly and pinched the boy's chubby cheeks, "You ate the cake again, didn't you? You're so sweet."
"No, this is a homework assigned by the teacher." The boy nestled in the woman's arms and acted coquettishly. While playing, his eyes inadvertently fell on her neck, where he saw a small, light black mole.
"Star."
"Star?"
Lu Wenxing suddenly came back to his senses and noticed that the three people were looking at him with concern, "What's wrong?"
"No, it's okay."
Lu Wenxing's head was buzzing and he couldn't tell whether the memory was true or false.
In the middle of the meal, he couldn't help but be distracted, and his eyes fell on Ji Yuan intentionally or unintentionally.
But...how is this possible?
The novel did not mention that there were other children in the Wen family. Lu Wenxing immediately rejected his idea, thinking it might be a confusion of memories or a coincidence.
"Xingxing, why aren't you eating?" Ji Yuan looked at him in confusion. "Didn't you like the sweet and sour pork ribs last time? Isn't the food here to your liking?"
Lu Wenxing had no appetite at all now, his mind was full of memories of what had just happened. Faced with Ji Yuan's gentle and considerate care, he couldn't help but think too much.
But how could there be such a coincidence?
"Xingxing, have you thought of something?"
Ji Yuan has a very sharp intuition. The atmosphere was very good after Xingxing came in. In order not to make Xingxing nervous, Ji Yuan did not deliberately lead the topic in this regard. However, Xingxing was in a daze several times after she put the necklace on her.
Children aged four or five will not have very deep memories, but there will always be one or two things that leave a deep impression on them.
I learned from Lu Xiaofei that Xingxing had a high fever and couldn't even say his own name, but he remembered that his nickname was Xingxing, which means that this name left a deep impression on him.
Lu Wenxing didn’t know how to explain the strange memory of that moment. After a moment of silence, Ji Yuan’s gentle voice came.
"Xingxing, I just said that I have something very important to tell you today. Are you willing to listen?"
Hearing this, Lu Wenxing's heart started beating rapidly, as if he had guessed something, yet also as if he knew nothing.
"The day after you arrived in Country Y, I visited your adoptive parents."
Lu Wenxing's pupils dilated slightly, and Ji Yuan's calm and gentle tone sounded particularly clear in the quiet room.
"You saved me when we first met, but I held on to you. You even handed me a tissue. I wasn't scared, I was just, I was just so happy." "I've been looking forward to this day for so long, and I never thought that we would meet in this way. So sudden, yet so surprising."
Lu Wenxing lowered her eyes, and her long and thick eyelashes fell under her eyelids like the fluttering wings of a butterfly. Her beautiful face looked even whiter and brighter under the light.
Ji Yuan did not continue speaking. He knew that Lu Wenxing could understand, and he patiently waited for Lu Wenxing to take time to accept it.
Wen Zheng and Wen Huaihe remained silent throughout the whole process, but their eyes were clearly on Lu Wenxing.
The atmosphere fell into silence. Ji Yuan did not urge them. She was willing to give Lu Wenxing enough time, just as Lu Wenxing had been patiently waiting for them all these years.
Ji Yuan was only worried that Xingxing had not eaten enough, and was hesitating whether to ask the waiter to add a few dishes. Before she could look away, Lu Wenxing raised his eyelids and looked at her, his light-colored eyes reflecting her figure.
Then, Lu Wenxing's voice fell.
"You're my mom, right?"
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