Chapter 58: Chasing His Wife Perhaps when he wakes up, he will see Qi Yu...
Qi Yu had been at Fang Kaize's house for two days, and he still hadn't gotten used to the hospitality of Fang Kaize's parents.
In fact, Fang Kaize's personality is quite enthusiastic. He talks the most in the whole dormitory and treats everyone as a brother and starts a conversation with them. But compared with his parents, Fang Kaize seems like an introvert.
Fang Kaize told Qi Yu that he actually talked a lot when he was a child, and his peers couldn't beat him in an argument. However, because his parents talked even more, he couldn't get a word in at home. As a result, his mother always suspected that he had autism and didn't like to talk. She took him to the hospital for a full physical examination and confirmed that he was a normal child before giving up.
Qi Yu laughed for a full minute after hearing this.
Fang Kaize's family lives in a small county town called Cangchuan County. Although it is a county town, every household grows fruit, owns their own small orchard and has fixed cooperative merchants, and their income is relatively stable. Therefore, each family has good economic conditions. In addition, with the strong support of the local government, the whole family has now become well-off.
The Fang family made a lot of money from the huge sales of cherries this year. Without Fang Kaize's knowledge, Fang's parents renovated the interior of their house. Qi Yu came and happened to stay in the guest room next to Fang Kaize.
On the first night here, Qi Yu received top-notch hospitality from Fang Kaize's parents. The table was so full of dishes that he almost thought he was having the New Year's Eve dinner in advance.
Throughout the entire evening, Fang's mother kept praising him for his handsome appearance, saying he was too thin. She pushed all kinds of delicious food in front of Qi Yu, who found it difficult to refuse. When he returned to the room, he felt that his belly had become rounder.
Today is his second day living here. Although he is not yet accustomed to the enthusiasm of Mr. and Mrs. Fang, he feels very close to the simple lifestyle of the residents here.
Small towns like this in China all have similar backgrounds. Although they are not as advanced as big cities, they are very friendly, which makes Qi Yu think of his hometown and he easily integrates into the community.
Cangchuan County is much colder than Beijing in winter. It snowed a few days ago. Although the snow stopped today, the period after the snow is actually the coldest.
Because Fang Kaize was going to take him out for a walk today, Qi Yu found his warmest clothes from the tidied closet, took out his hat, gloves, scarf, and snow boots, and wrapped himself up like a ball.
Fang Kaize hadn't been back to his hometown for a long time, and he was frozen to death when he came back this time. He was wearing no less clothes than Qi Yu, so the two of them put their hands in their pockets and walked towards the town together.
Although it is a small county town, it has all the necessary facilities. When Qi Yu was taken to eat the beef noodles that Fang Kaize had been thinking about, he could hear mysterious music like a spell coming from not far away.
"You love me and I love you, Mi Xue Bing Cheng is sweet~"
But in this cold winter, he really couldn't imagine who would buy iced milk tea.
It was not until Fang Kaize ordered the food and rushed out, bringing back two glasses of iced lemonade, that he realized that this person was his good roommate.
Fang Kaize handed over the glass of lemonade that belonged to Qi Yu and said with a chuckle, "There's only one milk tea shop on this street, don't be disgusted."
Qi Yu took the lemonade and said hesitantly, "I don't mind. But it's so cold, the snow hasn't melted yet. Isn't this too cold to drink?"
He looked down and saw that Fang Kaize had bought normal ice.
"Not cold, not cold." Fang Kaize had already put a straw in and started slurping. "This goes perfectly with beef noodles. The chili in this beef noodles is incredibly fragrant, a place you absolutely can't miss! It's just a little too spicy, so you have to have it ice cold. You'll probably have to take off your clothes halfway through the meal because it's so hot."
All right.
Qi Yu also inserted the straw.
Fang Kaize has been eating at this restaurant since he was a child, so you can never go wrong by listening to him.
After a while, two bowls of steaming beef noodles were served on the table, topped with a spoonful of bright red chili peppers, which looked very appetizing.
After finishing the noodles, Qi took off his scarf because he felt hot.
Fang Kaize wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue and gave a thumbs-up to the boss who was making noodles. "Uncle, your chili is really strong. If you want to open a branch, I'll be the first to support you!"
The boss laughed out loud, "I love listening to you talk. It's rare to see you bring your friends back to play. If you want noodles tonight, come back. Uncle will give you a few more slices of beef."
Fang Kaize clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, uncle!"
After saying that, he took Qi Yu, who was putting on her scarf again, out.
"All the towns around here look pretty much the same, and it's almost Chinese New Year, so a lot of the shops are closed. There's nothing much to see. I'll take you to my orchard."
Fang Kaize went to the side of the road, scanned a shared bicycle, and waved to Qi Yu, "Gogogo!"
This was Qi Yu's first time riding a bicycle in the freezing cold. Although it was cold, the movement of his body and thoughts made him forget the sadness and disappointment of the past few days. The only thing in his mind was "It's too cold, I have to pedal quickly."
The orchard is some distance away from the residential area. In the morning, Fang's parents drove a van there. There was no place to rent an electric scooter in the small county town, so when they got here, they could only ride a bicycle with great difficulty.
By the time he arrived at the orchard entrance, Qi Yu felt he was getting hot from riding his bike.
"Let's go! Let me show you my orchard!" Fang Kaize stopped the car and called Qi Yu to go inside.
The orchard was not particularly large, but the snow around it had been cleared very cleanly, and greenhouses had been set up one after another in the orchard. Qi Yu saw neat rows of cherry trees in them.
Cherries should have been off the market in winter, but where there is demand there is a market. Every household is cultivating cherries in greenhouses, and as long as the temperature is suitable, cherries will still grow.
Although this off-season cherry is not as delicious as the cherries grown naturally in summer, it is rare and valuable. If it is put on the market around the Spring Festival, it can be sold at a high price.
However, the most common fruit grown in the orchard at this time is strawberries, which are brightly colored and large in size. When Fang's father and mother saw them coming, they picked a basket of fresh cream strawberries and sent them over.
The strawberries were juicy, sweet and sour, and most importantly, very fresh. They tasted much better than the expensive strawberries Qi Yu bought in Beijing.
Looking at the bowl of washed strawberries still covered with water droplets in front of him, his first reaction was to buy some from Fang's father and mother and bring them back for Feng Ji to try.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Qi Yu couldn't help but slow down the movement of chewing strawberries.
He resigned and came to a place far away from Fengji, but feelings are not so easy to fade away. When Qi Yu thought he had temporarily forgotten about it, the low mood would always find a chance to stab him in the heart.
Qi Yu opened his phone and took a look. He didn't receive any unfamiliar calls or text messages. He wasn't sure whether Feng Ji hadn't noticed that he had left, or had found out and wanted to contact him. As a result, both his WeChat and phone calls were blocked, so he didn't dare to change his number to contact him.
Just in case, Qi Yu set Zhou Jiacheng's message notification mode to Do Not Disturb.
Feng should have finished get off work at this time. The small group of the secretariat was very lively. Qi Yu clicked in to take a look and saw that most people were discussing things related to the New Year.
Liu Yu: [This year, President Feng's Lunar New Year red envelope is even thicker than last year's. It feels so good to have such a wad of cash.]
Xiao Li: [Yeah, hahahahahahahaha, my year-end bonus has been paid, I’m planning to treat my bestie to hotpot!]
Xiao Chen: [I have money now, I can buy millet again]
Xiao Zhang: [You guys are like girls...]
Liu Yu: [Boss Feng left work very early today. He was holding a huge red envelope when he left. It must be for Special Assistant Qi, right?]
Lau Ching Wan: [I think so]
Xiao Li: [Qingyun thinks so, so do I.]
Xiao Zhang: [Everyone in the company gave out red envelopes, except for Special Assistant Qi. President Feng personally delivered it, so it must have been for Special Assistant Qi.]
Xiao Wang: [Boss Feng, you must get Special Assistant Qi back!]
Xiao Li: [Boss Feng, you must get Special Assistant Qi back.]
Liu Yu: [Boss Feng, you must get Special Assistant Qi back!]
Xiao Chen: [Boss Feng, you must get Special Assistant Qi back.]
Qi Yu read the message and clicked on it without saying a word.
He knew that Liu Yu and the others had a small group specifically for shipping their CP, and generally, conversations between him and Feng Ji would not be posted in this group where he was, so the fact that several people were discussing this matter in the group today was 100% intentional for him to see.
Since Feng Ji went to look for him, he should soon find out that he had left Beijing.
Qi Yu took another bite of the strawberry and lowered his eyes in thought.
Not far away, Fang's mother had just sent a truck away with a box of packaged cherries. She then began to ask Fang Kaize to take him to experience the joy of picking strawberries himself. Fang Kaize quickened his chewing pace and said to Qi Yu, "You've never picked strawberries before, have you? Come on, come on, as many as you pick are ours. We can eat them while playing games tonight, one bite at a time. It's so refreshing."
His thoughts were interrupted. Qi Yu took a last look at the small group message that was still scrolling through the screen, put his phone back in his pocket, took the small basket handed to him by Fang Kaize, and walked with him to the strawberry garden.
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It was two o'clock in the morning, more than eight hours had passed since Feng Ji got off work, and Qi Yu still hadn't come home.
He was blocked, and the message he sent to Zhou Jiacheng fell on deaf ears. If he wanted to see Qi Yu, there seemed to be no other way except to wait here.
Just when he was thinking that Qi Yu might be staying at a friend's house and he would definitely be able to wait for him tomorrow, the elevator made a "ding dong" sound and stopped on the 12th floor.
The man's eyes suddenly lit up with surprise.
However, just as the voice-controlled light came on, the person who came out of the elevator disappointed him greatly.
Two people came out of the elevator, one wearing a security uniform and the other wearing a down jacket with a property manager's work badge hanging on his chest.
The property manager seemed to know him, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person in the elevator hall was Feng Ji.
"Mr. Feng, why are you standing here so late at night?" The property manager wiped the sweat from his forehead. "When our security team checked the surveillance footage, they noticed someone standing on this floor the entire time. They thought you were a criminal with ulterior motives."
Feng Ji's heart was in turmoil, and his mood had reached rock bottom. But he also knew that he had caused trouble for the property management. He took a deep breath and replied, "I'm waiting for someone."
"Waiting for someone?" The property manager glanced at the house number and seemed to remember something. "I remember your assistant living here. I ran into him a few days ago when I went to check on the door. He took a taxi and left with two suitcases. He must be traveling, right?"
After saying that, he glanced at Feng Ji, whose eyes were bloodshot, and asked uncertainly, "You are his boss, don't you... don't you know?"
He didn't know. Qi Yu had resigned, and he wasn't even Qi Yu's boss now. Qi Yu had been away from Beijing for several days, and he had to rely on the property management to tell him all this.
Feng Ji's eyes were getting redder and redder, and his heart seemed to be torn into two halves, one half was thrown into the cold Arctic hell, and the other half was roasted on the fire. Two strong emotions were running rampant in his body. Feng Ji only felt a sharp buzzing sound passing through his head. His eyes went black and his body almost fell forward.
The property manager was almost frightened silly by his appearance. The man in front of him was the president of Feng Group. If someone of such status got into trouble in their community, he was afraid that Feng’s legal department would directly send him to the Supreme Court of Beijing the next day. He rushed forward and supported him on both sides with the security guards.
"Mr. Feng, are you okay? Do you want us to call 120 to take you to the hospital?" The property manager was so anxious that he was about to collapse.
After a moment of tinnitus and palpitations, Feng Ji stood up straight and shook his head at the property manager.
"No, you guys go back."
The property manager gave him a worried look and asked, "Really?"
Feng Ji looked back at him, and his red eyes frightened the property manager, who quickly pulled the security guard away.
When the elevator door closed, he saw the man with his back to him. He was clearly a head taller than him, but at this moment, the tall back seemed to bend because of trembling.
The property manager showed a complex expression of shock and thought.
Why does the assistant act so miserable when he goes on a trip?
This looks like his wife ran away...
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"Hey bro, I sent Qi Yu so many messages, but he didn't reply." Zhou Jiacheng's voice was filled with distress. "Do you think he blocked me? But I can still see his Moments. Could he have set my messages to Do Not Disturb?"
"No need to ask." The man rested his elbows on his thighs, lowered his head, and looked at the floor tiles. "He should have gone back to his hometown."
After something like this happened, Qi Yu probably had no mood to travel. After thinking about it, the most likely possibility was that he returned to his hometown, the place Qi Yu was most familiar with besides Beijing.
Zhou Jiacheng was silent for a long time before he said, "Then you want to...?"
Feng Ji said firmly, "Go find him."
Zhou Jiacheng: "I support you going to see him, but don't you see what date it is now? You can't buy any tickets these days, right?"
Feng Ji had always had Qi Yu book his travel tickets before, and he had never considered whether he could buy a ticket. Upon hearing this, he went straight to the ticket-selling software.
Tickets for going home for the Spring Festival are all bought in advance. These days, high-speed rail tickets, whether business class, standing tickets or even green-skinned trains, are all sold out regardless of the time period.
Zhou Jiacheng suggested, "There might still be plane tickets available. Although they're expensive, you're not short of money. If that doesn't work, why not apply for a private jet route? It should take at most a day and a half to get approved."
Feng Ji thought of the last time Qi Yu went back to his hometown for the annual leave. "There's no airport in his hometown."
Zhou Jiacheng: “…”
Zhou Jiacheng: "I don't know much about ticket grabbing, but I remember there's an employee in my company who's very experienced at it. I'll pay him to help me out. As for you... you should take a good shower and get some sleep. You've been working overtime all day and all night, and you even stood at the door for eight hours today. I was worried you'd pass out. Stay healthy, don't let Qi Yu fail to get you back and end up collapsing before you do."
Feng Ji closed his dry and sore eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "...Thank you."
"Brothers don't say thank you. As long as you understand it, that's fine." Zhou Jiacheng patted his chest. "If all else fails, hire a few people to take turns driving from here to Qi Yu's hometown. It'll take too long, though. I don't recommend it."
"Okay, I'm hanging up now. Go to bed now."
There was a "beep...beep..." sound from the receiver, indicating the phone was hung up. Feng Ji stood up stiffly, walked into the bathroom like a zombie, took a hot shower, lay down on the bed, and forced himself to close his eyes.
He looks so ugly now. He stayed up all night and didn’t have the heart to go to the beauty salon. What if he scared Qi Yu?
The brain, which had been highly alert for several days, finally fell asleep under the man's forced shutdown. Once the string stretched to the limit relaxed, fatigue surged up like a tide.
Feng Ji slept in an extremely dark sleep. In his dream, he saw his mother's hideous and roaring face, the loud bangs of his father's slamming things and banging on the door, and the pale faces of the servants as they trembled... In the end, all the images were kneaded together by a big hand and thrown fiercely into the trash can.
The scene without memories gradually became blurry and clear. In a trance, the sun was shining brightly all around, and he saw a thin and tall figure appear in front of him. The person held his hand and stepped lightly on the green grass. Turning around, he saw Qi Yu's dazzlingly bright smile.
When Feng Ji woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. He sat up, covering his forehead with his hands, feeling tired.
On his mobile phone, Zhou Jiacheng sent him several messages at noon. When he opened them, they were screenshots of the page showing that he had successfully grabbed the tickets.
Zhou Jiacheng: [Our company's ticket-grabbing expert, Xiao Wang, spent an entire night and morning trying to snag a hard seat for you. Since then, there haven't been any remaining tickets, so forget about business class or first class.]
Zhou Jiacheng: [Anyway, chasing after my wife is more important. You can handle a hard seat, right?]
Zhou Jiacheng: [But I only managed to get tickets for the Spring Festival, so there aren’t many days left.]
Feng Ji didn't say anything, but just transferred 88,000 to Zhou Jiacheng.
Feng Ji: [To Xiao Wang]
Zhou Jiacheng: [I’ve already paid Xiao Wang’s ticket-buying fee]
Feng Ji: [To Xiao Wang]
Zhou Jiacheng: [Okay, okay, okay. I thank you on behalf of Xiao Wang.]
After turning off his phone, Feng Ji began to pack his luggage in silence.
He was halfway through packing when his cell phone rang. He looked down and saw it was the housekeeper of the old house calling.
"Hello."
Feng Ji picked up the phone.
The housekeeper asked cautiously, "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry to bother you. The old lady asked me to ask you if you will be returning to the old house for the New Year this year. She misses you very much."
Feng Ji's voice was cold. "I said I won't go back to the old house before or after the New Year. Let her give up on that idea."
The housekeeper replied "OK" and then hung up the phone silently.
The man did not stop and continued to stack clothes into the suitcase.
Suddenly, he stood up as if he remembered something, took out a small square box made of red velvet from the drawer of the bedside table, and carefully stuffed it into the compartment of the suitcase.
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On Spring Festival Day, Cangchuan County was hit by another heavy snowfall. The Fang family, as they traditionally do, had an early New Year's Eve dinner, then laid out their New Year's goods on the coffee table. They chatted while waiting for the Spring Festival Gala, so they began their busy morning routine.
Qi Yu tried to help several times, but Fang's mother disapproved and asked him to leave.
"Xiao Yu, you're a guest in my house. How can I let a guest cook?" Fang's mother spoke gently. The next second, she looked at the figure stealing tangerines in the living room and roared, "Fang Kaize, get over here! Eat, eat, eat, all you do is eat! Your dad and I are so busy and you didn't even come to help. Xiao Yu is a guest, and you think you're a guest too! If you keep eating, I'll sew your mouth shut, believe it or not?!"
Fang Kaize was startled by the yelling. His survival instinct made him put down the tangerine and sprint into the kitchen. As he rushed, he said to Qi Yu, "Yu, just go sit on the sofa and wait. If you're hungry, eat some New Year's food. I'm going to help my mom fry lotus root boxes. I'll secretly give you one to try later!"
Not long after he went in, the crackling sound of frying and Fang Kaize's screams of being scalded could be heard in the kitchen.
While scolding him for being extravagant, Fang's mother pulled him under the faucet to rinse him out of concern.
Mr. Fang took the initiative to take over the dangerous task of frying lotus root boxes. He asked Fang Kaize to make the dumplings while he fried them.
Qi Yu watched all this with a smile on his face, and as he watched, a trace of envy arose in his heart that was hard to ignore.
Qi Yu's parents passed away too early, and he grew up alone. He rarely felt such a rich and warm family atmosphere since he was a child.
This year... he originally thought he would have a family.
Silently lowering his eyelids, Qi Yu turned on his mobile phone and began to reply to the New Year greetings sent by friends and former colleagues one by one.
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"Dear passenger, your train G4568 is about to arrive. Please find the corresponding ticket gate to check in..."
On New Year's Eve, the station was crowded with people, all wanting to get home before the New Year's Eve dinner to reunite with their families.
Feng Ji usually travels by plane, using the VIP channel and a dedicated first-class lounge. This is the first time he has squeezed into a train with so many people.
The sounds of conversations among passengers were all around him, mixed with the electronic sounds of announcements, but he didn't find it noisy. He just wanted to get on the bus quickly and meet Qi Yun as soon as possible.
If all goes well, they might be able to find each other today, apologize to Qi Yu, resolve the misunderstanding, and they can even have a hot New Year's Eve dinner together.
As the line moved slowly, Feng Ji scanned his ID card and walked towards the platform below with his suitcase.
Not long after, the train came into the station with a gust of cold wind and slowly stopped in front of the passengers on the platform.
Feng Ji found his seat, stuffed his luggage into the overhead storage rack, and sat down.
The hard seats are not comfortable. Both the seats and the backrests feel like steel plates wrapped in cloth. If you sit for seven or eight hours, you will probably fall apart.
But if I can get through these eight hours and see the person I've been thinking about, there's nothing to complain about.
Feng Ji's seat was close to the connection between the carriages, close to the toilet and the water dispenser, and he could also see people who couldn't buy seats and had to stand by the door.
He couldn't help but wonder, had Qi Yu also stayed up all night to grab a ticket to go home? For such a long distance from Jing City to Suishan County, what kind of ticket did Qi Yu buy? Was it a comfortable business class seat, or a hard seat like his, or could he just stand in the corner of the carriage, forcing himself to endure those eight hours?
As soon as he thought of the latter two possibilities, Feng Ji's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, with dense gaps in it, and he felt a suffocating pain.
If he hadn't been so stubborn and made Qi Yu sad and disappointed, Qi Yu wouldn't have left Beijing before the New Year in the cold wind, wouldn't have had to make such an arduous long journey, and wouldn't have had to stay alone in his hometown without anyone to accompany him.
If he had confessed to Qi Yu at that time, they would be on their way to the restaurant at this moment, sitting in a warm private room to have the New Year's Eve dinner together, and he would propose to Qi Yu in the decorated venue, spending the most unforgettable Spring Festival in their lives.
He ruined all of this.
The train gradually began to move, and the scenery outside the window changed. The city's steel and concrete were right behind us, and soon all that was left around were the continuous mountain ranges shrouded in a gloomy sky.
Looking at his depressed and tired face reflected in the car window, Feng Ji slowly closed his eyes amid the noise of the car.
Have some sleep, and when you wake up, he will be next to Qi Yu.
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The author has something to say: I woke up and found out my wife hadn’t returned home. It was like the sky was falling [hug]
We will reconcile, don't worry, my dear friends. [Milk tea] Also, I've recently started thinking about the sequel. I've already thought about the daily life after marriage and the if line of college. I'm still thinking about the others~
My wife who has read my other works should know that I am a fanatic of extra chapters. I will write many, many extra chapters to feed you to death (hands on hips)
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