Memory is like a gate; it will always be closed if you don't touch it. Once it is opened, all the past that was thought to be forgotten will pour out.
Seven years ago, Ye Fei was seventeen years old.
During the summer vacation of my second year in high school, in order to catch up with the crowd before my third year, I made an appointment with a few classmates I had a good relationship with to travel to Song City.
Song City is located in the north and is much more backward than Feng City, where the economy is developing rapidly. But the entire city has very rich tourism resources, not only with magnificent natural scenery but also outstanding cultural landscape.
Ye Fei climbed the mountain all day and was dragged by the idiot Gu Ruijia to walk hundreds of steps to worship at the Marriage Temple. When he returned to the hotel at night, his legs were weak. I was planning to go to bed after washing up, but my peace was disturbed by an uninvited person.
Ye Fei is good-looking, has a good personality, good grades, and her family is relatively wealthy, so she is very popular in school. Every day, countless boys and girls come to her and hand her love letters.
But he was born a slow learner, he liked basketball and playing games, but he had no interest in dating. Seeing him like this, the others gradually gave up, except for one person.
Liang Chengyu was Ye Fei's classmate in the class next to hers. He transferred to the class in the second semester of his senior year and caused a sensation in his grade. It’s nothing, Liang Chengyu is just too handsome. It is upright and clean, which completely fits the ideal image of first love in girls' minds.
This first love idol treated all his suitors coldly, but he just fell in love with Ye Fei. From the first time they met, he pursued Ye Fei relentlessly, and no matter how Ye Fei refused, it was useless.
This time, he learned of Ye Fei's whereabouts through his friend and followed him directly to Song City.
Ye Fei was called downstairs by her friend in the middle of the night, enduring the pain all over her body, thinking that something urgent had happened. As a result, as soon as he went out, he ran into Liang Chengyu who was holding a big bouquet of roses.
"Ye Fei, be my boyfriend." Liang Chengyu stuffed the bouquet of roses into Ye Fei's arms and looked at him lovingly.
The people around who were watching the fun started to make a noise, including Ye Fei's friend.
"Promise him, promise him!"
"Don't be so reserved, he's so handsome, why are you hesitating?"
"Together! Together, together!"
"One kiss, one kiss!"
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What you think is affection is not romance, but harassment.
Ye Fei was in her middle school years at that time and had a very rebellious personality. Looking at all this absurdity with cold eyes, I felt a surge of anger rushing to my head and I couldn't control it at all.
Without saying a word, he grabbed the bouquet of flowers and threw it into the trash can. Ignoring his friends shouting behind him, he walked away with a cold face.
On summer nights in Song City, the street stalls are filled with people drinking and eating skewers. Under the tables, there are fat stray dogs wagging their tails to beg for food. The waitress serves the dishes while chatting with regular customers about her grandson who just scored 100 points in both exams. The white-collar workers who just got off work wipe off their lipstick and take a sip of beer and a bite of meat. Their laughter can be heard from far away as they talk.
Lively and full of fireworks.
Ye Fei walked and looked, and his mood gradually calmed down.
He stopped at the corner of the street and looked around, only to realize that he didn't know where he was. Just when I was about to ask someone, I heard a sharp female voice: "Look at what you did to our child! This fatherless and motherless little bastard has no manners!"
Ye Fei was already in a bad mood, and the words "I have no mother" just hit him right in the heart. He lowered his eyes slightly, pushed through the crowd and walked over.
A middle-aged woman with a face full of flesh was dragging a thin boy in a junior high school uniform and cursing at him. Next to her stood a boy who looked three points like her, with a smug look on his face.
At first glance, you can tell that there must have been a conflict between two boys at school, and the parent of one of them came over.
"You're the only one who's arrogant, aren't you?" The middle-aged woman stretched out two fingers and kept poking the boy's forehead, "Can you show me another arrogant one?"
The boy turned pale and tried to explain calmly, "He was the one who bullied me first. He stepped on my schoolbag and textbooks."
"Still being stubborn!" The woman glared, spitting everywhere, "Can't you wipe it clean after I stepped on you? Is it necessary to fight for such a small matter?"
People around her advised her to just curse a few times to vent her anger and let the child solve his own problems.
She sneered, "What a kid! This fatherless and motherless thing will be jail material sooner or later!"
Ye Fei couldn't stand it anymore, so she walked up and pulled the boy behind her, mocking him, "How many fathers do you have to be so arrogant?"
The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and then bursts of uncontrollable laughter broke out.
The woman was so angry that she said, "Get lost, you little bastard! There are so many people here, and you are the only one who is meddling in other people's business."
Ye Fei smiled slightly: "There are so many dogs on the street, why are you the only one who likes to bark?"
"You!" The woman was so angry that her face turned red and her neck became thick, and she subconsciously raised her hand to hit him.
"Try to move me," Ye Fei didn't even try to dodge. He glanced at the woman's son and sneered, "Then I'll make sure your son can't even afford to wear fake AJ."
The woman's breath was choked, and her fat palms swayed twice in the air before she finally let go.
Although the boy in front of me is not very old, he is well-dressed and has a bold look. He doesn't look like he can be raised in an ordinary family. Besides...her son's pair of AJ shoes are indeed fake.
The woman was a little afraid of Ye Fei, but she was unwilling to leave like this. Staring at Ye Fei's back, he said sternly, "Yan Xiong! I'm telling you, you're not going to let the matter of beating my son go like this!"
"Is your son injured or disabled?" Ye Fei glanced at the boy next to the woman, and the boy immediately shrank his shoulders and hid behind his mother.
"Coward," he looked away disdainfully, "You're asking for a beating if you step on someone's schoolbag and textbooks? Otherwise -"
Ye Fei narrowed his eyes and looked the woman up and down: "I'm going to kick you a few times, just bear with it, anyway, just go home and clean it up."
The woman opened her mouth, but no words came out. After a long while, she pulled her son over and said to Yan Xiong, "What a thing! Stay away from my son! The kid from the orphanage is disgusting to look at."
"Disgusting?" Ye Fei smiled rudely, with her yellow curls floating around on her head. "Go find whoever you're pregnant with. What does it have to do with a student like me?"
The people around burst into laughter.
The woman had a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat and she almost suffocated to death. She glared at Ye Fei fiercely, then dragged her son away. When passing by Ye Fei, his sturdy body tilted and was about to crash into her.
Ye Fei is in her growth spurt and is as thin as a bamboo pole. If this collision was real, he would be in big trouble. At the critical moment, a hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms, avoiding the woman's body.
Ye Fei buried her head in the man's chest, her nose filled with the clean scent of soap on his body, and for a moment she was unable to react.
"Brother Xiao, you're here!" Yan Xiong's voice sounded beside him.
Ye Fei raised her head and met a pair of dark eyes.
"My name is Yan Xiong," the junior high school student named Yan Xiong regained a lot of energy after seeing his brother, and introduced him to Ye Fei chatteringly, "This is my brother..."
Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei without blinking and interrupted Yan Xiong: "My name is Yan Xiao."
Ye Fei replied subconsciously: "My name is Ye Fei."
"Thanks to Brother Fei just now," Yan Xiong touched his head, a little embarrassed, "otherwise I definitely can't handle it alone. Brother Xiao, it was Brother Fei who helped me."
Yan Xiao said "I know" and then "Thank you", as if he had forgotten and still did not let go of the hand holding Ye Fei.
"It's no big deal." Ye Fei waved her hand and broke free from his arms.
"The man just now was my classmate," Yan Xiong took the initiative to explain to Ye Fei, "Because I am an orphan, he has been bullying me. Today I couldn't help but resist, so he called my parents."
When talking about his background, although Yan Xiong concealed it very well, there was still a hint of sadness on his face. He smiled at Ye Fei and said, "Brother Xiao is not my biological brother. We grew up in the same orphanage."
Ye Fei looked up at Yan Xiao, and then found that Yan Xiao's eyes had been on him since the beginning.
Ye Fei was used to being stared at since she was a child, and she didn't care. I patted Yan Xiong on the shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him. I happened to see a Haagen-Dazs store not far ahead, so I said to Yan Xiong, "It's okay, that person is sick. Come on, come on, I'll treat you to some Haagen-Dazs, it's delicious."
Yan Xiong shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no."
Ye Fei smiled and made an excuse: "I want to eat, you come with me."
Three people entered the store, and it happened to be closing time, with only one ball left. Ye Fei felt in his pocket to pay, only to find that he only took a cell phone with him when he came down from the hotel room.
It was the first time he encountered such a situation. He held up his phone awkwardly, his ears turning red.
"I'll pay the bill." Yan Xiao said.
A minute later, he too froze.
In 2010, Haagen-Dazs was considered a luxury item for ordinary students, with a small ball costing fifty yuan. Yan Xiao searched all his pockets and only found forty-three yuan.
"Now we don't have to laugh at each other anymore," Ye Fei pulled Yan Xiao out of the store, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, and explained to him, "I'm not from Song City. I came here to travel from Feng City."
"Before, there was an idiot who confessed his love to me downstairs in the hotel," Ye Fei untied the keychain tied to the phone and weighed it twice, "I was so angry that I didn't take anything with me and just left."
He curled his lips and stroked the curly hair on his head: "I'm so annoyed. I hate people like this who don't know how to be reserved."
"Wow," Yan Xiong was at an age where he was curious about this kind of thing, and he looked at Ye Fei with great interest, "How did you confess your feelings?"
"It's just a show of force to attract attention," Ye Fei didn't want to say more, and stuffed the keychain into Yan Xiong's hand, "I failed to invite Haagen-Dazs, so this is for you, I..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Ruijia called.
"Where have you been? You are unfamiliar with this place. Come back, I have chased those people away."
Ye Fei said, "Okay." She covered the microphone and hailed a taxi while saying to Yan Xiao and Yan Xiong, "My friend is looking for me, so I'll leave first. Bye."
Just then a taxi drove over, and Ye Fei trotted over: "Lao Gu, wait for me downstairs, I don't have any money for the taxi..."
Later, Ye Fei returned to the hotel. I adjusted my mood and spent the rest of the journey happily with my friends, never thinking about the man named Yan Xiao whom I met by chance in Song City again.
But Yan Xiao never forgot him.
Ye Fei slowly sat back in the chair and covered her eyes.
"Ye Fei, what's wrong with you?" The group video was still on, and Gu Ruijia saw that Ye Fei's face looked wrong, so he asked hurriedly.
"I have something to do," Ye Fei forced a smile and said, "I'll hang up first."
After saying that, he disconnected the video without waiting for Gu Ruijia to reply.
He finally understood why Yan Xiao married him on the grounds that his family forced him to marry; he understood why Yan Xiao thought he liked Haagen-Dazs; he also understood what Yan Xiao meant when he said he would always remember you.
When Yan Xiao got home from get off work, he found Ye Fei sitting in the restaurant with her head down, in a daze.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao walked over and held his hand, "What happened?"
Ye Fei raised her head, there was a little redness at the corners of her eyes, as if she had been crying.
The joy that had lasted for a whole day in Yan Xiao's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace like a bubble that was popped. He untied Ye Fei's nightgown unskillfully and fumbled around his waist, his voice filled with panic and helplessness: "Is your waist hurting too much?"
"Yan Xiao," Ye Fei did not stop him, but looked up into his eyes and asked, "Where is Yan Xiong now?"
Yan Xiao's movements came to an abrupt halt.
He stared at Ye Fei quietly for a long time before saying, "Go to college in Song City."
"You like me, why didn't you ever tell me?" Ye Fei asked him with her eyelashes trembling.
Yan Xiao lowered his head and stroked Ye Fei's face, saying the same thing: "You don't like people who are not reserved."
"I..." Ye Fei tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember anything, "Did I say that?"
Yan Xiao said "yes" and told Ye Fei: "9:23 pm on August 17, 2010."
"I'm sorry, I don't remember." Ye Fei lowered her eyes, feeling sour and bitter in her heart.
Yan Xiao immediately said, "It's okay." He lowered his head and kissed Ye Fei on the forehead, then hugged him.
Before the age of twenty, Yan Xiao's world was a blank. He lived among the crowd like a bystander, with little material desire and no long-term goals, until he met Ye Fei.
The thin and handsome boy is full of vitality. Like an overbearing colorful light, it shone straight into his heart. From the first moment he saw it, he could no longer look away.
Yan Xiao never regretted the past, except for the fact that he missed the opportunity to get Ye Fei's contact information seven years ago.
So, before he could stop Ye Fei from leaving, he ruthlessly snatched away the keychain that Yan Xiong had just got and was not even warm yet.
This was the first time in Yan Xiong’s life that he accepted the kindness of a stranger. He clutched the keychain reluctantly and tried to reason with his brother: "Brother Xiao, I like this very much."
"You don't like it." Yan Xiao spat out four words expressionlessly, turned around and left holding the key chain.
This preservation lasted for seven years.
In seven years, he traveled between Song City and Feng City countless times.
When I had no money at the beginning, I took an ordinary train. It often takes a whole day of walking covered in dust before you can finally reach your destination.
I don’t know Ye Fei’s identity and I can’t see him. But even so, I am happy.
Coming to his city, walking on the roads he has walked, and perhaps passing by a small shop he has been to before, this alone is enough to support Yan Xiao's endless journey back and forth.
One person's journey lasted for four years, until three years ago, when Feixiao Technology's headquarters moved to Feng City.
The company developed more and more rapidly, Yan Xiao's wealth snowballed, and he finally figured out Ye Fei's identity.
The heir of Dingyuan Entertainment, his family consists of a father, a stepmother, and a half-brother.
This time, he did not hesitate. When Dingyuan was in financial difficulties, he acted decisively and married Ye Fei as he wished.
Although it was just a contractual marriage, the marriage certificate was real.
And now, Yan Xiao hugged Ye Fei tightly. This person finally became his from the inside out, completely.
You can hug, kiss, and do more extreme things, instead of having a beautiful dream that disappears every morning.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao tied his pajamas very seriously and said, "Don't apologize." Ye Fei had never done anything wrong. It was him who was wrong. He used the wrong way to pursue someone.
Ye Fei hugged him back, buried her face in his neck, her eyelashes slightly wet.
The two hugged each other quietly for a while, and Ye Fei raised his head and asked him: "Is Feixiao Technology's move to Feng City really based on strategic considerations?" This is what Ye Fei saw in the news.
Yan Xiao turned his eyes away slightly, and after a while, he said, "No."
Even the existence of Feixiao Technology is proof that Yan Xiao misses Ye Fei.
To date, the startup company that originally had only two people has now become a domestic Internet giant. It is one of the most coveted employers for young people and a platform for young talents to switch to other jobs.
No one knew that Yan Xiao's original intention of starting a business was just because Ye Fei wanted to eat Haagen-Dazs, but he searched all over his body but couldn't collect enough fifty yuan.
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