This year, the two have traveled to every corner of the world:
In the steaming mist of the Blue Lagoon, we share the same cup of exotic drink with volcanic mineral mud floating in it, and smile at each other's faces flushed red by the heat.
In the sunset of the blue-domed church, do nothing but sit side by side, watch the white houses turn golden red, and watch the Aegean Sea turn from azure blue to molten gold until the stars begin to appear.
The camera was set up far away, recording two silhouettes cuddled together, elongated by the setting sun.
Skydiving in Queenstown, hugging each other tightly as we jumped from a height of 10,000 meters, feeling the heartbeat of weightlessness and the strong wind blowing in our faces.
They screamed and laughed above the sea of clouds, and after landing they pointed at each other's faces that were deformed by the wind and laughed until tears came out.
At the night market, Lin Feng protected Meng Qing as they moved through the crowded crowd, watching her touch here and taste there curiously like a child.
Finally, the two of them squatted in front of the stall of an elderly craftsman.
Together, we clumsily learned to weave a colorful bracelet with a desert feel and put it on each other.
Standing on the top of the cliff, braving the biting mountain wind, you can overlook the magnificent scenery of the Lysefjord.
Lin Feng held Meng Qing's hand tightly, until his knuckles turned white. Meng Qing smiled and said that he had become less courageous, but she held his hand even tighter.
In the photo, the two people's backs appear particularly small yet fearless against the backdrop of the huge rock wall.
At the salt lake "Sky Mirror", walk barefoot into the seemingly frozen, boundless pure white world.
The sky and the earth are upside down, and the clouds seem to be underfoot.
They chased each other's reflections, or stood quietly side by side, watching the two worlds and four figures blend together in the water and sky, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
In the photo, there is only pure blue and white and two small, snuggling black silhouettes.
Every day’s circle of friends is a small visual feast and emotional attack.
Meng Qing’s writing is always concise and full of visual images, with a feminine tenderness.
Lin Feng rarely writes any captions. Most of the time, he just appears silently in Meng Qing's camera, or becomes the "him" in her photos.
His presence is in every look he gives her, every gesture he makes to protect her, and every time he reaches out in the corner of a photo and firmly holds her hand.
And Shen Yunche, who was far away in China, became the number one "fan" and "deeply resentful witness" of the global live broadcast of this "immortal couple".
His schedule was perfectly matched with Lin Feng Mengqing's.
While they are enjoying their coffee under the sunshine in the southern hemisphere, he may be staring at his computer screen in the middle of the night in the northern hemisphere.
While they were making wishes under the aurora, he might be debating with the scholars in the boardroom;
While they were snuggling around a desert campfire, he might be munching on a cold sandwich while waiting for his flight at the airport.
The comments on Shen Yunche's circle of friends also gradually evolved from envy, jealousy and hatred at first to a kind of humorous complaints with deep grief and indignation:
"Boss Lin, have you considered opening a travel agency? I'll be the first to sign up, and the route is called 'Follow Feng Qing to Cultivate Immortality'!"
"Sister Mengqing, please post some delicious food grids! Let me have something to think about while I'm eating my lunch box! (Picture: a takeaway that looks unappetizing)"
"This starry sky... I can only see the ceiling and the chandelier when I look up. Excuse me, are you two going to outer space for your honeymoon?"
"Hand in hand again! Shoulder to shoulder again! Reporting! Feeding singles with high-purity dog food every day, doesn't your conscience hurt? (Although the photos do look good...)"
"I just finished an all-night meeting and saw you guys rowing and fishing (in the water)... I felt like my soul was also sighing in Venice..."
Late at night, the lights in the president's office on the top floor of Fengqing Network are often the last to be turned off in the entire building.
Shen Yunche rubbed his sore eyes and opened his phone for the Nth time.
On the screen was a photo that Lin Feng and Meng Qing had just updated - the two of them were standing on the top of Mount Xuelang, with magnificent snow-capped mountains behind them, a clear sky and bright sunshine.
Meng Qing was wrapped in a thick red down jacket and wearing a furry hat, with only her slightly red but smiling cheeks showing. She made a victory gesture to the camera.
Lin Feng stood beside her, one hand naturally around her shoulder, the other hand in his pocket, wearing sunglasses, with a relaxed and comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth.
The sun shone on him, and even his sunglasses could not hide the calmness and satisfaction he felt after being freed from all the burdens.
Shen Yunche looked at the brother in the photo who looked full of vigor and vitality and seemed to be ten years younger.
Then he looked at his haggard reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window, with unshaven beard and heavy bags under his eyes.
A huge feeling of relief, envy, and strong imbalance and indignation rushed to my head.
“Ah——!” He wailed, burying his face in the pile of documents, his voice muffled:
"Lin Feng! You are too carefree as a hands-off shopkeeper!!"
"Sister Mengqing! Take care of him! Let him come back! I want to take a vacation! I want to go fishing too! I want to look at the stars too!"
“Oh my God! I, Shen Yunche, blew up so many nursing homes in my previous life. In this life, I will stay here to protect you two and watch you travel around the world!!!”
"I can't work this shift for even a day!!"
The wailing echoed in the empty office, but no one answered.
Only on the computer screen, the group photo taken on the top of the snow-capped mountain, under the light of the late night, the smile becomes even brighter and more beautiful.
Shen Yunche raised his head and looked at the photo. Finally, he couldn't help but laugh helplessly. He shook his head and resigned himself to picking up the next document, muttering:
"Okay, okay...have fun. I'm here at the company."
But in that smile, there was still a trace of sadness that made one want to cry but unable to.
He picked up the coffee that had already gone cold on the table and took a big gulp. The bitter taste was just like the tears of a person working overtime late at night.
Outside the window, the neon lights of Beijing were still flickering, reflecting Mr. Shen’s lonely and majestic (in his own opinion) back as he worked overtime.
On the other side of the world, the sun is shining on the snow-capped mountains and lovers.
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"Lin Feng, are you cold?" Meng Qing walked out of the tent wrapped in a blanket and looked at Lin Feng who was sitting on the snow.
"Why did you come out?" Lin Feng asked gently, and pulled Meng Qing into his arms.
Meng Qing naturally wrapped the blanket around Lin Feng and whispered, "I miss you."
Lin Feng scratched Meng Qing's upturned nose, then hugged her tightly.
The two stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain and looked at the starry sky in the distance.
"Thank you, Lin Feng." Meng Qing said in a low voice.
"Why are you thanking me?" Lin Feng lowered his head and looked at Meng Qing with a smile.
"Without you, I might not have experienced so much in my life." Meng Qing turned her gaze into the distance.
"Silly girl." Lin Feng buried his face in Meng Qing's neck.
"I'm not stupid!"
"You're stupid!"
"I'm not stupid!"
"You're stupid!"
"I will ignore you if you do this, Lin Feng."
“Hahahahahaha.”
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