Fu Yan looked away from his face and said, "Don't eat such spicy food. It hurts me when you're in pain..."
Xiao Xin smiled, pursing her lips. "So you still want me to cry?"
Fu Yan quickly covered his mouth, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to them, he looked at Xiao Xin and said, "Brother, don't say such things outside."
Xiao Xin pried his hand away and slowly nodded: "You have moments of embarrassment too?"
Fu Yan moved closer to him, adding seasonings as she whispered in his ear, "I'm not shy, I'm just afraid I won't be able to control myself."
Xiao Xin shoved him, "You brat."
Okay, he admits defeat.
After finishing their hot pot, the two of them broke out in a light sweat.
Just as Xiao Xin was about to leave, Fu Yan stopped him, "Brother, wait a minute."
Xiao Xin looked at him, puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Fu Yan winked at him, "You'll find out soon enough."
He got up and walked towards the dessert area.
Five minutes later, Fu Yan placed a dessert in front of Xiao Xin's table.
Xiao Xin's eyes lit up as she looked at the two large strawberries on the milk foam. She then looked up and asked Fu Yan, "What's this called?"
Fu Yan bent down and kissed his forehead, then handed him a spoon: "Strawberry mochi ice, try it, brother."
Xiao Xin took the spoon, tasted it, and nodded in praise: "Hmm, very good."
Seeing him enjoying his meal, Fu Yan rested his chin on his hand and looked at him, saying, "I heard this place has delicious food, so I brought you here, brother."
Xiao Xin looked up and saw his bright eyes. She really wanted to lean in and kiss him, but then she remembered that she had eaten strawberries, so she decided to hold back.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Fu Yan took Xiao Xin for a stroll around the streets for a while.
As dusk fell, the sky turned a deep inky blue, and fine snowflakes drifted down from the streetlights.
It was very cold, and Xiao Xin's hands were also cold, but when he was held by another warm hand, he didn't feel so cold anymore.
Xiao Xin glanced at Fu Yan, his originally cold eyes becoming softer and less sharp than before.
Xiao Xin was stunned until Fu Yan reached out and touched his forehead, saying, "Be careful of the pole."
Xiao Xin frowned and slapped his hand away. "Isn't that cheesy?"
Fu Yan knew he had misunderstood her meaning, and pulled Xiao Xin into her arms just as he was about to crash into the telephone pole in front of him.
Xiao Xin buried her face in his shoulder, feeling Fu Yan's heartbeat against her chest.
Fu Yan rubbed his head and said softly, "I meant, brother, be careful of the telephone pole in front of you."
Xiao Xin glanced at the telephone pole and realized she had misunderstood. "Sorry..."
Fu Yan rubbed his head and laughed: "Brother, when you walk, don't just look at me, you have to watch where you're going too."
Xiao Xin tilted her head and bit his Adam's apple: "Shut up."
Fu Yan was so excited by his action that she pulled him toward the garage.
Fu Yan opened the car door, pushed Xiao Xin into the back seat, then closed the door and pressed himself against her.
This time he closed the garage door, so no one could disturb them anymore.
Under the dim, warm light, the small space was filled with an ambiguous heat.
Fu Yan bit his earlobe and whispered in his ear, "Does what you said earlier still stand?"
Xiao Xin touched a t-shirt and bit it at the corner of her mouth, then hooked her arm around Fu Yan's neck and tilted her head back to offer it to Fu Yan's lips: "Hmm, it's okay..."
Fu Yan looked at the box full of that stuff in the car and smiled, "Even if you beg me, I won't stop later."
Xiao Xin rubbed the back of his neck, panting, and said, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up..."
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The consequence of this indulgence was that Xiao Xin didn't get out of bed for three days.
He buried his face in his pillow, tears welling up in his eyes, thinking there would never be a next time.
Fu Yan took three days off to take care of him. Xiao Xin watched him jumping around as if nothing was wrong all day long, and her feelings were very complicated.
On the fourth day, he couldn't stand it anymore and sent Fu Yan to school.
Looking at the empty bedroom, Xiao Xin felt much calmer.
He was scrolling through his phone idly when he suddenly received a call from Mo Xuan.
Xiao Xin answered and held it to her ear: "Hello?"
Seeing his calm demeanor, Mo Xuan chuckled, "Judging from your tone, you don't seem excited at all?"
Xiao Xin asked him, "What's wrong? Is something the matter? Why am I getting agitated?"
Mo Xuan: "I can tell you're someone who never goes online. You only use your phone to play Dou Dizhu, right? I've sent you the link, take a look yourself."
His phone was really only used for playing Dou Dizhu (a card game) and making phone calls; it had no other purpose.
Xiao Xin hummed in agreement and then hung up the phone.
He glanced at the link Mo Xuan had sent him; it was a link to a song.
Xiao Xin looked at the song title and it seemed very familiar. After a moment of realization, he discovered that it was the song he had written.
He immediately called Mo Xuan again, and Mo Xuan answered quickly.
Xiao Xin asked, "When was it released?"
Mo Xuan: "Looks like you really don't know. It was released three days ago, and now it's over a million favorites. What a pity..."
Xiao Xin knew what he wanted to say and interrupted him in time: "There's nothing to regret, just consider it feeding the dogs."
He hung up the phone before Mo Xuan could continue speaking.
He wrote the lyrics and sang them, but his name wasn't credited.
Xiao Xin felt a lump in her throat. She pressed the play button, and the melodious tune immediately filled the entire room.
The song comments continued to increase, with someone asking why the original singer sounded like Xiao Xin. That comment was quickly pinned to the top and became the most popular comment.
Xiao Xin had no say and didn't want to comment, because it was pointless.
Having made his decision, he was prepared to fight Jiang Yuqing to the end.
Jiang Yuqing has suppressed him in every way. If he jumps up now, it will only make the person who is putting pressure on him happier.
His work group was quiet; no one asked about his absence for three days, and no one brought up his name.
Everyone tacitly treated him as if he were invisible.
Xiao Xin suddenly felt empty inside. What was the point of all his hard work?
He worked tirelessly, day and night, yet a single, casual remark from someone could render him jobless or completely negate all his efforts.
Looking at his reflection in his phone screen, Xiao Xin suddenly felt like a joke.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly at his phone screen, and the person on the other end laughed along, like a soulless puppet.
Xiao Xin's eyes reddened as she laughed, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Xiao Lin called at that moment.
Xiao Xin hastily wiped away her tears and answered the phone: "Hello, Dad?"
Xiao Lin noticed his nasal tone and asked softly, "Xiao Xin, are you crying?"
Xiao Xin cleared her throat and said, "No, Dad. What's the matter with you calling me?"
Xiao Lin asked, "Your company leader said you're a very hard worker, so they came to visit you specifically..."
Xiao Xin's throat tightened: "What leader?"
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