Serious people who keep a diary

However, Wen Xia didn't know that he just missed the door key, he thought it was just that stupid robot doing something stupid every day.After washing up, he received a message on his phone asking him why he didn't participate in the filming of the promotional video for the platform.

Going back: [We haven't met yet, have we?I was thinking of taking advantage of this opportunity to go offline for a while]

Wen Yixia: [Don't use idioms indiscriminately, who will keep secret with you]

Wen Yixia: [You participated? ]

Going back: [Of course]

I think so, who will come back, God of Turtles, the platform will probably have to give him extra benefits if they want to invite him.The first time Wen Xia met him, it could be regarded as an acquaintance.

At that time, his studio had just released the first game, and he had just retired after returning home. He was tired of eating chicken live, so he said to find some other games to play. When he opened Steam, he saw a recommendation, so he bought it, and the price was cheap anyway. not tall.But he has a problem, he is merciless when he first sees the game, and he will spit it out very hard. Naturally, that game couldn't escape his poisonous mouth.

The audience size of his live broadcast can be imagined, and the comments on Wen Xia's Weibo exploded that night.But he heard that the young master didn't have a good temper, so there was no reason to swallow his anger when the gunfire hit his door.

After returning home, I didn’t feel that I was at fault, so the two had 24 hours of intermittent public confrontation on Weibo, and finally shook hands and made peace out of nowhere.I also added WeChat to meet and play games together when I have time.Later, when going back to the live broadcast, he would pull him in double row, and later he opened a live broadcast room by himself.

The communication between the two has only been online so far, and they have not seen each other offline.

Going back: [You don’t know, I’ve been craving Fenghang’s all-in-one VR machine for a long time, and I asked Nana specifically, she said that if you participate, you can ask Fenghang for a set]

Wen Xia complained to him: [It's not like you don't have money to buy it]

Going back: [Young man, you don't understand the joy of plucking wool]

Wen Xia glanced at the wall adjacent to the next room, and said to herself, I understand.

20, whoever squeezes out will be happy.

He is the boss of Fenghang.

In order to avoid sleepwalking again, Wen Xia deliberately locked the door before going to bed.

He slept much more peacefully that night, only waking up once in the middle of the night, and he didn't have any more weird dreams.

Early the next morning, he bumped into Lin Fengqi at the door of the room.

"Morning." Wen Xia greeted formulaically.

Lin Fengqi's gaze stayed on his face for two seconds, and he nodded.

Then go out separately.

Today is Fang Lianshu's birthday, Wen Shanhai was afraid that Wen Xia would forget, so he sent three messages a day to remind him.In the evening, Zou Boyan called to say that he was downstairs in the office building.

When Wen Xia went downstairs, Zou Boyan's car was parked by the side of the road, seeing him get down and open the window, he waved enthusiastically: "Old Xia!"

Wen Xia stood beside the car and bent over, "Where are the clothes I asked you to bring?"

Zou Boyan pointed back: "The back seat, you can go to the back and change."

Wen Xia sat in the back seat and saw a dress on the seat.

Fang Lianshu is a face-saving person. Every birthday, he will hold a dinner party with great fanfare. It doesn't matter whether he is familiar with him or not. In short, he invites all kinds of famous people.In comparison, Wen Shanhai's birthday is as dull as water, often a few old friends get together to drink and drink, sometimes they simply don't invite anyone, just have a meal at home with Wen Xia, or Wen Xia Xia invited him to a restaurant.

Wen Xia didn't bring a dress to Lin Fengqi's place, and it would be troublesome to change it at his home after work, so he simply asked Zou Boyan to bring one over. The two of them are about the same size anyway, and whoever wears the same dress.

Zou Boyan closed the car window, and Wen Xia changed his clothes while listening to him say: "You say that Lin Fengqi is too mean, and I won't even give you a key... Can't you stay at his place?"

Wen Xia: "I've already moved over, and it's not you who co-authored and tossed about."

After he finished speaking, the car fell silent.Zou Boyan stopped talking, and looked at him strangely through the rearview mirror of the car.

"what?"

"There's something wrong with your tone," Zou Boyan said suspiciously, "Old Xia, you won't rekindle your old feelings for Lin Feng, will you?"

Wen Xia paused, and said in a bad mood: "What nonsense are you talking about? Is he a sweet potato? Am I crazy hungry or poor? If I don't eat so many delicious things, why don't I eat him?"

"Really? I just don't understand. Why did he find you for such a fake marriage?" Zou Boyan was puzzled.

Wen Xia said that I still want to know.

He fell silent after speaking.Lin Fengqi hasn't given the reason so far, and Wen Xia didn't bother to ask, it's easy to get himself involved if he thinks too much.

Three years in high school was enough, he didn't want to let himself fall into a state where Lin Fengqi's words, expressions, and even eyes would make his emotions fluctuate.I don't want to guess the other party's mind anymore, it's very tiring, he guessed for three years enough.

Anyway, let the past be the past, now he and Lin Fengqi just get what they need.

The two arrived at the Oasis Hotel, just entered the elevator, Wen Xia blinked, and suddenly saw a familiar face among the three people walking into the hotel gate.

Zou Boyan: "Huh? Old Xia, do you think that—"

Before he could finish speaking, the elevator door was already closed.

He turned his head, Wen Xia calmly withdrew his hand.

"—Is it Lin Fengqi?" Zou Boyan said two seconds later.

"You saw it too?" Wen Xia said.

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, Zou Boyan asked suspiciously, "Why is he here?"

The two looked at each other, and Wen Xia hesitated: "...Isn't it? Have you heard that Uncle Fang knows him?"

"I've never heard of it..."

Fang Lianshu has a good face and likes to make friends, and his social circle extends in all directions. He knows a few people wherever he goes. His business is in real estate, so it seems that he has nothing to do with Lin Fengqi.

It must be for some other event. Fang Lianshu didn't reserve the entire Oasis Hotel, but only the banquet hall on the third floor.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, two welcoming ladies led them in with smiles on their faces.The banquet hall is magnificent, the lights are gorgeous and blurred, the cups are intertwined, accompanied by symphonic dance music-it is also the same every year.

Wen Xia saw today's protagonist Fang Lianshu at a glance. He was always surrounded by people, and he was talking and laughing with people while holding a glass of wine. One of them was his old comrade Wen Shanhai.

The two went over to say hello, and Fang Lianshu embraced Wen Xia with a smile: "Oh, Xiao Xia, long time no see, right? I'm afraid you're too busy to come today! I've told your father many times to ask him to call you."

Wen Xia is as good as a gentleman: "Uncle Fang, it's your birthday, how could I not come?"

Wen Xia saw his father pursed his lips and hummed silently with some disdain.

"Okay, okay, Uncle didn't hurt you for nothing," Fang Lianshu smiled, "You and Ahuai haven't seen each other for a long time, right? It's a pity, he's not here right now, there's a meeting at the company, he You have to come later. You don’t know, he’s busy now, sometimes he doesn’t have time to eat, and he negotiated a big order two days ago!”

Hearing this, the people around followed his words and echoed him, Mr. Fang, you really have a good son, etc... I don't know how much is true and how much is not, but Fang Lianshu is as happy as a flower after eating this way.

When Wen Xia was free, the two brothers patted his father on the shoulder nicely: "Old Comrade Wen Shanhai, don't be angry, I'll treat you to a barbecue some other day."

Wen Shanhai snorted heavily with a stern face, and said two seconds later: "Change to another one, don't go back to that one again, the meat from that one is not fresh."

"Row."

Zou Boyan leaned over: "Take me one?"

Wen Xia was blunt: "Father and son bureau, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Can't I be Uncle Wen's half son?" Zou Boyan said, "Or I can be your half father."

Wen Shanhai was displeased: "Hey, brat, who are you taking advantage of?"

Zou Boyan giggled.

At this time, a few more people entered the arena under the leadership of the welcoming lady. This time Fang Lianshu greeted him personally: "Mr. Ma!"

Wen Xia turned her head and glanced, and was about to look away when she suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked over again, stunned for a moment.

how.

It really is.

Lin Fengqi?

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