Serious people who keep a diary

No one knows better than Lin Fengqi how the books on the bookshelves are arranged.He has done a careful classification of books. Books and materials of the same category are put together, but now the classification is messed up. For example, professional books on physics have gone into the category of science fiction, and books on autobiography have been mixed into the category of poetry collections, etc.

And his... diary.

He has more than one diary. The habit of keeping diaries started in elementary school. The diaries he used when he was a child were relatively thin, and one was used up quickly. From elementary school to high school graduation, he had three diaries.Before Wen Xia moved here, he lived in the master bedroom. These diaries were originally stored in a locked drawer of the master bedroom bookcase.

After the master bedroom was given to Wen Xia, the bookcase could not be moved here, so I could only bring some books that I planned to read in my spare time, and I temporarily bought a temporary bookshelf, with no baffles around, just a bare shelf.The computer desk in the room also has no drawers, and there is no place to put the diary, so I have to put it on it with those books.

The three diaries are placed together in order according to the recorded time, and now the last one is no longer in its original position, but is placed together with a travel book.

It can't be a thief, the only living person in this family is Wen Xia.

How could Wen Xia move these books?

Of course, it doesn't matter, Wen Xia is an exception, he can move his things as he likes, that is... he doesn't know how to read the diary, does he?

Lin Fengqi was restless, he always had a sense of normalcy about his diary, he thought it was all his past, and there was nothing to be ashamed of, but the main premise was that only he knew about it, and no one else knew about it—— Especially Wen Xia.

He couldn't imagine that if Wen Xia saw the contents inside...

Is it too late to live on another planet now?

Lin Fengqi paced back and forth in the room, and several times wanted to knock on Wen Xia's door to ask him again, but then thought, if he didn't look at it, wouldn't it be self-inflicted?On the contrary, it is easy to arouse the interest of others.

He recalled Wen Xia's reaction today, but he couldn't tell whether he had watched it or not.Wen Xia is a straightforward person, he will definitely ask him directly when he sees it, and he will not read jokes secretly with other people's secrets in mind.He was convinced of it.

Wen Xia obediently drank the honey water that Lin Fengqi sent, but he didn't wake up so quickly. After drinking the honey water, he poked open the computer and opened the live broadcast room.

It was another live broadcast without a notice, and the viewers were almost getting used to it.

[Why is the anchor black screen]

[This point is live?I'm shocked]

[I'm coming]

Wen Xia grabbed the microphone: "Hey, can you hear me?"

[Audible audible]

[Boss Xia has been drinking?Why does the voice sound a bit strange?]

[Have you been drinking...it feels like drinking]

Wen Xia: "Ah, I drank it. I drank a little bit."

[Billions of points]

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[Boss Xia, why don’t you go to sleep and stop broadcasting... I’m afraid of you like this]

Wen Xia patted the table, dissatisfied: "What are you afraid of? No one is allowed to drink anymore? Let me watch the live broadcast! No one is allowed to run away!"

He babbled non-stop, probably the most interaction with the barrage since the live broadcast.The barrage said that the game had not been cleared last time, and it was agreed that the next live broadcast would continue.

But Wen Xia was not happy: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

[Don’t dare, who dares to teach you]

[The anchor scolded the audience and reported /doge]

[I died laughing, this is a fake bar]

[Screen recording, has anyone recorded the screen? ]

Wen Xia let out a cold snort, and at this moment a gorgeous entry message popped up: Go back and enter the live broadcast room.

Going back: [I heard that someone drank fake wine? ]

Just as Wen Xia was about to speak, another simple but rich entry message: 5140005 entered the live broadcast room.

The digital boss came with twenty familiar models of blue whales.

Wen Xia: "Wow, boss! Thank you, boss!"

Come back: [? ]

Going back: [Obviously I came first...]

5140005: […]

[Grass I'm dying laughing]

[Turtle God, who told you to come in without giving gifts]

[It’s time for Grandpa’s favorite Shura field again]

[Fight and fight! ]

When I came back, I really painted two killer whale models.

Before the barrage had time to respond, the digital boss followed with four killer whale models.

When I went back, I sent three more.

The digital master followed suit and gave away six.

Anyway, it is twice as many as him.

Going back: […]

Go back: [grass]

The bullet screens cast hahaha ridicules at the turtle god. Wen Xia was still drunk, but looking at the densely packed words, he felt that his mind was even more unclear, and he also followed the music.

5410005: [Stop broadcasting after drinking, go to rest. ]

This SC is very eye-catching, Wen Xia got closer to see it clearly, and was not happy: "Why don't you broadcast it? I will broadcast it! Old Gui, get on the number!"

5410005: […]

Come back: [!Old Xia is here]

Go back and exit the live broadcast room.

[? ?I did not expect? ? ? ]

[Turtle god lies down and wins, but it’s okay]

[Digital Boss this wave, this wave is losing his wife and breaking his army]

[Xia Xia drinks fake wine for real hammer]

The two quickly formed a team and started a double row. Lin Fengqi sat in front of the computer wearing headphones, and could only give Wen Xia gifts one by one, in exchange for a thank you from Wen Xia during the game break.

After drinking, Wen Xia's marksmanship plummeted. Fortunately, in his state, the two of them played entertainment games from the beginning, and the effect of the show can be said to be both irritating and funny.

But Lin Fengqi couldn't laugh.He also opened another live broadcast room on the way, and when he saw that there were occasionally one or two scolding Xia Cai in that live broadcast room, he became even angrier.

But the reaction was pretty quick when I got back, and immediately told the room manager to silence after seeing it.

This way of handling made Boss Lin a little more comfortable, and he also used this trumpet to buy a few gifts for Huihui.

I happened to catch a glimpse of it when I came back, and thanked casually: "Thank you for the two dolphin models sent by 'Xia Xia is so cute'... Good guy, Lao Xia's fan? Thank you, thank you, I also think Lao Xia is very cute."

[? ? ? ? ?Brother? ]

[something wrong with you]

[Boss Xia is really cute, but come on you? ? ? ]

[something wrong with you]

[Confession in public, the romance is here, thank you, Turtle God]

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Lin Fengqi was even more heartbroken.

If I knew it earlier, I would not send it.

On this night, some people were drunk, some were happy, and some were watching the live broadcast alone and depressed.

Just when I was depressed, I heard Wen Xia say: "Hey, old turtle, when are you going to shoot that promotional video?"

It is not a secret that Group Whales TV invites anchors to shoot promotional videos. Some anchors who are sure to go have already told the audience in the live chat room, and the official does not care. This is like beauty bloggers It is of the same nature to mention in the video that I will go to a certain press conference after a while.

"It hasn't been decided yet, it seems that the candidates have not been fully decided yet." Going back, he said, "What's the matter? I remember you said you would not participate last time."

Wen Xia: "No."

Lin Fengqi heard this "uh", a trace of anticipation rose in his heart.

The cooperation between Fenghang and Qunjing TV has been stuck on the list of participating anchors for a long time. He knew that Qunjing had invited Wen Xia, but Wen Xia refused, so he was depressed all afternoon.

What does Wen Xia mean when he mentions this now?Are you repenting?

He hoped that Wen Xia would repent.

It's a pity that Wen Xia didn't mention this matter until the next broadcast.

Early the next morning, Wen Xia woke up suddenly when the alarm clock rang at the maximum volume.

He fell asleep in a daze last night, only remembering that he took a shower before going to sleep, the reason why he remembered it was because he almost slipped and fell in the bathroom, and was so startled that he woke up for a moment or two.

There was no smell of alcohol on her body, but the brain that had been eaten away by alcohol was still a little heavy, and her body had no strength.He woke up paralyzed in bed for a while before getting up.

While brushing his teeth, Wen Xia recalled last night, he didn't drink to the point of getting drunk, at least he didn't break up, and he still remembered what he did last night.After the replay, he let out a sigh of relief, luckily he didn't do anything embarrassing in front of Lin Fengqi.

He sorted out his thoughts, he didn't reveal to Lin Fengqi last night that he had read his diary, that's right.

Lin Fengqi got up earlier than him, and after he woke up, Ah Moo was temporarily ordered by Lin Fengqi to go back to his room, and he opened the door to let Wen Dage out for a stroll.

There was a smell of baked bread in the room, and that little robot also had the function of a sweeping robot. When Wen Xia walked over, he stopped it, and its mechanical eyes glowed red: "Please get out of the way, please get out of the way." , I can't walk through."

Wen Xia moved away a little, and stretched out her legs to stop it when it was about to pass by.

One person and one machine were so fun to play, even Wen Dage came to join in the fun, pawing at it curiously.

Lin Fengqi also looked at the side for a long time, unconsciously raised his lips, and said after a while: "Do you want breakfast?"

Wen Xia: "Eat."

When she sat down, Wen Xia touched her nose, thinking that she hadn't followed the principle of "non-interference and maintaining boundaries" that she mentioned at the beginning.It's all turned into a joke.

Lin Fengqi toasted a few slices of bread, fried two eggs, one for each person, and made Wen Xia a cup of hot milk.

He didn't say anything, sat down and started to eat breakfast quietly.

Wen Xia didn't speak, just kept silent for a while, Lin Fengqi couldn't hold back anymore, he struggled with the bookshelf and diary all night, and almost lost sleep: "You...entered my room yesterday?"

"Yeah," Wen Xia knew he wanted to ask this question. He was in a state of being shocked by the diary yesterday, and when he put the book back, he was in a hurry. Lin Fengqi, a well-organized person, would definitely find out Someone moved something, "I woke up late yesterday, Moo was making trouble in your room, and things fell all over the floor, so I'll clean it up for you by the way."

"...Thank you," Lin Fengqi asked tentatively, "Then have you..."

"Huh?" Wen Xia pretended not to understand.

Lin Fengqi exhaled lightly, not sure if he was relieved or gave up: "It's nothing."

"I hate half-talkers the most," Wen Xia said.

The man paused visibly, with no expression on his face, but the hand holding the coffee cup moved unsteadily, as if he was engaged in some kind of battle between heaven and man.

Finally he said, "I'm sorry."

Wen Xia asked, "What kind of apology is this?"

Perhaps he didn't expect Wen Xia to ask such a question, Lin Fengqi was taken aback, as if he couldn't answer for a moment.Wen Xia showed a lot of patience, and slowly gnawed on the slice of bread, with an attitude of "you decide how to answer yourself".

Only the sound of Wen Xia eating was left in the dining room. After a while, Lin Fengqi said, "There are many things."

"For example?" Wen Xia asked again.

"I... made you angry," Lin Feng stroked the wall of the coffee cup with his index finger, and said in a low voice, "Many times."

When he said this, Lin Fengqi looked at him cautiously and at a loss, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were like melting ice, with a trace of wet helplessness.

Wen Xia thought for a moment that he saw Ah Moo.Ah Moo looked like this when she acted like a baby.

He suddenly felt burned by the wet gaze, quickly lowered his eyes, listened to his slightly faster heartbeat, and still pretended to be nonchalantly cutting open the fried egg on the plate: "You speak so generally, how do I know?" What is it, I have never seen such an apology."

"I……"

Wen Xia glanced up secretly, and caught the frustration and annoyance flashing across Lin Fengqi's face, even his ears turned red.

How had he seen Lin Fengqi like this before?

Why is it so cute...

Seeing him like this, Wen Xia thought of Lin Fengqi's "husband" that was blown away by the wind last night, and suddenly felt a little hot in his ears.She couldn't help but raised her cool hand and pinched the earlobe quickly, trying to cool down.

He stabilized his mind, and muttered in a voice that Lin Fengqi could hear: "Anyway, I know that we are only in a money transaction relationship, and you have hated me since before, I understand."

After speaking, he waited for Lin Fengqi's reaction.

Sure enough, the coffee cup in Lin Fengqi's hand shook violently, and dark coffee stains splashed out of the cup and fell onto the tablecloth and his clothes.

But he didn't realize it, and stared blankly at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia saw for the first time what is called a pupil earthquake.

Boss Lin froze for a moment as if petrified, and his voice became unsteady: "Why do I...hate you?"

"Isn't it?" Wen Xia looked up at him after eating the last bite of fried egg, and said intentionally, "Then what if you like me?"

Lin Fengqi's pupils quake again.

He only knew that he couldn't speak, and was always making Wen Xia angry, but he never thought that he would actually hate him from Wen Xia!

He put down his glass, frowned and said anxiously, "I never said I hated you."

Wen Xia: "There are some things that don't need to be said, you can't hide the look in your eyes that hates someone."

Lin Fengqi: "..."

After eating and drinking enough, Wen Xia got up: "I'm full, I'm going to work first. Oh yes, thank you for picking me up yesterday anyway, I will transfer the gas fee to you, you remember to collect it this time."

Just two steps away, footsteps suddenly caught up behind him, and then his wrist was grabbed.

Wen Xia turned her head and fixed her eyes on Shang Lin Feng.The man took a light breath, as if he was doing some psychological construction: "Wen Xia, I..."

Wen Xia's heart beat faster, but she still pretended to be puzzled on the surface: "Is there anything else?"

Lin Fengqi: "...um."

Wen Xia: "Oh, then tell me."

Wen Xia waited patiently for more than ten seconds, and finally saw his mouth move——

"...today, the weather is not very good," Lin Fengqi said dryly, "remember to bring an umbrella."

Wen Xia: "..."

Wen Xia turned her head and glanced at the autumn air outside.

Wen Xia: "?"

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Second update~ This chapter also has red envelopes!Then tomorrow it will not be updated for the time being, and there will be another chapter at 20:[-] pm on the [-]th!Don't fatten me up, please everyone (weak.jpg

Your follow up!It was the motivation for Lin Feng to set off!If you can't catch up, you will suffer!Can't catch up!