Serious people who keep a diary

Wen Xia had a dream that night, but it wasn't a nightmare.He dreamed that he really became a cuddling bear, and Lin Fengqi hugged him everywhere, wandering around, dazzled by him.Later Lin Fengqi solemnly put him in a cradle where a baby slept, said a few words and left.

When he woke up, there was no one around him, and there was no Lin Fengqi's suitcase in the room.

Lin Fengqi's plane was more than an hour earlier than him.

Wen Xia turned over and lay flat, couldn't help reaching out to touch the other half of the bed.

It was cold for more than an hour.

He sighed.

After lying on the bed for a few minutes, Wen Xia got up to pack her things.

When I checked out, I met Huilai downstairs, and he also hurried back to clean up the little bastards in the club. The two went to the airport together.

Just as Wen Xia was about to agree, she came back and added winkingly, "Don't worry, I'm in control now."

Wen Xia: "?"

After these two days of observation, Wen Xia and the handsome guy in the suit seemed to have a very close relationship, and when they got back, they felt that his guess was true. That person is probably the digital boss. What arithmetic sequence BE - he still can't figure this out for the time being, but since the handsome guy in the suit knows that Wen Xia is an anchor, he usually watches the live broadcast, right?It doesn't make sense for Wen Xia to know that his lover is watching the live broadcast and let the audience frantically use CP. The Wen Xia he knows is not that kind of person.

It's possible that the two of them had a fight over something two days ago, and they were having a cold war. This would explain why the handsome guy in the suit had nothing to do with him during the filming, but he still ran around with him—wasn't it just to trick Xia!

That stickiness, tsk tsk, is really carved out of the same mold as the number boss's ignorant Xia talking to him a lot.

After returning home, I analyzed it for a while, and the more I analyzed, the more I felt that I could switch careers and become a detective.

Until they parted, Wen Xia didn't figure out what "property" meant.

Sure enough, Lin Fengqi understood better.

After landing, Wen Xia went home directly, and there was a message from Lin Fengqi on his phone, asking him to report that he was safe at home.

Wen Yixia: [I'm home. ]

The observation subject replied in seconds: [Hmm. ]

Observation object: [Go to the studio in the afternoon? ]

Wen Yixia: [Yes.are you okayCome back so early, aren't you tired? ]

Observer is typing...

Suddenly no more input.

Lin Fengqi stopped typing, covered his lips with a fist and coughed twice, falling into deep thought.

Should I be tired?

If he was tired, would Wen Xia feel sorry for him?Will you comfort him?

……

Wen Xia waited for half a minute when her phone vibrated.

Observation object: [A bit. ]

Observation subject: [...really caught a cold. ]

Wen Xia replied to him: [I said yesterday that you had a cold, but you still refuse to admit it? ]

The observed subject struggled for a while, and finally chose to play dead.

Wen Xia glanced at the time, got up and went to the kitchen. Of course, there were no fresh ingredients in the refrigerator. They had been away on business for a few days, and before they left, they cleaned up the ingredients that couldn't last long in the refrigerator.

If you want to eat at noon, you have to go shopping first.

He closed the refrigerator, thought for a while, and sent Lin Fengqi a message: [Are you having lunch at the company? ]

Observation object: [Hmm. ]

I don't know how Lin Fengqi understood it, Wen Xia was still typing, and he quickly replied: [There are no ingredients at home, I'm not sure if I have time to go back at noon, but I can ask Zeng Yuan to bring food back to you, don't you Order takeout. ]

It's rare to see him post such a long string of words while chatting.

Wen Xia replied no need, and asked him: [Are you so busy at noon?What time do you leave work? ]

Observation object: [Unknown. ]

During the two days when he was away, although Zeng Yuan and other management were in charge of the company's affairs, they did not have the right to make decisions on many matters, and they could not intervene too much beyond their positions. Lin Fengqi had to go into battle in person.

There is a price to pay for fishing. It may take 5 minutes to fill up 10 minutes of fishing.Even the boss is no exception.

In contrast, Wen Xia still has room to breathe.

The demo version of "Flower of Doom" will be taken off the shelves tonight. During his absence, the production of the game has not stopped. There are few people in the studio, and everyone has a passion and enthusiasm for the game. For a company as big as Lin Fengqi's, managing it is really exhausting and laborious.

This is also the reason why Wen Xia refused to follow Wen Shanhai's wish to take over his company.

In fact, his material desires are not that strong, and he was used to doing whatever he wanted since he was a child. He only wanted to do what he liked, and earn some money by the way so that he would not worry about food and clothing.

His attitude, in Fang Lianshu's mouth, is "a lazy boy who has no pursuit". According to Comrade Lao Wen, he is often used as a negative example by Fang Lianshu to scold Fang Huai, for fear that his own son will become such an unprogressive bastard like him. .

Wen Xia often couldn't understand the Fang family's strange Spartan education.

Wen Xia's original plan was to get a good night's sleep after returning home, but now he temporarily changed his mind, put down his suitcase and went out again.

He went to a nearby supermarket to buy some ingredients, and went home to cook without stopping.

At 11:30, Wen Xia parked her car and walked into the Fenghang Technology Building with her lunch box.

This was the first time he walked in. Before reuniting with Lin Fengqi, although they were in the same city, he watched the Fenghang Science and Technology Building rise up little by little, and passed by countless times, but the shortest distance, He just stopped outside the gate, looked up at the towering building, and then turned and left.

He had thought they would never have anything to do again.

The front desk raised a decent and friendly professional smile: "Hello, what can I do?"

Wen Xia said, "I'm looking for Zeng Yuan."

"May I ask your name?"

"Wen Xia."

"Okay, please wait a moment, I will contact you for you."

When Zeng Yuan received the call, he was just about to go to dinner, and asked Mr. Lin, who was working hard in the office, if he wanted to go with him. Mr. Lin, who was buried in work, said that we would talk later.

As soon as he turned his head and came out, he received a call from the front desk: "There is a gentleman named Wen Xia downstairs who wants to see you."

Zeng Yuan glanced back at Lin Fengqi's office, thinking that he was not looking for me: "Wait a minute, it might be looking for Mr. Lin, I'll tell Mr. Lin about it."

He didn't hang up the phone, and walked back to the office, the voice of the front desk and Wen Xia's indistinct communication came from the other end of the phone.Just as he was about to knock on the door, the receptionist hurriedly said, "No, this Mr. Wen Xia said he was looking for you."

Zeng Yuan slowed down his knock on the door: "?"

Zeng Yuan hurried to the lobby on the first floor, saw Wen Xia sitting in the reception area, hurriedly ran over: "Mr. Wen!"

Wen Xia put away her phone and got up: "Please run for a while."

"No trouble," Zeng Yuan looked at his hand, "Are you...?"

"Meal delivery," Wen Xia raised the lunch box in her hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell Lin Fengqi that I was coming, and I never came, so I can't go up rashly, so I have to ask the little girl to contact you first. gone."

"No, no, it's nothing."

Zeng Yuan led him upstairs. The design of Fenghang Building is very interesting, simple and sci-fi coexist. Even the elevator is made with a sense of technology. At first step, it does not look like an elevator, but like a spaceship cabin in a sci-fi movie.

The elevator went up all the way, and stopped in the middle, but they were all going to the restaurant on the second floor for dinner. When the elevator went up, they didn't come in. They only said hello to Zeng Yuan when the door opened, and then looked at the restaurant curiously. summer.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, Zeng Yuan said, "Here we are."

This is the peak time for eating, and some of them brought their own meals, sitting at the workstations and watching dramas while eating, enjoying the comfort of their lunch break.

The two walked against the current, and Zeng Yuan led Wen Xia Linfeng up to the office: "This is the one, Mr. Lin should still be inside."

Wen Xia thanked: "Thank you, you should hurry up and eat."

Zeng Yuan smiled and waved away.

Wen Xia knocked on the door, and Lin Fengqi's voice came through the frosted glass door: "Come in."

He opened the door and poked his head in. Lin Fengqi was buried behind the computer and was busy. He didn't look up, thinking that it was some employee who came to report to work.

Wen Xia closed the door and approached slowly.

His footsteps were quiet, deliberately not disturbing, Lin Fengqi probably hadn't heard anyone speak for a long time, frowned, finally willing to take his eyes off the computer screen and looked up.

Wen Xia managed to see his dumbfounded expression.

"You..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Fengqi quickly adjusted his tone when he realized his gaffe, "Why are you here?"

Wen Xia raised her eyebrows: "I can't come?"

"That's not what I meant." Lin Fengqi hurriedly clarified that because of a cold, he spoke with a slightly nasal voice, sounding inexplicably aggrieved.

As he spoke, he glanced down and saw the lunch box in Wen Xia's hand: "This is...?"

Wen Xia picked up the lunch box and put it on the desk, saying, "Reciprocity is a courtesy."

Lin Fengqi had sent him meals for nearly a week, and even if he didn't go, he would definitely let Zeng Yuan go, and he never forgot to bring the other four gluttons who were hungry for food in his studio every time.

Now it's finally his turn to give one too.

Lin Fengqi's expression was in a rare trance, as if he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion for a moment, he stared straight at the lunch box, and then raised his eyes to Wen Xia after a few seconds.

That look... Wen Xia didn't know how to describe it.

It's a bit like Ah Moo's appearance after successfully getting snacks.

Shiny.It looks like the heart is so soft.

"Where do you want to eat?" Wen Xia couldn't cope with such scorching gaze, and asked with a light cough, "Is this still the coffee table?"

"Coffee table." Lin Fengqi replied.

The two moved to the coffee table. The lunch box was packed in an insulated bag. Wen Xia took it out and opened it one by one, and the office was filled with the aroma of vegetables.

Wen Xia made two meat dishes and one vegetarian dish, Coca-Cola Chicken Wings, Tomato Scrambled Eggs, and Boiled Choy Hearts, all of which looked good, not inferior to Lin Fengqi's craftsmanship.There is also a small box of after-dinner fruits, large and plump green grapes, Wen Xia deliberately wiped off the drops of water after washing.

He brought meals and cutlery for two.

"Are you...eating here too?" Lin Fengqi asked.

"Isn't it possible?" Wen Xia said, "Reciprocity is the norm."

Reciprocity...does that include this section too?

Lin Fengqi thought a little dizzily.Feeling dizzy with happiness.

He is very happy now, the fatigue caused by work is not worth mentioning at this moment, he even thinks that he can stay up all night after eating this meal.

This seemed to be the first time he had eaten Wen Xia's dishes - it was specially made for him by Wen Xia!

Wen Xia made it for him, and brought it to him, and even had lunch with him.

Does this mean that, at least at this moment, he more or less occupies a corner in Wen Xia's heart?

Lin Fengqi was overwhelmed by this sudden and unexpected joy, even though his face was still calm and calm.

"...What are you doing?" Wen Xia asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Lin Fengqi responded calmly.

Wen Xia stared at his chopsticks: "Isn't this the bone you just spat out, why did you put it in the bowl again?"

Lin Feng froze, looked down at the chicken wing bones that were about to be put back into the rice, and calmly picked them out again.However, she couldn't stop her ears from turning red: "...it's wrong."

Can this still be wrong?

Wen Xia was speechless, and nodded kindly to help him out: "Understood, after all, my cooking is so delicious, even the bones are delicious."

Lin Fengqi blushed, picked up the lunch box and ate a mouthful of food, and said "um" in a muffled voice.

The wings that Wen Xia bought were very large, and he picked out the plump ones, the meat was soft and tender, and the bones fell off easily.The sweetness is just right, the mouth will not be full of sweetness after one bite, and the sweetness and saltiness are just right.

Really delicious.

Lin Fengqi was a little distracted while eating, Wen Xia's cooking skills are so superb, is it voluntary or forced?

When he was in high school, he heard that Wen Xia never needed to cook by himself at home. There was a housekeeper at home to take care of all his food and daily life. Just a lifetime.However, the changes in Wen's family came violently, and they were lost overnight. During that time, Wen Xia should have to support a lot of things alone, right?Could cooking skills come from having to take care of myself during that time?

Being forced to grow up is a cruel thing.

No one knows better than Lin Fengqi.

He suddenly disappeared. Just now, he only cared about his own happiness.

Seeing him put down his chopsticks, Wen Xia glanced at the remaining half of his lunch box: "Are you full now?"

"No."

"Then what's wrong with you, why are you looking at me like that..."

"Don't bring me food in the future." Lin Fengqi said.

Wen Xia was gnawing a piece of chicken wing in his mouth, he was stunned when he heard this, he shaved off the meat and spit out the bones, chewed it, chewed it, swallowed it, and then asked, "Why?"

Lin Fengqi pursed his lips and said, "I don't want to..."

"What don't you want?" Wen Xia said, "Don't want to see me? Or don't you want others in your company to see me?"

"No."

Lin Fengqi frowned slightly, looked at him with seriousness and distress, and said softly, "I don't want... to see you so tired."

Wen Xia: "...?"

Wen Xia didn't know where he came to his conclusion: "I'm not tired, it's not difficult to cook two or three dishes."

"...But you originally didn't need this."

Wen Xia was taken aback.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and drooped his eyes, pursed his lips and remained silent.

He was a little annoyed, he should have put down his work at noon today and went back to cook for Wen Xia, instead of letting Wen Xia make a hard trip over.He was always interested in Wen Xia...

This morning he woke up earlier than Wen Xia, and when he woke up, he hugged Wen Xia again without any surprise, even his hand on Wen Xia's waist was very dangerous, because when Wen Xia turned over, the hem of his clothes rolled up a little, His hands were almost in his shirt.

He was so shocked that he believed that he must have done something subconsciously the night before to offend Wen Xia so abruptly.

Wen Xia reacted for a long time before he vaguely figured out what Lin Fengqi meant by this sentence.

Seeing the man drooping, he thought of that diary.

In the diary, Lin Fengqi mentioned his family background more than once. Although it was not in a jealous or envious tone, it could be seen that he cared about it very much.If anything, when he mentioned this matter, his words were sour and... low self-esteem.

In his eyes, Wen Xia is like the sun in the sky, distant and hot, a star that he is not qualified to chase in his life.

It can be heard that Xia never felt that she was as sacred and inviolable as Lin Fengqi thought.

He does not deny that he has a wealthy family background and has lived in an environment surrounded by stars since he was a child. Whether he wants to or not, there are always a large number of people around him. Most of them are not for him, but for the backers behind him. here.When he was young, he foolishly regarded the peers around him as sincere good friends, but when he grew up, he understood that all the interpersonal contacts reaching out to him were with purpose and interests.

Are you uncomfortable?Of course it's hard.But this is something that can’t be helped, so he learned to adapt and let himself live a more chic and casual life-making friends?Okay, then hand it over, but he must ensure that he is the absolute center in the interpersonal circle.

Fortunately, he was very successful in doing this. He has a basket of friends, real and fake, and he can do whatever he wants wherever he goes.

Wind and rain, it is naturally precarious and not reliable.

Just because of this, Wen Xia didn't think she was as good as Lin Fengqi thought.Not to mention that he even has some young master's faults that he can't get rid of. It is said that he is willful, but if he is not careful, he will become willful.

Sometimes he looked at Lin Fengqi and felt that a talent like him deserved all the flowers and praises.

Later, learning to cook is an inevitable thing.

Not to mention the changes in his family, even if there are no such things, he has to work and move out to live by himself, so he has to learn how to take care of himself.If you say you have money to hire an aunt, you can, but it's not necessary.

He likes a life where someone waits on him and doesn't need to worry about himself. Who doesn't like it?But he also didn't like that he was really served as a useless person.

Wen Xia came back to her senses, picked up an egg with chopsticks, and said, "It's the same with you."

"what?"

"Cooking and cooking, who to send the food to... Considering your current wealth and status, you don't need it," Wen Xia looked at him, "But why are you doing this again?"

Lin Fengqi was startled slightly.

Why do you do this?

Because he likes Wen Xia.

and also……

"Also," Wen Xia continued, "I didn't see that you bought a mansion or villa, you only bought a flat, the area is just that, ordinary, not like a big boss at all—oh, maybe A car is more suitable. Why is that?"

He has always noticed this. In fact, except for the car, suit and dress, which can clearly support his identity, Lin Fengqi's residence, daily clothes, living habits, etc. are all the same as ordinary people. How much money does it look like.

Rao Wen Xia's family fell into such a state of desperation, and Wen Shanhai gritted his teeth and insisted on keeping the villa where the family lived, saying that he would not sell it.

Lin Fengqi had an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Warm, swollen, and a little sour.

It's like being touched by someone's soul - that's a feeling of being understood.

He looked at Wen Xia who was having dinner, and the vast expanse of light from the floor-to-ceiling windows poured in, and Wen Xia's figure was shrouded in a soft but bright tulle.

"Because...that's all I want to do." He said in a low voice.

Wen Xia said "um", looked at him and smiled: "Yes, I just wanted to do that."

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