Serious people who keep a diary

Lin Fengqi cried.

To be precise, it cannot be called crying completely, it is more appropriate to say whining.

Wen Xia really didn't expect such a big reaction.He held his chest and calmed down for a while, restraining the thought of pushing people into the chair and kissing him hard, and coaxingly said: "How do you want me to make an apology, just tell me, I will satisfy you."

Lin Fengqi covered his face and shook his head.

Wen Xia dragged the chair and moved over: "Tell me, it's my fault for reading your diary."

He got closer and closer, Lin Fengqi twisted his body, two vague words came out from between his fingers: "No..."

"Ok?"

Wen Xia thought for a while, then repeated the old trick, leaning forward and blowing into Lin Fengqi's ear.

Lin Fengqi almost didn't jump up, but at the same time he took off his hand covering his face, revealing a face that was blushing and the corners of his eyes slightly moist.He looked at Wen Xia in a panic, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and in the end he could only support himself on the edge of the seat with one hand and grab the back of the chair with the other.

"Why is your reaction different from what I thought," Wen Xia said, "No matter how you are not angry, you should be somewhat unhappy, right?"

"...Why?" Lin Fengqi asked with difficulty, his voice lacking confidence.

"Why, I peeked at your diary."

Lin Fengqi licked his lips and said, "But...you didn't do it on purpose."

"Just believe me when I say it wasn't on purpose? What if I lie to you," Wen Xia said, "What if I deliberately went through your things while you were not at home?"

Lin Fengqi muttered something.

"What did you say?" Wen Xia didn't hear clearly, and leaned closer.

Lin Fengqi clasped the back of the chair nervously, rolled his Adam's apple, and said, "It doesn't matter if you roll over on purpose."

Wen Xia was stunned.

Lin Fengqi turned his eyes back to his face, and said softly, "You can look through all my things at will."

Everyone has their own bottom line and principles.

But for Wen Xia, Lin Fengqi has no bottom line.

—So half an hour later.

Lin Fengqi grabbed the door frame with one hand, and his face, which had never changed color before the collapse of Mount Tai, showed an expression that could be called despair, and he cried out pleadingly: "Wen Xia..." Seeing that he was about to cry again.

"You said it yourself, I can flip through all your things at will," Wen Xia dragged his arm into the room, "Anyway, I've seen them once, and I'm familiar with them the second time."

"Look, I'm going to cut fruit for you..."

"Who can eat fruit just after a full meal?" Wen Xia simply put on airs as a young master, "It doesn't matter, just watch it with me."

"..."

Seeing that Lin Fengqi was so wronged that his mouth was slightly deflated, Wen Xia suddenly let go of his hand.

The strength pulling him suddenly disappeared, Lin Fengqi was stunned for a moment, before he could react, Wen Xia suddenly approached and kissed his face.

Lin Fengqi: "!"

At that moment, Lin Fengqi suddenly stopped breathing.

This kiss seemed to be coaxing a child. After Wen Xia finished kissing, he pressed his forehead and softened his voice: "At the same table, let's watch together, okay?"

Lin Fengqi's brain, which has been suffering heavy blows since yesterday, is light at this moment, not to mention reading the diary together, even if he eats the diary on the spot.

Wen Xia successfully dragged the fluttering Lin Fengqi into the room.

Since the two confirmed their relationship, Lin Fengqi hadn't slept in this second bedroom, but except for some frequently worn clothes, everything in the second bedroom hadn't been transferred to the master bedroom, and remained in the original place—including Those books on the bookshelf and Lin Fengqi's office desk computer.Sometimes he will go home and work overtime.

The books on the shelf were rearranged neatly again, Wen Xia found the familiar diary from last time, and asked Lin Fengqi, "Do you have any other diaries?"

Lin Fengqi silently took out the other two books.

"so much?"

"...from elementary school," Lin Fengqi said, "it's all here."

The owner of the diary is so generous, there is no reason for Wen Xia not to look at it from elementary school.

Lin Fengqi knew how to write a diary. At first, it was because of the homework assigned by the school. When he said this, Wen Xia remembered that when he was in elementary school, the head teacher also arranged a diary for a period of time. At that time, the diary was written as an homework. He didn't like it. This kind of homework, so eight out of ten entries in the diary are all made up.

The paper of the elementary school diary has turned yellow, and the children were exposed to pencils in the early days. The handwriting he wrote when he was young was not very beautiful, but it can be said to be quite correct for children of that age.

The diary begins with the following sentence:

"This diary is exclusively for Lin Fengqi!"

Wen Xia looked at the people around him.

The owner of the diary beside him looked at the line with red cheeks, raised his hand and pinched his earlobe and said, "This is for... not to be confused with homework."

Like Wen Xia, Lin Fengqi didn't like the diary homework assigned by the teacher.But he likes the process of writing a diary, as if he is talking to himself, and he can confide in the diary all the things he doesn’t want to tell others or can’t say.Homework is different. Homework must be handed in, and others will see it.

So he has two diaries, one is superficial for the teacher to read, and the other is his "private exclusive".

Lin Fengqi in elementary school can write down almost everything, and the diary is full of content, even if he sees a butterfly on the side of the road, sees ants moving, the old man gives up his seat on the bus, etc., he will remember the small events in life. down.It belongs to children's natural perception and curiosity about the world, and in his eyes, these things that can be seen everywhere are so beautiful.

But that's not all.

Turning another page, after reading only two lines, Wen Xia's smile disappeared and she frowned.

Lin Fengqi's heart tightened, and holding back his shame, he stretched out his hand and wanted to turn a few pages back: "These are...don't read."

Wen Xia slapped him down, preventing him from turning over.

"I want to see it." Wen Xia said.

Lin Fengqi frowned slightly, coaxing: "Don't read, these are nothing to look at."

"Hand," Wen Xia said in a deep voice, "Take it away."

"..." Lin Fengqi slowly withdrew his hand.

From this section of the diary, Lin Fengqi's diary began to turn into short paragraphs of concise records. If the previous ones were all clear skies, then from this paragraph on, gloomy showers gradually fell——

On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, sunny

Don't want to go to school.

Why does the week go by so long?

On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, sunny

This week's autumn outing, the teacher asked us to group freely, and no one was with me.

On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, sunny

The teacher put me with another boy who couldn't find a partner.But I don't like him.

He threw my pencil case in the trash last time.

On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, sunny

I complained to the teacher this morning, and the teacher called them to scold them. In the afternoon, I took out two live caterpillars from the drawer.

Why is it sunny these days?I hate sunny days.

……

A little boy who was excluded simply recorded his loneliness day after day in his diary.

Wen Xia pursed her lips tightly, and turned page after page until her chin was lifted by a hand, and gentle kisses fell, pecking his lips, corners of lips, tip of nose and eyes one after another.

Lin Fengqi comforted in a low voice: "Don't be angry...it's over."

Wen Xia still felt very angry, angry and distressed.He put down the diary for the time being, put his arms around Lin Fengqi's neck, and kissed him hard on the back of the head: "If your elementary school is in the same school as me, and there are teachers and other things, I'll beat them up and make them cry .”

Lin Fengqi backed away a little, took a breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "...that way you will be called a parent."

"If you're afraid of shit, just yell," Wen Xia said ruthlessly, "At worst, they'll even beat their parents together."

"It's all adults..." Lin Fengqi's thoughts were taken away by him, "You can't beat it."

"What's the matter, my lord, do they dare to try on me?"

"..." Isn't this a bear kid?

Lin Fengqi suddenly laughed.

That smile was truly heartwarming, Wen Xia had never seen him smile so happily, he was stunned for a moment, his resentment was like a balloon that burst suddenly, and deflated with a "poof".

"...What are you laughing at?" He murmured with his ears burning, "I'm helping you vent your anger."

Lin Fengqi hugged his waist and hugged him, his voice muffled on his shoulders: "If it's possible... I really hope that the person who grew up with you was me."

Wen Xia felt weak at the tip of his heart, so he put his chin on Lin Fengqi's shoulder and said, "Then you don't have to work harder, hurry up and develop the time machine, and I will fight bad guys for you as soon as possible when you are a child."

Lin Fengqi shook his head, his hair rubbed against his neck, itching."I'll come to you," he said.

From pencils to fountain pens, and then to water-based pens, Lin Fengqi's handwriting became more and more regular and sharp, showing sharp edges, just like that frail little boy gradually growing into a handsome young man.

Growing up was accompanied by pain, and his diary recorded particularly frequently during the period of family upheaval. He was only a teenager, but he supported the family together with his father early on.Those words that would burden his father after saying them were all written in the diary. Wen Xia needed to stop and adjust his emotions several times. Every time at this time, Lin Fengqi would hug him and rub his head against him. .

It seemed to be telling him that it was all over.

The pain of the past has been washed away by the good medicine of time.

This is not without interesting things, such as——

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, light rain

A boy confessed to me... I never thought that this kind of thing would happen to me, what should I do?

I'm not sure if I like boys.

Depending on the time, this incident happened when Lin Feng was about to take the senior high school entrance examination.

Seeing this, Wen Xia remembered something. He asked Lin Fengqi in high school if he liked boys, but Lin Fengqi didn't answer him at that time.

Seeing that Xia Ting hadn't turned back on this page for a long time, Lin Fengqi became nervous and said, "I... didn't promise him at that time."

Wen Xia came back to her senses, and was stunned for a second before realizing that he was explaining. Suddenly, she teased her and asked him, "Then why did you reject him?" Lin Feng said, he really couldn't believe how much he could say Come with nice words.

Sure enough, Lin Feng froze for a moment, and said falteringly: "I just said... the duty of a student should be to study hard. We are still young, so it is not the time to think about these things..."

As expected of you.

Wen Xia silently sympathized with that boy in her heart.

"Then did you like boys?" Wen Xia asked again, "When I asked you this question later, you didn't answer me."

"That's because... I didn't know how to answer at that time."

"why?"

Lin Fengqi frowned lightly, a little distressed: "I never thought about this, you asked me if I like boys, I can't answer... because I only liked you."