Serious people who keep a diary

Wen Xia thought, she should really record this sentence and play it to her 17-year-old self.

Soon, the diary turned over junior high school and came to high school again.Familiar handwriting rushed towards his face, and it was obvious that not long had passed, but Wen Xia felt like meeting an old friend.

"I started reading from here last time," Wen Xia pointed to the diary and said, "If I hadn't read the diary, I would never have known that you liked me."

Lin Fengqi didn't speak, but hugged him tightly.

But Wen Xia said this not to blame him, he just wanted to say: "So, I am quite grateful to Moo."

Lin Fengqi looked puzzled.

"If he hadn't messed up your room that day, I wouldn't have found the diary at all."

Lin Fengqi thought about it, shook his head and said, "It's you who are so kind."

"Ok?"

Lin Fengqi said: "If you hadn't helped me pack my things, I wouldn't have seen the diary."

Wen Xia looked at him for two seconds, blinked, and suddenly laughed: "We are so naive."

If you have to fight over whose credit it is, it may all have to be traced back to birth.After all, if there were no Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi in the world, where would these stories come from.

Wen Xia watched while laughing.Although it was the second time to watch the high school part, what was different this time was that the person involved was by his side, and he would even ask the person involved for more detailed thoughts on a whim.Somewhat maliciously teasing thoughts.

But Lin Fengqi cooperated with him unconditionally.

The diary is time-sensitive, and so are the emotions recorded in the diary. Things that once seemed to be falling in the sky are nothing more than that now.Lin Fengqi almost never looked back at his diary. Although he kept every diary well, he didn't think it was meaningful to look back at the past.

Probably also because there is nothing worth looking back on.

Now Wen Xia accompanies him, going through those dusty pasts one by one again, some are funny, some are embarrassing, and more of them are relieved.

People will have many regrets in this life, but there are very few of them that can be truly relieved, and most of them are gradually let go as time goes by.That's not reconciliation, that's just forced forgetting.

On x month x day, 20xx, light rain

I found a kitten with a broken leg in the grass. It's very pitiful. It doesn't look like it was accidentally broken. I don't know if it was artificial.

I bought a ham sausage for it, and made it a simple cat bed, hoping it can survive tonight.

Wen Xia followed this section with her fingers, and circled several subsequent sections of the diary. This was when Lin Fengqi saw her for the first time. They used different methods at different times to save the same little one. cat.

"Do you still remember this kitten with a broken leg?" Wen Xia asked him.

Lin Feng nodded.

"I went to the pet hospital later and got in touch with the person who adopted it. We have been in touch all these years," Wen Xia said. "It is doing well in its new home, and it is now an 11-year-old cat. The body is still very good, and it eats well. Although it is a little lame, it does not affect its jumping up and down at all. Its adopter has also moved from a small rental house to a big villa now. One cat and one dog, it’s very lively now.”

Lin Fengqi listened, his expression softened a little, and he said, "That's good."

Wen Xia asked him, "Do you want to go and see it some other day?"

"Can you?"

"Of course." Wen Xia smiled. "Sister Yao asked me before, but at the time I thought it was enough to know that it was doing well, and there was no need to bother."

Sister Xiao Yao was the one who adopted the kitten back then. Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi were two brats at the time. She had already graduated from university and was six years older than them.

"Now...is it necessary?" Lin Fengqi asked.

Wen Xia said "um": "That's great. I have to thank it properly, thank it for allowing you to see me."

Speaking of this, Lin Fengqi suddenly remembered something, and asked him instead: "Then, what about you?"

"I?"

Lin Fengqi pointed to the date on the diary with one hand, and said, "I fell in love with you at this time, how about you? Why do you... like me?" His voice became softer and tinged with a trace of love. Anxious expectation.

Wen Xia thought it was true.

He knew how Lin Fengqi knew him and how he was moved, but he never seemed to tell Lin Fengqi why he liked him.

Lin Fengqi never went back to the source, and quietly accepted everything Wen Xia gave him.

"Do you still remember the mid-term exam in the first semester of high school? I accidentally stepped on you in the corridor." Wen Xia flipped through the diary and found that paragraph——

November x, 20xx, sunny

I went to see the rankings today, bumped into Wen Xia, and was stepped on by him, but it didn't hurt, he apologized to me. "Sorry" was the first thing he said to me.It is worth remembering.

……

……

Lin Fengqi looked at the few lines he had written, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Remember," he said.

How could he not remember anything related to Wen Xia.What's more, he saw Wen Xia from outside the crowd at that time, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze into the crowd, as if he was closer to Wen Xia.Just didn't expect to be stepped on.

"Maybe, it started at this time. When I saw you, my heart almost stopped," Wen Xia looked at him and said, "You don't even know how special you are."

In fact, Wen Xia didn't know why he fell in love with Lin Feng in a daze.

The glimpse in the crowd of people in the hallway, he didn't regard it as love at first sight for so many years, but since it wasn't love at first sight, why did he pay so much attention to a person in the days to come?

Lin Fengqi treated him like this.

Perhaps this is the heartbeat of young people.

Maybe it's just a rain, a back view, a simple sentence of communication, a smile...or a casual look at each other.When they walked into each other's eyes, they didn't do anything unique, but at that moment they were so special in each other's eyes.This heartbeat comes suddenly, but it is so pure.

That's why it's so memorable.

Lin Fengqi asked in a low voice: "Then later, you got into Class A because of me?"

Wen Xia said, "It's not entirely for you, but it's really because of you."

The year and a half of high school was unknowingly finished, and Wen Xia finally saw the place where it was broken last time——

On x month x day, 20xx, sunny

I touched hands with Wen Xia again, I can't let him touch me again, my heart can't take it, I will die.

Is there any way to make him less cute?

Wen Xia clicked his tongue twice: "Look at you, just touch your hand, can't you bear it?"

Lin Fengqi: "..."

Lin Fengqi hugged him, his voice was like a mosquito: "That's because..."

"Because of what?"

"young."

"is it?"

Wen Xia suddenly lowered her head and pressed her ear to his chest.

Two seconds later, he got up and said with a smirk, "It's not much better now, my deskmate. Why is my heart still beating so fast?"

Lin Fengqi blushed slightly, looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly leaned over and kissed him.

The kiss was caught off guard, Wen Xia subconsciously stepped back, and the next second, the back of her head was pinned.The breath is quickly swept away by the opponent's aggression.

The skin touched the slightly cool air, and the next second the warm touch was attached to it, rubbing and sliding along the waistline, with a slight roughness, his whole body softened, and as he put Lin Fengqi's arm, he couldn't help but let out a groan. The vague sobs were also swallowed by the other party.

When they parted, Wen Xia leaned against the head of the bed, breathing lightly to calm down, but Lin Fengqi crouched down, imitating him and putting his ears on his chest.A few seconds later, he raised his head, the lights in his deep eyes were mixed with desire, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Now we are the same."

Needless to say, Wen Xia could hear her own heartbeat that was about to explode.

The diary was thrown to the ground by their fuss.Wen Xia picked it up, and after he calmed down, he persistently pulled him to continue looking down.

The closer the college entrance examination is, the longer the time span of the diary will be. The interval between the last two diaries is almost a month. The last few entries are like this——

September 20, 6xx, sunny

The college entrance examination is over, you should have done well.

Wen Xia didn't go to the class dinner tonight.Without him, many things became a little boring.So I went home early.

Perhaps, the meeting outside the examination room this morning was the last time we met.

June 20, 6xx, overcast

It turned out that the last time was not the last time, but today's graduation ceremony was.

After today is over, we will not have anything to do anymore, sadly.

Wish him all the best.

...still sad.I don't want to leave him, I want to see him every day in the future.

This is the penultimate diary entry, and the last diary entry was stopped on the day when Lin Fengqi received the admission notice.

On x month x, 20xx, sunny to cloudy

The acceptance letter has arrived.

I heard from the class monitor that Wen Xia went to Z University for the exam.It's a good school, but it's a bit far from the city I'm going to.That's fine, maybe he'll be happier without me.

I hope Wenxia's future will be bright and prosperous.

Wen Xia stroked the slightly sunken handwriting on the paper, and said, "Fool."

Lin Fengqi hugged him tightly, and repeated sullenly: "Well, I'm a fool."

Wen Xia looked at the blank space on the next page: "You didn't remember it after that?"

"Ah."

As I write this, the diary is not exhausted.The book is very thick. When Lin Fengqi bought it, he planned to keep a diary for a long time, but he didn't even think that the diary would end up here.

Because he was used to recording things related to Wen Xia, when Wen Xia left his life, he felt that writing a diary became a boring thing.In addition, he naively did not want his future life to dilute the traces of Wen Xia's existence.

"It's such a good book, it's a pity." Wen Xia said while turning back a few pages, but Lin Fengqi suddenly stretched out his hand and took the diary away from him.

As soon as he raised his head, Lin Fengqi leaned over and gnawed on him, saying: "Now you are by my side, what a pity."

Ever since Lin Fengqi came to his senses knowing that Wen Xia had read the diary, he became a little bit arbitrary.

It seems that his underwear is gone, so he has nothing to be afraid of.

Seeing him tidying up the diary, Wen Xia felt that something was weird.Before he had time to think about it, Lin Fengqi got out of bed with three diaries and said, "You didn't sleep well last night, do you want to go to bed early today?"

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but Wen Xia really feels a little sleepy when you talk about it.

He yawned and went back to his room to get a change of clothes.Lin Fengqi was still in another bathroom when he came out of the bathroom, Wen Xia searched for his phone for a while, and finally found it on the dining table.

I haven't looked at my phone all night, and there are several unread messages, two of which were sent back——

[Fuck, I've been busy for the past two days, so I haven't broadcast live, you cow, the love in the live broadcast room is showing off]

[That what, I really don't know if it's your partner, or you smashed the gift for me with your partner's number? ]

Wen Xia could still understand the first one, and the second one was also in Chinese characters, but why couldn't he understand it together?

Wen Xia replied to him: [What the hell? ]

Walking to the door of the bedroom, the reply from Going Back popped up: [That "Xia Xia is so cute, what should I do" isn't your date?He gave me a gift last time, and I was thinking that your fans love me too much. ]

Wen Yixia: [? ? ?ah?When did he give you a present? ]

Come back: [?Just the time you drank counterfeit wine, the two of us broadcasted the entertainment bureau all night]

Wen Xia was still in a daze, and quickly sent a message to explain after returning:

Come back: [! ! ! ]

Going back: [Fuck, Lao Xia, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with your partner! ]

But at the moment Wen Xia didn't care whether he had anything to do with it or not, he frowned, recalled the time mentioned when he went back, and then realized——it didn't match up.

The time when this account actually appeared does not match the time when Lin Fengqi said it was used.

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Mr. Lin, who is taking a bath at this time: I am so brave today (proud.jpg