A Serious Person Who Writes A Diary

Translator: Nacchi

Editor: Ajie

Unexpected Surprise

However, Wen Xia didn’t know that he had just lost the key to the door. He thought it was just that stupid robot who was stupid every day.

After washing up, he received a return message on his mobile phone, asking him why he did not participate in the filming of the platform’s promotional video.

[ Come back: We haven’t met yet, right? I also want to take advantage of this opportunity to keep our relationship in the dark. ]

[ Wen Xia: Don’t use idioms indiscriminately, who will tell you that we had a relationship.

Did you participate? ]

[ Come back: Of course. ]

I guessed so. Who was he, the turtle god? It was estimated that if the platform wanted to invite him, they would have to give him extra benefits.

Wen Xia, his first acquaintance could be regarded as not knowing each other.

At that time, his studio had just released his first game. The turtle god was tired of eating live chicken, so he said he wanted to find some other games to play. When he opened Steam, he just saw the recommendation, so he bought it.

But he had a problem. He was not merciful to the game he played for the first time, and he would nitpick very badly. That game naturally failed to escape his venomous mouth.

One can imagine the size of the audience in his live broadcast, and the comments under the Weibo went viral that night. But Wen Xia didn’t have a good temper when he heard that the young master was also not so good-tempered. There was no reason for him to swallow the gunfire that came to his door.

So the two had an intermittent public exchange on Weibo for 24 hours, and finally, they shook hands inexplicably. They also added WeChat to make an appointment to play games together.

Later, when he returned to live broadcast, he pulled him in the double row, and later he opened his live broadcast room.

The communication between the two was only online so far, and they hadn’t met each other offline.

[ Come back: Don’t you know, I’ve been greedy with Fenghang’s VR all-in-one machine for a long time, I also asked Nana specifically, she said that if you participate, you can ask Fenghang for a set. ]

[ Wen Xia: It’s not like you don’t have money to buy. ]

[ Come back: Young man, you don’t understand the joy of free stuff. ]

Wen Xia glanced at the wall next to the room, and said ‘I understand.’

For the two hundred thousand, whoever was happy would be happy.

He was the boss of Fenghang.

***

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 halfway through, and did not have any strange dreams.

Early the next morning, he and Lin Feng Qi collided at the door of the room.

“Morning.” Wen Xia greeted.

Lin Feng Qi’s gaze stayed on his face for two seconds before nodding.

Then, they went out separately.

Today was 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 and said he was downstairs in the office building.

Wen Xia came downstairs, and Zou Boyan’s car was parked on the side of the road. When he saw him come down, he rolled down the window and waved enthusiastically, “Wen Xia!”

Wen Xia stood by the car. He bent over and asked, “Where are the clothes I asked you to bring?”

Zou Boyan pointed backward, “It is in the backseat. You can go back and change.”

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

Fang Lianshu was a face-saving person. Every year, he organized his birthday with great fanfare according to the dinner specifications, regardless of whether he was familiar with him or not.

In short, he invited all kinds of people with good looks. In comparison, Wen Shanhai’s birthday could be said to be as pale as water.

It was often a gathering of a few old friends to drink. Sometimes they didn’t invite anyone, and they just had a meal at home with Wen Xia and they ate at a restaurant.

Wen Xia didn’t bring his clothes to Lin Feng Qi’s place. It was troublesome to go back to his own house after work. He simply asked Zou Boyan to bring a set of clothes. The two of them were similar in body shape, and they were the same size.

Zou Boyan closed the car window, and Wen Xia changed his clothes while listening to him talk, “You said that Lin Feng Qi is too cold, and he won’t give you the key… Can you not stay with him?”

“I’m the one who is moving, you don’t know how hard it is to move things.”

After he said this, they both fell silent. Zou Boyan was silent, and he looked at him strangely through the rearview mirror of the car.

“What?”

“Your tone is not right,” Zou Boyan looked suspicious, “Wen Xia, you won’t rekindle your old feelings for Lin Feng Qi, will you?”

After hearing this Wen Xia got angry and said, “What nonsense, what kind of sweet pastry is he? Am I hungry or crazy? So many delicious foods were not eaten, but I would eat him, an ordinary bun?”

“Really? I don’t understand, why did he look for you for such things as fake marriage?” Zou Boyan was puzzled.

Wen Xia also wanted to know.

After speaking, he was silent. Lin Feng Qi did not tell him the reason, and Wen Xia didn’t bother to ask about it. If he thought too much, it would be easy to fool himself.

Three years of high school had been enough. He didn’t want to let himself fall into a state where Lin Feng Qi’s words, expressions, or even eyes would make his emotions go up and down.

He didn’t want to guess the other party’s thoughts anymore, it was very tiring, and he had guessed enough for three years.

Anyway, he should let the past pass. Now he and Lin Feng Qi just took the relationship they needed.

The two arrived at the Oasis Hotel. They just entered the elevator, Wen Xia was dazzled, and suddenly saw the three people walking into the hotel’s door, there seemed to be a familiar face.

“Huh? Wen Xia, do you think that—”

The elevator door closed before his words were finished.

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

“—Lin Feng Qi, right?” Said Zou Boyan.

“Did you see him too?” Wen Xia asked.

“……”

There was silence for a few seconds, and Zou Boyan asked in confusion, “Why is he here?”

The two looked at each other, Wen Xia hesitated: “…Really? Have you heard that Uncle Fang knows him?”

“I haven’t heard of it…”

Fang Lianshu had a good face and loved making friends. He had a very good interpersonal circle.

There were a few people he knew wherever he went. His business was real estate, and it seemed that he had nothing to do with Lin Feng Qi.

It should be possible for him to be participating in some other activity, as Fang Lianshu didn’t have the entire Oasis Hotel booked, and only the banquet hall on the third floor.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, two welcoming ladies smiled and led them inside. The banquet hall was magnificent.

The lights and shadows were gorgeous and blurred, and the coveted pieces were intertwined, accompanied by symphonic dance music — it was also the same every year.

Wen Xia saw today’s protagonist Fang Lianshu at a glance. There was always no shortage of people around him. At the moment, he was holding a wine glass and chatting with people, one of whom was his father Wen Shanhai.

The two went to say hello, and Fang Lianshu smiled over Wen Xia, “Oh, Xiao Xia, it’s been a long time, right? I thought you were too busy today! I told your dad many times and asked him to call you.”

“Uncle Fang, how could I not come to your birthday?”

Wen Xia saw his father curl his mouth and hum silently with a little disdain.

“Okay, okay, uncle didn’t love you for nothing,” Fang Lianshu smiled, “You and Ah Huai haven’t seen each other for a long time, right?

Alas, he is not here now, there was a meeting on the company’s side, and he will come later. Don’t you know, he is busy now, sometimes there is no time to eat, and he negotiated a big project two days ago!”

The people around him echoed his words one after another. ‘Mr. Fang, you have a good son,’ and so on. I didn’t know how much was true or false. Anyway, Fang Lianshu was as happy as a flower.

Wen Xia tapped his father’s shoulder, “Old comrade Wen Shanhai, don’t be angry, I will invite you to have a barbecue another day.”

Wen ShanHai snorted heavily, and then said two seconds later, “Let’s go to another place. Don’t go back to that one again. The meat in that barbeque house was strangely stale.”

“Alright.”

Zou Boyan came over, “Can I join?”

Wen Xia was impolite, “It is a father and son bonding, why are you going to join in the fun?”

“Can’t I be regarded as Uncle Wen’s half son?” Zou Boyan said, “Or I can be your half father.”

Wen Shanhai was not happy: “Hey, brat, who are you going to take advantage of?”

Zou Boyan smiled.

At this time, a few people entered under the leadership of the hostess. Fang Lianshu personally greeted him this time, “Mr. Ma!”

Wen Xia turned his head and glanced, he was about to withdraw his gaze. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, and then looked over, startled for a moment.

What?

It was him.

Lin Feng Qi?

T/N: Advance merry Christmas guys! I recently broke a finger and still recuperating but I’ll try to resume update