CFL 52

Wen Ci subconsciously closed his eyes for a moment, then realized it was through the phone, and after a brief silence, he hesitantly said: “Remember to wipe the phone…”

Apart from the initial heavy panting, Jiang Yufeng’s expression showed a faint sign of impatience, but everything else was fine. He was particularly adept at tidying up, and it seemed he had done this many times before…

So there really are people who use this as a stress-relief tool…

Wen Ci’s bedside faced the desk. His room was the largest except for the master bedroom, with a small sofa in the middle, a half-wall wardrobe and bookshelf. The top shelf of the bookcase displayed various childhood toys, such as building block models.

He placed the phone on the desk and sat on the bed, chatting with Jiang Yufeng for a while.

As they chatted, Wen Ci lay on the bed like a noodle, limp and soft, like a puddle of softness.

Wen Ci draped the thick quilt over his head and said in a muffled voice: “I miss you.”

Jiang Yufeng had already physically shown how much he missed Wen Ci. He repeated it, his voice still carrying the lingering huskiness, like sandpaper sliding over a rough surface, making one’s heart feel tingly and numb.

“I miss you too.”

Wen Ci wrapped himself up like a little doll, only exposing his head, “Do you have to visit relatives at home?”

“There aren’t many relatives at home.”

“What about neighbors?”

“Yun Anhe and Mei Xinyuan.”

“Who is Mei Xinyuan?”

“…” Jiang Yufeng taught him, emphasizing, “Mei Xin… eye.”

The homophony was too similar, and Jiang Yufeng unconsciously said “Mei Xinyuan” as “Mei Xinyan,” even though he was thinking of the three words “Mei Xinyuan.”

“Yes, Mei Xinyan.”

“…”

Jiang Yufeng: “Yuan.”

Wen Ci: “Yan.”

Jiang Yufeng: “?”

Wen Ci: “Is it wrong?”

Jiang Yufeng: “How did you pass the second-level A Mandarin proficiency test?”

“By strength.”

Wen Ci smiled and held the pillow in his arms: “Alright, alright, I did it on purpose. It’s Mei, Xin, Yuan, right?”

The forced end of the conversation was due to Xin Jingqi’s sudden knock on the door, the sound was so loud that Wen Ci thought his door would be knocked out a hole for a moment.

Xin Jingqi said: “Don’t chat for too long, go to sleep early.”

Wen Ci grabbed the phone: “Got it!”

Jiang Yufeng looked at Wen Ci’s nervous little expression, as if it was the kind of look when early love was discovered.

Wen Ci turned his face: “It’s time to sleep, do you need to?”

Jiang Yufeng felt a bit bitter in his heart, he rarely showed emotions, “Accompany you, no goodnight kiss.”

According to their usual habit, they would still be affectionate before going to sleep, but now there was only a cold and hard bed.

Wen Ci turned over, the video in the phone wobbled, and the picture also became blurry. After lying down, “Wait for me to finish traveling, I will come to find you, okay?”

Jiang Yufeng: “I will come to find you.”

“Also okay.”

Wen Ci raised his hand to turn off the video, Jiang Yufeng said softly: “I will hang up later, just put it on the side, let me see you.”

He said that, Wen Ci simply took out a small stand and placed it on the side, facing the phone sideways, and his breath also hit the screen.

Jiang Yufeng took out a string of beads from somewhere, Wen Ci focused and looked for a while, several not too big glass beads strung into a string, with a rope at the end, put into some deeper places, pull out, a way to increase interest.

Wen Ci had seen it in the drawer of the rental house, although he didn’t know how to use it, but he knew this thing was used on himself.

Wen Ci was not afraid, but: “Will it hurt a lot?”

“It’s much smaller than mine.” Jiang Yufeng praised himself with a poker face.

Wen Ci obediently said “oh”: “Seems so.”

Wen Ci fell asleep very quickly, Jiang Yufeng watched him close his eyes, and soon his breathing slowly quieted down. Jiang Yufeng watched for another half hour and then hung up the phone.

The next day, he had to get up early. After washing up and dressing, Wen Ci saw Xin Jingqi drying clothes on the balcony, and his father was checking the car outside. They were going to drive to District A to see his mother’s friend.

Wen Ci sent a message to Jiang Yufeng, but the other party did not reply, probably not awake.

He sat in the back seat listening to his parents chatting, and caught a few key words, netizen, mahjong, small courtyard…

Wen Ci grabbed the front seat and leaned over to ask: “Are we going to stay at someone else’s house?”

Xin Jingqi said sleepily: “I originally planned to book a hotel, but Shuran said that her home is a courtyard with many rooms that can accommodate us, so I didn’t refuse.”

Wen Ci was a little worried, “Will it be okay, you haven’t known each other for long, right?”

Dad didn’t mind much: “If you don’t like it, we can go stay in a hotel, it’s very convenient there.”

Xin Jingqi glanced at Wen Ci: “Properly accept friends’ kindness, and also know how to adapt to the situation, don’t be stubborn.”

Dad added, “Moreover, your mom has already stayed there for a few days. The host is very nice, and her son seems to be back from vacation.”

Xin Jingqi hummed, “I’ve seen the photos, he’s very handsome, and he’s at the same university as our baby, even in the same major.”

Thinking of this, Xin Jingqi turned to Wen Ci and said, “You should get to know him, you know. University is a place where you need connections. The more people you know, the better.”

Xin Jingqi knew Wen Ci very well, “He seems to be the type you like.”

“My current boyfriend is also the type I like. Don’t always think about breaking us up. How about I bring him home to meet you in a few days?”

“No way!” Xin Jingqi poked his head, exasperated, “How old are you? Are you silly? You’ve been dating for how long and you’re already meeting parents? Have you met his parents… really.”

Xin Jingqi said, “Normally, you would date for a while, and then continue to get closer when the relationship is stable. You guys are really fast.”

“We are very stable!”

Xin Jingqi frowned, feeling a bit car-sick, “Wen Yingyi, look at your son’s love-struck brain.”

It’s not Xin Jingqi’s fault for being so worried. Wen Ci has always lived in a simple world, and his understanding of the outside world is still very superficial. Moreover, he is stubborn by nature. Since elementary school, he has had the dream of studying hard and striving to be the first. Which parent doesn’t want their child to succeed?

At that time, Xin Jingqi was not as radical and obsessive as other parents. She had only one requirement, to let Wen Ci do what children should do, play what children should play, and become the innocence that should be at his age.

But Wen Ci agreed on the surface, but actually had his own ideas. This time he did poorly in the mid-term exam, only getting ninety-eight points, and he would fall into a vicious circle, isolating himself and constantly doing exercises until he got full marks in the next exam.

Wen Ci said, “Only good grades can get into college. When I become strong, mom and dad won’t be so hard in the future.”

From that day on, Xin Jingqi realized that it might be because dad often complained about this and that when he came home from work, and she would also get angry at home from time to time, mostly because of money problems.

Later, the family reduced such topics, but Wen Ci’s idea of being the first had been solidified and could not be changed.

Being good-looking should make it easy to make friends, but it was not the case. Everyone who approached Wen Ci had their own purposes, so Wen Ci gradually became indifferent, spending his days either going to class or walking his dog at home, or buying White Rabbit milk candy from the neighbor’s grocery store.

Wen Ci appeared lively and lovely, but in fact he was often in a bad mood. Xin Jingqi could see it. So when Wen Ci’s personality changed after going to college, she was quite happy, but when she learned that it was changed by love, she began to worry.

Love, in a way, can redeem a person, but it can also completely crush a person. Such ups and downs, Wen Ci may not be able to bear, even if he can bear it, Xin Jingqi will feel heartbroken.

The scenery outside the car window with a film became dim, and the light and shadow fell on Xin Jingqi’s eyebrows and eyes. She rested her chin on her hand and thought, if there is an opportunity, she would like to see who Wen Ci’s boyfriend is.

“Are you awake? Breakfast is in the pot,” Zhao Shuran lay in a rocking chair, cracking red melon seeds, “By the way, someone is coming to our house this afternoon and may stay for a few days.”

Jiang Yufeng put his hand in his pocket, exuding a kind of sleepy laziness all over his body. He took a small bite of the egg and asked indifferently, “A net friend you know?”

“Yep, and their baby son,” Zhao Shuran was naturally fond of cute things, like small animals, but she was allergic to dog and cat hair, and Jiang Yufeng didn’t have time to keep pets, so the idea was dropped.

“He’s so pretty, looks like a cat,” Zhao Shuran didn’t get a response, “Are you even listening to me?”

Jiang Yufeng finished a boiled egg in two bites and countered sharply, “What’s the point of you always praising him?”

“I like him.”

“Then like him.”

“You don’t like him.”

“No, I don’t.”

“You haven’t even met him.”

“There’s no need.”

Zhao Shuran asked again, “What about your little boyfriend?”

“He went traveling.”

Zhao Shuran, with some concern, gave him a heads-up, “Let me tell you, when they come to visit later, even if you don’t like them, your attitude should be better. Moreover, their son is studying at A University with you, and in the same major. You might know each other. You should take the initiative to chat with them. Do you understand the way to entertain guests?”

Jiang Yufeng neither agreed nor disagreed, focusing intently on listening to Zhao Shuran while his mind was elsewhere.

Zhao Shuran knew this was his usual way of being perfunctory and was speechless. She asked, “Show me what your future daughter-in-law looks like.”

Jiang Yufeng turned around, “I’ll bring her to see you this year.”

Zhao Shuran rarely saw his protective side anymore, “Then I’m looking forward to it.”

“You’d better not look forward to it.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s mine, not yours. You don’t need to be so expectant.”

Zhao Shuran exclaimed, “You’re so arrogant.”

Jiang Yufeng said calmly, “Not only that, I’m also prone to going crazy and being a fierce African wild ox.”

“…”

Jiang Yufeng: “Actually, I don’t mind if you have a second spring. After all, I grew up lacking paternal love, and I don’t mind if you have a second child, a little cutie.”

Zhao Shuran threw a pillow at him, an effective counterattack, “Then I also want to hold a grandson.”

Jiang Yufeng easily caught it, walked over, and properly put it back in its original place, “If you don’t mind, I can call you grandma. Let you have both a son and a grandson at the same time, isn’t that great?”

Zhao Shuran was really convinced, and she hadn’t mentioned the matter of their son to Jiang Yufeng all morning.

Wen Ci slept until the service area, went to the restroom, and then rested on the steps outside for a while, basking in the sun, and chatting with Jiang Yufeng.

【Wen Ci: There are more than twenty kilometers left to go.】

【Jiang Yufeng: Where are you guys going exactly?】

【Wen Ci: District A, I don’t know the specifics.】

【Jiang Yufeng: ? I’m from District A.】

【Wen Ci: Then can I come to find you!】

【Jiang Yufeng: District A is very large, I don’t know your exact location.】

【Wen Ci: I don’t know either, I’ll send you my location when I get there.】

Typing was too tiring, and they later switched to voice chat directly. As Wen Ci was talking, he saw Xin Jingqi eating a grilled sausage and watching him on the side.

Wen Ci’s heart skipped a beat, and he turned around, “Hey, my mom is going to take me to meet her friend’s son, who is in the same university and major as us.”

Jiang Yufeng said, “Stay away from him, don’t talk to him too much, and if he touches you, beat him up.”

“Hahaha, I’m not that narcissistic, to think that meeting once would lead to all this. Maybe we can become friends.”

“As far as I know, Lu Xuesong, who you get along well with now, initially had other intentions towards you.”

“Ugh…”

“There’s also Wen Jiaze, Cheng He, Yun Anhe has someone he likes, so it’s fine.”

“Don’t say that anymore, why bring up old accounts suddenly.” Wen Ci didn’t think it was his fault; it was clearly the fault of this world.

Jiang Yufeng listened to Wen Ci’s low muttering and complaining for a while without interrupting him: “It’s quite a coincidence, my family is also expecting someone like us this afternoon.”

Wen Ci didn’t think too much, thinking that it was probably rare for Jiang Yufeng’s family to have relatives visit, after all, today was the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Wen Ci went along with it, looking eagerly at the row of vehicles in the service area: “Then you must not get too close to that person either.”

“Of course.” Jiang Yufeng enjoyed this feeling of being controlled, especially from Wen Ci. If Wen Ci could be a little more fierce, it would be better, but he could only show a sweetness like a white rabbit milk candy.

“Are you not allowed to come find me?”

Jiang Yufeng was never obedient, but he had to give Zhao Shuran some face: “It depends on the situation.”

Jiang Yufeng said, “If it really can’t be helped, I’ll find time in the evening to come see you, don’t refuse me.”

“I won’t, it’s just the right time for you to meet my mom, she has a prejudice against you.”

“She likes you too much.” Jiang Yufeng said indifferently.

“I love mom and dad because they are my family, but emotionally, I only love you, because you are my boyfriend.” Wen Ci was very clear about this.

Jiang Yufeng leaned against the door frame, his voice very deep: “I only love you too.”

After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Zhao Shuran.

Zhao Shuran winked at him: “I~ also~ only~ love~ you~”

Jiang Yufeng: “……”

**

Wen Ci felt that Jiang Yufeng’s way of being jealous was up and down, sometimes indifferent, sometimes not allowed, sometimes Wen Ci you have to like me, sometimes it seemed like they were going to break up.

It seemed like a split personality, Wen Ci counted with his fingers, then he had dated many types of boyfriends at once, wasn’t that a gain.

Wen Ci couldn’t sleep in the car, he was very energetic now, unfortunately he had a bit of car sickness, it was not good to play with the phone in the car, Jiang Yufeng also had other things to do, so they temporarily lost contact.

Soon they arrived at an intersection, Xin Jingqi suddenly said: “It’s that one, I see Shuran, stop the car.”

Wen Ci blinked at Zhao Shuran who got on the car, and greeted her.

Zhao Shuran’s eyes were fixed, suppressing her excitement, she turned her head and talked to Sister Qi in front, and then they chatted all the way to Zhao Shuran’s house.

Wen Ci stood at the edge of the gate, led by Zhao Shuran, through the courtyard to the living room, observing this beautiful courtyard, the overall style was small fresh pastoral, from the wall and tiles, and the degree of use of furniture, it seemed that the years were long, a kind of ancient style came to the face.

Wen Ci met Zhao Shuran’s bright eyes, and then dodged, Zhao Shuran whispered to Xin Jingqi.

But Wen Ci was too close, he could also hear a bit: “Just like in your photo, so cute, want to pinch.”

Xin Jingqi slapped her hand: “Don’t be impatient, let you pinch later.”

Wen Ci: “……”

Pinch, what.

Zhao Shuran covered her mouth and laughed for a long time: “I’ll call my son to help me get some fruit, that kid is probably hiding in the room and unwilling to see people again.”

“Hey, is he socially phobic.”

“No, he is more quiet.”

“Oops.”

Zhao Shuran shouted to the backyard: “Jiang Yufeng!”

Wen Ci tilted his head, there was actually a homophone for “Jiang Yufeng” as a name.

Oh, it’s not that, it’s normal for there to be so many homophones in the world.

Jiang Yufeng emerged from the corner, dressed in a soft, homey sweater and a pair of trousers with a strong sense of drape, exuding a relaxed and lazy vibe with a cold demeanor, yet still maintaining a polite appearance.

Their eyes clicked in the air, and at the same time saw the degree of speechlessness to each other.

Wen Ci: “…………”

Wen Ci: “Ah, this……”

Xin Jingqi grabbed his hand: “It’s impolite to point at people, fingers point to eat chicken manure.”

“……”

Wen Ci hurriedly explained: “Mom, he is……”

He immediately calmed down, if he said it now, Xin Jingqi would go crazy… and Jiang Yufeng’s mother was also here.

Too sudden, Wen Ci didn’t know what to do instead.

Xin Jingqi: “First call aunt hello, did you call anyone when you came in just now?”

Wen Ci was forced to look at Zhao Shuran: “Hello aunt.”

“Hahahahahahahaha.” Zhao Shuran liked it to death, and her voice was also pleasant to the ear.

The unexpected came too suddenly, and just missed the chance to explain, Wen Ci opened his mouth, wanting to pull Xin Jingqi to talk, but was slapped on the back by his mother: “Talk to aunt.”

“Ah, don’t call aunt, call sister.”

Wen Ci: “……”

Jiang Yufeng was about to explain to Zhao Shuran, but was interrupted by Zhao Shuran’s introduction: “This is my son, Jiang Yufeng… By the way, how did you read that poem you copied online last time, the one that introduced your name, very suitable for showing off.”

Jiang Yufeng: “……”

Xin Jingqi was also a super appearance controller, and particularly praised him: “You are so handsome, your eyes are like yours.”

“Sister Qi, you are just sweet-talking me, Xiao Feng, go get some fruit in, go go go.”

Jiang Yufeng turned and went out the door.

Wen Ci really wanted to follow, but was pulled by Xin Jingqi to talk with Zhao Shuran.

As soon as he sat down, his two fingers twisted together, revealing a tangled heart: “Mommy……”

Xin Jingqi glanced at him: “What’s the matter, can’t sit still?”

So terrifying QAQ.

“No……”

Xin Jingqi paid special attention to Wen Ci’s image in front of others, in short, it’s best not to lose face. There was once a time when Wen Ci was scolded by someone for having no family education. As soon as Xin Jingqi heard it, she stormed into the office and confronted the child’s parents. Since that day, no one dared to say that word to Wen Ci.

At this time, Jiang Yufeng brought the cut fruit, cut into the shape of little rabbit apples, which were Wen Ci’s favorite.

It was almost time for dinner, Zhao Shuran was grabbing the word again, like a bug, “Xiao Feng, go to the kitchen and stir-fry two dishes, don’t let Sister Qi and Baby starve.”

Xin Jingqi: “You can cook now, Baby can’t do anything.”

“Baby doesn’t need to do anything, but Xiao Feng didn’t use to, he learned for his little boyfriend.”

The little boyfriend himself: “……”

When Jiang Yufeng turned and walked away again, Xin Jingqi said: “My son is also in a relationship this year.”

Xin Jingqi frowned slightly, this was too coincidental, and before she had time to think carefully, she was attracted by Zhao Shuran’s exclamation: “We are too fated!”

Before dinner, Zhao Shuran pinched Wen Ci’s little face, “Ah, soft and fluffy, good hand feeling, your boyfriend must often pinch you like this, I’m so envious, you are exactly the same as in Sister Qi’s photo, it’s like an enlarged proportion.”

Wen Ci smiled with his mouth on both sides: “……No, aunt… sister, actually my boyfriend is……”

Jiang Yufeng took out a gong from behind and knocked on it, indifferently finished speaking and turned around and walked away: “Dinner is ready.”

Duang, Wen Ci’s words were all duanged back.

Zhao Shuran held Wen Ci’s hand to the small round table in the courtyard to have dinner, with a stove burning next to it, warm and cozy.

In addition to them, there were also Zhao Shuran’s neighbors, all elderly grandpas and grandmas, so Jiang Yufeng specially made porridge.

After the hustle and bustle, Jiang Yufeng could only sit opposite Wen Ci, far away, and couldn’t say a word.

Xin Jingqi noticed their eye contact: “Do you know each other? Are you classmates?”

Jiang Yufeng hummed: “Yes, classmates.”

Wen Ci felt that it was not appropriate to reveal their relationship at this time, especially with others present.

Zhao Shuran: “Since you know each other, why did you pretend not to know just now.”

Jiang Yufeng smiled faintly: “Because I’m not very familiar with classmate Wen Ci.”

Xin Jingqi still felt strange, an indescribable sixth sense.

Wen Ci was made a little red and hot by what he said, and retorted: “No, I just thought classmate Jiang Yufeng looked hard to approach, and I didn’t dare to speak.”

Zhao Shuran listened and said: “Did he scare you? Xiao Feng’s character is like this, don’t mind.”

Wen Ci: “No!”

The phone vibrated on the desktop, it was a WeChat message.

Wen Ci looked at Jiang Yufeng opposite who kept staring at himself, and tapped on the phone screen with his finger.

Xin Jingqi was next to her, smiling and pulling Wen Ci to talk more with Zhao Shuran.

Wen Ci’s hand was on the phone, slid to the bottom of the table, quickly lowered his head and took a look, it was indeed a message from Jiang Yufeng.

【Jiang Yufeng: Want to kiss you with tongue.】