The next day, when Ji Xingchen was about to send a photo to the boss, he realized that the photo he took last night was not good.
Although he is smiling in the photo, his smile is a little cautious and calm. His once bright eyes, but also because of the waste of reality, are like ashes falling on the smooth and delicate porcelain, full of fatigue.
Especially the white T-shirt he was wearing, which hung empty above his body, made him look thinner.
In such a photo, even he himself felt like he was having a bad time, and he wished he could reach out and wipe off the layer of "grey" that Time had stained on his face.
Sending such an appearance to the boss, it seems a bit like a miserable sale.
Ji Xingchen deleted the photo, changed himself into a clean white shirt, and took another photo when he went out for a morning run.
At noon, Ranfeng, who had just finished shooting the magazine, received a picture from Ji Xingchen.
He looked at WeChat, and when he was about to open the other party's chat interface, he hesitated for a moment.
This kind of feeling is like opening a gift that I have been looking forward to for a long time. I think about it for a long time on weekdays, and finally one day a gift suddenly falls from the sky and is placed in front of me. Dare to rush forward to easily open the gift box.
Ranfeng's fingers rubbed lightly on the interface for a while, then closed the screen.
It was not until he returned home from work, in the dead of night, accompanied by the moonlight, that he carefully opened the picture.
He did not hear the wrong voice that night. The person in the photo was Ji Xingchen who had disappeared for several years.
The photo on the phone was enlarged by him.
The person in the picture has black pupils and red lips, white skin, and even the angle of the corners of his mouth rising when he smiles is the same as he remembers.
Behind Ji Xingchen is a rising sun. He turned his back to the morning light, and his light-colored pupils were bright.
Ranfeng's eyes swept across the other party's simple white shirt and slacks. Ji Xingchen's freshness and vigor now is just like the 17-year-old appearance of the other party in his memory.
At that time, Ji Xingchen was like a hot little sun.
His dimples are always full of smiles, and his eyes are innocent and bright, as if there is always a bright light in his life.
Reality and memory suddenly intersected through time and space, and Ranfeng couldn't help being a little absent-minded.
His fingers brushed lightly across Ji Xingchen's face in the photo.
After years of separation, the 17-year-old boy grew up, but his cheeks were unexpectedly much thinner.
Ranfeng leaned against the bed and stared at Ji Xingchen's photo for a long time until the other party took the initiative to send him a new message.
Xingxing: Brother Feng, I have recommended it on the homepage these days!
Xingxing: Thank you for helping me drop so many gifts.
Xingxing: But my popularity has increased a lot since I was on the homepage. You don't have to spend so much in the future.
Ranfeng carefully saved the photo, and then he remembered that he asked for someone's photo, but he hadn't explained it to him.
Feng: I asked you for a photo for no other purpose
Feng: I just want to know you better
Feng: I have only watched your live broadcast. I didn’t know the meaning of asking for photos before.
Ji Xingchen obviously didn't understand Ranfeng's explanation, so he couldn't help but send a question mark.
Star:
Xingxing: Is there any other meaning of asking for photos
Ji Xingchen was stunned, what is Brother Feng saying
Although he didn't understand the meaning of the other party, Ji Xingchen also felt that it was too troublesome to send photos, so he said—
Xingxing: Brother Feng, we can actually chat together in the future by opening video and voice
Ranfeng smiled.
wind: good
Seeing Ji Xingchen take the initiative to talk about opening the video, Ranfeng's mind suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but test it.
Feng: Did you sign in for Ranfeng Chaochao
Ji Xingchen, who was drinking water, almost choked on a word from boss Wanfeng.
He said it casually that night, why did the boss also care about this
Xingxing: Brother Feng asked why...
Feng: My sister is also a fan of him. Just chatting with her, I suddenly thought of it.
Ji Xingchen obviously didn't see the flaws of Ranfeng's unidentified sister, and after being asked for a while, he still bit the bullet and told the truth.
Star:…
star: signed
Feng: Then did you see the photo
Star: Do you know this? ? ?
Feng: My sister said he sent a photo
Ranfeng's face was not red and his heart was not beating and he was lying.
On the other side, Ji Xingchen, who had been secretly peeping at Ranfeng's dynamic, was suddenly asked about the photo, and blinked in a guilty conscience.
Stars: ... see it
Feng: How do you feel after reading it
Ji Xingchen: ? ? ?
No, why does he feel that Brother Feng is like a gossip detective tonight, poking his heart with every sentence! !
What else can you feel? Of course it hurts! ! !
He and Ranfeng... should never go back to the past.
Star: nothing
Xingxing: Celebrities send photos, right? It's normal.
Ranfeng was silent.
Then began to doubt myself.
Did he hint too vaguely yesterday? Or did the stars forget all about the past
In the past, he kept saying that he owed him seven candies to tease him, but now he wants to default on the debt.
Xingxing: By the way, brother Feng, do you really want gifts
Ji Xingchen, who didn't want to be asked about dyeing maple again, took the initiative to change the topic.
Xingxing: I still want to give you some gifts. After receiving so much money from you for the magic meteor shower, I always feel uncomfortable if I don’t return the gift.
Seeing that Ji Xingchen didn't seem to understand anything, Ranfeng gave up.
Feng: Then send me a box of candy
You don't remember, can I still do it if I take the initiative
Ji Xingchen: ? ? ? ? ?
sugar
Why is it sugar again
What's going on recently, either dyed maple candy or the boss asked for candy
Why do men like candy these days...
Xingxing: Besides candy... Can I send you some other gifts
wind: no
Xingxing: Brother Feng, do you usually have any favorite brands
wind: no
Wind: You can do what you like
Xingxing: Okay, brother Feng, please give me the address
Then Ranfeng sent the address of his assistant to Ji Xingchen.
Ji Xingchen obviously didn't understand what Ranfeng meant when you liked it.
In order to meet the boss's request and show his sincerity, he went to the provincial capital to buy candy for the boss the next day.
After a whole day of careful selection, he bought several very beautiful boxes, sorted and packaged the candies, and tied them with beautiful bows.
A few days later, Ranfeng's assistant handed over the courier sent by Ji Xingchen to him.
In front of the assistant, Ranfeng said nothing, pointed to the table next to him, and said lightly, "Just put it here."
As if it were something unimportant.
But as soon as the assistant left, he walked to the table in three or two steps, and couldn't wait to open all the boxes.
However…
Soft candy, hard candy, milk candy, QQ candy, sweet candy, lollipop, imported candy... There are all kinds of candies in the box. Ji Xingchen even sent him a box of chocolates alone.
Ranfeng patiently looked at each type of candy, but it was less of the kind that Ji Xingchen gave him at school.
He was a little disappointed, and felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.
These candies are not what he wants.
Glancing at these sugars, Ranfeng watched for a long time. He said in his mouth that this was not what he wanted, but in his heart he was reluctant to throw it away.
After that, he found all the glass bottles in the house, carefully sorted the sugars one by one, and repacked them all.
That night, the agent Lina came to his house.
After talking about the matter, she glanced at the dozen or so strange glass bottles in the most conspicuous place in the living room.
"These tens of thousands of glass bottles are bought for b, you buy them for sugar?"
Ranfeng ignored her at first.
After a while, he hummed softly.
"My pleasure."