Memory is like a floodgate, if you don't touch it, it will always be closed. And once opened, all the past thought to be forgotten will pour out.
Seven years ago, Ye Fei was seventeen years old.
During the summer vacation of the second year of high school, in order to catch up with the wave before the third year of high school, I invited a few classmates with good relationships to travel to Songshi.
Song City is located in the north, and compared to Feng City, which is developing rapidly, it is far behind. But the tourism resources of the whole city are very rich, not only the natural landscape is magnificent, but also the cultural landscape is outstanding.
Ye Fei climbed the mountain for a day during the day, and was dragged by Gu Ruijia, a fool, and walked up hundreds of steps to worship the Marriage Temple. When she returned to the hotel at night, her legs were weak. I planned to go to bed after washing up, but was disturbed by an uninvited person.
Ye Fei is good-looking, has a good personality, has good grades, and is considered a wealthy family, so she is very popular in school. There are countless men and women who come to hand over love letters every day.
But he was born late, likes basketball and playing games, but he is not interested in dating. Seeing him like this, the others gradually gave up, except for one person.
Liang Chengyu was a classmate in the class next to Ye Fei's. She only transferred in the second semester of the second year of high school, and it caused a sensation in the grade at that time. Without him, Liang Chengyu is too handsome. Tall and clean, it completely fits the ideal image of first love in girls' minds.
This male god of first love is fair to all suitors, but he has his eyes on Ye Fei. From the first time we met, I have been chasing after Ye Fei, no matter how Ye Fei refuses, it is useless.
This time, through Ye Fei's friends, he learned of his whereabouts and chased him directly to Songshi.
Ye Fei endured the aches all over his body at night and was called downstairs by a friend, thinking that something urgent had happened. As a result, as soon as he went out, he ran into Liang Chengyu who was holding a large bouquet of roses.
"Ye Fei, be my boyfriend." Liang Chengyu stuffed the bouquet of roses into Ye Fei's arms, and looked at him affectionately.
People watching the excitement around started booing one after another, including Ye Fei's friend.
"Promise him, promise him!"
"Don't be reserved, so handsome, why hesitate!"
"together together together!"
"Kiss one kiss one kiss!"
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Pretending to be affectionate is not romance, it's harassment.
Ye Fei was in the second stage of middle school at that time, and her personality was the most rebellious. Looking at all this absurdity with cold eyes, I just felt a wave of anger rushing straight to my forehead, and I couldn't control it at all.
Without saying a word, he grabbed the bouquet and threw it into the trash can. Regardless of the yelling of his friends behind him, he walked away with a cold face.
On a summer night in Songshi, the food stalls on the street are full of people drinking and eating skewers, and there are fat stray dogs wagging their tails under the table begging for food; the waiter aunt is serving the dishes, while chatting with regular customers that she just passed the double hundred exam The white-collar worker who just got off work wiped off his lipstick, proudly took a sip of beer and meat, and the laughter spread far and wide during the conversation.
Lively and full of fireworks.
As Ye Fei walked and watched, her mood gradually calmed down.
He stopped at the corner of the street and looked around, only to realize that he didn't know where he had gone. Just as I was about to ask someone casually, a sharp female voice suddenly came from my ear: "Look at what hurt our child! A little bastard without a father or a mother has no tutor!"
Ye Fei was already in a bad mood, and this sentence of no mother just hit his heart. He narrowed his eyes slightly, pushed aside the crowd and walked over.
A middle-aged woman with a fleshy face was dragging and cursing a skinny boy in a junior high school uniform. Beside her stood a boy who was three points similar to her, his eyes full of pride.
At a glance, it was clear that two boys had a conflict at school, and the parents of one of them came to find them.
"Is it just you?" The middle-aged woman stretched out two fingers and kept poking at the boy's forehead, "Can you show me another one?"
The boy's face turned pale, and he explained as calmly as possible: "He bullied me first, and he stepped on my schoolbag and textbooks."
"Still stubborn!" The woman stared, spittle flying all over the sky, "Won't you wipe it clean if you step on it? Do you need to do this little thing?"
There were people around her who advised her that it would be fine to vent her anger by cursing a few words, and let the child solve the child's affairs by himself.
She sneered: "Baby fart! This fatherless thing will be prison material sooner or later!"
Ye Fei couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and pulled the boy behind him, mockingly said: "Then you are so arrogant, how many fathers do you have?"
There was a moment of silence around, and then there was unstoppable laughter.
The woman became angry with embarrassment: "Little brat, get out of here! There are so many people here, you are the only one who is nosy."
Ye Fei smiled slightly: "There are so many dogs on the street, why do you like to bark like crazy?"
"You!" The woman was so angry that she blushed, and subconsciously raised her hand to hit her.
"Try to touch me." Ye Fei didn't even hide, he glanced at the woman's son and sneered, "When the time comes, I won't let your son even wear a fake aj."
The woman choked for breath, her fat palm shook twice in mid-air, and finally let it go.
Although the boy in front of him was not very old, but he was well-dressed and his eyebrows were open. He looked like he could not be raised by an ordinary family. Besides... her son's ajs are indeed fake.
The woman was slightly apprehensive towards Ye Fei, but she was really unwilling to leave just like that. Staring behind Ye Fei, he said sternly, "Yan Xiong! Let me tell you, you won't just forget about beating my son!"
"Is your son injured or disabled?" Ye Fei glanced at the boy next to the woman, who immediately shrank his shoulders and hid behind his mother.
"You bastard," he looked away disdainfully, "Isn't stepping on other people's schoolbags and textbooks just looking for a beating? Otherwise—"
Ye Fei narrowed her eyes and looked the woman up and down: "I'll give you a few kicks, and you have to bear it, anyway, just go home and wipe it clean."
The woman opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. After a long while, she pulled her son over and said to Yan Xiong: "What! Stay away from my son in the future! The cubs who came out of the orphanage are disgusting."
"Disgusting?" Ye Fei smiled naughtily, with yellow curly hair fluttering around her head, "Whose child you're pregnant with, go to whom, it's nothing to do with a student."
The people around burst into laughter.
The woman had a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat and almost suffocated to death. She gave Ye Fei a vicious look, and dragged her son away. When passing Ye Fei's side, his strong body tilted and was about to bump into him.
Ye Fei is in the puberty period, as thin as a bamboo pole. If the impact was real, it would be enough for him to drink a pot. At the very moment, a hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms, avoiding the woman's body.
Ye Fei was buried in that man's chest, the smell of clean soap on his body lingered on the tip of his nose, and he couldn't react for a while.
"Brother Xiao, you're here!" Yan Xiong's voice sounded from the side.
Ye Fei raised her head and met a pair of dark eyes.
"My name is Yan Xiong." The junior high school student named Yan Xiong recovered a lot of energy after seeing his brother, and introduced to Ye Fei in a chirping voice, "This is my brother..."
Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei without blinking, and interrupted Yan Xiong: "My name is Yan Xiao."
Ye Fei replied subconsciously: "My name is Ye Fei."
"Thanks to Brother Fei just now," Yan Xiong rubbed his head, feeling a little embarrassed, "Otherwise I would not be able to handle it alone. Brother Xiao, it was Brother Fei who helped me."
Yan Xiao said "I know" and then said "Thank you", as if he forgot, and he still didn't let go of Ye Fei's hand.
"Small matter." Ye Fei waved her hand and broke free from his arms.
"That person was my classmate just now," Yan Xiong took the initiative to explain to Ye Fei, "Because I am an orphan, he has been bullying me. I couldn't help resisting today, and he called the parents in the end."
When it comes to his life experience, although Yan Xiong concealed it very well, there is still a little sadness on his face. He smiled at Ye Fei and said, "Brother Xiao is not my real brother, we grew up in the same orphanage."
Ye Fei looked up at Yan Xiao, and found that Yan Xiao's eyes had been on him from the very beginning.
Ye Fei was used to being watched by others since she was a child, and she didn't care. I patted Yan Xiong on the shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him, just happened to see a Haagen-Dazs store not far ahead, and said to Yan Xiong: "It's okay, that person is sick. Let's go, brother please You eat Haagen-Dazs, it’s delicious.”
Yan Xiong shook his head again and again: "No need, no need."
Ye Fei smiled and found an excuse: "I want to eat, so you come with me."
Three people entered the store, just as the store was about to close, and there was only one ball left. Ye Fei fumbled for money, only to realize that when she came down from the hotel room, she only had a mobile phone with her.
It was the first time he encountered such a situation, holding his phone awkwardly, his ears were red.
"I'll pay the bill." Yan Xiao said.
A minute later, he too froze.
In 2010, Haagen-Dazs was considered a luxury for ordinary students, and a small ball cost 50 yuan. Yan Xiao rummaged through all his pockets, and only found forty-three yuan.
"Now we don't have to make fun of anyone," Ye Fei pulled Yan Xiao out of the store, laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, and explained to him, "I'm not from Songshi, I'm a tourist from Fengshi."
"There was an idiot before who confessed to me at the hotel." Ye Fei untied the keychain on the phone and weighed it twice. "I was so angry that I didn't bring anything, so I just left."
He curled his lips and stroked the little curly hair on his head: "It's so annoying, I hate this kind of people who don't know how to be reserved."
"Wow," Yan Xiong was at the age of being curious about such things, and looked at Ye Fei with great interest, "How did you confess?"
"It's about sensationalism," Ye Fei didn't want to say much, and put the key chain into Yan Xiong's hand, "I didn't invite Haagen-Dazs, this is for you, I..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Ruijia called.
"Where did you go? You are not familiar with the place. Come back, those people were chased away by me."
Ye Fei said: "Okay." Covering the microphone, while hailing a taxi, she said to Yan Xiao and Yan Xiong, "My friend is looking for me, so I'll leave first, bye."
It happened that a taxi drove over, and Ye Fei trotted over: "Lao Gu, wait for me downstairs, I didn't bring any money for the taxi..."
Later, Ye Fei went back to the hotel. After adjusting my mood, I spent the rest of the journey happily with my friends, and never thought of the person named Yan Xiao I met in Songshi.
But Yan Xiao never forgot him.
Ye Fei slowly sat back in the chair and covered her eyes.
"Ye Fei, what's the matter with you?" The group video was still on, and Gu Ruijia asked quickly when she saw Ye Fei's expression was wrong.
"It's something," Ye Fei forced a smile, and said, "I'll hang up first."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Gu Ruijia to reply, he directly disconnected the video.
He finally understood why Yan Xiao married him on the grounds that his family forced a marriage; understood why Yan Xiao thought he liked to eat Haagen-Dazs; and also understood what Yan Xiao meant when he said that he always remembered you.
When Yan Xiao came home from get off work, he found Ye Fei sitting in the restaurant with his head down, in a daze.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao walked over and held his hand, "Did something happen?"
Ye Fei raised her head, her eyes were a little red, as if she had cried.
Yan Xiao maintained the joy in his heart for a whole day, and instantly disappeared without a trace like a poked bubble. He loosened Ye Fei's night-gown unskillfully, and groped around his waist, with a bit of panic and bewilderment in his voice: "Is it because the waist hurts too much?"
"Yan Xiao," Ye Fei didn't stop him, but looked up into his eyes and asked, "Where is Yan Xiong now?"
Yan Xiao's movements stopped abruptly.
He looked at Ye Fei quietly, and said after a long time, "Go to university in Songshi."
"You like me, why never tell me?" Ye Fei's eyelashes trembled and asked him.
Yan Xiao lowered his head and stroked Ye Fei's face, saying the same thing: "You don't like people who are not reserved."
"I..." Ye Fei tried hard to remember, but couldn't remember anything, "Did I say that?"
Yan Xiao said "yes" and told Ye Fei: "August 17, 2010 at 9:23 pm."
"I'm sorry, I don't remember." Ye Fei lowered her eyes, feeling sore and astringent in her heart.
Yan Xiao immediately said: "It's okay." He lowered his head and kissed Ye Fei's forehead, then hugged him.
Before the age of twenty, Yan Xiao's world was blank. He lives in the crowd like a bystander, with very low material desires and no long-term goals, until he meets Ye Fei.
A thin and handsome young man, full of vitality. Like a domineering colored light, it shone straight into his heart. Let him never look away from the first time he saw it.
Yan Xiao never regretted the past, except for the fact that he missed asking for Ye Fei's contact information seven years ago.
Therefore, before it was too late to stop Ye Fei from leaving, he ruthlessly snatched the key chain that Yan Xiong had just obtained, which had not yet been warmed up.
This is the first time Yan Xiong has accepted the kindness of a stranger since he was so old. Holding the key chain reluctantly, trying to reason with his brother: "Brother Xiao, I like this very much."
"You don't like it." Yan Xiao spit out four words expressionlessly, turned and left holding the key chain.
This preservation is seven years.
During the seven years, he traveled between Song City and Feng City countless times.
When I had no money at first, I took the ordinary train. It often takes a whole day of disgraceful walking before reaching the destination unsteadily.
I don't know Ye Fei's identity, and I can't see him. But even so, it is happy.
Coming to the city where he is, stepping on the road he has walked, and maybe passing by a small shop he has been to, this alone is enough to support Yan Xiao's endless round trip.
The journey alone lasted for four years, until three years ago, Feixiao Technology's headquarters moved to Feng City.
The company developed more and more rapidly, Yan Xiao's wealth snowballed, and he finally figured out Ye Fei's identity.
The heir of Dingyuan Entertainment, the family has a father, a stepmother, and a half-brother.
This time, he didn't hesitate any more. When Dingyuan was in financial difficulties, he acted decisively and married Ye Fei as he wished.
Although it is only a contractual marriage, the marriage certificate is real.
But now, Yan Xiao hugged Ye Fei tightly. This person finally became his completely from the inside out.
You can hug, you can kiss, you can do more extreme things, not a dream that disappears every morning.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao tied up his nightgown seriously, and said, "Don't apologize." Ye Fei never did anything wrong, it was him who used the wrong way of chasing people.
Ye Fei hugged him back, buried her face in the socket of his neck, her eyelashes were slightly wet.
The two hugged quietly for a while, Ye Fei raised her head and asked him: "Is Feixiao Technology's move to Fengshi really out of strategic considerations?" This is what Ye Fei saw in the news.
Yan Xiao turned his eyes away slightly, and after a while, said, "No."
Even the existence of Feixiao Technology is proof that Yan Xiao misses Ye Fei.
Up to now, the start-up company with only two people has now become a domestic Internet giant, one of the most desirable employers for young people, and a platform for young talents to scramble to change jobs.
No one knew that the original intention of Yan Xiao to start a business was because Ye Fei wanted to eat Haagen-Dazs, and he touched all over his body, but he couldn't make up fifty yuan.