Fenghua Zhengmao

On November [-]th, Fenghua's fifteenth anniversary.

Today, the weather is fine, there is no wind, the sun is slightly drunk, the only thing that is not perfect is that I am alone.

The hall and the entrance are proceeding in an orderly manner, and all the machine systems have entered the final debugging stage. The time is coming soon, and the music has been around for a long time.

"Brother, the preparations are starting." Qi Ji knocked on the door to remind Feng Lei, and it took him a while to see him nodding, with his back turned, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Brother?" Qi Ji let go of the doorknob and walked in, "Are you okay?".

"Well," Fenglei replied, listening to the faint music, slowly sat on the sofa, looking at the photo frame opposite, "It has been ten years since Fenghua changed his name."

"I don't know why, I'm suddenly a little scared..." Feng Lei lowered his head and chuckled, but anyone could hear the reluctance in it.

Qi Ji knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to comfort him. He was really helpless, so he turned around and handed the photo frame to him, and stuffed it into his hand.

The photo frame has been changed, but the photo is still the same, with the radiant and colorful characters Fenghua, showing the wantonness and flamboyance of youth in the charm, only the water stains on it are not obvious, and it can be seen that it has suffered injuries.

"What time is it?" Feng Lei stroked the glass on the photo frame, just like the appreciation of the two hugging back and forth.

"There are still 5 minutes." Qi Ji looked at his watch and handed him his coat.

"Let's go." Feng Lei took the coat and put the photo frame back neatly.

Qi Ji walked behind him, took a last look at the photo, closed the door and followed.

In Z City in November, places where there is sunshine are warm and comfortable, but places without sunshine and shadows are dry and cold.

Lin Hua stood in the shadows, with a half-burned cigarette dangling from his mouth.

On the other side of the road, there was a lot of traffic at the entrance of Fenghua. It seemed that not long ago, he had strode into that place. In one of the boxes, that person opened the door calmly, faced everyone with a smile, and had also kept his gaze deeply On him, the voice said calmly—yes, it was him.

It was him—Linhua.

Lin Hua extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can next to her. At the red light, she crossed the road and walked towards Fenghua Hall.

"Dear guests, all the friends present, thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend the [-]th anniversary celebration of Fenghua Hotel, a catering company under the Fengshi Group. The following is the current president of Fengshi Group, Fenghua The general manager of the hotel, Mr. Feng Lei speaks!"

Applause rang out in the hall, and Fenglei stepped onto the podium at this moment, nodded to everyone with a smile, and spoke loudly after the applause stopped.

"Hi everyone, I'm Fenglei."

Shen Ya's voice diffused through the radio waves, there were not many people, but it was enough to cover Lin Hua's black and thin figure.

He listened quietly, staring intently at the person at the front in the gap between the crowd. After two years, he almost forgot what he looked like. Looking at him now, he didn't have any specific portrait, but it was I know that no matter where he is, as long as he sees this person, even if it's just a back view, he can recognize and feel that familiar sense of fate.

But in the past two years, that feeling has never appeared, and now it suddenly returns, and the greed and reluctance to have it is too terrifying.

Both feet became heavy, and the feeling of not being able to walk was so strong that I began to feel embarrassed, but also because of these, I gave myself a reason to stop here quietly and look at him.

If you don't want to leave, you can stay. It's not because I don't want to leave, but because I can't move my feet. In addition, it's very warm here, and the person who is talking... is also very beautiful.

The hall was quiet and only the sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

Fenglei looked around the crowd, his aimless eyes swept across, the content of the speech was already all kinds of thanks from Rotten Street and better development in the future, he didn't want to participate in this kind of formality, but because of his father's request, he added It's Fenghua's anniversary, that's why he's here.

"...Thank you again for coming."

Slightly nodding to express his gratitude, Feng Lei looked around the crowd with a light smile and was about to go down, but when he swept to a corner, he barely stopped his steps to go down, and the master of ceremonies who came up almost collided with him.

People gradually became agitated. Slowly, some people began to follow his line of sight. Feng Lei stared at that place intently until the other party frowned inconspicuously.

When he came back to his senses, Fenglei coughed lightly to divert everyone's attention, nodded again to the crowd, and when he got down, he looked over again, and the people were no longer there.

After greeting Qi Ji, Feng Lei walked outside in the direction just now.

A few steps away, a black figure appeared in front of him, Feng Lei's voice calling him paused, and finally chose to chase after him.

Lin Hua walked slowly, knowing that the people behind her were getting closer and closer, but she was not in a hurry, but her face did not show any expectation or excitement, she was still cold and indifferent, her lips were more ruddy than usual.

"Snapped!"

The sound of directly holding hands was a little startling in the empty corridor.

Fenglei tightly grasped Linhua's cold hand, thinking that this was the only way to relieve his hotness.

Lin Hua's fingertips twitched in his hot palm, he stopped, looked down at the hand he was holding, and turned around slowly in this posture.

"Ok?"

Lin Hua raised her eyebrows coldly, her dark eyes reflected Feng Lei's already pale face.

Fenglei could only hear the beating of his own heartbeat, the sound he hadn't heard for a long time, like a sharp sword, broke through many heartbeats and pierced straight into the heart.

Fenglei subconsciously clenched his hand, even though it was shaking so hard, even though the other party frowned slightly because of the pain.

At that time, at that time, if he had tightened his grip so that he could not break free from his hand so easily, maybe he would not have lost it...

Lin Hua slightly frowned.

If Yu Si were here now, he would definitely find that his current appearance was exactly the same as that of Feng Lei before.

"You talk." Lin Hua struggled for his hand, not only did not let go but tightened even more, gradually people around him began to pass by, and the eyes that looked at him made him very annoyed.

Fenglei took a step forward, enveloping Linhua between himself and the wall, the familiar yet unfamiliar aura made his whole body tense, and in the next second his lips pressed against it, barely stopping within a centimeter.

"Finally home……"

It was obviously a whisper, but no matter how you listened to it at this time, it seemed that you said it to him on purpose.

Lin Hua turned her head to prevent the light in her eyes from showing.

"Lin Hua," Feng Lei finally called out.

Lin Hua listened, a trace of anticipation could not be controlled in her heart, "Huh?"

"I want a chance to explain." Feng Lei said.

Lin Hua looked at this face that was still handsome enough to make his heart beat, and the blood in his heart began to cool down bit by bit.

He resolutely shook off the painfully clenched hand, looked at Feng Lei's stunned and pale face, and said in a cold voice, "Okay, I'll give it to you."