Qiu Xihua lost his eyes and stayed in place.

To be honest, she didn't know that Qi Feng's parents had passed away, and there was no one close to her.

Thinking of the past, especially the words of his parents ridiculing him to see his in-laws, Qiu Xihua suddenly felt a deep sense of shame and an inexplicable sadness.

Qi Feng didn't tell these things, which proved that she was far from entering Qi Feng's heart, at most she was an excellent junior who was appreciated.

"Don't think about it, today is the day of the Lunar New Year, so you can't be in a bad mood."

Qi Feng hurriedly snorted and got up to serve fruit snacks to the mother and daughter.

Hearing this, the mother and daughter felt even heavier.

On the first few days of the Lunar New Year, everyone is reuniting with their families, and no matter how bad they are, they will call each other to greet each other, but Qi Feng is alone in the deserted house, spending the long Spring Festival alone.

Thinking of the Qiu family's courtyard, which is full of children and grandchildren, and the bustling Qiu family compound, this gap is too big.

"Since you're here, you shouldn't be in a hurry to leave, right? I'll make you lunch while I stay. ”

"Of course, I, I really want to try Mr. Xiaofeng's craftsmanship......"

At the same time, the Lin family on the other side was also preparing lunch.

Lin Zhiyi stayed alone in the room and accidentally noticed the calligraphy and paintings framed in the room.

"Everyone has their own ambitions", this is an idiom that she once asked a calligrapher to write specifically for the peak, no, for the wind.

Because of Qi Feng, this idiom was given a new meaning.

She loved it, even adored it.

"Wind ......"

To be honest, Lin Zhiyi regretted it a little.

Such an excellent boy was abandoned by herself.

But so what, as the idiom says, the two are no longer all the way.

Even if Lin Zhiyi regrets it, the two of them will not be able to go back to the past.

Thinking about it, Lin Zhiyi's eyes suddenly lit up and he remembered something.

At this moment, Qi Feng should also stay in the house, and he has no father or mother, and the house must be extremely lonely and lonely.

If someone appeared with him, it would definitely touch his heart.

I just need to find an excuse to meet Qi Feng, and then reminisce about the old days or something, even if I can't reconcile as before, I can alleviate the stiff relationship.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyi, who was still regretting it, suddenly became proud again.

She almost forgot Qi Feng's life experience, if she really wants to talk about it, she is probably the closest person to Qi Feng in the world.

Just like Qi Feng showed up to save himself, just like Qi Feng accompanied himself in the hospital, no matter how much trouble it was, Qi Feng always couldn't let go of her childhood sweetheart.

What about a breakup?

With the relationship between the two for more than ten years, as long as you take the initiative, you can easily grasp Qi Feng.

The so-called Mr. Fengqi, the so-called unsung hero, will have to cut fruit for her with a flattering face in the future.

Because she is Lin Zhiyi, Qi Feng is now the closest person in this world.

Just do it, Lin Zhiyi immediately turned over and got up, and ran to the opposite door in slippers.

Knock on the door, and soon someone will open it.

"Qi Feng, my dad called you over for dinner......

“......”

It was not Qi Feng who opened the door, but the autumn evening painting.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?!"

The two women were stunned one after another, and Lin Zhiyi's attitude was particularly intense.

He looked into the house and found Dong Rui, who was sitting in the living room eating melon seeds, and Qi Feng who walked out of the kitchen with vegetables.

At this moment, Lin Zhiyi understood what the situation was.

She bowed her head and did not speak, and exited the room and closed the door, as if she had never been there at all.

Qiuxi's eyebrows were furrowed, and the pestle was silent in place for a long time.

"Paint, who just came?"

“...... Lin Zhiyi, Teacher Xiaofeng, why is she here? ”

Qiu Xihua turned around with a wheelchair and asked casually.

"Oh, her family lives here, too."

Qi Feng didn't care, and probably explained.

After Lao Lin divorced his ex-wife, he took four-year-old Lin Zhiyi to settle here, and it has been more than ten years today.

Qiu Xihua pursed his lips and nodded, not saying more.

Due to the distance between the Qiu family villa, the mother and daughter did not stay longer after lunch, and said goodbye after a few words of greeting.

After going out, Qiu Xihua's face changed a lot.

In the past, she only knew that Lin Zhiyi was Qi Feng's ex-girlfriend, but now she knows that Lin Zhiyi lives opposite Qi Feng and has been for more than ten years.

Doesn't it mean that the two are childhood sweethearts who grew up together?

For more than ten years, the two don't know how many memories and feelings they have.

And he has known Qi Feng for less than half a year, but he is a latecomer.

"What's the matter, painting, reluctant to your teacher Xiaofeng?"

"Mom, I'm ......"

.........

In the evening, Lin Zhiyi walked to the living room and found that the atmosphere at home was particularly dignified.

Even the eight-year-old cheap brother stayed in the living room and didn't dare to speak.

Lin Zhiyi frowned and stepped forward, looked at his stepmother who was full of emptiness, and then looked at his father Lin Huan with a heavy face.

"Dad, what's going on?"

"Yiyi, something big has happened in our family, and we may have to move."

"What? Uproot?! ”

Lin Zhiyi's heart tightened, and Qi Feng on the other side of the door immediately thought of Qi Feng in his mind.

After Lin Huan finished speaking, Lin Zhiyi's face was ugly and he glared at his stepmother.

The stepmother is obviously a softer character, and because of self-blame, she lowered her head and didn't dare to speak when she was stared at by her stepdaughter.

Lin Zhiyi gritted his teeth and pondered for a while, and then snorted coldly: "Isn't it just money, I'll find a way." ”

As she spoke, she opened the TV stand, took out the dusty PS4 game console, and walked out of the room quickly.

The husband and wife looked at each other, not knowing what else Lin Zhiyi could think of as a little girl.

After a while, Lin Zhiyi knocked on Qi Feng's door again.

When he opened the door and saw Qi Feng, Lin Zhiyi first confirmed that Qiu Xihua was not there, and then raised the PS4 and controller in his hand.

"Xiaofeng, do you remember what this is?"

“...... Remember, what do you want to do? ”

This PS4 was bought by the two of them in high school together, and it has a lot of memories of Qi Feng.

"What else can I do, of course, playing games with you."

Looking at the empty living room, Lin Zhiyi was secretly proud in his heart.

Autumn evening painting, right? What are you, as long as you put down your face and move your face, Qi Feng still has to come back in a hurry.

thought that Lin Zhiyi was still resentful and jealous of Qi Feng's favor for beautiful women, but now he just wants to squeeze out the autumn evening painting.

Thinking of Qiu Xi's painting and Qi Feng's intimate appearance, and then thinking of Qi Feng's return to her side, Qiu Xi's sad appearance, she suddenly felt a burst of darkness.

Today, Lin Zhiyi remembered that the autumn painting was not the girl on the summer vacation mountain and river treasure hunt?

At that time, Qiu Xi painted that he handed over the female history on behalf of him, and I am afraid that the person behind it was Qi Feng.

In other words, the two have known each other for half a year.

And she, Lin Zhiyi, has known Qi Feng for I don't know how many and a half years.

Just one trick to remember killing, you can kill Qiu Xi painting in seconds, right?