"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao gently stroked the end of Ye Fei's red eyes with his fingers, and asked him, "Do you have anything you want?" After a pause, he added, "Anything will do."

Twenty-year-old Yan Xiao was destitute and penniless.

But the twenty-seven-year-old Yan Xiao was already capable enough to give Ye Fei the best.

Ye Fei was stunned by his mindless sentence: "What?"

Yan Xiao's expression was a little unnatural, and his eyes were erratic: "I didn't know I would meet you at that time." He didn't seem to want to recall this matter, and after a vague sentence, he didn't mention it again. Looking back into Ye Fei's eyes, he emphasized, "But you can do whatever you want now."

Ye Fei suddenly felt an indescribable soreness in her heart, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't make a sound for a while.

He never took that matter to heart. He didn't expect that seven years later, Yan Xiao was still worried that he didn't buy ice cream at that time.

"Yan Xiao," Ye Fei called out his name and didn't answer his question, but said, "I told you to eat something, but I didn't bring any money, do you think I did it on purpose? "

Yan Xiao immediately said, "No." Then he added, "It's very cute."

"Really?" Ye Fei chuckled, "Thank you, or I'm afraid I won't be able to look directly at Haagen-Dazs right now."

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Because neither of us brought money, it wouldn't make me so embarrassed," Ye Fei raised her head and kissed the corner of his mouth, "So luckily you didn't pay at that time."

Those emotions that were like small stones in my heart all the time seemed to disappear with Ye Fei's words.

Yan Xiao was silent and did not speak. After a long time, he slowly reached out and hugged him.

"Yan Xiao," Ye Fei leaned on his shoulder, carefully recalling what he just said, "Is the day we met on August 17th?"

Yan Xiao said "yes".

Ye Fei hesitated for a while, but still said it: "The date of establishment of your company is also the 17th." He just attended Feixiao Technology's seventh anniversary yesterday, and he was very impressed with this date.

Yan Xiao made an "um" and told Ye Fei, "I chose it." Because in Yan Xiao's life, only the day he met Ye Fei was meaningful.

Ye Fei took a deep breath with restraint, trying to keep her voice from trembling: "What else?"

Yan Xiao stroked Ye Fei's back without answering.

"I want to know," Ye Fei felt the heat in his palm and rubbed against his neck like a spoiled child, "Okay, Brother Yan."

Yan Xiao couldn't resist such Ye Fei at all. Before his brain could react, his mouth had opened automatically: "Feixiao Technology is a homonym of our name."

Fei Xiao Fei Xiao, Ye Fei and Yan Xiao.

Ye Fei was in front and Yan Xiao was behind.

Ye Fei grabbed the corner of Yan Xiao's clothes and closed her eyes.

Yan Xiao didn't seem to know how to fall in love at all. He couldn't flirt, couldn't say nice words, and sometimes he couldn't even understand what Ye Fei meant.

But he seems to be the most romantic person in the world, he always does a lot for Ye Fei behind his back, and never uses it to suppress Ye Fei.

"Yan Xiao." Ye Fei buried her face on his shoulder, her voice was a little low, but very clear.

He said, "I love you."

Ye Fei in the past hurt Yan Xiao's heart, but Ye Fei will never be the same again.

Because Ye Fei loved Yan Xiao, she couldn't control herself and couldn't suppress it, no matter how long he had left.

The author has something to say: yes..Just so little..

Because liked this part so much, decided to release it separately, and there will be another one tonight.