The benefactor is always forcing me to study

It was a bitterly cold night in the middle of winter, and Cen Zhi was able to come out in time. He didn't take his coat, but only wore a slim sweater. The high collar wrapped the boy's slender neck, showing off his thin body line. His lower body was black leggings , The calf is straight, like a green bamboo that is still tall and straight in the winter wind.

The neighborhood is quiet and silent, with shadows of evergreen trees and shadows, illuminated by street lights in a strange way, Cen Zhi's heart beats fast, and he holds the greeting card tightly in his hand. It was written by Wen Qiang.

Wen Qiang is here.

This idea grew wildly like a vine, enveloping all of Cen Zhi's thoughts, as if such an ordinary New Year's Day became radiant because of a greeting card and a gift.

Cen Zhi didn't even think about it, he just rushed out.

Wen Qiang gave him a gift, why didn't he come out to meet him?

There was no one downstairs, Cen Zhi looked around, let alone people, there was not even a shadow, the fireworks kept blooming in the air, Cen Zhi didn't believe that Wen Qiang would leave so quickly, he must still be nearby.

"Wen Qiang!"

The boy's eager cries were drowned out by the sound of fireworks, and there was no response from the surroundings. Cen Zhi circled around like a headless chicken. Occasionally, the shadows of the trees whirled, and he mistook him for a human figure and chased after him. In the end, he saw nothing.

Wei He and Ling Zheng came down one step later, Wei He took Cen Zhi's coat, saw the young boy standing there blankly, and hurried over to put the clothes on him.

Wei He was frightened to death: "Ancestor, what's the matter?"

Cen Zhi said that his eyes were shining: "Wen Qiang is here."

Wei He asked with a question mark in his head: "Ah? Where is it?"

The assistant looked around and saw nothing, then looked at Cen Zhi, thinking that the young boy was overthinking: "Impossible, it takes three or four hours for Mr. Wen to come here by plane, and it's not easy to buy air tickets on New Year's Day." , besides, since he is here, why is he still hiding?"

Cen Zhi turned his head to look at Wei He, with a dazed expression on his face, Wei He seemed to show him the reality, even if the words on the greeting card were written by Wen Qiang, does this mean that Wen Qiang came in person?

Ling Zheng looked at Cen Zhi and listened to the conversation between them. At that moment, he seemed to feel something, but Cen Zhi looked so weak from the blow, Ling Zheng felt a little soft-hearted and couldn't say anything. Without saying a word, he looked at the young boy's face that was flushed red by the cold wind, and sighed inwardly, and wrapped the scarf Wei He stuffed to him in a panic just now around Cen Zhi's neck.

The scarf was delicate milky white, and it looked fluffy wrapped around the little boy's body, like a delicate little prince.

Cen Zhi was a little dejected, and the moment he lowered his head, he smelled a faint fragrance from the scarf.

It is calm and deep cedar, with a hint of cool mint flavor.

Cen Zhi's fingertips trembled. This is Passion&Deep, the perfume he gave Wen Qiang on his birthday last year. According to the official introduction, the fragrance can only last for about six hours.

It must be Wen Qiang.

Cen Zhi was so excited that he told Wei He about this discovery, and forced Wei He to find someone. Ling Zheng also followed. The three of them searched around, but they didn't see Wen Qiang at all. Cen Zhi didn't believe in evil and wanted to find someone. , was grabbed by Ling Zheng.

Ling Zheng frowned: "Xiao Cen, he's not here, why did you..."

The "so stubborn" in the second half of the sentence couldn't be said, the young boy looked at him with everything in his eyes, determination and persistence, nostalgia and sadness, that was an expression Ling Zheng had never seen before.

Ling Zheng choked up, and tightened his grip on Cen Zhi's arm. He asked word by word, "Are you..."

Cen Zhi broke free from his shackles, took a step back, and widened the distance between the two.

"Yes." Cen Zhi said bluntly, "Mr. Ling, I'm sorry, I already have someone I like, and he is Wen Qiang."

Ling Zheng showed a rare expression of bewilderment. At this junction of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, the boy he liked, his good brother, the scarf he put on with his own hands, and before that, it was in the hotel corridor , Wen Qiang pushed him against the wall in anger.

Those clues that he didn't think about carefully revealed their true colors at this moment.

Ling Zheng was calm when he heard his own voice: "Wen Qiang, does Wen Qiang like you too?"

Cen Zhi was visibly disappointed by the naked eye, but when he saw the scarf, a sweet smile appeared on his brows: "I don't know, maybe... I like it a little bit."

Cen Zhi looked at Ling Zheng apologetically, "Teacher Ling, I'm sorry."

There was no expression on Ling Zheng's beautiful and sharp face, which always made people feel terrified. After a while, Ling Zheng said, "I see."

"—But," Ling Zheng added, "as long as you haven't made a formal relationship, I won't give up."

After making it clear, Ling Zheng couldn't stay overnight. After the three returned to 1702, Ling Zheng took his own things and left. Only Cen Zhi and Wei He were left in the room. Cen Zhi sat on the sofa. , put away the scarf most preciously.

Wei He said: "Little Cen, go to bed, it's already late."

Cen Zhi responded. On the way back to the bedroom, he passed the cat nest, but there was no cat in it: "General?"

Wei He and Cen Zhi looked at each other, and the general was not there!

The two recounted what happened that night, and the general should have followed him out when he went out, but at that time no one was paying attention to the cat, so the two hurried downstairs to look for the cat again.

Cen Zhi searched along the greenery of the community until he arrived at the atrium of the community. It was a place for leisure, and some simple sports equipment was placed. Both the elderly and children liked to stay here. On the bench next to it, squatted an ordinary orange cat.

Cen Zhi shouted: "General!"

The general looked back, meowed as a response, and turned back again.

Cen Zhi ran over and found that Jiang Jiang was licking the biscuit crumbs on the chair. He didn't know who gave it to him, and he licked all of them.

Cen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death."

Jiang Jiang couldn't understand the master's anxiety, and after eating the biscuit crumbs slowly, he called to Cen Zhi, who picked it up, and Jiang Jiang automatically hugged his arm as a pendant.

Cen Zhi was helpless, he hugged the general, at that moment, he smelled the familiar perfume again.

Cen Zhi suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking back, the neighborhood was empty, Cen Zhi touched the general's head, and asked as if talking to himself: "General, was there anyone here just now?"

The general couldn't understand, he shook his head, and gave the shit-shoveling officer a fierce look.

Cen Zhi stood there for a while, then sighed.

When he was far away, a handsome man came out from the darkness. The man was wearing a black windbreaker, with a tall and straight figure. He silently watched the direction where Cen Zhi was leaving, and only for a moment repeated the cat's name meaningfully: "Will?"

The man gave a low laugh, his voice full of pampering, he shook his head helplessly, turned around and left, and when he walked to the gate of the community, he saw Ling Zheng who seemed to be waiting there for a long time.