After each time they said something outrageous, the atmosphere between the two would change a little more.

Since it was a tacitly acknowledged ambiguity, the degree was definitely increasing day by day. Previously, June seemed to arrive quickly, but as less and less time remained, the remaining days felt harder to endure.

Of course, this wouldn't be said explicitly. Saying it out loud would expose the thoughts in their hearts. But childish dialogues like the following still occurred frequently.

Qin Fang: What's the date today?

Xing Yan: The 15th.

Qin Fang: It's coming soon.

Xing Yan: What's coming soon?

Deliberately playing dumb, but Qin Fang didn't take his bait, smiling and replying: My summer vacation is coming soon.

Since he didn't take it, Xing Yan could only say it himself: Then my vacation is coming soon too.

Qin Fang: What a coincidence.

Both of them played dumb, neither mentioning that they would be able to meet soon. Not mentioning it was vaguely passing the days. Mentioning it made their hearts itch, always thinking about it.

Although now their hearts weren't lightly thinking about it either.

Feng Zhe had long returned from England, plated with a flimsy gold coating overseas, but still couldn't do anything after returning, lacking professional skills and social experience.

But after all, his family had a strong foundation, so they got him a hotel to manage as training. Feng Zhe ran to Qin Fang's place for any reason, sometimes flopping on Qin Fang's bed and playing dead, refusing to leave.

"What training am I getting? I don't need to do anything. I feel like a flowery weasel following the team." Feng Zhe lay on Hua Tong's bed, whining.

"Then coming to our place will train you even less." Hua Tong kicked his butt. "Grow a heart, Zhe."

"What Zhe? Your Zhe has been tortured to death by life." Feng Zhe said.

"I think you really have lost your mind." Qin Fang looked at him and laughed from the side. "Spouting all kinds of nonsense."

Feng Zhe grabbed a pillow and covered his face, his voice muffled underneath: "Not nonsense. Right now, anyone who can take me in and let me catch my breath is my dad."

Qin Fang and Hua Tong exchanged a glance. Qin Fang said, "Seems like he's gone crazy."

After a while, Feng Zhe threw the pillow and said lifelessly, "When will my Lin Dad come back and give me some immortal energy..."

"Your Lin Dad will pay attention to you?" Hua Tong chuckled a few times. "It'd be good if your Lin Dad even gives you a glance."

"My Lin Dad still pays attention to me." Feng Zhe had a bitter face. "Just aloof. Only when screwing me will he show me some good face."

Hua Tong grabbed a tissue box and threw it at his head. Feng Zhe sighed miserably, "I miss our Xiao Fan."

These two were also teasing. Back then, because Feng Zhe saw Fan Linyi getting beaten up too miserably every day, he felt distressed and tried to act mature by proposing a breakup. As a result, he still hasn't been able to fully coax Xiao Fan back.

Qin Fang didn't know Xiao Fan had such a big temper before. Usually he didn't get too angry over little fights, but when truly angry, he was too hard to coax.

Qin Fang asked him, "Did Xiao Fan say when he's coming back?"

Feng Zhe shook his head. "Said he's not coming back, wants to get a work visa."

"Probably just scaring you, right?" Qin Fang said.

"I also think he's scaring me, but I'm really afraid too." Feng Zhe sniffled. "If he really doesn't come back, I'm screwed. I can't leave."

Hua Tong comforted him, "Little Fan still has you in his heart. He'll come back after graduating, don't worry."

Mentioning this made Feng Zhe even more depressed. Before, Xiao Fan definitely had him in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have impulsively come out to his family.

But later, for so long, Xiao Fan rarely showed him any good face, always cold. Only after sex each time would there be a bit of affection. As time passed, Feng Zhe couldn't tell if Xiao Fan still had him in his heart, and if so, how much was left.

The more he thought, the more upset he got. Feng Zhe suddenly grabbed Qin Fang's phone and lay on the bed, using his phone to message Fan Linyi. Qin Fang let him be, he had nothing to hide on his phone.

Fan Linyi rarely replied on his own phone, but would definitely reply on Qin Fang's. He probably hadn't slept yet at this time.

He opened Fan Linyi's chat window and called out: Lin Baby.

Fan Linyi indeed hadn't slept yet. Seeing this message, he immediately replied: What's up, Fang Bro?

Feng Zhe pouted: Lin Baby, you're not asleep?

Fan Linyi said: Nope, tell me if you have something to say.

Feng Zhe's pout got even bigger as he mumbled some curses.

"Don't send random messages on my phone. Send nonsense and I'll beat you." Qin Fang said from the side.

Feng Zhe didn't make a sound and continued sending: Lin Baby, when are you coming back?

Usually Qin Fang called him "Xiao Fan". He had never called him "Lin Baby". The first two times could pass as joking around and deliberately acting cute to say something. But by the third time, the odd tone could definitely be sensed. This wasn't Qin Fang's way of speaking.

So Fan Linyi took several minutes to reply: Haven't decided yet, I don't plan to go back for now, Fang Bro.

Feng Zhe sent: Miss you.

Fan Linyi replied: I miss you too.

He immediately followed up with: Fang Bro.

"Screw your little bro." Feng Zhe cursed through gritted teeth.

Fan Linyi didn't have a little brother. The only little bro that could be associated was himself. Hua Tong and Qin Fang both glanced at him. Feng Zhe didn't raise his head and continued sending: If you don't come back, little Feng will die at my house.

Fan Linyi: What's wrong with him?

Feng Zhe said: He's upset.

Fan Linyi: Fang Bro, tell him if he wants to act up, go back to his own house, don't do it at someone else's.

Feng Zhe cursed again. Looking at the few chat records, he got so angry that his eyes turned red. Later, he directly sent a voice message with red eyes: "Fan Linyi, you're a fucking idiot!"

After sending, he sat there pouting, waiting for a reply. The other person didn't respond. Qin Fang sighed, knowing he couldn't possibly stay quiet.

After a while, the phone finally vibrated. Feng Zhe hurriedly lowered his head to look. It turned out not to be Fan Linyi. Before he realized it wasn't Fan Linyi, he had already opened it.

Feng Zhe said, "Someone told you to look at a little sparrow."

Hua Tong let out a laugh from the side.

Qin Fang reached out his hand to Feng Zhe. Feng Zhe obediently handed it over and said, "I didn't mean to look."

"It's fine," Qin Fang smiled. "I don't mind you looking."

A little bird was perched on Xing Yan's window. He took a photo and sent it to Qin Fang.

Xing Yan: A little sparrow I photographed yesterday.

Qin Fang: It looks like someone's pet bird.

Xing Yan: Don't know, it flew away later.

Two messages came on the phone. Qin Fang said to Xing Yan: I won't chat with you for now, Feng Zhe is using my phone.

Xing Yan: Okay.

When Qin Fang handed the phone back to Feng Zhe, Feng Zhe looked at him for a long time, raising his eyelids, and said, "Seems like you have a situation."

Qin Fang answered frankly, "There is a situation."

"Who?" Feng Zhe asked.