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Since we have everything, I am not in a hurry to look. I smiled and said, "Come on, can't I have a little romantic thought? I was just thinking about watching the sunset with you and growing old together."
Xiao Minxing stopped, his hand moved from my shoulder to my neck, and then to my chin. His rough fingertips gently brushed against my skin, making it a bit ticklish and stirring my heart.
Opportunities for such deep gazes are still rare for us now.
Xiao Minxing is too busy, and I am not idle either. The most important reason is that we are like all couples; we got married, had children, and became ordinary in everyone's eyes. So while we talk daily, it’s hard to say those loving words anymore.
"What’s wrong? Are you moved to tears?" I asked softly.
Xiao Minxing suddenly smiled but fell silent for a moment before speaking: "I used to think about our later years together, but I never expected so many twists and turns."
"Really? When did you think about that? How come I didn’t know?" Xiao Minxing rarely shares his thoughts, especially about life. His style is to let things unfold naturally, and knowing too much about what he plans beforehand only makes me worry unnecessarily.
At this moment, we stood under a phoenix tree, the afterglow of the sunset stretching the tree's shadow long, overlapping with our own shadows.
Xiao Minxing gazed into the distance, looking ethereal as if he came from the heavens.
He pulled me into his embrace and after a long time said, "Let's start from the day we met."
I felt a stir in my heart and asked softly against his chest, "We were just kids back then; how could you think so far ahead?"
He didn’t explain but turned his face to look at me. After a long while, he gently smiled and said, "Let’s go; it’s time for dinner."
I turned back towards the entrance and saw Sister Wang indeed standing on the steps of the entrance, probably wondering where I had gone and whether Xiao Minxing had returned.
As soon as we entered, we heard Xiao Zhe calling out. That little guy was crawling towards us so fast that he almost matched the speed of a running child.
Xiao Minxing was quick; he instantly tossed the computer bag onto the shoe rack. Before Xiao Zhe could reach my feet, he bent down and picked him up directly, carrying him inside and casually handing him over to Sister Liu.
The little boy cried out loudly, flailing his arms and legs while keeping his eyes fixed on me.
Sister Liu was completely flustered by him and could barely hold on, almost dropping him to the ground again. Just as I was about to go over and take him, Xiao Minxing pulled me towards the dining table, treating him like a stray he had picked up.
From the relaxed atmosphere since he returned, I guessed that Mina's situation should be fine.
Xiao Minxing has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. If this matter were really bad, he would actually be more anxious than I am. However, since he walked in, he has been joking with me and teasing Xiao Zhe, all of which indicated that he was in a good mood.
The first time I actually saw the information was after we returned to the room. He handed me a Document Bag and said, "You can look at it yourself; I'm going to take a shower first."
There wasn't much information; aside from stating that he was an artist, there was nothing about his family background or where he lived. Moreover, he had only been in Haicheng for a few months and had always stayed in hotels, spending quite lavishly.
Of course, later on, he moved in with Mina, but whenever he left her house, he would return to the hotel, which was still a very nice one in Haicheng.
Holding a few thin sheets of information, my doubts grew heavier.
It was already puzzling enough. If he had no money, it wouldn't make sense for him to stay in a hotel every day and spend so much. If he did have money, how much could a small-time artist really have?
Haicheng is a place full of hidden talents; there are all kinds of people. There are countless individuals like Longwen. When Night goes out, every bar and entertainment venue has several people singing, dancing, and playing in bands. Their income is at most comparable to that of high-level white-collar workers; the only difference is their living environment.
Before Xiao Minxing came out, I shouted through the bathroom door, "What kind of information is this? There's nothing here!"
He responded from inside but didn't reply until he finished his shower and came out: "This is all we could find out in Haicheng."
"Seriously? Another mysterious person? Why does Mina keep finding people like this? It's driving me crazy."
Xiao Minxing glanced at the information and said, "You're just worrying for no reason. They get along just fine; you're busy worrying for nothing."
I didn't want to get tangled up with him on this issue anymore. I waved the papers and said, "Can you find out more? There's nothing written here; how am I supposed to figure anything out? Where did this person come from? Why do they keep living in hotels?"
Xiao Minxing poured us each a glass of water and sat down next to me, tilting his head slightly back to look at the chandelier on the ceiling.
I was anxious while also annoyed by his inscrutable demeanor, so I waved my hand in front of his eyes and said, "Stop daydreaming; let's talk business."
He grabbed my hand and leaned slightly, brushing his lips against my cheek as he asked, "You've met this person before, right?"
I nodded, "Of course. I just saw him looking young and like a playboy, so I was worried about Mina. You said she's busy every day, and I can't even keep an eye on her. Where did she find these people?"
Xiao Minxing always rolled his eyes whenever I said such things.
"You have a family and kids now, and you’ll be going back to work. Do you expect her to live with you every day like before?"
I argued back, "I never said she should live with me every day, but for such a big deal, we are good friends. Why didn't she mention it to me? If I hadn't gone over today and seen it for myself, would she have acted like nothing happened?"
This time Xiao Minxing couldn't hold back anymore. He tapped my head and said, "Who else is like you, making a fuss so that the whole world knows when something happens? Besides, if Mina really didn’t want you to see him, there are a thousand ways she could have made him disappear before you arrived."
Well, he had a point. I had called Mina before going over, and it was Longwen who opened the door when I got there. The implication was clear; if she really didn’t want me to see this person, there were countless ways to prevent it.
But what good did that do? I still knew nothing about him.
At least Xiao Minxing had some conscience; he comforted me by saying, "You don’t need to worry too much. I just asked someone to find out a bit about him today. He should have some background. Once things settle down a bit, we can look into it properly. But you also have another option: just ask him directly."
"Ah? If I ask him, will he tell me?" At this point, I started doubting his intelligence.
But Xiao Minxing said, "Just ask him. Since he knows you're Mina's friend, if he truly cares for her, he won't offend you. On the other hand, if he’s not sincere or has some issues in his background, he definitely won’t say anything. Analyzing from that perspective might give us some clues."
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