Good Deeds

Lin Qiong said, "Being able to marry you, Feng Xingyun, is the happiest thing in my life."

The young man, with flushed cheeks from drinking, looked at him with watery eyes.

Fu Xingyun remained silent for a while, "As long as you're happy."

Lin Qiong replied, "There's nothing happier than marrying you."

Fu Xingyun looked meaningfully at the person in front of him, "Is that so?"

"Of course," Lin Qiong blushed, lowered his head, and smiled shyly, "I like you the most, hic~"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Lin Qiong patted his chest and laughed foolishly, "I'm sorry, I've had a bit too much to drink, and I'm hiccuping... Let's start over."

With a very professional demeanor, he looked at Fu Xingyun affectionately again, "I like you the most... hic~"

"..."

Fu Xingyun's face was numb, "If you feel insincere, you don't have to say it."

Lin Qiong stood up, "My feelings for you are as solid as a rock. They can't be stopped by a minor setback."

Staggering a bit, he walked towards the man, crouched down and made eye contact.

One second, two seconds...

Lin Qiong spoke up, "I like... Oops, I need to go to the bathroom."

"..."

Saying that, he covered his mouth and stumbled towards his destination.

Watching the person's flustered figure, Fu Xingyun: ...

These few seconds would take a lifetime to heal.

Lin Qiong rinsed his mouth and splashed water on his face, feeling slightly more sober. Then he looked at the mirror and thought, "Oh, who's this handsome guy? Oh, wait, it's me."

Just as Lin Qiong came out, he happened to see Fu Xingyun about to get on the elevator. Like a bird returning to its nest, Lin Qiong flew to Fu Xingyun's side.

His face was filled with the message, "Together! Let's go together!"

Fu Xingyun glanced at him and didn't say anything.

When the elevator doors opened, the man spoke, "Let's go."

Lin Qiong looked at him gratefully, "Xingyun, you're so good to me. I love you the most..."

Fu Xingyun's eyebrows twitched, "You don't need to say it."

Lin Qiong's face turned fierce, "Are you questioning our unwavering love?"

Fu Xingyun's face turned cold, "No."

Lin Qiong sounded puzzled, "Then why didn't you let me say it?"

Fu Xingyun remained silent for a while, "I'm afraid you'll hurt your tongue."

Lin Qiong blushed and lowered his head, "So, you care about me that much."

"..."

"I love you even more..."

Fu Xingyun interrupted, "The best way this is going to end is if you shut up."

Without being hit by a powerful force, Lin Qiong raised his hand and formed a heart gesture in front of his chest.

"..."

The next morning, Lin Qiong woke up early, holding his throbbing head, lying on the bed like a salted fish.

Soon, he felt his stomach growling and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. Shortly after, Fu Xingyun appeared, rolling his wheelchair.

At the dining table, Lin Qiong looked at him, "I got the job!"

Fu Xingyun calmly ate his meal, "You told me last night."

Lin Qiong blinked, "Then why didn't you ask me how I got selected?"

Fu Xingyun glanced at him, "How did you get selected?"

With a proud expression, Lin Qiong replied, "Because I look like myself."

"..." Fu Xingyun said, "That's a truly outstanding characteristic."

Lin Qiong: ...

I suspect he's mocking me, but I have no evidence.

After breakfast, Lin Qiong continued to push Fu Xingyun out for a walk as usual. He deliberately adjusted the timing of their outing to avoid encountering the eccentric old man who made the shocking remarks last time.

However, as they were leaving, they unexpectedly ran into the well-dressed old man.

Lin Qiong: ...

Damn it.

He quickened his pace, fearing that the old man would say something outrageous again.

The old man was about to greet Lin Qiong when he saw him.

Lin Qiong's eyebrows jumped instantly, and he preemptively spoke, "What a coincidence! Are you also out walking your dog?"

Fu Xingyun: ...

After returning home, Lin Qiong slumped on the couch, looking at the work schedule Wang Cheng sent him. It turned out that the makeup session would also take two to three days.

Then he turned his head to look at the man not far away, "Xingyun, I'll be going out for work in a few days."

Fu Xingyun replied calmly, "Oh."

Lin Qiong said, "You can order takeout."

The man's figure visibly stiffened, "When will you be back?"

Calculating the longest time, Lin Qiong replied, "About three days."

Then, not forgetting his romantic image, he sprang up from the couch like a carp, saying, "But don't worry, my love for you won't diminish because of the distance. I'll think of you every day." He raised his hand and formed a tiny heart, saying, "I love you forever and that will never change."

Fu Xingyun glanced at him silently, "Well, thank you for that."

Lin Qiong blushed and lowered his head, "You're welcome."

"..."

In the following days, Lin Qiong noticed that Fu Xingyun could eat even more than before.

In the evening, Lin Qiong lay in bed, looking at his phone.

Wang Cheng: "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock."

Lin Qiong typed on his phone, "Got it."

Wang Cheng: "Remember to do good deeds lately, it's best to do one good deed a day."

Lin Qiong: ?

Wang Cheng: "I calculated that you were selected because of a stroke of luck, and before that, you did some good deeds."

Lin Qiong was puzzled, "Like what?"

Wang Cheng: "Being vegetarian and sharing the cost of gas."

Lin Qiong took on a serious tone, "Great people have said that superstitions are harmful."

Wang Cheng didn't give up, "Then just consider it as doing charity."

The next morning, after finishing breakfast, Lin Qiong prepared to go out.

Before leaving, he looked at Fu Xingyun sitting in the living room watching the news, "I'm heading out. Remember to eat your meals on time these few days."

Fu Xingyun responded calmly, then turned his head to glance at him, "Remember to come back early."

Lin Qiong's eyes widened slightly.

Oh, what a rare occurrence.

But he guessed that this old cynic probably just wanted to eat fewer takeout meals for a few days.

Even though he knew what the other person was thinking, Lin Qiong still approached him with a cheerful smile, "Do you also miss me when I'm away these few days?"

Fu Xingyun looked at him with a glimmer in his eyes. The man couldn't help but feel that the other person had a pair of eyes that looked at everyone with such affectionate expressions. He remained silent for a while, and before he could speak, he heard Lin Qiong continue, "Well, after all, distance makes the heart grow fonder."

"..."

After finishing the conversation, Lin Qiong grabbed his luggage and left the house, saying, "I'm leaving."

He arrived at the exit of the villa area but didn't see the familiar little bread car that usually made a clattering sound.

He dialed Wang Cheng's number on his phone, "I'm outside, where are you?"

A voice of resignation came from the other end, "Still on the road."

Lin Qiong was puzzled, "Did you oversleep?"

Wang Cheng replied, "I'm stuck in traffic."

"..."

Wang Cheng looked at the snake-like congested street ahead and said, "You go towards Shiyi Road first, I still don't know how long I'll be stuck."

Lin Qiong nodded, "Okay."

Just as he was about to hang up, he heard Wang Cheng continue, "Remember to do good deeds! Do good deeds!"

Lin Qiong didn't refuse, "I'll do what I can."

After hanging up the phone, he headed in the direction of Shiyi Road.

While waiting at a red light, he saw an elderly woman panting, seeming a bit tired.

Thinking of Wang Cheng's words earlier, Lin Qiong looked at the road, then at the elderly woman.

Wasn't this the perfect opportunity?

When the green light came on, Lin Qiong approached, "Ma'am, let me help you cross the road."

"Thank you, young man, there's no need," the elderly woman replied.

Upholding the spirit of Lei Feng, Lin Qiong said, "Ma'am, you don't need to be polite with me."

Saying that, he assisted the elderly woman in crossing the road.

"Young man, there's no need."

"It's okay."

When they reached the other side of the street, the elderly woman looked at Lin Qiong and said, "I just walked over here a moment ago."

"..."

Afterward, Lin Qiong waited for another round of traffic lights and escorted the elderly woman across the street again, feeling embarrassed as he bowed to her.

"I'm really sorry."

Saying that, he turned around and ran, feeling really ashamed.

Lin Qiong walked for two more blocks when he encountered a poorly dressed beggar approaching him.

"Pity me, please."

The beggar didn't look too old, probably in his early thirties, but he had a desolate appearance despite being at the prime of his life.

The beggar stood in front of Lin Qiong, "Pity me, please."

The intention was clear, but when Lin Qiong felt his pockets, he realized he didn't have any spare change.

Seeing the beggar's trembling hands holding a bowl, he suggested, "How about I hold it for you for a while?"

Beggar: ...

"Can you do it?"

Lin Qiong adopted a senior's demeanor, "Don't look down on people. I used to be in the same line of work as you."

The beggar glanced at him skeptically but couldn't see any signs of destitution.

"You used to rely on begging too?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "Of course."

He had even slept under a bridge for several months.

Taking the bowl from the beggar's hand, he said, "In the past, I could make up to two whole dollars a day."

Beggar: ...

The beggar looked at Lin Qiong, "I'm doing this now because I have no other choice. I have no money, no job prospects, and no hope for the future."

Seeing the person feeling down, Lin Qiong thought for a moment if he should comfort him, then spoke up, "Everyone goes through difficult times."

"Back then, I was forced to pay off debts for several years, and our house was even robbed."

The beggar looked surprised, never expecting someone to have it worse than him, "Did the thief steal the money you were supposed to use for paying off debts?"

Lin Qiong scratched his head, "No, that didn't happen."

"Then what did the thief do?"

Lin Qiong tilted his head at a 45-degree angle, then said, "We searched the house all night and couldn't find where the money was."

"..."

The beggar was puzzled, "Why did you do this kind of work in the past?"

Lin Qiong remembered that scoundrel who ran away and gritted his teeth, "Wronged by someone, I became a guarantor for them. But they ran away, and I was forced to pay off the debt. I lost my job because of high-interest loans and ended up with no other options."

The beggar widened his eyes, "I never expected you to have such experiences."

Sadly, he said, "I believed in rumors and failed in stock trading. Now I'm in this desperate situation."

Lin Qiong said, "Do you now feel like you were a complete idiot before?"

The beggar nodded, realizing that their life experiences were surprisingly similar.

Lin Qiong comfortingly patted the person's shoulder, "Look at money, everything will get better."

The beggar looked at Lin Qiong excitedly, "Young brother, you really understand me."

"How did you manage to stand up again?" the beggar asked, glancing at Lin Qiong's expensive attire. "Did you accumulate wealth and succeed in starting a business to become rich?"

Lin Qiong shook his head.

"Then did you meet a benefactor who helped you turn your life around and reach the pinnacle of success?"

Lin Qiong said, "I married an old man and now I live off his wealth."