Improv [Rebirth]

Qi Andong's face was always grim. Chen Yan was afraid that he would be uncertain, so he kept his head on his own business and guarded against him like a landmine.

In the large room, they each occupied one side. When Chen Yan almost forgot that there was someone beside him, Qi Andong suddenly called him: "Chen Yan."

He turned his head.

"Mr. Lu said that you were with me to treat your mother, didn't you?"

He couldn't hear Qi Andong's meaning, he just said: "...Yes."

"Is there enough money?"

"It's... that's enough."

"What do you mean is enough? How much more?"

"I don't know the follow-up treatment plan, but... it should be enough."

Qi Andong nodded, and took out a card from his wallet: "There is still some money on it, you take it, and draw it to your card, you know the password."

"You..." He looked at the card and didn't dare to accept it. He had suffered too much and knew that most of the sugar-coated cards were shells.

Qi Andong put the card on the table, and said with a smile, "I don't owe you, do I?"

Chen Yan reached out to touch the card blankly, raised his head even more blankly, and asked, "Brother Dong, what did you say?"

Qi Andong didn't answer, instead he stood up, took his hand, and walked to the bedroom.

After entering the room, he began to unbutton Chen Yan's buttons one by one, and his eyes met occasionally, full of tenderness.

There was a ball in Chen Yan's heart, it bounced off the ground and hit him in the heart.He stretched out his hand to stop Qi Andong: "Brother Dong...don't be silent, what's going on?"

How can he compare his strength with Qi Andong?After unbuttoning, the jacket fell to the ground. Qi Andong hugged him, sniffed his neck, and bit it again, as if weighing a piece of cake, licking off the cream and tasting the core to see if it still tastes the same as before.

He wrapped Chen Yan in his arms, put his head on his neck, and said, "I know you like Han Tianzong, I knew it when I first met you."

He didn't mind spoiling the atmosphere by mentioning other people in this posture.

Chen Yan froze, and Qi Andong chuckled in his ear: "Don't be afraid. I always knew that you were with me for money, and holding hands with him is the sincerity. I understand. When you wrote He Jianqing, you were What are you thinking about, your junior brother? You slept with someone else, but your heart is still clean, doesn’t that mean?”

"not me……"

"Shh, don't talk. I used to like listening to you talk, but I don't like it now. We are just trading, you and your junior brother are soul mates. It's a pity that you like your junior brother, but your junior brother likes Zhengqing, and Zhengqing doesn't like him. Tell me, is this a trick of God’s will?”

The hand slid in front of him, unzipped his zipper, and reached in to measure his waistline inch by inch.

"I don't like him anymore..." Chen Yan's heart beat violently, and he trembled three times after speaking.

"You always look like you are being bullied in front of me, like I forced you. Did I force you? No. You need money and resources, and I just happen to have them, so I became the evil queen mother, tearing you apart The person you like in your heart. But am I wrong? "

"You didn't, you didn't, didn't..." His trousers fell to the ground without a sound, rubbing naked against the fabric of Qi An's things, and his body heat came through through layers of protection, making him not so warm.

Their intertwined necks parted, and Qi Andong pressed his forehead against his forehead, and asked aggrievedly: "I am not wrong, why do they blame me? They all say that I did something wrong, as if I have harmed you, and I am a heinous person."

He pushed Chen Yan onto the bed, and they became one.

"It hurts...Brother Dong..." Chen Yan squeezed out a tear from the corner of his eye, it hurt.

"But after thinking about it, I still can't remember what I did wrong. Money, fame, interests, vanity, everything I can help, but they still think I treat you badly, ruthlessly."

Chen Yan reached out to turn off the light, and Qi Andong turned on the light the next second: "Don't move, I have to see you."

The lamp was turned on all night, and the next day it was dimly lit, revealing a gray light.

Qi Andong leaned against the bedside to smoke, the smoke and the light entangled together, making the halo more scattered, floating in the air shapelessly.

"Mr. Lu entered the operating room yesterday."

Chen Yan's eyes that couldn't be opened suddenly opened, and he struggled to get up from the bed: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Qi Andong knocked off the cigarette ash, crossed his arms, and said in a delicate tone, "He is very worried about you, worried that you will be spoiled by me if you are with me."

He laughed a few times and asked, "Do you also think that if you are with me, it must be ruined in the end?"

Chen Yan grabbed the quilt and wrapped it uselessly around his body, watching him in a daze.

"I used to like you, like you before. Now you have changed, and you are getting farther and farther away from the past every day. Everything I like no longer exists, and I still refuse to let go. I don't know why."

"What do you like?" Chen Yan muttered to himself, "Haven't I been playing the way you like? But I can't learn anything, and we still quarrel every day. I'm so tired."

Qi Andong took a puff of cigarette and said, "You are a flower that has passed its flowering period, and you can only decline day by day. Time cannot go back, and you can't change back. You will never be the person I want."

The smoke came out of his mouth along with his words, taking away the last bit of warmth in his eyes that he didn't know if it was a disguise.

He said: "You are tired, and I am also very tired. I thought about it for a long time last night. Is it good or bad to be with you? Guess what? I thought about it, but I didn't think of being with you at all irreplaceable benefits."

He left the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up from the bed, naked, bathed in the morning light, like a statue.

The statue came to life, slowly turned back, and said to him, "Let's stop here."

Against such a strong light, Chen Yan could still see Qi Andong's eyes until his head was torn apart.His eyes were brighter than the sun, and his eyes were full of icebergs reflecting white light. The icebergs collided and broke into sea water, which was also bone-chilling water.

They used to quarrel, and now they quarreled. Qi Andong's anger was familiar to him, but this was the first time he saw that there was no anger in his eyes, only indifference.It seems that he and Chen Yan lost their temper in the past because they hoped that he would change one day and continue to live a good life, but now he has completely given up.

I'm going to see the teacher, the teacher is still in the ward.Chen Yan thought.

He thought so, but couldn't move, until Qi Andong walked out of the bedroom, out of the house, and sat on the bed like a clay sculpture.

Half of the brand-new furniture was scorched black, and there was a heat wave between them, and the two facing each other were not very clear shaking phantoms.

"Let me ask you, have you ever been sincere in all these years, advancing and retreating, living and dying with me?"

He Jianqing lowered his head slightly, moved his lips, and only answered two words——

"Never."

Boss Xu smiled miserably: "But I..."

He didn't finish his sentence, maybe it was too embarrassing to speak out, or maybe it was half melted by the raging fire.

The staff who came and went greeted Qi Andong, praised him for his good acting skills, and filled baskets of warm flattery. He smiled and thanked him, but didn't hear a word in his ears. People are tightly packed, like a cocoon bound to death.

Hong Zizhen got down from the chair and talked to him, but he still couldn't hear him, but he heard a gossip in the middle.

"Chen Yan didn't come today either."

He glanced at the seat where Chen Yanchang sat on the sidelines, but he didn't come.He was a little dazed, and the emotions in the play hadn't faded away. He suddenly had a thought that Chen Yan would never come.

At this time, someone pulled his sleeve, and he lowered his head. He was a handsome man with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and he stroked his hair with his hands, as if he was confident in his appearance.

So shy and proud, just like when Chen Yan first met him.

"What's the matter?" He rarely showed a sincere smile.

"Oh," Hong Zizhen leaned over, "This is Shan Yu, a newcomer in our company. I heard that you are filming here, so I insisted on seeing you. She has been waiting for hours."

"Yes, you have worked hard." He assumed the posture of a senior.

"Well, sit there." Shan Yu tilted her body slightly, pointing to a seat on the side of the field, looking very cute and innocent.

"You've been staring at me."

"Did you see me?" Shan Yu was surprised and happy.

"It's hard not to see." Qi Andong said kindly.

In fact, there were so many people watching him around, how did he notice Shan Yu?It's just made up casually to coax people.

They chatted for a while, and Hong Zizhen came to ask Qi Anton for dinner, but he declined, saying that he had something to do when he went home.

"It's something, I understand." Hong Zizhen winked, and Shan Yu looked at them curiously.

His obscene hint was related to Chen Yan, and Qi Andong felt annoyed for a while.

Chen Yan is still at home, he has been at home.

"Have you put away your things?" Qi Andong asked casually, opened the refrigerator, drank a big mouthful of lemonade, a gust of cold air froze his heart and lungs into solid ice.

"There are not many things," Chen Yan said, "It's just that the house has not been found yet. But I can go to my junior brother or Li Qifeng to stay for a few days."

"No, take your time looking for it, I don't care about it in three or two days." Qi Andong shrugged.

Chen Yan opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, but Qi Andong didn't take the initiative to ask.

The guest room was not cleaned up, and they still slept on the same bed for no apparent reason.

There was no line drawn between the beds, and no trenches dug, but they slept on each side, and neither of them crossed the line.

There is a dream on the left, and a dream on the right, but they can't be together.Your Yangguan Road and my single-plank bridge have been built together for so many years, but after all, there are still two people.

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