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The fall of those three words is also the end of the curtain——

There is no score, because the official selection lines have not been completed, and they cannot even be rated.

There is no ranking, because it is a direct abstention.

Obviously nothing, but got more than ever before.A full stop has already been drawn in the heart, no need to add any more strokes, it is also complete.

Qi Jin's eyes blinked slightly, and the haze in front of him was clear for a moment, but soon became blurred again.

Every time you blink, something wet and cool will fall out and drip down your cheeks.

But he laughed.

"Ha ha……"

The laughter was soft and low.The more you laugh, the more tears flow.

He calmly and slowly took off the earphones, separated the hustle and bustle of the arena from reality, and returned to this quiet room.

It is easier to set off the warmth at this moment on the night of early winter.

He silently adjusted his breathing and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.Before quitting the channel, the last thing I saw was the message from "Old Five" to me.

[★Old Five★] said to [you]: ...

[★Old Five★] said to [you]: ...

[★Old Five★] said to [you]: ... Really, I couldn't think of it at all...

[★Old Five★] said to [you]: I once said that no one can help him in this matter, it seems that I was wrong.Return date, you are really amazing... Thank you.

——No, I’m actually not that good.It was his own strength that brought him to this point.

Qi Chen lowered his eyes and smiled, closing the computer.

At this time, he heard the sound of the door opening gently.

The door opened, but people stood behind the door and refused to come in.The corners of Qi Jin's lips lifted, and she purposely kept her tone flat, making herself sound very serious.

"come over."

There are no ups and downs in the tone, and it is impossible to judge whether the speaker is happy or angry.

The person behind the door seemed to be stunned for a while, but finally took the first step and began to walk towards him slowly.

He didn't make a sound, didn't look back, just sat quietly on the bedside and listened to the footsteps of the man coming from the door to his side.Even though the person stopped within reach, he still didn't respond, his face was expressionless, and there was a sweet smile that the other party couldn't see in his lowered eyes.

"...Qi Xi," the man finally called out in a suppressed voice, sounding very shy, "Are you angry?"

"Of course I'm angry." Qi Yu didn't deny it.

Shen Yan's face turned pale for a moment.

However, before he even had time to retreat, Qi Yu suddenly opened his arms and crossed over, hugged him tightly across his waist, buried him almost greedily in his arms, breathed the reassuring smell, and laughed softly : "Do you know how many tears you made me shed tonight?—the eyes must be swollen, and of course I'm angry."

Shen Yan was slightly shocked, as if a person who had finally heard the verdict and was released without guilt, his knees softened unconsciously, and he slowly knelt down on the bed as if he had collapsed.

His hands groped blankly on Qi Jin's back for a while, until he was convinced that what he touched was the real Qi Jin, then he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, bent down and hugged the person in front of him tightly.

And the trembling in the voice didn't disappear because of this: "I thought...you were angry because I hid such a terrible past from you...you can't forgive me."

The hand hugging Qi Jin's back tightened, his fingers caught in the shirt, tangled with the fabric embarrassingly.

Qi Jin clearly felt the hesitation and fear in his heart.

Infected by this emotion, Qi Yu buried her head deeper, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "Idiot... Only those who have done wrong things need to be forgiven. What did you do wrong?"

"I... lied to you."

"You didn't lie to me."

"I didn't confess to you..."

"That's not deception. You must use lies to deceive." Qi Yan slowly corrected him word by word, "You didn't say anything before...but when you said it, every word was the truth."

At this point, ask again.

"So, what did you do wrong?" Nothing.

Shen Yan couldn't say a word, her breath was a little short, her arms tightened, and she knelt in front of him without moving.

Without saying a word, Qi Jin gently tugged at his arm, pulled him into the bed, snuggled up with her, and patiently waited for his breathing to calm down.

"Qi Li," he said dryly after a long while, "I am—"

"Don't say it," Qi Yu hastily pressed his lips with her fingers at this moment, not allowing him to say that derogatory word.At least, in today's society, it is still derogatory, "You don't need to say it, I already guessed it."

Shen Yan's eyelids moved slightly, and he blinked twice, as if trying to blink away the tingling sensation in his eyes, but it didn't work.

Qi Jin's hand moved up, first lightly covered his eyes, and made him close them, then moved her fingers calmly, and leaned over to kiss his eyelids respectively.Shen Yan quietly leaned against the head of the bed like a tired child, giving him the initiative and allowing him to move.

Qi Zhen felt that his eyelids were gradually less twitching, so she lowered her head to his shoulder and sighed: "Actually, I've been aware of it before."

Shen Yan trembled, and asked in a low voice: "...when?"

Qi Jin smiled wryly and said, "There are often clues, but the clues are very vague. I... never thought about it deeply. It wasn't until I went to visit your grandfather's grave that day and saw that your name was not recorded on the tombstone, that I had some clues." Consciousness. But at that time, I thought you were the adopted son of this family, and after listening to your performance just now—”

The words stop here.Nothing to say, and no need to go on.

"I'm sorry." This time it was Qi Jin who apologized in a low voice.If it's just an adopted child, some clues will be unreasonable if you think about it carefully, because I am too slow.

Shen Yan shook her head silently.

The two tacitly maintained a blank period of language, and silently stuck together to keep warm.

Until Shen Yan said a word.

"...that 'auntie' I met in the hospital today...she is actually my biological mother."

Qi Jin opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his head in astonishment.Shen Yan just smiled bitterly: "Since she remarried, I haven't seen her for nearly ten years."

At this point, he paused for a moment, correcting his words in a muffled voice.

"No, I shouldn't say 'remarrying'... because she and my biological father have never been married in name for a day. Children without any real relationship."

Qi Jin frowned slightly, silently grabbed the corner of his clothes, and pulled him closer.

Following this movement, Shen Yan's hands hugged him firmly, pressed against his head, rubbed weakly and slowly a few times, and buried the pain in his voice as much as possible in a flat tone similar to a statement: " I was born in a small town, which is my mother's hometown. The place is small, and people's ideas are very conservative, including her natal family. She grew up in that environment...but because she studied more than others I know more things, and I am yearning for the world outside the town.”

"And my father is a local, grew up in the city, and the family conditions are relatively good. After graduating from university, he was assigned to work in my mother's town for a period of time, so I met like this... Later, I was born. .”

His voice became lower and lower, and when it was too low to continue, he stopped for a moment.

Qi Jin never urged him, but silently stroked his back, giving him peace of mind—even if it was only temporarily.

"When my mother had me, she was still unmarried. In that time and place, once it was spread out, it would be a great shame. People would gossip and be looked down upon for life. But my father... He didn't want to marry my mother because he had already agreed to another marriage arranged by his leader."

The men in my impression are always wearing dark suits, straight shirts, and ironed collars with sharp edges, as if they were cut out with a knife.

The man has indifferent eyes and a rigid expression. He is a very realistic person from temperament to behavior.

When he was young, he was hidden behind by a woman, and when he looked at her secretly from behind her long skirt, the other party's gaze seemed to be thoughtful.But the thinking part is always only the result, not the process—only the consequences that things will eventually lead to, without the emotional damage in the process.

The man was from a well-established family in the provincial capital, while the woman was from a small county town, and the door was always wrong and the family was wrong.

A man works for a public agency and is a legitimate civil servant whose reputation and reputation are above all else.

Men are appreciated by their superiors, and marriage is just a means to pave the way for the future, and has nothing to do with feelings.

A man feels that a woman doesn't understand him.

A man feels that a woman doesn't understand him.

Men feel that women do a superfluous thing, and that children are "that superfluous thing" and a stupid thing to do.

"When my mother was young, her thoughts were very simple. She thought that with my existence, he would turn back one day." Shen Yan said with a soft smile, "But he didn't."

The forehead that was touching Qi Jin moved down slowly, and after being completely staggered, it was buried next to the collarbone without a sound.

"Because he... doesn't want me at all."

The stress placed on the word "fundamental" made Qi Wei's heart twitch hard when he heard it.

Shen Yan intermittently continued to tell the details of that year.

Most of the details are as old and fuzzy as their age, but real, can't change their suffocating weight when they weigh on the heart.

What Shen Yan said, Qi Yu had more or less heard it elsewhere.

He is a journalist. To be honest, such cases are encountered almost every day for him. They are not new, and some plots can be said to be the same.Many people in the same industry can regard these stories as a thick stack of materials in legal programs, as printed black and white, but he can't.

He knows that behind every record, there may be one or even many irreparable injuries——

"Shen Yan. Shen Yan..."

Qi Jin would call out his name like this from time to time, constantly reminding him of his own existence in the process of his memory, so as not to let him helplessly fall into the quagmire of memory and struggle alone.

And Shen Yan kept hugging him while speaking, never letting go.

"Later my mother and I moved to this city, but my father still didn't come." He said, his eyes darkened as if mixed with ashes. "My mother began to suffer from alcoholism, and she often broke things with her hands when she was drunk. Sometimes Sometimes I would go crazy, and the most serious one... almost suffocated me in the quilt."

Qi Min was startled, and jumped out of his arms.

Shen Yan shook his head with a wry smile, supported his shoulders, and continued dully: "That time... I was so scared that I ran away, but my neighbors almost called the police after they found out about it. But, maybe you can see me She was the only relative, and she was not conscious at the time, and in the end the neighbor didn't call the police, but called my dad."

He paused.

It seemed that he was in a trance at that moment, but the tone of the statement sounded like a question, and he didn't quite believe what he said: "That time, my father came—"

At that time, the man knew that he should let the woman despair, and the woman also knew that he should despair.

That time, the old man first learned about his son and his grandson whom he had never met—that was the turning point in his life.

"My mother completely collapsed after that accident, and took me back to the county seat. Later... she married someone else under the arrangement of my grandparents. As for me, they plan to return me to the Shen family." He slowly Taking a breath, there was finally a bit of warmth in the sentence, "Although my father didn't take over, the grandfather who knew about it... is willing to take me in and raise me. He is my lifelong benefactor."

He lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

"My mother gave me the surname Shen because the man she loved was called Shen, but that's not why I kept it. For me, 'Shen' is just 'my grandpa's', not 'my dad's. last name'—isn't it ridiculous for me to think that?"

Qi Jin suppressed his sentimentality and shook his head hastily.

No one can laugh at his reminiscences.

"I used to think that 'Hou Shunyang' was very similar to me, but I was wrong." Suddenly, Shen Yan mentioned the match just now, and murmured, "We are not the same. He can make a difference for the world." Sheji let go of her personal grievances, but I can't do it, I really...had my father deeply."

Shen Yan let go of her hand a little, but didn't let Qi Min leave her embrace completely, but just made a space between the two of them, took out the button, and held it in the palm of her hand.

"Although I am not as broad-minded as he is, I have one thing that he doesn't have."

Qi Jin followed his gaze down, and there was a little gleam jumping on the surface of the button, and when she looked more carefully, she saw her face shrunk into a smaller one, reflected on it.

He was startled, and raised his head again.Shen Yan no longer looked at the buttons, but looked at him quietly.

When people are here, the substitute loses its appeal——

"At the beginning of the first scene, I kept telling myself not to touch this button, because I would think of you and how happy I am now," Shen Yan pulled Qi Jin's right hand over and placed it in his palm.When the two people folded their hands, they just pressed the button in the middle, as if a ceremony of exchanging vows.Shen Yan smiled in a trance, "I even forgot that I was in pain."

In this way, it is impossible to reproduce the original mood.

Shunyang Hou had a positive and bright image at the beginning, but in the post-original stage, the plot development gradually became dark, and the negative emotions still crushed him near the end... It was a process of exhaustion.

"I felt the same way when my grandpa just passed away. My mother gave birth to me and raised me, but she still chose to give up; my grandpa raised me up and finally left... I thought my whole life was like this A sinking process, the ending will always take away the goodness before.”

But when I touched the button, these thoughts disappeared unexpectedly—I just remembered the sense of fullness that filled my heart and couldn't help overflowing.

Just remember that you are loved, and loved.

"So, I chose to go in the exact opposite direction."

In the last few lines, he had to completely let go of his knots and be honest, so he picked up the button again, as if he was holding Qi Jin's hand tightly.

"Shen Yan..." Qi Jin found that her voice was trembling a little, and so were her fingers.

On the contrary, Shen Yan was very calm.

Even when she uttered the words that surprised Qi Jin, she was able to keep her tone calm: "My mother... was diagnosed with a brain tumor by the hospital. The pathology report will come out tomorrow, and I don't know if it is benign or not. Vicious."

Qi Jin's face turned slightly pale all of a sudden: "How could it be..."

Shen Yan lowered her head and spoke softly to the end: "When she told me the result of the diagnosis, I actually... completely forgot everything she did to me back then, and only thought of 'saving her' was on my mind. Maybe It's because I have grandpa and you, and I have feelings in my heart as the foundation, and the part of her hurting me in the memory has no impact. I have... I can't hate it anymore. "

Then Shen Yan stopped talking.

Qi Jin looked at the man in front of him with mixed feelings, and sat quietly with him for more than ten minutes without saying a word.

Probably starting to feel cold, Shen Yan changed his posture, and slightly gathered his shoulders to wrap him up.This is a gesture of seeking warmth, of course Qi Yu did not refuse, but the warmth brought by the embrace of the two of them is always only temporary and cannot drive away the winter outside.

And he didn't want to be limited to this.

He wanted to actually reach the end of winter.

"Can I talk to your mother?" Qi Wei said suddenly.

This sentence was even more sudden than the one he had just told his mother about his illness—Shen Yan suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at Qi Jin.And Qi Jin looked back at each other very persistently and sincerely.

"Can I talk to your mother?"

He didn't get an answer, so he repeated it lightly.Even the second question did not get an answer from Shen Yan immediately.

The two looked at each other, and Shen Yan couldn't find any sign of wavering in Qi Jin's eyes, but he frowned slightly, and the negative sentence produced by his first reaction seemed to be fixed by Qi Jin's gaze, and he swallowed. Going back, he hesitated to speak.

"She..." She didn't want to communicate at all.

"Don't worry." Shen Yan didn't say it, but Qi Yu knew what he meant, she slightly bent the corners of her eyes and approached him, rubbed the tip of her nose against his cheek, and said in a low voice, "Have you forgotten my old profession? I'm a reporter, and I know what to ask and what not to ask. I'm an award-winning guy on our news team—"

There was a small taste of ridicule in his sentence, which washed away the gloomy air around him.

After listening silently, Shen Yan finally smiled helplessly and let out a long sigh.

"Okay," If the person you care about the most doesn't care, then you don't need to be afraid of anything.However, a reminder in advance is still needed, "But she may not be willing to speak at all, don't force it too much."

"I will do what I can, but I will not give in easily, after all, interviewing is my specialty."

Qi Yu smiled calmly and confidently.

Shen Yan stared at him intently, the light in his eyes streamed thinly, flickering in the silent place, as if a quiet sea was sprinkled with winter sunshine - not as bright as summer sunshine, but it made the warmth more precious.

"You said that interviewing is your specialty." Shen Yan suddenly repeated what he just said.

"Ok?"

"Then when can you officially interview me?"

I can't tell if this sentence is sincere or a joke.Their contact in reality started from a cooperative relationship, but in the news, Shen Yan was always behind the scenes and never appeared in the camera. Even in the manuscript, only the word "Dr. Shen" was used.Qi Chen did not interview him face to face.

Hearing his question, Qi Min was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help lowering her head and laughing.

He turned his head and lightly bit Shen Yan's Adam's apple.

Deep in Shen Yan's throat, there was a low moan, which seemed to be in pain but also in pleasure. When he lowered his head to kiss, Qi Yu gently held her fingertips against her, and purposely put a finger between her lips and breathed on her lips: "I use I have interviewed many people as a reporter, and if I interview you with the same identity, there will be no commemorative value... If one day, I really become a host and have my own program, I will let you be my first guest -"

At this point, I gently pulled my finger away, and when I pasted it, the remaining words became blurred.

"But even if I get promoted this time, I will only be an assistant host... It may take two or three years before I can really stand up on my own... You have to... wait for me."

"I'm waiting for you."

Shen Yan promised in a low voice.The length of three words can span countless days and nights.

Whether it is two or three years, or four or five years, or ten years, 20 years, 30 years... all waiting for you.

The next day, Qi Jin woke up early in the morning, as if nothing had changed, and it seemed... everything was strange.

He couldn't remember how many times he woke up in Shen Yan's arms.

What you see when you open your eyes is actually the same, but the state of mind is different.Every small random decoration in the room seems to have an indescribable kindness at this moment, and I really realize that I belong to this place, this family, and this person.

He smiled slightly, closed his eyes and went back to keep warm.

I don't know if he had the habit of hibernating overnight. He was clearly awake, but he didn't even bother to move.The chest of the person in front of him was like a quilt with just the right temperature, and he was rolled into a dense ball, so that a person could sleep very comfortably in it.

——If the body is not sore and limp.

Qi Yu buried herself in front of Shen Yan's chest and let out a low laugh.It seems that some of the descriptions in the novel are not fabricated, but rather well-founded.

Shen Yan didn't change either.At least, not on the surface.

Shen Yan used to kiss him lightly before getting up, sometimes on the forehead, sometimes on the eyes, usually affectionately.desire has nothing to do.But today, the kiss fell on the lips, which doubled the time it took for the two of them to get up.

Shen Yan got up first as usual and let him sleep for a while, but today he took a shower.The water coming up from the water pipe in the winter morning is not easy to warm up, so that the bath water can be heated first, and then he can continue to wash.

Shen Yan prepared breakfast for him as usual.Although it is usually prepared in this way, today... the breakfast is obviously too rich.

"It's as if I just married a daughter-in-law"—Qi Yu almost opened his mouth to tease him with these words, but then he thought that the "wife" was himself, his cheeks burned, and he coughed lightly and stopped talking.

The two people's way of getting along is still a young couple living a life, but today it feels a little more newlywed.

And after confessing to each other, the conversation is easier and more natural than before.

When they were dining together, they chatted slowly and comfortably about some daily chores, but when they finished packing the tableware and were about to change their clothes and go out, Shen Yan suddenly stopped talking.

He quietly put on Qi Yu's coat, adjusted from the collar to the buttons, and finally couldn't help asking: "...Are you really going?"

Qi Jin put all the extra breakfast into a small lunch box before, and smiled while putting it into her satchel: "What's the matter, are you still worried?"

Shen Yan neither admitted nor denied it.

Saying "I'm not worried" doesn't sound credible, so it's better not to say it.What's more, the person standing in front of me is Qi Jin who has been in the news channel for many years.

After a long time, he sighed softly, raised his cheeky face with both hands, leaned over and said in a deep voice: "Go. Don't squeeze the bus, it's not safe to push back and forth in time for work - remember to take a taxi there .”

Qi Min smiled lightly all the time, and finally pecked at the corner of his lips, rightly agreeing.

Following Shen Yan's wishes, Qi Yu called a taxi to the Provincial People's Hospital, but he asked the driver to stop about 1000 meters away from the hospital, intending to walk a distance by himself.

This is not to save the fare, but to give myself time to make a phone call before facing today's "interview" subject.

Qi Jin walked slowly along the long gray wall of the street step by step. At the same time, she took out her mobile phone and slowly entered the number that she hadn't dialed for many years. She even stopped before pressing the dial button. , raised his head, and took a deep breath of the cold winter morning air.

With cold air as a bedding, it should not be frostbitten by then.

At this time, the phone was connected, and a sleepy voice came from the other end of the connection.

"Hey?"

The tone is no different from normal.

Probably because she just woke up and didn't even look at the caller ID, so her tone was so normal—Qi Chen laughed a little self-deprecatingly, but couldn't stop laughing.

"It's me." He said quietly.

The person who answered the phone was stunned, and suddenly woke up.The language was interrupted for four or five seconds, and the communication was blank for so long that even I seemed to feel embarrassed, and finally threw down a sentence: "... What do you want?"

"I just called home to ask about the situation." Qi Wei was also surprised that she could have such a normal conversation.

"There's nothing to say." The younger brother Qi Zhe's tone was still as indifferent as before.

The meaning of this sentence is nothing more than asking him to hang up the line on his own initiative.

Qi Jin didn't hang up, but continued to answer the call: "Then ask Dad to come over and answer the phone."

Although it was vague, he could faintly hear the music of the morning radio station in the background—that was his father’s habit of turning on the radio after getting up, washing up, shaving, eating breakfast, wearing Putting on his black-framed reading glasses, he slowly read the newspaper delivered yesterday.

This habit has been maintained for many years, and it seems that it has not changed during the years he has been away from home.

Now that the radio is on, father should have woken up——

But Qi Zhe refused coldly: "He doesn't want to talk to you."

This reaction was not unexpected, so Qi Min's answer was also very calm: "You haven't asked, how do you know?"

At this time, his father's voice faintly sounded on the other end of the phone, as if asking "Who's calling?"Qi Jin's breath was stagnant, and before he could say another sentence, Qi Zhe quickly interrupted what he was about to say: "We all know this—that's enough, don't call again!"

Then there was a sudden "click" from the microphone.

Then there was a very mechanical beep of "beep, beep, beep" after the disconnection, just like the trembling of his fingers, tapping the surface of the phone keyboard lightly.

Indeed, I should have known this would be the result.Qi Jin slowly adjusted her almost chaotic breathing, closed her eyes, stood with her back against the wall for a while, shook her head, regained her spirits and continued walking to the hospital.

Just as he was about to put the phone back into his pocket, the phone suddenly started ringing.

--B.

He trembled slightly, his hands hesitated at that moment, but in the end he slowly put the screen back in front of his eyes, looked down, and the number displayed on it was the one he had dialed just now.

It seems that he can predict who the caller is, his throat is a little dry, and his voice is a little trembling when he connects: "...Hello?"

There was no immediate sound from the other end of the phone.

Qi Yu didn't say a word, just waited.

What I got was the exact same sentence, but the voice of the speaker was older, maybe because I have not yet become addicted to alcohol today, I sounded much more sober than usual: "What do you want?"