Misuse of mind reading

Qi Yiyan read Jiang Yuanqing's desire to talk to him more, and suddenly felt a little itchy in his heart, as if being scratched by the tip of a feather.

He originally wanted to chat with Jiang Yuanqing immediately, anyway, he is the best at chatting, and he was able to chat enthusiastically alone under Jiang Yuanqing's silence countless times before, but just as he opened his mouth, he immediately closed it again.

It's hard to say whether it's a bad taste or suddenly becoming arrogant, Qi Yiyan looked at Jiang Yuanqing's indifferent expression, continued to say nothing, but secretly complained in his heart: You want to talk to me but you still have to wait for me to take the initiative?How can there be such a cheap thing!I am no longer the simple licking dog I used to be, I have seen through you!

After Qi Yiyan knew Jiang Yuanqing's thoughts, he became a little confident, and made up his mind to shut up and wait until Jiang Yuanqing spoke first, to see who could hold back first.

However, in less than a dozen seconds, Qi Yiyan was slapped in the face by himself immediately, breaking his merits faster than anyone else - because he heard Jiang Yuanqing's voice again.

Jiang Yuanqing didn't move his chopsticks after he said "eat", but moved the cup poured with hot tea to his face, and put one hand on the wall of the cup, and his fair fingers became red after a while.

Although everything seemed normal on the surface, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, saying: [Why is Qi Yiyan still silent?Are you angry because I don't talk?Should I take the initiative to find something to talk about?But I don't know what to say...]

Jiang Yuanqing's voice suddenly paused here. In the picture, his brows and eyes were lowered, and he looked quiet and indifferent, but under such a silent situation, he could still see some shrinking, as if he was afraid of something, his slender and dark body The eyelashes, like the wings of a butterfly resting on the petals and about to fly to the distance, trembled slightly under Qi Yiyan's gaze.

He said: [Everyone says that I am boring, the topic is also boring, and they don't want to associate with me, will Qi Yiyan feel the same way?Will you think I'm boring?It should be... Qi Yiyan is so extroverted, a person like me doesn't know what to say to him, and I'm afraid that what I say will be wrong.It's okay for everyone to hate me. 】

The screen flashed again, and Jiang Yuanqing, who had lowered his brows and eyes, remained motionless, and then closed his eyes, as if he was forcing himself to accept some facts.

He went on to say: [But I don't want to be hated by Qi Yiyan...]

Qi Yiyan was stunned, his eyes widened unconsciously, Jiang Yuanqing's voice was like a small plastic toy hammer, hitting his heart with painless force, obviously there was no pain, but the feeling was It was very strong, and it also echoed the unique sound of a toy hammer hitting a person, making his heart throb back and forth in his chest.

It's hard to tell what kind of feeling this is, it's sour and astringent, as if being swollen by something, the subtle pain comes up after a while, and it gathers together bit by bit, finely The pain gradually intensified, and finally became a large area.

It turned out to be like this... Qi Yiyan opened his mouth, as if this would allow him to breathe more smoothly. Jiang Yuanqing has never taken the initiative to talk to him, and even rarely responded. Was it because he was afraid that he would make too many mistakes and be hated by him? ?

Why do you have such an idea? Is it because you have been dismissed and alienated by others because of boring topics?

Qi Yiyan can feel other people's liking for him. He has been in so many relationships before, and he has accepted a lot of likings of all kinds. He attaches great importance to it—even to the point of being so cautious.

Some kind of unspeakable joy mixed with the dull pain like a blunt knife, forming a brand new emotion that Qi Yiyan had never experienced before, crowded in his chest.

In this short period of time, Qi Yiyan has experienced several "first times" that he has never experienced or felt before in his life.

Qi Yiyan couldn't hold back and covered his chest: This is...do you like it?Is the liking they said because of Jiang Yuanqing's uneasiness and worries?anything else?

While frantically asking questions, he hurriedly picked up a chopsticks dish for Jiang Yuanqing, opened his mouth to break the silence, and for fear of making Jiang Yuanqing uneasy again, he insisted on asking with a smile: "Do you have any special birthday presents you want? I don't know." Will you like what I prepared?"

Jiang Yuanqing looked down at the macaroni caught in the bowl, and returned a chopstick to Qi Yiyan in a courteous manner: "Anything is fine."

He lowered his head and ate the food, raised his eyes to glance at Qi Yiyan inadvertently while picking up other dishes, then quickly moved his eyes away, and started eating on his own, just like before.

But at the second when the two people's eyes quickly met and then missed, Qi Yiyan heard it again—【Oops, isn't this answer very bad?But I really can do it, Qi Yiyan can give me a gift is already very good, even a wild flower picked by the roadside is also good. 】

Qi Yiyan shook his hand accidentally, and the braised lion's head fell straight down without holding it firmly. Fortunately, it happened to fall into the bowl, so there was no waste.

He laughed aloud why Jiang Yuanqing didn't have any expectation. He picked up the lion's head with his right hand and ate it, but his left hand moved down quietly, and touched the beautifully wrapped canvas bag inside which he spent Essential oils that took a long time to blend.

fortunately.

Qi Yiyan thought, luckily he didn't listen to Sheng Yingyi's words, went to Taobao to buy some rotten high-end hot items as birthday gifts, luckily he happened to be a little bit enthusiastic at the time, and excitedly tossed this thing out.

He glanced at Jiang Yuanqing quietly.

Jiang Yuanqing's temperament is very outstanding. It can be seen that his tutor is very good. He eats more elegantly than others. Voice, the half-length hair is tied up behind the head, there is no loose hair at all, the whole person looks noble and generous, if you exaggerate a bit, it is like an untouchable white cloud in the sky.

Qi Yiyan and Sheng Yingyi often talked about Jiang Yuanqing when they were in college, and even gave each other a code name, calling him Gaoling Zhihua.

But Jiang Yuanqing like this, when facing Qi Yiyan in his heart, there are still times when he is so humble, and even thinks that even the wild flowers picked by the roadside are good.

Is it because everything you get from the person you like is good?

Qi Yiyan's heart made a muffled sound of "dong", "dong".

He used to be in a relationship and often prepared gifts for the other party. No matter what festival he could celebrate, he was patient in everything before his enthusiasm dissipated, so the gifts received by the other party were almost always the best, and the joy he felt was also Very real.

But this is the first time he knows that when he likes someone, he will even feel joy in the wild flowers he picked at random.

He looked at Jiang Yuanqing who was eating with his head down and his face calm, and the muffled sound in his heart became heavier and heavier.