The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

At the beginning of the fourth year with Qi Jiu, Yan Shiqing was about to terminate the contract with Yunzhao Entertainment, and set up an agency with Zhou Qingxian.

After the calm rain in deep winter, he told Qi Jiu so.

Qi Jiu remembered that there was a lot of fog that day, the clouds were thick, and the eyes were vast and white.

The cold air was mixed with particles and mixed into the respiratory tract. Yan Shiqing held it with his ten fingers, not knowing whether he was afraid that he would be cold or that he would run away.

"Ah..." Qi Jiu didn't know how to respond, and it took him a long time to drag out the second monosyllabic character, "Hmm."

He quickly reacted, and consciously changed his tone into a cheerful tone: "When did Zhou Zhou contact you? I didn't even know he had returned to China."

He is very good at handling his emotions, and he doesn't hide them too deliberately, and hides his frustration and complaints just right.

Qi Jiu noticed that Yan Shiqing was looking at him, so he tightened half of his face into the scarf, hooked Yan Shiqing's fingers and hid it in his pocket, only showing the corners of his upturned eyes.

Yan Shiqing's fingers slid from the side of Qi Jiu's thumb, around the fingertips, and clasped so tightly that he could feel Qi Jiu's heartbeat.

He bent down to touch Qi Jiu's forehead: "A month ago."

Qi Jiu didn't raise his eyes, he pursed his lips under the scarf, opened his mouth again and stopped mentioning that Zhou Qing didn't even give any news, just asked:

"...Will Zhou Zhou's father allow him to do this?"

"Not allowed." Yan Shiqing said, "So we must develop abroad."

That day was so cold that Qi Jiu's ears turned red from the cold.

In the numb nerves, all perception becomes slow.

Qi Jiu realized that his phalanx was in pain, and Yan Shiqing was holding it too tightly.

The ground is wet, reflecting the lush trees, showing broken colors.

Only then did he realize what Yan Shiqing meant by saying that.

During the four years of falling in love with Yan Shiqing, Qi Jiu was confused most of the time.

The relationship between the two is not so much that it is not on the right track, it is better to say that it has been repeating the backward cycle.

He thought that the rookie award would be a sign of breaking the status quo, and that Yan Shiqing could have more energy and spend more time managing this relationship.

Not so much as to feel as though he would never be able to catch him.

Just like when Yan Shiqing left home to go to showbiz, like when Yan Shiqing decided to buy a big house and live with Qi Jiu alone.

He is used to being alone, so he and Zhou Qingxian had no intention of negotiating about the decision to open a studio, and only told his lover in a report tone.

Only then did Qi Jiu dimly realize how despicable Yan Shiqing was.

Gave myself a big house, left a rabbit behind, trapped myself with many things.

He left a lot of concerns for Qi Jiu, making Qi Jiu unable to leave here, but he couldn't provide enough security to support Qi Jiu.

The winter in the south is gloomy and cold, but Qi Jiu feels hot all over.

He was very angry, his heart and lungs seemed to be burning, but he suppressed his emotions, unwilling to be the one who lost his composure in this kind of situation.

The heat from his heart rushed to his ears and hid in his eyes, which still made his nasal cavity sore and his eyes red.

But he still smiled, couldn't even hear the nasal sound, and asked him softly: "Then how long are you going?"

"...I don't know, it depends on the work arrangement." Yan Shiqing paused, and then said, "I probably won't stay in one place for a long time."

The damp air smelled of mud, and it was only at this moment that Qi Jiu realized that he probably hated rain a little bit.

He has grown up to now, and there is almost nothing he doesn't like.

Finally at the age of 24, he found something that made him feel uncomfortable, and he found it through his lover.

Qi Jiu recalled in a daze that every time Yan Shiqing left him, it was raining.

When he was 17 years old, Yan Shiqing left him in the rain. Shi Yan Shiqing left home without warning, and now he told him that he was about to leave as a prophecy.

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I don't like the smell of earth invading my nasal cavity, I don't like the dirty mud spots on my trousers, I don't like the feeling of depression brought about by this hazy weather——

I hate rain.

Qi Jiu realized that he was throwing a temper tantrum, and the series of emotions that appeared in his heart were nothing but distracting anger.

He opened his mouth, the tip of his tongue touched the tooth, slid across the roof of his mouth, rolled around his mouth and returned to its original position.

In the end, nothing was said.

If Qi Jiu had been more daring, he would not have swallowed everything, but asked Yan Shiqing to take him away with him.

But he didn't dare, he remembered the mist sucked into his lungs in the first two mornings and scratched his lungs, the electronic screen made his eyes sour, and the bitter taste brought by the mixture of grievances, self-blame and jealousy that had not been fully digested.

Even though no one blamed him, Qi Jiu still believed that he had shouldered most of the responsibility, and he was still thinking about how not to trouble Yan Shiqing to this day.

He has always been like this, with a sense of morality and responsibility far beyond ordinary people, otherwise he would not have followed Yan Shiqing stubbornly in the spring six years ago.

Yan Shiqing noticed that he was a little nervous, and he planned all the responses to deal with Qi Jiu's reaction.

He lowered his head and stretched out his arms to hug Qi Jiu, clinging to his body temperature, like a thief with a supreme treasure in his arms.

In the end, nothing was saved.

If Yan Shiqing was a little more presumptuous, he shouldn't have to bear everything alone, but hold Qi Jiu tightly and firmly like now.

But he couldn't do it, he remembered Pan E's sarcastic eyes, he remembered the dagger that reflected the cold light in late autumn, he remembered that he resisted all the abuse, pain and suffering in order to be able to bring a candy to Qi Jiu after the dust.

Even if Yan Shiqing guessed what Qi Jiu was thinking, he didn't dare to take any risks, and was always worried that he would indirectly bring danger to Qi Jiu.

As always, he is used to facing it alone, all his hidden tenderness has been accumulated, quietly bypassing the ups and downs, and silently giving it to Qi Jiu.

Maybe they all know each other well, knowing all the worries, considerations and scruples of the other party.

But no one can speak, and everyone knows that no one can persuade anyone.

Neither of them can get a reasonable solution in a few words in this short period of time.

So the two of them were trapped here, and in such a cold and wet winter, they were both breeding mold on the horns.

"I'll be back when I'm free."

"Then remember to talk to me more."

After a long silence, the two spoke at the same time.

Qi Jiu froze, buried his head even lower, and could almost only see the toes of his shoes.

He felt that his palm was empty, and Yan Shiqing let go of him.

The wind suddenly poured into the swollen pocket, which caught him off guard.

Yan Shiqing turned to holding Qi Jiu, forcing him to look up, asking Qi Jiu to look at him, and asked earnestly and hesitantly:

".....Are you going to wait for me?"

Qi Jiu could see his own reflection in Yan Shiqing's eyes. He was drowning in the dark brown lake and responded before his breath was taken away:

"Will do."

They go home holding hands, kissing, cuddling, making.love.

Do every area like you did on the first day you came into this home.

This seemed to be a weird ritual, Qi Jiu imitated Yan Shiqing's eyebrows and eyes in the blurred field of vision.

His palm brushed over Yan Shiqing's temples, climbed over the ear bones, gradually moved back, and finally landed on the gland.

He felt hot, and he was a little thankful that the other party didn't ask him if he was angry this time.

This night was really exhausting, when Qi Jiu woke up again, Yan Shiqing was already gone.

There were traces of nakedness all over his body, but Qi Jiu had long since lost the shame he felt the first time. He pinched his phone and poked all the social software one by one, and finally dialed Zhou Qingxian's number.

No one answered for a long time, the waiting voice was infinitely prolonged, and it was not answered until it was about to hang up, and there was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone.

Zhou Qing came back after drinking with him first. He was originally the young master of Yunzhao Entertainment. Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. He drank with a few investors last night until he was sent to the hospital.

He felt that his head was going to split from his temple, barely saw the caller writing nine, and he braced himself to talk to him: "What's the matter?"

Qi Jiu wanted to say a lot of condolences, but he couldn't think of anything after being agitated by Zhou Qingxian's indifferent attitude.

He buried his head in the quilt, and said in a warm voice, "When are you and Yanyan going abroad? Do you want to come and play with us before you leave? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

There was not much hesitation on the other end of the phone, and the other party easily refused: "No, there are still a few rounds to come, I'm too tired."

Qi Jiu wanted to find some other kind words, but all his thoughts were confused by Zhou Qingxian's last three words.

"Why don't you guys plan to tell me." Qi Jiu simply gave up on himself and asked him directly, "We are going to open a studio together."

Zhou Qing first knew that Qi Jiu would ask this question, so he was prepared to give a more tactful answer.

But Qi Jiu's phone call came at an untimely time, which made him tired of explaining more reasons.

He was lying on the hospital bed, the bottle was empty, and the blood was climbing up the long and thin infusion tube. Zhou Qing felt the pain in the back of his hand before he realized it.

He reached out to ring the bell, licked his dry lips, and thought for a while looking at the pale ceiling.

Then, in the calmest tone, tell Qi Jiu the most hurtful answer: "Because you can't help much."

The heating was turned on in the room, and there was a little lack of oxygen in the bed, Qi Jiu was a little out of breath when he heard this answer.

He inhaled and exhaled evenly, making the concentration of carbon dioxide in the room a bit higher, and heard Zhou Qing dragging his voice on the phone to continue.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, I just want to improve a little bit before I tell you."

"I'm too half-baked. I haven't achieved anything. I'm afraid that if you set up any ambitions with you, you will end up hastily without any results."

"And this matter hasn't been done yet. I'm also afraid of being ashamed. I'll tell you when things get better."

"...Qi Jiu? Are you listening?"

Qi Jiu wanted to answer him, but felt extremely tired.

It should be because he did it too hard yesterday, he didn't even have the strength to reply.

Qi Jiu felt that he was in the center of the vortex, but he couldn't move.

The fishy and salty seawater seeped through the joints and drilled into the bone marrow, and even raising one's hand was painful.

He lay on the bed, huddled up, covering all the light with a thick quilt, as if he was really in a bottomless sea.

Qi Jiu slowly closed his eyes, feeling the weightlessness of his body falling, let Zhou Qingxian hang up the phone, and hid himself in the darkness.

It was rustling outside, as if it was raining again.

When Yan Shiqing had just terminated the contract, a lot of unfounded rumors were exposed, all of which were made by Yunzhao Entertainment.

Qi Jiu got annoyed when he saw it, so he simply deleted Weibo and went out to find a job as a resident singer in a Qing bar.

In fact, Zhou Qing had a comprehensive understanding of Qi Jiu, and Qi Jiu just deliberately didn't let his emotions stay overnight.

He was still very happy in front of people, laughing heartlessly with the crowd, feeling like he had spent all the happy energy of the day on it.

He consciously controlled and consciously kept the corners of his mouth curled up, but he still felt palpitations when he woke up in the middle of the night.

The house Yan Shiqing bought was too big, apart from Qi Jiu, only Xiaoguai was the only living thing in the house.

But just a little rabbit can't share too much loneliness.

Yan Shiqing called this place his home, but in fact Qi Jiu didn't participate much in the process.

He moved in passively, took care of everything passively, and fell in love with it passively.

In the past, Qi Yan left Qi Jiu alone at home, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would go to the window sill to find a similarly lonely fellow in the artificial light.

But he couldn't get it from Yan Shiqing.

The villa area with good law and order is really too quiet. He stood in the courtyard to look for it, and he couldn't even see a stray cat.

So he piled all the pain and anxiety in his heart, the 40-inch TV was huge, and it was always playing the Blu-ray discs of the movies that Yan Shiqing participated in Qi Jiu's collection.

He didn't dare to turn on the sound, for fear of waking up the sleeping rabbit.

Qi Jiu finally stopped laughing, and was fascinated by the movie that he had watched countless times, watching Yan Shiqing's Adam's apple in the corner of Yan Shiqing's eye through the specially enlarged lens.

When the mechanical light shone on his face, Qi Jiu would think that Yan Shiqing was like this when he was angry. When he was acting happy, he would start to smile from the corner of his eyes.

He knelt and moved to the TV, touched the LCD screen with his hands, and was stunned for two seconds, as if he was startled by his involuntary movements.

Then slowly, reverently, he pressed his forehead to the screen.

A small piece of blue and white water ripples appeared on the fluorescent screen, as if Qi Jiu could bring himself and Yan Shiqing closer together.

He bent his body like this, delusional that Yan Shiqing was by his side, and spent the boundless loneliness in the night that no one knew about by forcefully restarting.

He waited like this, tormented——

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