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

Yan Shiqing and Qi Jiu broke up.

There was no hysteria, no bombshell, just that they ended their six-year relationship for no reason at all.

On the night when Yan Shiqing was going to propose, on the eve of the new year they greeted together.

Qi Jiu was unexpectedly calm, it might be better to say that the time he had accepted had been prolonged, and he hadn't realized what changes his actions would bring about.

Besides, Qi Jiu didn't know whether Yan Shiqing loved him or not, or whether he loved him or not.

He also wanted to know what he was in Yan Shiqing's heart, and what Yan Shiqing thought of this relationship.

But the other party never gave him an answer, never said a word of liking, Qi Jiu had no way of knowing, and never had a chance to know.

Most of Qi Jiu's belongings have already been moved out of the villa, leaving only a few things that are not a pity to throw away.

That night Yan Shiqing sent him back to the company's villa, Qi Jiu keenly felt that Yan Shiqing seemed to want to say something, but after waiting for a while, he felt that it was his own illusion.

So all the vague expectations became self-indulgent, a rare and decent occasion, Qi Jiu carefully avoided all embarrassments.

At the beginning, he broke into Yan Shiqing's life unexpectedly, but now he chooses to exit in a well-behaved manner.

He got out of the car and kept going, not wanting to look back.

Yan Shiqing turned on the high beam and kept shining on him, outlining him with a white border, stretching and distorting the shadow.

Before Qi Jiu hid around the corner, he still couldn't help turning his face sideways, but he realized that the light was too dazzling, and he couldn't see Yan Shiqing's expression at all.

——This is right, and only this is right.

Qi Jiu took a deep breath and suddenly ran forward.

He frantically moved forward, trying to get rid of everything, turn his back on the pain, and hide in a safe house where he could hide.

There's no point in being indecisive, and looking back now won't change anything.

Qi Jiu was out of breath, ran to choked up, and wanted to rush back to the residence.

Haven't you tried it all? Your soft heart will only lead to tragedy. You should know from the beginning that you are not suitable for being together.

Qi Jiu ran, praying, hoping that no one would be in the house, and no one would see his embarrassment.

There is always a wall between you and him, neither of you can break through it, and neither of you can convince the other.

Qi Jiu thought again, it would be great if someone was there, anyone is fine, I don't need him to comfort me or hug me when I run over, as long as I can see someone is there.

He kept running until it was black before his eyes, and he opened the door——

It was brightly lit and empty.

Everyone went to celebrate the New Year, I don't know who was the last person to leave, and I forgot to turn off the lights.

Qi Jiu stood there in a daze.

Only then did he feel that he was stupid, shook his head with a smile, and slowly closed the door.

Tired from running, he rolled over, and Qi Jiu realized that his legs were no longer strong enough to stand upright.

He leaned against the anti-theft door and slid down slowly, not trying to stop the shaking of his body.

He spent 10 minutes to ease his embarrassment, and another 10 minutes to let his brain hang in the air, then he staggered up and turned on the TV.

To watch the cross talk in the Spring Festival Gala, the sound should be turned up to the loudest, and the blanket should be a darker color, covering the soles of the feet, so that it is not obvious that it will be dirty when dragged on the ground.

I didn't want to turn on the heating, so I turned on the bright electric stove and opened the windows a little bit.

There is no wintersweet growing outside, only the cold air smells of dust, which makes your fingers cold.

Qi Jiu gasped and went to cook a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

When the water bubbled up and the fermented rice spread out in the pot, Qi Jiu took out two bowls.

Unable to control his subconscious movements, he stared blankly at the two bright white porcelain bowls for a long time, then reached out and grabbed the gland.

Qi Jiu didn't put the bowl back, he picked up two bowls of fermented rice in embarrassment, and shrank into the small sofa in front of the TV.

The fourth day of the breakup passed, and Yan Shiqing found that he hated going home a little bit.

As much as he yearned for it before, he loathes it now.

He consciously keeps himself busy, escapes from reality, and consumes himself in numb nerves.

He is like a spinning top that does not stop, he is full of business endorsements, consumes all his energy, and does not want to be distracted by anything else.

Yan Shiqing failed, he had no choice but to think about it.

Qi Jiu is in between every breath of his, in the blink of an eye, in the night that cannot be avoided.

Yan Shiqing began to sleep endlessly.

He noticed this, and quickly went to the doctor to get psychotropic drugs on a regular basis.

If he eats too much, his body will develop a certain resistance to the medicine. The doctor has no choice but to frown and give him a medicine with stronger effect and greater side effects.

"Your condition is actually a bit dangerous. Don't take this medicine until a special time. I don't prescribe you much, but you should pay attention not to take it in three or two days. It will cause great mental damage."

Yan Shiqing agreed.

Until the first vulnerable period after he broke up.

This susceptibility period is violent and painful, like splitting the flesh and blood with a sharp axe, tearing the soul into two halves and then ravaging it into balls, telling the literal meaning of life being worse than death with the limit of human beings.

Yan Shiqing injected a large amount of inhibitors into his glands, but it didn't have much effect.

He still felt bad, had a splitting headache, and his chest felt like it was going to explode even when he breathed in oxygen.

It was useless, there was still Qi Jiu's high school uniform left in the closet, Yan Shiqing got in and hugged it, trying to get some comfort.

--useless.

On the bedside were the two photos they took at the playground, Qi Jiu didn't take them away.

Yan Shiqing also had the doll that Qi Jiu gave him back then. He had been wearing it as a talisman all these years, but he didn't like it anymore.

It's useless, because there is no smell of Qi Jiu on it.

He wanted to hug Qi Jiu, but there was nothing around him, even the scent of grapefruit flowers on the pillow was almost fading.

useless.

Yan Shiqing poured himself a lot of medicine, and he swallowed all the medicine that the doctor asked him to use up in a month, and used the accumulated medicine to endure loneliness and pain.

His consciousness was fuzzy, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and he recalled what Zhou Qing had told him about Qi Jiu's recent situation.

"Qi Jiu is planning to release a new song recently."

Drink water.

"The next activities of their group seem to be a group show and a live."

Take medicine.

"Ah, it seems that he was invited to a variety show that speculates on CP. He accepts such heavy industrial saccharine. Their manager is probably crazy because he wants to make money."

so bitter.

"His assistant seems to be a little contradictory with him. He sends resumes everywhere before he resigns."

The medicine is also very bitter.

"He seems to have signed a live broadcast platform. It's pretty good, at least it has a fixed amount of traffic."

Can't sleep.

"According to his agent, it seems that Qi Jiu doesn't live in the stacked building, so he went to find a house by himself."

——so painful.

Yan Shiqing's wandering soul suddenly stopped, and his confused thoughts suddenly found a foothold.

He wondered if the house wasn't big enough or good enough.

If I buy a piece of land for Qi Jiu and build an island, will he not leave, will he still——

His awareness stops here.

When he woke up again, Yan Shiqing was top-heavy, as if there was a boulder on top of his head, heavy and oppressive.

He couldn't see clearly, but his field of vision was a little wider than before.

Yan Shiqing was dizzy and looked down, only to realize that his hands were not what they were originally.

This may not even be called a hand.

This kind of furry, which does not conform to the human body structure, should be called claws in the popular sense.

Yan Shiqing was stunned.

His body has indeed become lighter, but his movements are very slow, step by step, moving towards the mirror.

He saw himself in the mirror as a rabbit.

A snow-white, pure rabbit, like the dead one, with fluffy and dense fur, and scarlet eyes like jewels.

The rabbit's ears were hanging down, Yan Shiqing tilted his head, the rabbit in the mirror tilted his head accordingly, Yan Shiqing waved his hand, and the rabbit's paws swayed across the void.

Yan Shiqing raised the corners of his mouth, and the rabbit in the mirror also showed a piercing smile.

Perhaps it was due to psychotropic drugs, but Yan Shiqing didn't feel scared in his first reaction when faced with such a strange scene.

His heart was trembling, and with strange emotions, he finally remembered what was going through his mind the day he buried the rabbit.

The sun was shining that day, and thoughts as dark as corpses were buried in the earth.

On a certain winter morning, under the irradiation of ultraviolet rays, the grass roots were dug out, exposing insects and snakes, and reappeared in bright daylight.

——Qi Jiu likes that rabbit.

Qi Jiu would love that rabbit unconditionally and return his eternal love.

That rabbit will please him, will be forgiven, will easily get everything he longs for, and will have unlimited opportunities for Qi Jiu to love it.

The taste of midsummer came wrapped in memory, Yan Shiqing remembered that his cold fingertips touched the corner of his mouth, and remembered that there should be no waves on his face.

But he remembered that in the depths of his heart, what came to his brain was not pain or pity, but more inclined to the happiness of rain and rain after a long drought.

very nice.

That's what he thought then and what he thinks now——

I can replace it.

Yan Shiqing reached out to touch the image reflected in the mirror, and outlined the outline of his own head.

I am better than the rabbit, I have loved him longer than the rabbit, and I know how to have him better than the rabbit.

If I replace this rabbit, will I be able to enjoy his love exclusively, occupy his emotions, and have enough advantages to make him love me.

If I change everything and stop making any mistakes, will he not be separated from me?

Then can I still have him hold him tightly, monopolize him, get the love I've been thinking about day and night, my Qi Jiu.

Qi Jiu.

Yan Shiqing's brain, which had been eroded by drugs, became as straightforward as a lower animal.

He leaned against the mirror and pressed his forehead to the rabbit's.

Yan Shiqing said:

"He should love me now."

The next chapter is reality~ Both sons need a little chance to grow up, not too many knives, at most a little sour mixed with sweetness, I wish you all a good time watching