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

Qi Jiu froze for a moment, not knowing how to react.

He knew that Yan Shiqing was very serious, and every informal word expressed his determination.

If such a cold night is compared to the sea, then Yan Shiqing is an effervescent tablet falling into the turbulent waves, bubbling and boiling in an inconspicuous corner.

No one can know, no one can detect, but Qi Jiu saw it.

He could even see the small bubbles produced by the dissolution, rising slowly in the deep sea, surging fiercely and embracing each other hotly in front of his eyes.

Yan Shiqing's little finger was clasped with him, and the cilia was a little itchy, his fingers were itchy, his ears were itchy, and the apex of his heart was also itchy.

He's serious, and his affections are inconsiderate, but always real.

The two had never had such an intimate and childish behavior before, Qi Jiu was at a loss, he just wanted to laugh for a moment.

He looked at Yan Shiqing's moist eyes, and his lips parted and closed slightly.

Ok.

Qi Jiu didn't make a sound, he just thought that he had waited long enough anyway, and he didn't care about a little more time.

He hasn't given a clear answer yet, but Yan Shiqing reacted very quickly.

After reading the movement of Qi Jiu's lips, his eyes lit up obviously, showing an exaggerated smile——

Then go to sleep.

Extremely suddenly, he fell down on the corner of the sofa, startling Qi Jiu.

He was very puzzled, looking at the rabbit curled up in a ball and not letting go of his little finger, he just felt that things were unfolding inexplicably.

The hot thoughts have not faded away, and the words are still tingling in the back of the ears, but the person concerned just fell asleep like this.

And the breathing is steady, and the sleep is very sweet, and the breathing brings the hair on the stomach to bulge outward and retract.

Qi Jiu sat on the sofa in a daze for 2 minutes, feeling angry but unable to get angry, so he found a quilt to cover Yan Shiqing.

After thinking and thinking, he still got into Yan Shiqing's arms.

The effect of the tranquilizer came late, Qi Jiu rubbed his eyes sleepily, tapped the fur of the rabbit's neck lightly, and muttered, "...what?"

Qi Jiu originally thought that even if the night passed so hastily, he could still talk about these things after Yan Shiqing woke up.

They still have a lot of accumulated conflicts that have not been dealt with, and the emotional night is indeed not suitable for making grand decisions.

Qi Jiu originally wanted to play the game carefully during the daytime the next day, and even got up early the next morning to prepare the draft.

But the problem was that Yan Shiqing didn't wake up.

Qi Jiu thought he was tired at first, so he didn't call him.

But watching the hour hand run to twelve o'clock, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

Insects and birds were chirping outside the window, and there was a construction site not far away, but Yan Shiqing was still sleeping deeply, and he didn't mean to be disturbed in the slightest.

It seems to be a symbol of the impending cessation of life organisms, and it seems to be experiencing a short hibernation.

Qi Jiu frowned tightly, and had no choice but to shake him to wake him up, and to test his breathing, for fear that he might not wake up from sleep.

Rabbit opened his eyes confusedly, and recognized that the person in front of him was Qi Jiuhou, he showed a very shallow smile, and put his rabbit ears on him: "It's okay, it's just..."

Just a little sleepy.

He didn't even finish the sentence, and went on to sleep.

Qi Jiu was terrified, and immediately contacted Zhou Qingxian, who brought his personal doctor to check, but found nothing wrong.

The temperature is normal, the breathing is stable, and the pheromones are well received.

Nothing else but lethargy.

He also woke up once in the middle of the examination. He was a little irritable when he saw other people around him, but he jumped up visibly when he saw Qi Jiu, wagged his tail vigorously, and then fell asleep again.

Zhou Qingxian had no choice but to take the doctor back without success, bought some supplies for them and stocked them up, and repeatedly asked him to contact him immediately if there was any other situation.

Qi Jiu agreed, but was still at a loss.

With his hips akimbo, he stood beside Yan Shiqing, tapped his head lightly with his fingers, and cursed softly in a tone of hatred: "I'm waiting for you, wake up quickly."

The rabbit took a long breath, its white eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tip of its tail trembled slightly. I don't know if I heard it.

Yan Shiqing slept intermittently during this period. The longest time he was awake was no more than 5 minutes, and the shortest was 30 seconds. What he had to do every time was to repeatedly tell Qi Jiu not to worry.

Qi Jiu had no choice but to convince himself that this may be because Yan Shiqing's body consumed too much energy in advance, so he had to sleep to ensure the normal operation of the minimum vital activities.

This sudden susceptibility period lasted for three days, and he just fell asleep like this.

Once in the middle of the journey, Qi Jiu helped him move to the bed, and immediately lost consciousness as soon as he got on the bed.

The summer day lasts for fourteen hours, and Qi Jiu doesn't need to spend too much time taking care of him, as long as he stays within the visible range of his vision every time.

On the evening of the third day, Qi Jiu went to open the window of the room, and felt the warm wind blowing up his hair, blowing Yan Shiqing's hair into limbs.

Qi Jiu looked at it interestingly, sizing up the points of each triangle.

Then playfully, he shaved his fur in the opposite direction to make the rabbit look messy.

He squeezed it out, seeing that Yan Shiqing still had no intention of waking up, the joy of this mischief quickly dissipated.

So Qi Jiu pursed his mouth, poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside table, and sat back on the carpet by the window to read, making sure that he was in a place that Yan Shiqing could see when he opened his eyes.

The wind blew the pages of the book and rattled, which resonated with the sound of leaves rubbing and overlapping. When he looked up again, he saw the brilliant rose red sunset.

It is very beautiful, groups of birds are rushing towards the skyline, and the children downstairs are laughing and running away after jumping the rubber bands.

Qi Jiu raised his head in a daze, waiting for the turbulent emotion in his heart to pass, and when he heard the sound of the water glass being put down behind him, he realized that Yan Shiqing woke up at some point.

He is no longer a scary rabbit, his crazy thoughts have almost disappeared, and he has quietly waded through this absurd susceptibility period.

He looked at Qi Jiu quietly, all the majestic scenery in summer was out of his eyes, and after meeting Qi Jiu's eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Qi Jiu's heartbeat inadvertently missed half a beat. He couldn't tell whether it was melancholy or joy that came to his heart, and he was a little dazed for a while: "You..."

He was a little stuck, and the questions were a little dull: "Are you feeling better? Are you still sleepy? Do you want to eat something?"

Yan Shiqing nodded and then shook his head, stood up and approached him, and only asked, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

So they walked out the door side by side.

Without a designated destination, they tacitly headed towards the sunset.

The shadows of the two were stretched long and gathered at the corner of the asphalt road, intertwined and lingering before disappearing.

Yan Shiqing had only drank the glass of water beside the bed for three days, but he was not weak.

His susceptibility period cannot be judged by ordinary people's standards, Qi Jiu once again confirmed this point of view when he took off the bandage and saw that his nails had all grown back.

There are many people who come out to eat casually after dinner. Instead of going into the crowd, they turn a corner and want to go to the side road.

When crossing the road, Qi Jiu paused for a moment, then extended his hand to Yan Shiqing.

So they had a reasonable excuse to hold hands, and they didn't let go after crossing this section of the road.

Qi Jiu changed back to the most common neck ring, the standard white one, which also looked different in Yan Shiqing's eyes.

Yan Shiqing's Adam's apple slipped slightly, and in the scorching wind, he didn't smell the sweetness of grapefruit blossoms.

So he asked, "When did you wash the glands?"

Qi Jiu lowered his head, the brim of his hat blocked most of his sight: "...I washed it before I met you again."

He was very honest, no longer tried to use clumsy disguises, and easily broke Yan Shiqing's last extravagant hope.

The means of whitewashing peace will not work, and they all realized this result after this susceptible period.

So Qi Jiu threw a stone on the water, and finally decided to break all this false tranquility.

"Do you know how high our pheromone compatibility is?" He didn't hide anymore, breathed lightly, and told him what he had thought about these days, "99.73, I only found out when I was about to wash my glands .”

He said, scratching his glands through the neck ring.

They walk very slowly, wanting to blend in with the crowd around them and be the most ordinary couple.

The hands of the two were only gently closing together, but Qi Jiu noticed that Yan Shiqing was pressing hard for a moment and then let go, so he continued to speak helplessly:

"I was supposed to go for a wash after we broke up, but several hospitals disagreed, because the fit was too high and it was too painful to wash, so I took medicine for three months to make the glands less sensitive before doing it. .”

He took a tranquilizer for three months, and the description of the medicine stated that it was weak pheromone, but it actually numbs the nerves and dulls the glands.

The medicine was sour and bitter. In the first month, Qi Jiu almost lost his sense of taste after taking it.

As always, he was resolute and decisive when dealing with his own principles, and he let go neatly. This was true for Yang Guangshi, and it was also true for Yan Shiqing.

He would have been reborn in the agony of dying as he had planned, with a clean and fragile gland, and then forget Yan Shiqing forever.

No one could have predicted what would happen next, Qi Jiu fell into confusion and panic from the first day they met again.

He is afraid of repeating the same mistakes, and also afraid that he is deluding himself again, spending time and suffering for a long time, but doing nothing.

In other words, what I am most afraid of is that I made the wrong choice again and stepped on the wrong path.

Yan Shiqing paused for a long time, he was ready, but the blow was bigger than expected.

It was as if a thin needle had passed through the seam of his newly grown nails. It was not a fatal wound, but the pain sent chills down his back and made his hands and feet weak.

The bitter taste pervading the back of his tongue overwhelmed his senses, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

The alley became narrower and narrower, and there was a dead end in front of it. The blue brick and white walls were reflected in a rose color by the setting sun. Yan Shiqing took Qi Jiu by the hand and stopped there.

His eyes are very dark, and the soft sunset is delicately smudged under his eyes, but he is still gloomy and cold, no matter how warm the color is, he can't come alive.

Rustle - the wind is making noise.

Rolling over the corner of the clothes, scratching the hair, going around the tips of the ears, and slipping away through the fingers of the two.

Yan Shiqing finally made a sound and asked, "Then why did you agree to the three-month trial period?"

Qi Jiu raised his head to look at Yan Shiqing, the champagne-colored light revealed a gentle color on his side face, and the moles on his eyelids were gleaming.

In the constant dull pain in his mind, he showed a very standard smile.

Qi Jiu wanted to answer with a smile, but the words he had planned got stuck at the moment of utterance, and his voice was still hoarse in the end:

"...Because, you need me."

rustle.

Because they are needed, they will do extravagant behaviors, sleep in Yan Shiqing's arms, travel thousands of miles to visit the crew, make specially low-sugar peach fruit tea, and give a grapefruit-flavored kiss before parting.

He would tell Yan Shiqing over and over again that he was by his side well and obediently.

Not because of love, liking, or caring.

It's just because Yan Shiqing needs him to do this.

Even if Qi Jiu knew it, it was wrong.

His neck was starting to ache, and his face had gone stiff.

He could smell Yan Shiqing's scent coming with the wind, it was clear and faint, as if he was sad.

It seemed to be angry again.

The other party fell into a long silence, struggling with not saying a word, and quietly looking for suitable words.

Qi Jiu sighed, those things that should have been told to Yan Shiqing a long time ago were only said now: "Actually, I didn't have any expectations for this relationship from the beginning."

But even so, the moment he said the words, his heart was pierced like a knife, and his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

He looked directly at his shortcomings, and reluctantly spread them in front of the two of them.

He inhaled and exhaled, and after his breathing calmed down, he slowly opened his wound: "After all, my mentality is not normal."

Yan Shiqing's pupils shrank slightly.

With a click, the dead leaves were blown to the ground, breaking the silence between the two.

He seemed to have finally found a way to speak, with a gloomy face, and asked in a calm voice: "You mean, you think you are needed by me, so you do these things."

Qi Jiu blinked, but didn't make a sound.

Yan Shiqing turned over his hand and ran over the lines on his palm: "Because I need it, so I will hold hands with me."

Not too much force, but the parts touched by his fingers became hot.

"Will you hug me just because I need it?"

Qi Jiu was actually thinking seriously, and obediently let Yan Shiqing touch her, and nodded hesitantly.

Yan Shiqing raised his eyelids, unable to comprehend any emotions, he just asked in a neutral tone, "What about kissing?"

Qi Jiu didn't know how to answer. He didn't know what Yan Shiqing wanted to express, so he lowered his head to avoid his sight.

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Qi Jiu froze, his skin seemed to be eaten by some kind of larva, and his scalp felt numb.

He was a little angry, and his hair was about to explode.

It felt like he was the only one taking this matter seriously, and it seemed like it was just some kind of joke in Yan Shiqing's place.

He even began to suspect that Yan Shiqing said this on purpose, as if he didn't take what he said seriously at all, or just wanted to annoy him.

But when he raised his head angrily, he found that Yan Shiqing's gaze was extremely focused.

The afterglow of the setting sun was in his eyes, without any color, leaving only a small ball of light at the corner of the pupil.

Like the susceptible period, he was very serious, without any jokes.

After meeting Qi Jiu's gaze, Yan Shiqing squeezed Qi Jiu's hand hard to punish him for saying these uncomfortable words.

"Then it's not abnormal." Yan Shiqing looked straight into Qi Jiu's eyes and said every word.

"You didn't because I needed it." He gritted his teeth, wishing he could engrave this sentence into Qi Jiu's mind, "You did this because you are a gentle and soft-hearted person."

He was a little fierce, brutally smashing all excuses and reasons, eagerly and sincerely crushing all these wrong thoughts and ideas of Qi Jiu.

With a straight face, Yan Shiqing squeezed Qi Jiu's hand once and for all, using this method to convey his anger: "Why do you think so?"

"Obviously these are my favorite features in you."