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

"Yes, of course I can." Qi Yan replied unexpectedly readily.

She looked at Qi Jiu's downcast eyebrows, and told him softly, "Although I really want to tell you this, I'm afraid you won't feel very convincing."

"Why are you so insecure?"

Qi Jiu froze suddenly, as if he was caught off guard and thrown into the icy water.

The sudden drop in body temperature made him tremble unconsciously, he didn't dare to look up, and felt Qi Yan's fingers brushing over his fingertips, and finally stopped in the palm of his hand.

Qi Yan asked in a soft tone: "Do you want to have a chat with Mom?"

Tick ​​tock.

There is a crisp sound of water spreading from the apex of the heart outward.

Qi Jiu is not good at making decisions, and he still shows a sense of blind obedience when dealing with his own affairs, so that it is difficult for him to alienate the thousands of words in his heart.

"I..." His ending was a bit long, like a cut off phone busy tone.

Qi Jiu closed his eyes, clenched his fists helplessly, and under Qi Yan's silent encouragement, he said slowly, "Sometimes I feel...that there is a big gap between me and him."

"Sometimes it feels like it's just too hard to be with him."

The touch between the teeth became jerky, and the words were not coherent. Qi Jiu said with difficulty: "Now, I am a little scared."

This is a part of the content that has never been disclosed to others. Qi Jiu is ashamed to reveal it, and even in front of his close relatives, he feels extremely desolate.

It was as if a hole had been opened in the chest, and the sore liquid poured out from the chest, but it was able to pour out the follow-up content in one go.

"I'm afraid I can't do it well." Qi Jiu looked at the folds of the bed sheet and added before Qi Yan asked.

The character seems to be hot, chewing between the teeth, swaying and letting out in the scorching breath: "I'm afraid I...can't catch up with him."

He lowered his head, revealing his delicate and white neck, and closed his eyes after his eyes were dry, allowing the burning sensation to spread around his eyelids.

"I'm afraid I'll be far behind him again, or be left behind by him again."

Qi Yan was stroking the back of his hand, her pheromone was the same as Qi Jiu's, not strong but very gentle, slowly blending into the air.

"I also know that this is wrong." Qi Jiu spoke slowly, but made every word clear, "Belittling yourself is an unpleasant behavior, but I am too slow to change it."

It was too slow, he couldn't wait.

Yan Shiqing couldn't wait, the company contract couldn't wait, and audience fans couldn't wait.

In just 29 days, how will he present a perfect Qi Jiu to Yan Shiqing.

Like that, optimistic, cheerful, like a little sun, something that Yan Shiqing can fall in love with——

"Qi Jiu!" Qi Yan called him suddenly, with a rare serious tone, "Have you talked with Yan Shiqing about these issues?"

Qi Jiu looked up in shock, cramped and confused, and shook his head panicked under Qi Yan's gaze.

"I think..." Qi Jiu looked away again, he didn't know whether he was guilty or simply cowardly, "I want to deal with me before going to him."

Qi Yan couldn't help laughing.

Feeling helpless and bitter in her heart, she reached out to ruffle Qi Jiu's hair, and said in a melancholy voice, "What should I do, my son is an idiot."

Qi Jiu froze, raised his eyes in bewilderment and a little dissatisfied.

"How to convey the intentions that you want to express to others, and how to live in harmony with another person on the premise of satisfying your own desires, this is an eternal research topic for human beings." Qi Yan said, "It is also a relationship between people. necessary stage."

"Human beings invent language and writing, and you need to use them correctly." She smiled and sighed, "You don't think that Yan Shiqing will love your perfection, do you?"

Qi Jiu was a little anxious: "But——"

"Stop." Qi Yan closed his eyes as if he didn't want to eat, and interrupted him, "I don't want to listen to the rest, you go and tell Yan Shiqing."

Qi Jiu was a little overwhelmed, he lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes hid the small mole on his eyelid.

He looked extremely wronged, his eyes were a little red, and he bit his lip involuntarily.

Qi Yan looked at him, and couldn't help but soften her tone: "And Qi Jiu, a person's self-worth should not be obtained from others."

"You are an excellent person, not because you are Yan Shiqing's lover or my son, nor because you have been praised and loved by the company, nor because more and more people see you and love you Praise enough."

She speaks convincingly and loudly: "You are worthy of love because you are hardworking, considerate, reliable, have right thoughts and a soft heart."

"You need to recognize that for yourself, and not define yourself by accepting what others say about you with trepidation."

Qi Jiu was in a trance for a while, his expression gradually faded, and he suddenly became embarrassed.

He slowly pulled out the cocoon that wrapped himself, and the airtight silk thread finally started to burn from the bottom.

Then his world became transparent, starting from a foggy white, and silently returning to color at an extremely slow speed.

"You have to learn to make your own decisions." Qi Yan looked at his confused appearance, leaned over, and patted his shoulder lightly.

"So whether it is possible or not, only you can give the answer."

At the same time, Yan Shiqing was chatting with Zhang Heng outside the ward.

Talking about chatting is an exaggeration. He was mainly listening, listening to Zhang Heng talking about the heifer called at six o'clock every morning in his village, and the mother-in-law in the next ward who had a strange temper. After a while, he turned to look at Yan Shiqing's half-written signature: " Hey, is it possible to add my niece's name, I see many celebrities' signatures are like this."

So Yan Shiqing added a TO sign with a good temper, and Zhang Heng asked him to draw another heart, and he also patiently blacked it out.

"Thank you, my niece has liked you for a long time, and has been pestering me for a long time to get you an autograph." Zhang Heng held up the autograph and looked at it carefully, then smiled heartily at him, "Thank you very much, the hospitalized So are things."

"There is also the matter in the Swallow Association, so the account that anonymously donates on the first day of the first lunar month is yours, right?" He whispered, "You alone accounted for two-thirds of the donation, thanks to You, the association can develop well in these years."

Yan Shiqing paused, looked up at him, and silently moved his gaze across the window sill of the ward.

When he saw Yan Shiqing's expression, he probably guessed what he was thinking, and said calmly: "I don't know what you are hiding from each other, maybe you decent people are like this, you love everything in your heart." put."

"Look at your Auntie Qi, she said that she didn't want Qi Jiu to come, but in fact, she could feel that she was in better spirits when she arrived; she said that she was fine and fine, and in the middle of the night she hid under the quilt and cried quietly like a little girl. Distressed."

Yan Shiqing nodded, not knowing what he was thinking, and asked after a while: "You tell me this, aren't you worried that Aunt Qi will be angry?"

"There's nothing to worry about." Zhang Heng said generously, "She is a decent person who can't hold back her face. She always thinks more in her heart than she makes excuses. You have to guess when she is trying to be brave, and sometimes you have to contradict her. Do it, she may appear reluctant on the surface, but she actually approves of your approach in her heart."

He scratched his head: "I don't know if I explained it clearly, but she needs to break the cans to make a lot of decisions. I am the reckless man who broke the cans."

"I'll let her know about the donation inadvertently. You can sit down and talk carefully when you have a chance in the future." He waved his hand. "If there is anything else that can help, just say it. You're welcome."

Yan Shiqing didn't respond, he was listening to Zhang Heng's chatter, but his eyes were only looking at Qi Jiu through the glass.

He saw Qi Jiu's soft hair drooping down, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, as if he was about to cry.

They didn't know what they were talking about, but Qi Jiu was held in Qi Yan's arms. Although he didn't look very happy, there seemed to be a little more relief in his brows.

Yan Shiqing's heart felt like being hooked by a cat's paw, and his fingertips moved slightly, wanting to go in and find him.

"It seems that the conversation is almost over." Zhang Heng put his hips on his hips, pushed him back to the ward, "Let's go."