I Heard You Like Me Too

The twist was not too heavy, but when it turned to a certain angle, it suddenly seemed to be hit hard with an awl.

He frowned suddenly and bit his lower lip.

Qi Yan turned around and walked in, his eyes happened to be on the corridor not far away, the village chief who was walking this way: "Village chief, did you go out just now?"

The village head is an old man. Although his hair is gray, he still looks energetic, with a smile on his face all the time.

With two bottles of wine in his hand, he smiled: "Didn't I watch you come over? Take two bottles of wine to warm your bodies."

Hearing that there was wine, Qi Yan's eyes lit up.

"This is the peach blossom wine brewed by our village. It is very delicious. It is usually only drunk during the Chinese New Year. You are here at the right time. I will give you a taste in advance."

Qi Yan walked over to take a bottle and sniffed it. As expected, the aroma was lingering in his nostrils. He couldn't help but smile brightly. He followed the village chief into the house, and put his coat on the back of the chair with the other hand.

"Sit down first, I'll go cook and eat here at noon today." The village chief was obviously very happy, and left in a hurry after leaving the conversation.

"I'll go." Qi Yan suggested.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Qin Zhan hesitating to speak, and he knew what Qin Zhan wanted to say in his heart.

But he just didn't want to hear it.

"You have brought out the wine, and I will make two dishes to express my heart."

The village head quickly refused: "We are guests from afar, so how come there is a rule of letting guests cook? No, no, don't look at me, old man, the dishes I cook are also very famous in the village!"

Qi Yan felt sorry: "Then I didn't bring any presents, how about this, you do one and I do one?"

"This..." The village chief hesitated, raised his hand to twist the beard under his nose, hesitated for a few seconds, and nodded.

"Then Qin Zhan, you wait here." Qi Yan pulled the village chief out.

Qin Zhan was left alone in the room.

There was white snow outside the house, and he sat there, thinking why he was so useless.

He couldn't complete the task that the old man gave him, and he was messed up with Luo Qiqi's affairs. Even participating in a show could hurt himself, causing Qi Yan to be stuck in this icy world.

He probably only has fists and kicks at his disposal, but he still hasn't resolved what happened back then, not even talking about protecting Qi Yan.

Qin Zhan's face turned bitter with worry, and after thinking about it in his heart, he turned his mind to help.

Although he is sprained, it's not impossible to walk, and his hand is not useless, so it's always okay to fight, right?

Thinking of this, Qin Zhan pressed the arm of the chair and got up, took two tentative steps, and it really got better.

He limped out.

The village chief's house is a typical bamboo house, and the room at the end of the corridor on the left is the kitchen, and the figures of the two people can be vaguely seen inside.

Qin Zhan walked towards the kitchen stepping on the bamboo boards on the ground, he didn't know what he saw out of the corner of his eye, and his heart tightened.

He seemed to have seen some kind of animal, but the animal ran too fast, and disappeared into the grass on the other side of the yard in an instant.

For a long while, none of the bushes moved.

Qin Zhan hesitated for a while, then walked towards the grass.

In the kitchen, Qi Yan's nimble movements won the village chief's praise: "Young man, you are really good."

Qi Yan was already used to being praised by others, so he didn't take it to heart, but asked casually, "Does the village head live alone?"

"I used to have a dog with me." He recalled the past and couldn't help sighing, "Since my wife left, I have lived here with my little black dog, but he doesn't know why, suddenly It will be gone one day."

"Could it be somewhere to play?" Qi Yan asked.

The village head was stirring the vegetables in his hands, and shook his head affirmatively: "It's smart, and it's not a dog that just runs out and doesn't come home, if it wasn't for the group..." He suddenly raised his voice, and a look of anger suddenly appeared on his face. Grief and indignation, but when he was about to speak, he stopped abruptly.

His eyes were cloudy and his chest was heaving violently. It took him a long time to recover from his discomfort, and sighed: "These are all things in the past, so don't mention them again."

Qi Yan saw him like this, and he was not a meddlesome person, so he naturally stopped talking and concentrated on what he was doing.

It didn't take long for the village chief to suddenly remember and said: "By the way, since you are here, there will be no problems with the program group, but you should be careful not to come up the mountain casually."

He seemed to have something in his words, and it happened that Qi Yan was also a little confused about where he came from, and was about to ask, when a sudden sharp cry sounded like it was about to pierce the eardrum.

The two looked at each other, and hurriedly put down the things in their hands and rushed out.

Outside, it was snowing heavily, and the dense snow was like a curtain that blurred the figure.

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, then rushed to Qin Zhan's side, grabbed his arm suddenly: "Qin Zhan, what are you doing!"

Qin Zhan didn't expect him to be like this suddenly, and responded in a daze: "Qi, Qi Yan?"

"I, I just saw an animal running past, and I, I came out to find..."

Qi Yan's complexion was mixed with gray and haze, he moved slowly and gloomyly, glanced at the khaki creature in his arms, and frowned even deeper.

The dog didn't look big, it was trembling all over, and it was held tightly by Qin Zhan. There were not many parts that could be seen, but it was obvious that the dog was injured, and it was seriously injured.

"What happened?" The village chief ran to the other side of the corridor and wanted to come down, Qi Yan immediately yelled at him.

"It's nothing, let's go, you stay there and don't move!"

After he finished shouting, he asked Qin Zhan in a calm voice, "Can you go?"

Qin Zhan nodded immediately, afraid that if he hesitated, he would be upset again.

Qi Yan's expression didn't soften at all, and he stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Qin Zhan seemed to be hesitant again, as if he didn't want to let him see it: "No, I can hug it."

"Then you hold it." His face became more serious, and he left this sentence very unhappy, and quickly walked to the corridor.

Qin Zhan: "..."

He seemed to say something wrong again?

But it was too late to take it back, Qin Zhan lowered his eyes.

His dark hair was dyed white by the snow, and there were a lot of snow particles on his brows, lips, and even his slender and dense eyelashes, not to mention his clothes.

With a sprained relationship, he walked falteringly.

Seeing that he couldn't bear it, the village chief asked, "Aren't you going to help him?"

"He doesn't want my help." Qi Yan replied half angrily.

"Oh." The village chief looked over, and his eyes fell on the puppy in Qin Zhan's arms. "Hey..." He raised his voice, paused for half a second, and then dropped it again.

"This is not, this is not..." He had words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say anything.