Comparable species

The wind blew the plastic bag on the side rustling, and the bottled tomato juice was about to roll down, but the person in front of him still had his hands in his pockets, with no expression on his face.

Qi Yan raised his head and glanced at him. The lettuce was too big to move his fingers. Qi Yan tilted his body and raised his chin towards the road, "You can walk to the main road if you go forward."

Xia Shi let out a low hum, blinked slowly twice, and said, "I'll be recognized if I walk a few more steps."

"There is no one on this road." Qi Yan answered quickly. He was afraid that Xia Shi would not believe it, but he had no way to prove it. Facing Xia Shi's frivolous eyes, Qi Yan repeated in a low voice: " There's really no one..."

Before the words were finished, there was a creaking sound of the door opening in the residential building next door, and the aunt with red curls on her head came out carrying a garbage bag.The two people standing still under the lamp startled her, the woman paused, and cursed in authentic dialect after seeing the two clearly.

Qi Yan watched Xia Shishen straighten his back even more, he raised his chin lightly, his condescending gaze filled with complacency.

"Then you wait for me here." Qi Yan walked to the plastic bag, squatted down to put the lettuce into the bag, and while trying to pick up the tattered plastic bag, he stammered, "I'll put the things in the bag." Just put it back..."

In the middle of his speech, a bottle of yogurt fell out of the overfilled bag in his hand and slid crookedly down.Qi Yanteng didn't open his hand, he stretched his legs to reach it, but only touched the bottle cap, and the yogurt bottle turned around in place.The yogurt bottle rolled down at a slow speed, and the white outer packaging was stained with black mud. Qi Yan watched Xia Shishen lift his foot, and used the tip of his white shoe to touch the body of the bottle that was falling continuously.

Xia Shishen's hands were still in his pockets, he glanced down at the yogurt bottle, frowned and muttered: "It's too dirty."

"But if you need it, I can pick it up for you." Xia Shishen's eyes slowly focused on Qi Yan's eyebrows, "I can also help you take it home by the way."

Qi Yan looked at the disheveled yogurt bottle next to Xia Shishen's feet, he squatted down with the corner of his mouth tightly pressed, and stretched out his hand to hold the food scattered on the floor in his arms.He stood up slowly with his chin on the dried chili bag, then bent his right leg halfway to the right, and stretched his fingertips to reach the plastic bag on the ground.Qi Yan leaned to the side, and the things in his arms fell down uncontrollably, shaking back and forth several times like this, Qi Yan was sweating profusely.

"...then trouble you."

"No trouble." Xia Shishen reached out his hand from his pocket, bent down to pick up the muddy yogurt bottle, and held it in his hand indifferently.

The two stood on the spot, staring at each other. After a few seconds, Xia Shishen stepped forward, bent down to pick up the bag on the ground, and handed it to Qi Yan.

"You're welcome."

Xia Shi kept his promise, he followed Qi Yan with a yogurt bottle in his hand, looked at the large and small bottles in his arms, and the precarious shopping bag in the other hand, and had no intention of helping at all.Qi Yan wanted to ask Xia Shishen for help several times, but in the end reason overcame Le's aching fingers, and Qi Yan decided to carry the things upstairs with righteousness, and then sent Xia Shishen, the great Buddha, back to the west.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan glanced at the shadow cast in front of him from the corner of the eye, the tall figure completely concealed him, and even enveloped the depression and anxiety in his heart.

Standing at the entrance of the dark corridor, Qi Yanteng couldn't use the flashlight. He turned around and met Shang Xia Shishen's casual eyes.The slightly opened mouth closed again, Qi Yan turned around as if giving up, and stepped on the steps in the dark based on memory.

There are twelve sections on the first floor, fourteen sections on the second floor, and several sections on the third floor...

Qi Yan frowned and thought in the dark, his elbow accidentally hit the corner of the handrail of the stairs, and the cold iron scraped against the protruding joints, Qi Yan hissed and gasped.

"how……"

The last word disappeared in the sultry air. Xia Shishen, who had adapted to the darkness, could clearly see Qi Yan in front of him, including the protruding bone in the middle of the back of his neck when he lowered his head, and the slight lump in his chest when he was panting. flutter.

Qi Yan was taken aback by the sudden pain, and his foot suddenly stepped on the ground. He tried to maintain his balance, but the thing in his hand was too heavy, pulling his body forward.

There is a high probability of bleeding when his forehead hits the steps, and if he dies, he will have to buy medicine, but if the medicine is too expensive, he may not be willing to bear it, and it will leave scars.Thinking of this, Qi Yan closed his eyes tightly, and hugged the bottles and jars in his arms even tighter.

An arm stretched from behind wrapped his chest around his chest and pressed on his shoulders, Qi Yan's collarbone ached with the soda can in his arms.That arm was too strong, Qi Yan only felt his back slam into the chest of the person behind him, and Qi Yan was nestled in Xia Shishen's arms.Because it was too quiet, Qi Yan even felt that he heard Xia Shi's deep pulse beating.

One of the things in his arms fell out, but the soles of Qi Yan's feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move.

Dazzling light came down from the top of his head, Qi Yan's fine eyelashes were like fluttering cicada wings, and the man's warm breath sprayed on his ears.

"Is your mobile phone so old that it doesn't have the function of a flashlight?" Xia Shi lowered his eyes deeply, seeing the neck of the person in his arms rapidly turning red.

Qi Yan twisted his shoulders twice to break free from Xia Shishen's arms. He hugged the things in his arms and took a step up, turning around in a little helplessness.Xia Shishen stood on the next step, and the height gap between the two was shortened a lot. It was the first time Qi Yan looked at Xia Shishen from a head-up perspective.

The flashlight in his hand hadn't been turned off yet, and the not-so-soft white light hit the side of his face, clearly illuminating his obsidian-like pupils and the corners of his lips.Qi Yan felt that his gaze might be too blatant, Xia Shishen leaned over suddenly, touched the back of his hand lightly with his fingers, and took the bag in his hand.

Xia Shishen picked up the food bag on the ground, shook the flashlight of his mobile phone, "Go up."

After walking up two flights of stairs, Qi Yan finally stopped in front of a rusted iron door. Xia Shishen turned off the flashlight, subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, knocked out one and put it in his mouth .

Behind the iron fence was an old-fashioned wooden door, which was not locked. With something in his arms, Qi Yan could only turn sideways and push the door open with his shoulders.

Xia Shishen searched for the lighter in his pocket, he followed Qi Yan into the room, the air was filled with the unspeakable bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine.The layout of the house is very simple. There is a kitchen, a living room, and the small room further inside should be the bedroom.When his fingertips touched the shell of the lighter, Xia Shi was stunned for two seconds, then reached out to remove the cigarette from his mouth.

The door of the innermost room was half opened, and an old lady was lying on the red massage chair. She was wearing dark blue cotton pajamas, and she looked thin and small.

Qi Yan put down the things in his hands and opened the door. The old man opened his eyes when he heard the sound, shook his arms and took his hand with a smile, and then chattered about how comfortable this massage chair is to sit on.Qi Yan's voice was childish like Xia Shishen had never heard before, his voice was sticky, and he said like a baby: "That's right, you don't even look at who bought it."

This was the first time, Qi Yan felt that Xia Shishen was quite discerning, he didn't follow him in hastily, and he didn't have to feel embarrassed by the diapers and elderly underwear all over the room.

After comforting Lin Yiling, Qi Yan came out of the bedroom. Xia Shishen was tilting his head, looking up at the pennant hanging on the wall.

The four characters of "Honorary Citizen" were extremely conspicuous. Qi Yan stood aside with a blank face, and the hands hanging on both sides were anxiously grabbing the hem of his trousers.

Xia Shi took a deep look at him, then turned around and walked towards the door: "Let's go."

Qi Yan was a little confused, he took a few steps forward, "I'll send you downstairs at the intersection..."

"No need." Xia Shishen put his hand on the door frame, and he said to Qi Yan, "I called the driver to pick me up."

Qi Yan originally wanted to ask why you followed me up, but Xia Shishen did everything with confidence, Qi Yan just nodded.

"Didn't you say last time that you took some good photos of me?"

Qi Yan was stunned for two seconds, and then replied: "The camera is not at home."

This answer seemed to be expected by Xia Shishen. Qi Yan watched him take out his phone from his pocket, and opened the wechat scanning interface very naturally.

"Then I'll add you reluctantly." Xia Shishen looked embarrassed, "Send me the photo when the time comes."

"...Didn't you shoot a lot of magazine covers?"

"I just like watching sneak shots." Xia Shishen paused, and then said, "Of course."

……

Qi Yan took out his mobile phone as if compromising, switched to the QR code interface and handed it over. Xia Shishen raised his wrist, and the phone issued a notification that the code was scanned successfully.

But Xia Shishen didn't leave. He clicked on Qi Yan's solid gray profile picture, and saw a horizontal line under Moments.

"Why did your circle of friends block me?"

Xia Shishen's voice was very soft, but the gaze that fell on him was so oppressive that it was hard to ignore, and even his eyelids began to burn.

Qi Yan opened the authority of Moments.

In the next second, Xia Shishen clicked his tongue and muttered casually: "My fan circle of friends, why is there no one about me?"

There was the sound of the old man turning over in the bedroom. Qi Yan didn't want to get entangled with Xia Shishen on this issue. He smiled deeply at Xia Shishen, then clicked on the circle of friends, and boldly typed in the input bar: Xia Shishen Really cool, and hit send.

Xia Shishen swiped his finger across the screen, and smiled lightly when he saw Qi Yan's circle of friends.

"The text is too boring." Xia Shishen stood up straight and took a step away, "Next time it's better to add a picture."

He closed the door for him while talking, and when he heard the sound of the iron door, Lin Yiling asked what was wrong with a little tiredness.

Through the iron gate, Qi Yan saw Xia Shishen's tall figure disappearing at the corner of the stairs. He stood at the door for a while before replying that he was fine.