Comparable species

The mind dazzled by fear gradually sobered up, and the shame and panic surged up belatedly. The forehead leaning against Xia Shishen's body began to feel hot, and then the sore eyelids from crying, and the lips stuck to Xia Shishen's cloth .

Xia Shishen still hugged him, putting his hands on his back to isolate his spine from the cold wall.

Qi Yan's whole body seemed to be trapped in Xia Shishen's arms, and the strength on his neck was neither light nor heavy, but for some reason, Qi Yan seemed unable to break free.

"Qi Yan." Xia Shishen called his name in a low voice, and his hot breath hit his ears, Qi Yan's breathing fluttered, and it took a few seconds before he hummed.

"Your head is so heavy." Xia Shishen pressed the vibrating cell phone in his pocket, and just as he finished speaking, Qi Yan jumped out of his arms in an instant like a rabbit that had been electrocuted.Probably frightened by his words, Qi Yan moved back too much, completely forgetting the wall he was leaning against, and tilted his head back according to inertia.

The imagined pain did not appear, Qi Yan stood there in a daze, watching Xia Shishen withdraw the hand behind his head expressionlessly.

"Does your head account for half of your total weight?" Xia Shishen put his hands into his trouser pockets and glanced at him lightly.

Qi Yan knew how hard he had just hit the wall, so when Xia Shishen turned around to leave, he didn't think much, and reached out and grabbed Xia Shishen's wrist.

His fingers were dazzlingly white, Xia Shishen didn't speak, and looked up along the slender arms.Because of crying too hard just now, Qi Yan's narrow double eyelids became clearer, and there were still tears on the corners of his eyes.

Xia Shishen's eyes were like silver blades, Qi Yan's heart tightened when he was frightened by this look, but his hands still held Xia Shishen firmly.

"Is your hand okay?" After Qi Yan finished speaking, he went to look at Xia Shishen, but his face was still expressionless, and Qi Yan said again: "Let me see."

"No." Xia Shishen said two words lightly, but he didn't intend to turn around and leave immediately.

"How can it be all right? I used so much strength..." Qi Yan said a long list, but Xia Shishen didn't listen to a word about the second half.

The corners of Qi Yan's mouth were a little peeled, the long eyelashes were sticking wetly to the ends of his eyes, and the ends of his jet-black hair curled up in a bunch of curls.

"I have something to do." Xia Shishen interrupted suddenly, Qi Yan's lips were slightly parted in surprise, revealing the scarlet and small tip of his tongue.

Xia Shishen took his hand out of his pocket, the back of his hand was shockingly bruised, the protruding joints under his fingers were torn, and blood oozes out little by little.

Xia Shishen stretched out his injured hand under Qi Yan's eyelids, and looked down at him, "It hurts."

"No feeling in the fingers."

"Probably broken."

"So what are you going to do?" Xia Shishen said, "Do you bandage the scene?"

Qi Yan lowered his head and stood still.

Xia Shishen tilted his head, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile in his voice, "You still think you have the special ability to heal the wound just by looking at it."

"Does it really hurt?" Qi Yan lowered his head, his voice was very soft.

"En." Xia Shishen responded, blinking slowly in the air filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Qi Yan raised his hand suddenly, gently supported Xia Shishen's palm with his fingers, carefully avoided the wound with his thumb, then bent down, brought his face very close, and blew lightly.

As if blowing to the heart, Xia Shi's deep brows twitched, his naturally drooping fingers trembled unconsciously, and the fingertips touched Qi Yan's cheek.

"Does this hurt too?" Qi Yan raised his head, his glistening eyes were obviously worried.

"When I fell down when I was a child, my grandma blew it for me like this, and it didn't hurt after a while." After Qi Yan finished speaking, he lowered his head again, held his hand and blew several times.

"Is it better?" Qi Yan raised his head while talking.

"No." Xia Shishen answered quickly. The second his eyes met, he pulled out his hand and turned his head, turning his back and walking towards the fire exit.

The wound on his hand rubbed against the fabric of his clothes, but Xia Shishen seemed to have lost his insensibility, he didn't feel any pain.

"Don't brag like that to others casually in the future." Xia Shishen's somewhat tense voice rang in the empty corridor, he paused for a few seconds, and then said, "There is no scientific basis."

"Looks stupid."

Qi Yan snorted, dawdled on the spot for a while, and trotted to catch up with Xia Shishen.

Xia Shishen walked quickly, Qi Yan reluctantly followed, and walked to the door of the safe passage, Qi Yan thought for a while and said: "At this time, you should be able to take the elevator."

"Yeah." Xia Shishen pushed the door open, covered the door with his hand for a while, and waited for Qi Yan to come in before putting it down.

"Which floor is your grandma's ward on?" Xia Shishen went down a few steps.

Qi Yan was still standing on the top step, the corridor was pitch-black, only Xia Shishen's footsteps were very clear, hitting the tympanic membrane one after another.

"Will you come tomorrow?"

As soon as the footsteps of the people below stopped, he turned around with a displeased tone.

"do you have any opinion?"

"No." Qi Yan replied, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and Xia Shishen's beautiful eyebrows fell into sight.

Xia Shishen was still standing on the steps just now, as if waiting for him.

Qi Yan walked down eight steps, and then stood on the same step as Xia Shishen. Xia Shishen glanced at him sideways before continuing to walk down.