Comparable species

On a hot September afternoon, Qi Yan and Xia Shishen were sitting in the car.The cold wind of the air conditioner turned down very low, and the ice cream that was gradually melting on his lap made Qi Yan panic and uneasy.

The people around looked at him with those beautiful eyes, and said lightly, as if he would forgive himself no matter what happened.

Qi Yan felt that there must be something wrong with him, so he would repeat it again and again, and felt dizzy because of these fluffy words.

Qi Yan pinched his palm hard, his lips trembling, "I..."

Suddenly someone knocked on the car window, the sound was not too loud, but it blocked all the words that Qi Yan was about to say.

Xia Shishen raised his eyelids, frowned and rolled down the car window after seeing the person coming.

"Let me talk first." Wen Ye took a deep breath, his eyes fell on Qi Yan, and he quickly moved away.

"The front and back of the hospital are full of reporters." Wen Ye supported the car door with one hand, speaking steadily, "Someone broke out that you broke an appointment with an advertiser and went to the hospital with your lover, and news of you coming out of the closet spread all over the place."

Wen Ye lowered his head and fiddled with the phone twice, adjusted the webpage and handed it over: "This is now the number one most searched because it has a picture."

His arm stretched over Qi Yan towards Xia Shishen. Although Qi Yan was anxious, he still leaned back to make room.

"Hey." Wen Ye called him suddenly, Qi Yan raised his head and met Wen Ye's dark eyes.

"You're quite photogenic." Wen Ye smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, and he leaned into the car, "You might as well become an actor, together with Xia Shishen."

He obviously said it with a smile, but Wenye's eyes were darkened, and there was nothing in them.

"The company will handle it." Xia Shi took a deep look, with no expression on his face, he turned off the phone screen and handed it back again.

The slender fingers climbed onto the wrist, and the small piece of skin covered by the fingertips was stung by the cold.Xia Shishen turned his head, facing Qi Yanqin's moist eyes, he slowly loosened the corners of his lips, and said, "Let me take a look."

Xia Shi deeply clenched the fingers he was holding, and said, "It's not necessary."

"Even if I don't watch it now, I will still watch it with my mobile phone." Qi Yan smiled lightly at Xia Shishen's eyes, "Let me watch it."

Xia Shishen couldn't refuse the light in his eyes, Xia Shishen turned his wrist, and the phone fell into Qi Yan's hand.

Pressing on the screen, it was a photo with not very clear light, one of two people was sitting in the car, and the other was standing in front of the open car door.The raindrops seemed to wet the lens, and Xia Shishen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked sideways with his black wet hair on his head.The other stood in front of the opened car door, his thin figure almost melting into the rainy night.

He didn't show his whole face, only his thin chin and high nose bridge were vaguely captured in the camera. The shooting angle was very good, as if he had rehearsed many times in advance.

Wen Ye took out the phone from Qi Yan, looked up at Xia Shishen, "Your assistant is here, waiting for you upstairs."

"En." Xia Shishen responded and stopped talking. Wen Ye glanced around the car, straightened up, and said, "I'll go up first."

The car was extremely quiet, Qi Yan sat still, he didn't dare to look into Xia Shishen's eyes.

He is like the only human being living in the barren and dry land. He stands in the center with a cup, carefully collecting every drop of rainwater.After finally saving it until it was about to overflow, he accidentally knocked over the water glass, and the water spilled everywhere.

"Get out of the car first." Xia Shishen said in a low voice while holding the car keys.

Xia Shishen closed the car door, walked around the car, and walked towards the stairs.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on Qi Yan's heart, which was bloody.

"Xia Shishen." Qi Yan opened the car door and called his name.

People in the distance stopped.

"It's not me." Qi Yan lowered his eyelashes, clasped his hands tightly behind his back.

"I didn't contact the reporter, and I didn't leak any news. I've been waiting for you in the hospital all day..." Qi Yan's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was so small that only he could hear it. Qi Yan couldn't figure it out. Is he explaining to Xia Shishen, or to himself.

Until the white sneakers appeared in Qi Yan's sight, the grievances smashed down overwhelmingly, punching a big hole in his heart, leaking wind rustlingly.

"It's really not me..." Qi Yan's voice couldn't stop trembling, his hands behind his back were twisted together desperately, his nails sank into his flesh, but Qi Yan couldn't feel the pain.

"Are you the only one who can say this?" Xia Shishen seemed to sigh, he raised his hand and rubbed his head twice, then his fingers moved down, pulling Qi Yan's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

Facing the misty mist in Qi Yan's eyes, Xia Shishen frowned slightly, pressed his thumb on the tip of his eyes, and softened his tone a lot: "Why do you love to cry so much?"

Qi Yan turned his head slightly, blinked hard twice, and took a few steps back.

"I'll leave later, try not to cause trouble for you." Qi Yan pursed his lips tightly, and rubbed his sore eyes twice.

He doesn't like to cry, he didn't cry when Qi Zhiqiang was at the funeral, and he didn't cry when his mother ran away with other men with money, but every time he met Shang Xia Shishen, he felt extremely wronged.

Obviously he was abandoned by God, but he always wanted to complain to Xia Shishen.

"How late?" Xia Shishen took a step forward, with an aggressive tone in his tone.

Qi Yan stood there at a loss, his palms were sticky and sweaty, "Wait for the reporters at the door to leave..."

"If you are the one who came to squat on the news." Xia Shishen said, "Will you go?"

of course not.

Even Qi Yan understands such a simple truth, let alone those old fritters who have been in the circle for many years.Xia Shishen was always high above the ground, and many people were waiting openly and secretly, waiting for him to fall heavily, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. If possible, it would be best if there were no bones left.

"You threw this mess on me." Xia Shishen took off his hat, rubbed his hair casually twice, and put the hat on Qi Yan's head with his backhand.

He took out the mask from his pocket, tilted it slightly, and hung it on Qi Yan's ear, completely covering the tip of his nose and tight lips.

Xia Shishen stared straight at Qi Yan's eyes covered with moisture, and lowered his voice: "So how to deal with it is all my business."