Comparable species

The dim ceiling light in the living room was buzzing, the air in the room was humid and hot, the sofa bed under him had been broken for a long time and hadn't had time to repair it, and the broken spring in the middle was pressing against the spine, excruciatingly painful.

Not romantic at all.

But Xia Shishen kissed him in such a somewhat embarrassing environment, breathing entangledly, with broken voices and undercurrents wrapped around the tip of his tongue.Moist lips flowed down, hot breath from neck to shoulders, Qi Yan's body couldn't help trembling, and slid down limply around Xia Shishen's arms.

Xia Shishen raised his hand to grab Qi Yan's arm, his fingertips went up along the elbow, and finally stopped on Qi Yan's slender wrist bone.There was a light golden halo on the once sharp eyebrows and eyes, the slightly curly hair brushed against the tip of Qi Yan's nose, and the skin covered with thin sweat was sticky and sticky.

"This bed is so hard." Xia Shi said in a low voice, his tone dry, like a wooden stake poked into the ground.

Qi Yan's fingers subconsciously went to pick the sheet under him, he avoided Xia Shi's scorching gaze, and hummed softly.

The sound of the water pipe in the wall was mixed with the shallow breathing of the two of them. From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of Qi Yan's reddened ears, and a strange emotion suddenly surged up belatedly.Everything that happened today was not in Xia Shishen's plan.According to what Wen Ye said, there should be flowers, red wine, high-end cuisine, and an orchestra to accompany them.

Even if there is no band, at least there must be a violin.

He didn't wear that tailored suit, he didn't have makeup on his hair, and he didn't even wash his hair after today's taping.Her hair still smelled of hairspray, so her hairstyle probably didn't look very good.

Qi Yan watched Xia Shishen sit up with his body propped up, his movements stiff.

Xia Shishen suddenly looked very dissatisfied with the room, from the wall to the floor. He scanned around and his eyes stopped on the curtains on the window sill.

"It's ugly." Xia Shishen said. "I suggest you change it."

His tone was sincere, as if he made the suggestion because he really couldn't see the curtain.

Qi Yan thought for a while, stood up and took out a bag from the side shelf: "The company issued curtains before..."

As soon as a corner of the dark linen curtain emerged from the bag, Qi Yan heard Xia Shishen say, "Well, it's good."

……

"I won't go to the recent recordings, I plan to take care of my grandma at home first."

"Alright."

Qi Yan stood on the other side, watching Xia Shishen stretch out his arm, and casually undid the top lock of the window with a hook.The cotton curtains that hadn't been cleaned all year round raised thick dust, floating towards the depths of summer under the orange light.

Xia Shishen's head was tilted to one side, and there was no fluctuation on his face.

When Qi Yan was in college, he was busy working part-time. Since the old lady became disabled, the cleaning work at home was only superficial, and the curtains hadn't been washed for many years.Now that the big star was disgraced by his own curtains, Qi Yan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if his internal organs were shrunk together.

He took two steps forward, raised his hand and slapped Xia Shishen several times, "I'm usually too busy, I don't pay much attention to washing the curtains..."

It was okay not to fan it down, but after a few fannings, the air flowed, and dense dust particles rushed up.Qi Yan was talking, his mouth opened and closed, and he accidentally sucked in a lot, as if his throat was blocked by cotton, it was itchy and astringent.

Xia Shishen turned his head and frowned at him, as if about to say something.

Qi Yan couldn't hold it anymore, he turned around and trotted into the bathroom, closed the door and coughed several times, even though he tried his best to keep his voice down, in this small house with poor sound insulation, the volume was still scary .

Throat and nasal cavity finally felt much more comfortable. Qi Yan walked out of the bathroom with strides. Xia Shishen, who was tall and straight, was facing away from him to remove the iron ring on the curtain, and his movements were slow.

Qi Yan stood next to Xia Shishen again, pretending to be innocent, took the other end of the curtain, and untied the rusted iron ring on it.

Xia Shi looked at him with his head turned sideways, the tip of his nose was red from a severe cough, the long and dense eyelashes at the end of his eyes were covered with moisture, and when he blinked, he would tremble because of the glued eyelashes.

"Your voice is quite loud." Xia Shishen seemed to be emotional, but then he realized that he had used the wrong words, and added: "Your height is out of proportion to your volume."

Xia Shishen looked away, and his tone was righteous.

Qi Yan seldom argues with others, except for the old lady at home, he has nothing to contend with.But it may be that he coughed too hard just now, and the tense thread in his mind seemed to disappear suddenly.

"You are too tall." Qi Yan unlocked the lock from left to right, and retorted in a low voice: "I am also higher than the average height of males in the country."

Xia Shishen turned his head, looking like a hospital CT scanner, looked at him from head to toe, and then continued to fiddle with the curtains in his hand.

Not knowing where the desire to win came from, Qi Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, typed a few words on the search engine, and then clicked on a webpage for Xia Shi to read deeply.

Xia Shishen seemed to deliberately put him aside, and calmly stared at a rusty iron button.Qi Yan stood beside him, holding his mobile phone close to his face, now Qi Yan was really sure that Xia Shishen did it on purpose.

Wherever he held his mobile phone, Xia Shishen's head turned in the opposite direction, and Qi Yan's small temper was rarely picked out. No matter how Xia Shishen hid, he would hold his mobile phone high and dangle along with it.

From a distance, they look like two meerkats with not very smart brains.

After so many rounds, Xia Shishen finally turned his head and glanced at the webpage opened on Qi Yan's phone.

"Look, I'm two centimeters taller than the average." Qi Yan grabbed Xia Shishen's arm and looked at the small characters on the phone screen.

After a while, Xia Shishen hummed, and Qi Yan raised his eyes to meet his black pupils.

"You didn't read it." Qi Yan said.

"Look." Xia Shishen quickly retorted.

Qi Yan put down the phone, "What's the average height?"

Xia Shi took a deep look at him, reached out to pick up the new curtains that were set aside, and changed the subject very naturally: "I'll help you hang them up, you're welcome."

But in fact, Xia Shishen doesn't know how to hang curtains, he has never done these small things by himself.

In the end, it was Qi Yan who studied the online tutorials for a long time before hanging up.

The two of them sat on the sofa bed and stared at each other until Lu Weiyang called, and Xia Shishen stood up and prepared to leave.

"Are you going to Nansheng tomorrow?" Xia Shishen asked.

"Go to the hospital in the morning." Qi Yan said, "Maybe in the afternoon."

"I'll pick you up from get off work."

Qi Yan was stunned, and quickly waved his hands to say no, but Xia Shishen ignored him, closed the door and went downstairs.

Qi Yan stood at the door for a while and then went back to sit on the sofa bed. He looked at the folds beside him, where Xia Shishen kissed him just now, then hung the curtains, and left.Human nature is probably greedy. Once you have something, you always want more. For example, you hope that he will stay and that he only loves you.

The phone in his hand vibrated suddenly, Qi Yan regained his composure, glanced at the voice name, and picked it up.

"Did something drop?"

The person opposite seemed to be stopped by the question, and after a while, he answered no.

Xia Shishen turned off the web page on how couples maintain a relationship on the mobile phone, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want a voice message?"