Comparable species

That hug lasted nearly half a minute.

Because Qi Yan was holding the light board, he seemed a little at a loss. He didn't know whether he was going to hug Xia Shishen, or just stand still.During his ideological struggle, Xia Shishen straightened up slowly, and before releasing the fingers covering the back of his neck, he gently rubbed against his earlobe.

Not sure if it was intentional or not.

There was too much noise around, Qi Yan could only see Xia Shishen's lips opening and closing, but he didn't hear anything clearly, and frowned suspiciously.

"I said." Xia Shishen raised his right hand to put it on his shoulder, and leaned into his ear without hesitation, "Where is the autograph?"

With hot and humid breath on his neck, Qi Yan moved back without a trace, opening the distance between Xia Shishen.Qi Yan looked around, and almost all the fans who came had notebooks or star cards in their hands. After thinking about it, he handed over the light board in his hand.

"Isn't it appropriate to sign on the light board?" Qi Yan's voice was very soft, almost instantly drowned out by the voices of the people around him.

While handing over the light board, Qi Yan's finger accidentally touched the switch on the back, the weird pink light flickered, and the corner of Xia Shishen's mouth curved even wider.He just stood and smiled, and the hand hanging by his side didn't intend to take over the light board at all.

Qi Yan lowered his head and thought for a while, freed his right hand, stretched out his palm and stretched it out.

"Can you sign it in your hand?"

Xia Shi lowered his eyes deeply, and his gaze fell on the palm in front of him.

His palm is not too big, at least a circle smaller than his own.I don't know if it's because of the lighting or something else, Xia Shishen felt that Qi Yan's palm was very white, his palm prints were not very obvious, it looked like a piece of fine white jade.The fingers are also different from his. Qi Yan's knuckles are very narrow, which makes the fingers thin and straight.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, and the whispering voices around him poured into his ears uncontrollably, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

Following Qi Yan's movements, Xia Shishen raised his eyes, and the face of the person in front of him was normal, but the hand he just retracted was clenched into a fist.

"Just sign it here." Qi Yan looked at Xia Shishen and said while taking out a napkin from his pocket. He held up the marker pen, paused for a few seconds and looked up again: "What's your name?"

Qi Yan actually heard it, but he didn't want to speak.

Both of them stood still, and the noise around them gradually quieted down. Yu Lu thought that Qi Yan really didn't hear it, so she kindly reminded him that his name was Qi Yan.

Xia Shishen didn't respond. After a few seconds, Qi Yan let go of his clenched hand, took a deep breath and raised his head with a smile, "My name is Qi Yan."

"Which two words." Hearing Xia Shishen's words, Qi Yangang was about to answer, and then Xia Shishen said quickly: "You write it for me."

In a blink of an eye, the napkin and marker were stuffed into Qi Yan's arms. Qi Yan spread the paper in his palm, and wrote his name on the paper with a bold marker. The words Qi Yan were written crookedly. .

He handed the tissue to Xia Shishen, Xia Shishen took it in his hand and glanced at it quickly, then stuffed it into his pocket casually.Qi Yan looked at Xia Shishen pretending to be looking for something in the other pockets, and then he spread his hand at him helplessly, and said in a regretful tone: "There is no other paper, I will sign it for you next time." .”

The tone is justifiably scary.

Qi Yan twitched the corners of his lips and said hello in a low voice.

Xia Shishen ignored him, he turned around and picked up the microphone, telling everyone to go to the open space outside the court.The fans who were originally gathered around quickly dispersed, forgetting the episode just now, and walked out of the court with a smile.

Without the crowd around him, Qi Yan felt that his breathing was much easier. He looked at the place where Yu Lu was standing before, and there was no one there.

He must have gone outside to take up a seat. Qi Yan didn't intend to participate in the subsequent activities. He took two steps forward and then stopped. He turned around and looked at the light sign thrown on the ground with some hesitation.The love heart above shines tirelessly, surrounding the three characters Xia Shishen in the middle.

The moment he picked up the light sign, Qi Yan regretted it. It was very difficult to squeeze the subway with such a big thing.

"Your aesthetics are too bad." Qi Yan was taken aback, he stood up straight suddenly, loosened his strength, and the light board fell to the ground with a thud.

"It's so ugly." Xia Shishen's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he had said too much before, but his tone was serious and serious.

Qi Yan couldn't even tell whether Xia Shishen's ugly comment was referring to the lamp or him.

When Qi Yan came home at night, Lin Yiling was already asleep, and the light bulb hanging by the door was still on, illuminating the not too big one-bedroom.Qi Yan turned off the light, and tiptoed into the bedroom. The old man was lying on his side with his back facing him, his body trembling slightly with his breathing.

Qi Yan didn't go any further, he closed the door gently, went to the bathroom for a simple wash, and sat down on the sofa bed in the living room.

The old man's sleep was very light, Qi Yan curled up his legs and curled up in the corner, with his head leaning back against the wall.

The brightness of the mobile phone screen was adjusted to the lowest level, Qi Yan put the mobile phone on his lap, and looked at Xia Shishen surrounded by the crowd on the screen with his chin on his hands.He seems to be born to attract attention, even wearing a mask will not feel out of breath, and he is in the spotlight like a duck to water.The video did not turn on the sound, Qi Yan pulled the progress bar to the last three-quarters, and there were still a group of people bouncing around in the video.

Qi Yan was not in the mood, he put the phone aside, pulled off the quilt and laid out the pillows, and then lay down.

One of the springs in the middle of the sofa bed broke, causing Qi Yan's back to ache.He moved his body to the corner, picked up the phone beside him, the video was still going on, Qi Yan was about to close the phone, but found that Xia Shishen, who was standing on the platform, fell into the swimming pool at some point .

He stood in the water, shook his wet hair, wiped the water off his face indifferently, and smiled with his chin lifted.

Qi Yan didn't turn on his voice, he didn't hear the girl's scream in the video, he could only clearly feel his beating heartbeat and his breathing stopped suddenly.He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, pulled the progress bar back, and watched again how Xia Shishen fell into the swimming pool.

The black jumpsuit was attached to his body, revealing his well-defined arms wrapped under the fabric.

Xia Shishen was embarrassed but his smile didn't fade. Qi Yan looked at the video, the man smiled and waved to the person next to him, then put his hands into the water, holding the water in his palm, pretending to splash it on the fans around him.

In the video, Xia Shi bowed his head with a deep smile, and Qi Yan pressed pause.

Fingers zoomed in on the screen, the picture was not clear, but Qi Yan still captured the undisguised indifference on Xia Shishen's face at the moment when Xia Shishen lowered his head.Qi Yan was happy for no reason, and he interpreted these happiness as an opportunity to make money, for example, on the day when he was desperate, he sent these packages to Xia Shishen to blackmail him severely.

Qi Yan embraced this joy and slept until nine o'clock the next morning. He was awakened by the vibration in his arms, and his eyes staring at the phone screen couldn't focus.

Before he answered the phone, the person on the other side had a very aggressive tone, greeting his ancestors with dirty words.

Qi Yan sat up from the bed, his tone was flat, "Mr. Qian."

"Mr. Qian!" Qian Youwei's voice was loud, Qi Yan looked into the bedroom, covered the receiver and replied in a low voice: "I'll go over now."

Before Qian Youwei could answer, Qi Yan hung up the phone.He put on a t-shirt casually, opened the bedroom door while brushing his teeth, his mouth was full of foam, and said vaguely: "I'll go out first, I'll ask Aunt Li to bring you breakfast."

"Remember to take the medicine, today I will take the pink bottle."

"And..." He was halfway through, when Lin Yiling who was lying down suddenly opened her eyes, and waved at him impatiently, "It's so annoying to chatter!"

Qi Yan closed his mouth. He stood at the door after tidying up in 5 minutes, poked his head out after thinking about it, and said, "I shouldn't come back for lunch."

Lin Yiling ignored him, and Qi Yan sent a text message to Aunt Li on her mobile phone while going downstairs, asking her to take care of grandma today.Until the door of Qian Youwei's office, Qi Yan kept his head down to reply to Aunt Li's messages. For some reason, Aunt Li was very enthusiastic today, and even asked about his horoscope.After Qi Yanfa typed something unclear in the dialog box, he clicked send.

Qi Yan put the phone in his pocket, raised his hand and knocked on Qian Youwei's door twice.

The people inside did not speak, but Qi Yan heard the sound of a lighter, pushed the door open and walked in.

The smell of smoke in the room was choking, Qi Yan held back his cough, and stood obediently in front of Qian Youwei's desk.There were many cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray at hand, and several large pieces of ash fell from Qian Youwei's shirt.

"Why did you go yesterday?" Qian Youwei asked him.

"I'm going to Xia Shishen's fan meeting." Qi Yan paused, and added, "You asked me to go."

Qian Youwei flicked the cigarette twice with his fingers, and rested his arms on the table, "Do you really fucking think that I let you go after stars?"

"I'll let you take pictures and take pictures!" Qian Youwei's voice became louder and louder, and Qi Yan took two steps back without a trace.

"All the news from other people's houses came out this morning." Qian Youwei called up the phone page, and slapped it in front of him, "Where did your photos go?"

Qi Yan lowered his head, and there was a news item on his phone, which said Xia Shishen embraced a male fan deeply, and a photo of Xia Shishen's face was attached below.

"I'm asking you something!" Qian Youwei tapped his fingers on the table a few times, he seemed to be out of breath, his face and neck turned red quickly.

"I didn't take pictures." Qi Yan glanced at the photo again, "I couldn't take pictures at that time."

"Others can take pictures of you, why can't they!" Qian Youwei frowned, "You have no eyes or no hands!"

"I'm being hugged by Xia Shishen." Seeing Qian Youwei standing still, Qi Yan thought he didn't understand, so he picked up the mobile phone on the table, pointed at the person in the photo, and explained kindly, "That's it, this person is me."