Comparable species

Qi Yan sat in the corner, with his hands on his sides, and the leather sofa was slightly sunken.

"I don't like wasting time." Kang Ruwen's voice was not loud, she was holding a small spoon, and she was stirring the coffee in the cup lazily, "Thanks to you, Xia Shishen is now facing the new drama promotion period and seven other breaches of contract terms."

"I hope you don't get into any more trouble."

Probably Kang Ruwen was really busy. After she said this, she stood up with her handbag on the side, and then looked down at Qi Yan.

"Don't go to work in the near future." Kang Ruwen took out two red banknotes and put them on the table, "If possible, you'd better not go out these few days."

Kang Ruwen's back was slender and graceful, and her high-heeled shoes made a pleasant sound on the wooden floor. She opened the door and walked out of the cafe.

The coffee was completely cold, and the light brown coffee stains stood on the wall of the cup, which was not very good-looking.Qi Yan looked at it for a while, picked up the cup and took a sip, the bitterness filled his mouth and was about to wrap his heart.

Qi Yan was lying on the table, his fingers were numb, as if he had drunk some chronic poison, his limbs were paralyzed, and his heart was throbbing.

Until someone shook his shoulder lightly, Qi Yan raised his head.

"Sir..." The young boy seemed frightened by his appearance, the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat, his mouth slightly opened.

Qi Yan stood up, pressed the somewhat swollen eye sockets with his palm, and then raised his head.

"It's so hard." Qi Yan said with a smile.

The young man was stunned, staring at Qi Yan's reddened eyes, he stumbled and took out a pack of syrup from his pocket and handed it over: "It will be better if you put some sugar..."

The thick syrup is packed in a sealed transparent bag, and it must taste sweet and cloying.

Qi Yan took it, thanked him, turned and walked outside.

"That's right." Qi Yan turned back, he stood under the light, and the mottled light and shadow fell on his shoulders.

"Do you have a cigarette?"

Qi Yan walked home, the road was not very long, but Qi Yan still felt pain in his feet.

So he stopped at the entrance of the alley, first he stood leaning against the street lamp, then he felt back pain, and finally he sat down on the mossy steps.

I don't know how many times he checked the phone, Qi Yan swiped open the phone, looked at the blank screen for a few seconds, and then closed it again.He was late for nearly an hour, and no one from the company called. I think Kang Ruwen was right, he really didn't have to go to work.

And Xia Shishen didn't call, and it's possible that he would never call again.

He bit the cigarette he was about to bring, and took out of his pocket a match from the coffee shop.

Qi Yan wiped the matchbox lightly, the bright and hot fire was emitting black smoke, which almost scorched his eyelashes.Qi Yan lit the cigarette, and the smell was more smoky than he had imagined. He still remembered the cigarette he smoked with Xia Shishen last time, and it wasn't so pungent.

Probably because the cigarettes are cheap, Qi Yan brushed off the tobacco crumbs that fell on his lap, lowered his head and took a sip.

The choking smoke flowed down the trachea, like sandpaper rubbing his throat, Qi Yan couldn't help coughing, buried his head between his knees, and choked out tears.He obviously only took one puff, but the smoke seemed to become solid, blocking his eyes, nasal cavity, and internal organs.

Qi Yan didn't smoke anymore, but he kept coughing, his eyes were red from coughing.

He suddenly began to think of many things.

For example, he was lying in Xia Shishen's arms, sticking out his tongue to lick Xia Shishen's thin and long eyelashes, Xia Shishen smiled with his eyes closed, and reached out to hug him tighter.And the first time he stood face to face with Xia Shishen, held hands for the first time, kissed for the first time, and touched each other's body for the first time.

Memories are like a scourge without gravity, it will swallow people, and no one can pick it up.

Because there was no more smoke, Qi Yan started to strike matches, one by one, watching the fire light up and then go out.

like some people.

It wasn't until all the matches in the box were burned out that Qi Yan dragged his heavy body and walked towards home.

When he was young, Qi Yan was always unlucky. Standing in front of Lin Yiling holding back his tears, he watched the old lady wipe the asphalt on the shoe with a towel.The white sneakers I just bought were splashed with black asphalt before they were warmed up.Lin Yiling couldn't move her hands, so she could only lightly touch Qi Yan's shoulder with her elbow.

"Oh, it's okay, it will always be fixed." Lin Yiling's ending sound rose, with a big smile.

It will be all right, Lin Yiling said these words every day.The old lady is optimistic by nature. Even though her daughter-in-law left her grandson to go out of tune, and she gave off a gray-haired man to a black-haired man, she still loves to laugh.

Qi Yan walked forward, in a daze, he saw several commercial vehicles parked crookedly in the alley, almost completely blocking the road.

He passed through the gap between the cars, walked into the corridor, and went up the stairs step by step.

Until he saw the reporters sitting and squatting around the door of his house, densely packed with cameras, Qi Yanchui's tightly clenched hands by his side slowly loosened.

The pinched and deformed matchbox fell to the ground with a clatter, and the person blocking the iron gate raised his head, his eyes glowing, and ran towards him with the machine on his shoulder.

swarmed up.

"Are you just living with your grandma?"

"Are you working in Nansheng because of Xia Shishen?"

"May I ask if you followed Xia Shishen because you lost your parents in childhood?"

……

Hearing the last sentence, Qi Yan looked away from the crushed matchbox.

With some effort, he opened his chapped lips, looked into the reporter's eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What did you say?"

Things developed beyond many people's expectations, from the first big star coming out of the closet, to being suspected of being followed by the son of a firefighting hero.

The shady talk in the entertainment circle suddenly became a social issue.

Qi Yan watched the video being played, in the video, he looked like a pervert following others.

It looked like it had been edited, Qi Yan didn't know where the video came from and who took it.

He just felt that he might not get better.