Chapter 46:

Shen Yan will not drink.
Even when necessary, he can only drink a little, which is very restrained. There is no habit of preparing wine at home.
I just wanted to answer truthfully, my eyes lifted, but I just greeted Qi Qiao's interested eyes-it seemed that I was really happy. For a moment, Shen Yan wondered whether he should open his mouth to sweep the other party's interest.
I do n’t know how many times there are chances to celebrate the same thing as he does now, and share the joy that belongs to both people.
After a month ... maybe, even meeting will become difficult.
Qi Po ’s occupation is quite special, and often travels all year round. Even if he returns to the provincial capital, it will take some time to rest.
"Okay." Shen Yan suddenly nodded and agreed, "But there is no wine in the house, I will go out and buy it later."
Qi Qi heard that he was going out in the rain, stunned, and quickly dissuaded.
"Ah, that's okay. After all, it's still raining outside ..."
"It's okay, the place is very close, and I'll be there in five minutes." Shen Yan insisted, leaving him with a slight smile and asking, observing the rain outside the window, "What do you want to drink? If you like a particular brand, You can tell me. "
Qi Qi, because of his father's alcoholism, is quite careful in this regard.
Except for the occasion where the unit's entertainment leader is present, he is forced to drink white wine daringly, and generally only drink beer or red wine. The latter has a low degree and is not easy to get drunk because they often move around as journalists and it is important to keep their consciousness awake. As for the brand of wine, he didn't care.
However, since two people are celebrating at home, red wine is more in line with the atmosphere.
Although it is not appropriate to drink alcohol during fracture recovery, red wine is not strong, and drinking one or two glasses should not be an issue. Besides, these days the weather has turned cooler, and beer is a cooler, which is outdated. Drinking red wine can not only warm up, but also help sleep.
"Buy a red bar, any brand is fine, don't choose."
"Good." Shen Yan seemed to change the habit of eating taboos everywhere tonight, what he said was what he said.
Qi Xiao thought: Maybe it was because he was in a good mood?
This thought flashed, and the smile flowed unconsciously, after all, this good thing also has its own part. Joy doesn't have to be exclusive, it's the best.
"You go to take a bath first. I went out to buy wine while you were washing." Turning off the computer, Shen Yan asked Qi Zi to do this before drinking. His reason is simple-Qi Qi has a wound on her body. If she gets drunk before entering the bathroom, she may fall due to dizziness.
And he himself does not have this problem.
He was in contact with many animals because of his working relationship. In order to remove the smell, he used to go home and wash it away after work, which is no longer needed.
Qi Qi heard the words, and there seemed to be a slight flash in his eyes. He buried his head and cleared his throat: "Okay. Then ... please help me like you usually do."
Having spent so many days under the same roof, Qi Zi had a special collection for thirty seconds before taking a bath. He had never told Shen Yan a secret.
Thirty seconds is very short. Because of the repeated actions every day, Shen Yan's movements are already very skilled, and Qi Qi also knows how to coordinate his arm placement. From the moment when Yan Yan's hand touched the first button of his shirt, he started to count down, untied them one by one, and fell off, until the clothes on his upper body were completely removed, which took exactly half a minute.
In this process, Shen Yan often looks meticulously. There is nowhere else to look except the buttons, and there is no other daydream.
Qi Xiao sighed secretly.
Looking at the other person's unscrupulous look, he also had to try his best to be calm and stand still.
It seems that Shen Yan treats himself like a kitten or puppy injured on the operating table, because that attitude is exactly what he usually does at work.
So at this time, you will still feel the pulse is accelerated ... really very good.
Qi Qi was helpless to such a non-existent self. He thought he could have the professional spirit as Shen Yan. When he was a professional patient, he took care of himself and accepted the pair of hands that draped him.
However, he couldn't control the violent beating of the heart, and he couldn't stop the miscellaneous thoughts that flowed into his brain. He usually had to go through these thirty seconds, then walked into the bathroom as if nothing happened, and closed the door. The ear of the ear, hurriedly washed away all the things I just thought with hot water.
Maybe it was because I heard Ning Xiaoxiao's words that day and I was worried.
Perhaps it is because of the sad instinct of men.
No matter what the reason is, you can never tell Shen Yan what you are thinking.
A person like Shen Yan who is so upright should never think that he will move these careful thoughts. Had he accidentally made him aware, wouldn't he look filthy?
So on the surface, how calm the opponent is, he must be as calm.
But think about it, sweetness still exists.
At least within a few seconds when Shen Yan was devoted to unbuttoning clothes, he could take advantage of the opportunity to experience the touch of the man's fingers from time to time. Unfortunately, after repeated practice over the past few days, Shen Yan has been almost able to take off his clothes without touching him.
Only at the beginning will the throat knot be rubbed gently. When the shirt was lifted back, Shen Yan's hands passed around his body, and occasionally there was a small amount of friction.
However, there are fewer opportunities every day.
So the thirty-second time seems to be getting shorter and shorter, and he is more and more easily distracted.
"It's alright." When Qi Qi was so distracted, Shen Yan even put the waterproof plastic film on the plaster tube for him, raised his head, and suddenly found that he was staring straight at himself, unconsciously.
"I'm going to take a bath." Qi Chen drew back her thoughts, avoiding his gaze guilty, and turned to step into the bathroom and close the door.
"Then I'm going out to buy wine first?" Shen Yan shouted softly across the door.
"Well." The voice of the person over the door sounded no different than usual, as if everything was normal.
After Shen Yan got such an answer, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she was relieved—it seemed that she hadn't exposed any flaws. Qi Qiao just stared at him all the time. He thought his selfishness had been seen. Fortunately, the questions and answers behind the two people were natural, except for the details of Qi Qiao's eyes removed.
He knew that today his hand stopped unconsciously when he put it on his throat, even when he opened the shirt.
Not only stopped, but even wanted to touch it gently.
"call……"
If you go on like this, Qi Chen will really find out. Shen Yan took a deep breath with restraint, closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, trying to throw out some unintended thoughts that had penetrated into his consciousness.
He went back and forth in front of the door with two steps.
Although he said he was going out, he did not leave the place. In fact, after watching Qi Qi walk in every day, he had to stand in this little compartment between the bathroom and the living room for a while.
Because of the inconvenience of using hands, Qi Qi's movements are slow, at least 20 to 30 minutes.
And he will be quietly outside the door for the first ten minutes. Just like now, when the sound of the shower starting in the bathroom, a sound of slamming water sweeps along, and the drops of water fall on one after another, as if thousands of dense drum points hit the chest. To the point of a slight pain.
Shen Yan slowly placed one hand on the door panel, turned his head to the side, leaning on it motionlessly.
In addition to the sound of water flow, there is no other sound in his ears, monotonous and boring, but he will keep his eyes closed and keep listening. Such a move he could not confess to Qi Qi, because he did not know how to confess.
At first he was out of safety, fearing Qi Qi would slip inside and would sit in the living room and listen.
But now.
Now, this excuse does not even believe in himself—
After Qi Xi came out of the shower, Shen Yan didn't seem to be home yet, and the living room was empty.
So he clumsily put on a new shirt like a beginner's child, slowly buttoned the button, found the hair dryer, and blew himself for a while.
The hair blew to eight points, and the door rang with the sound of a key twitching, and it turned out that Shen Yan was back.
"Is it raining too much, you are on the way?" Qi Qi hurriedly put the hair dryer aside, frowning to meet him, to see if he was wet by the rain. According to Shen Yan's five-minute journey, it was only ten minutes back and forth, but the time he spent in the bathroom was at least twice as long.
Shen Yan put away her umbrella and gently shook her head with her eyes down: "It's okay, the store I originally said closed earlier and went to another one. Although it is far away, there are relatively more choices for red wine."
It turns out so.
Qi Qi looked at him without any rain stains, let go, and said with a smile: "Just outside is cold, drinking warms the body. You sit down, I'll find a cup."
Shen Yan didn't know why his eyes never lifted, but just nodded and placed the red wine on the table.
The rain outside the window made the night darker and colder.
auzw.com The traces of rain on the glass are illuminated by the light, lining the gray old city behind, and the white flowers are frosted. They are all images reminiscent of low temperature.
"It is estimated that we will continue to cool down tomorrow." Qi Qi did not doubt the forecast of the Meteorological Bureau this time.
As it happened, this weather deepened his desire for wine.
In the past, he sometimes drank alone at home, and once had such a rainy day, unrestrained, regardless of the atmosphere, you can start at any time by opening the bottle cap-that is how single men drink. The words of the two are different.
Red wine itself is a wine that needs to match the atmosphere.
They temporarily noticed that there was not much decoration in the home, nor did they prepare any decorations, such as bouquets, such as candlesticks. Qi Qi came up with an idea according to local conditions. Only the white chandelier on the wooden table was turned on, and the lights in the remaining rooms were all turned off, so that the surroundings were immersed in a faint halo. The western-style candlelight forms a unique atmosphere.
"Why, it looks pretty good?" Qi Qin stepped back and looked at the panorama, smiling slightly.
"Well, it's good." Shen Yan's remarks are true.
Although the light is not as emotional as candlelight, the seats of the two people are located closest to the light source, and the whole body is surrounded by a thin white light. There is an illusion that the warmth of the world has been condensed here and still. .
Outdoors, the sound of rain came.
Indoors, the cork stopper was yanked by Shen Yan, and the deep red wine poured into the glass and murmured, the sound sounded thicker than the rain, and more sedimentary. Qi Qi even reminded them of the difference in sound characteristics between them.
"Actually, your voice is more like red wine." The two of them sat face to face, Qi Qi suddenly laughed, and said such a word.
"What should I say?" Shen Yan stopped drinking and looked at him fixedly.
"It needs to be tasted slowly." Qi Qiao raised an eyebrow at him, confident as a senior wine tasting expert. Yes, you can taste the real taste of red wine slowly.
Once the taste is remembered, the wine tasting person is easily addicted ... for example, he.
After listening to his words, Shen Yan raised his lips silently, but said: "So, in fact, my voice is not suitable for the competition."
The competition is like advertising, and must be very impressive in a limited time of just a minute or two. For the unfamiliar judges and listeners, the first impression of the contestant is very important. Those who need to taste slowly will lose this opportunity. Qi Qi and Tongquetai both belong to the kind of eye-catching and eye-catching types, and their advantages are obvious.
These Qi Qi does not deny.
But he has another thing to add: "Yes, the first impression of your voice may not be deep, but your tone and mood are very accurate, it can almost be said to be in one step. The official judges are professional voices. People, I believe they will not be so superficial, they only care about the sound and not the performance. "
Shen Yan has been quietly staring at his eyes, then suddenly asked: "What do you care about most?"
Qi Qi froze.
"I ..." only cares about you.
This is what really said from the bottom of my heart.
But Shen Yan was sitting less than a meter away.
Facing each other, Qi Qi felt a little dry throat for a time, and her throat jumped suddenly. It was like a fire was buried in it, burning up the words he wanted to use: "I only care ... you are not happy during the game."
When Shen Yan heard this, a pair of eyebrows stretched slightly, as if the ice melted into water slowly flowing outward.
He smiled and whispered: "I am very happy now, thank you."
Qi Qi looked at him with a faint expression before warming up a little under the lights, and he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth with him. So he smiled and picked up the wine glass, shaking the silky red wine inside: "So, formally congratulate you all three characters are shortlisted-"
Shen Yan also responded with a light smile: "You are the same. Congratulations."
Toast and clink glasses.
The two glasses met directly under the chandelier. The highlights of the place where the glasses were connected circulated, and they fell on the surface of the wine with the sound of "ding", and spread into a sparkling piece.
Qi Qi withdrew her hand and took a natural sip.
Shen Yan's gaze followed his movements, and finally picked up the wine glass and drank slowly as he did.
The taste of the wine is not very used to, and the one he picked is dry red, and the astringency is relatively heavy. He frowned, but deliberately kept Qi Qi from noticing.
The two were drinking and talking while dimmed lights.
Qiu Yu replaced the music as an accompaniment, but it was also very comfortable, with a rare sense of calmness.
"Oh, let's talk about something more worthy of happiness." Qi Qi's expression is consistent with his tone, and accurately reflects the content of the sentence. "The director of our news channel called me today to talk about the secret visit to the pet hospital The above has been approved and can be made into one of the "social surveys", which is 60 minutes long-that will be the longest news I have done. "
Shen Yan knew Qi Qi had always remembered this matter, and she would mention it every day when she talked about work.
Now that the dust has settled, I am also happy for him: "So you are a double happiness, you really should celebrate it."
After all, he took the initiative to raise his glass to congratulate him, and the two took a few more sips. Qi Qi put down the cup and tapped the index finger gently on the cup rhythmically, laughing: "But ... the second host's business has not been decided yet. This is a big deal, and the department leaders have to discuss it for a while."
"You have ideas and strength, I think this is a matter of time." Shen Yan smiled faintly.
Qi Qiao's work attitude is something he has experienced in person. This sentence does not mean touting at all, and does not add any water.
I do n’t know if it ’s the effect of alcohol. If you go down with two glasses of wine, the interest will gradually come up and get stronger. He heard Shen Yan affirming himself like this, and even smiled with a pair of eyes in his eyes: "Haha, since Dr. Shen has said so, then you are grateful. Come, let's continue to drink."
Qi Xiao smiled and reached out to get the wine. She was preparing to add to both sides. Shen Yan, who always looked at him silently, suddenly asked: "If you are settled, will you return to the TV station to prepare for this because of this?"
Qi Chen was stunned and did not answer the call.
This question was too sudden for him, he didn't know how to answer it.
For Shen Yan, this problem is not sudden, because he has buried the problem in his heart for too long. Now that the topic has come naturally, it is the best time to ask questions.
Long time no see Qi Qi replied, Shen Yan sighed and took it on himself. The voice and eyes were lowered together, sinking into the bitter glass of wine in front of you: "If you live here and have to take a bus to work in the city center every day ... will it be inconvenient?"
In fact, both of them understand-the answer is yes.
The tone of inquiry is not because of not knowing, but a contradictory mentality that is unable to change the status quo, but is unwilling to break the point.
"I haven't demolished the plaster, and they won't call me back in the short term ... after all, the leaders all approved a month's leave." Qi Qi didn't know if this was a comfort, even though the word "one month" It's very harsh.
At this time, Shen Yan picked up the glass without saying a word and drank half a glass of wine.
"Shen Yan." Qi Zi woke up suddenly, and called quickly.
Red wine should not be consumed in one breath, but this is not the time to discuss rules. Shen Yan's current mood is what worries him most.
"Shen Yan," Qi Zi called to him for the second time, his right hand crossed the table, and tentatively held the other hand. The faint astringency of dry red still remains, and even the taste is smashed with that taste, "If I don't recover well, I can't demolish the plaster after a month ... Sick leave can be extended further.
Shen Yan smiled bitterly: "How can I hope you are not recovering well?"
In fact, he expects Qi Qi to be able to heal well and recover sooner than anyone else, even if he knows that the two people's cohabitation life may not continue.
"I know." Qi Qin whispered. Of course he knew.
"You have to go to the hospital for a review in the near future." Only after reviewing with the doctor will you know when the plaster can be removed.
"Well, take X-rays next Wednesday morning to see what the bones are like."
"Next Wednesday ..." When Shen Yan pronounced these three words, his eyes closed, his brows frowned slightly, and he tried to recall his work schedule for the next week. He wanted to say that next Wednesday he could take half a day off to accompany Qi Qi to the hospital for a review, but the schedule that should have been remembered all the time is now very vague.
It seems that all the numbers on the calendar are scattered in squares, and it is impossible to see the specific content.
strange.
Shen Yan stretched out his hand and held his head, his fingers scratched a bit, as if to grasp the unclear words in consciousness, put it in front of his eyes and read it again.
"Um ..." he made a difficult tone, repeating mutteringly, "Next Wednesday ..."
"Shen Yan," Qi Zhen saw this and took a breath. He was afraid to ask him so carefully, "Shen Yan, are you drunk?"
The author has something to say: Recently, the state has not been very good. The so-called bottleneck period is about this ... I mainly think that my writing is not good, and the plot is also very naive ... otz
Overall, I feel I am sorry for everyone's expectations. Perhaps, this article may not be really good, but I will still write the story slowly according to my own ideas. Even if it is relatively jerky, it is considered to have come over step by step, and I should stick to it.
Whatever the mode of getting along with the two protagonists, it represents the type I like. If it can't represent the type that some readers like, the author is also very helpless ... after all, everyone has different preferences and can't come.