Chapter 49:

It is rare to have a chance to be in your own home because you wake up when you hear a cat cry. It feels very fresh.
The little guy's cry was thin and long, and it sounded like a furry paw scratching his ears—it should be hungry, he thought.
When he had this idea, he found that he seemed to be able to think normally.
Although the head is still a bit heavy and the reaction is slower than usual, at least the pain has subsided and does not hinder the thinking.
He frowned and lifted his eyelids hard. The first time was unsuccessful. In the morning, the soft white light flashed in the two slits that were open, which lasted for only a second, and was still kept outside.
So he lay silently for another moment, and for a long time, he opened his eyes again.
This time he successfully saw the ceiling of the room.
However, the roof in front of him seemed to be not the same as the roof he had seen in the past few days. He recalled in a trance, remembering that this is his bedroom, not a study.
bedroom?
Shen Yan shuddered slightly and woke up completely.
He instinctively moved his body, but suddenly realized that his arm was being gently held by a person, and he was cuddling in his arms like a pillow. And the man's head was still on it, and black hair dangled on his sleeves casually.
He slept side by side with another person on his bed for the first time.
The place where the body is interdependent is intimate. The most rare warm touch in this season is gently spread between the cloth and the friction of the cloth. In this little quilt that accommodates two people, the time seems to have passed six months and arrived in spring early . The moving and throbbing that I said that I can't export is just like the spring flowers blooming slowly, blooming in my heart.
His eyes fell on the man's face.
People are still sleeping quietly, perhaps because of the high body temperature, the cheeks are slightly red at the place where the ears are connected, the eyebrows are serene, the corners of the mouth are upturned, and it seems that they are having a dream.
And for himself, that beautiful texture has continued from dream to reality, and did not stop because of waking up.
Qi Qi.
While silently reciting the name, he raised his other hand subconsciously and touched his lips.
A little dazed, slowly rubbing.
Want to ... get closer.
It is even closer than it is now, so that those memory fragments last night wake up when they are closest.
Shen Yan moved an inch on the pillow, and the tip of her nose gently touched her hair. With a little movement, she could smell the bottle of shampoo at home. She had a sense of living together and sharing daily necessities. Slowly, it ’s nice to make this person part of my family day by day.
"Qi Qi."
He couldn't help crying out.
I don't know whether it is because he heard his voice or because of the meowing meow outside the door. The person on the arm's breathing rhythm is stagnant. After a moment of lazy whispering, there seems to be a tendency to look up. Shen Yan estimated that this was a sign that the other party was about to wake up and opened the distance slightly.
Sure enough, Qi Xiao's eyebrows jumped slightly, opened his eyes confusedly, blinked twice, and suddenly faced his eyes in the third, suddenly stunned.
Perhaps it was found that he touched his lips stunned, Qi Qi made a chuckle, and the corners of his eyes bent: "Early."
Shen Yan froze for a moment, subconsciously replied: "Early ..."
Qi Zi's eyes were still dim, and even her smile was probably not yet awake. At this time, he buried his head again on Shen Yan's sleeve and took a deep breath of the smell there. Like a child who had just tasted sweetness, he was reluctant to put down the sugar bowl and greedily demanded more.
Shen Yan watched every detail of his movements for a long time, and his eyes stayed for a moment.
The longer I look at it, the less realistic the dreamlike unreality becomes, and my heart gradually floods with a joy of confirmation of happiness.
"If you look at it again, I am embarrassed to look up." When he thought Qi Qi had fallen asleep again, a sentence suddenly appeared under the face that was close to his arm, and the voice was low, carrying a trace of nothing. laugh.
Shen Yan awakened and recovered.
"Sorry." Then, he murmured an apology, but his eyes did not move away from the other person for a moment.
It seemed as if he had expected his eyes to be inseparable from him, Qi Qi slowly raised his head, his eyes were clear, and he looked directly at him at close range. Shen Yan's hand was loosened at this time, and he lowered his head carefully towards him. His fingers turned back from his hair curls. His palms covered his reddish ears. He rubbed and combed him very pitifully. Hairline.
Qi Xiao kept looking at him with a smile.
He gently stroked it for a while, his hands moved down unconsciously, his thumb slowly rubbing on his lips.
This time, it seemed to wipe out a faint smile on Qi Lip's lips.
"There is obviously a better way to verify, you still have to touch it with your hands."
Qi Hu's hoarse voice passed from the end of the pillow to the other, making Shen Yan feel a little hot on the half of the face pressed against the pillow.
He withdrew his hand, pressed it to the side where Qi Qi was lying, and slowly stood up under the gaze of the other person, leaned down, and silently kissed where the finger had just rubbed.
Qi Qi is right-there is no better way to verify this. There is no more direct and stronger impression than two people's lips rubbing against each other. In an instant, it seemed that I heard the sound of rain falling last night, smelled the strong breath when the shirt was half open last night, and tasted the sweet and astringent taste of last night's red wine.
Really awaken all the memories of the previous night.
At that time, their consciousness was burned by alcohol and caught fire. The entanglement of lips and tongues was dizzying and soft all over, only knowing to respond to each other instinctively.
Now, both of them are very sober and understand what they are doing and what the other is doing.
Because of this, the heartbeat is more intense.
This time, Shen Yan did not go deeper, just rubbing itchy, but stayed for quite a long time, like a warm greeting in the morning.
Qi Qi closed her eyes. During this period, he gently pulled his open collar with his hand, trying to pull it down as low as possible to maintain a distance where he could transmit body temperature freely. Even though the kiss eventually stopped in the low gasps of the two, he still didn't let go, his nose was staggered close together, and he adjusted his breath face to face with each other.
"So?" Qi Long suddenly asked him.
"So?" Shen Yan couldn't react for a while, and he was slightly stunned.
This man who is exclusively licensed to him is close at hand, so close that he can see his projection from his eyes, the kind of happiness that can't be said by the feeling of being placed in the middle of the field of vision. However, he is very greedy and wants to add a little spoonful of sugar to this happiness to increase the sweetness in it: "You are all kissed, don't you officially become my boyfriend?"
I do n’t know how many times I imagined that when I removed the word
under review
from his title.
Shen Yan is a person with a strong sense of responsibility.
Therefore, it is suitable for him and Yu Shenyan to be right in this name, and it is natural to be—
Shen Yan stared at him staring for a long time. Qi Qi also looked at him, watching his projection tremble slightly in his eyes, and finally the eyelid blinked, the image inside was covered with a layer of moist luster, flickering in silence.
"Okay." The short, but most sincere answer.
Qi Qi heard it quietly without any movement.
When a person hears the long-awaited answer, they often dare not respond immediately, because fear is a dream, and the voice will end the dream.
In fact, it is not a dream, but the negative emotions that have been suffering, and the rain has stopped, whether it is outdoor or indoor. It's not just the sky that clears up.
He finally laughed silently, raised his head, and attached Shen Yan's lips again.
Just about to linger for a while in the morning light of Sunday, the meowing sound coming across the door is more and more resentful.
"Meow! Meow! Meow!" If the cat language can be translated, then the literal translation must be "I am very hungry". The small return period attaches great importance to the issue of food and clothing, so bleak, it should be hungry to scratch the wall.
As an authentic parent, Qi Qi had to temporarily let go of another parent, shaking her head while laughing.
It's no wonder that my former colleagues have been nagging all the time, saying that children are the light bulbs of husband and wife's life, and it is not false-it is really not easy to be a qualified cat dad.
The little return period chewed the cat food satisfactorily, sipping a drink of milk powder and nutritional supplements.
While returning home, he smiled and watched his son eat while eating his own breakfast. The little guy probably didn't know why he accidentally got an extra meal today, the serving size was 30% more than usual, but Qi Zi knew that because the food in front of him was more abundant than usual.
Shen Yan, who prepared all of this, explained: On Sunday, there is plenty of time to slowly cook a breakfast for two people and a cat.
But Qi Qi saw his selfishness, only smiled, and did not expose it.
Fortunately, Shen Yan has no hangover.
Although I got a little dizzy after getting up, it didn't last long. After washing my face with cold water, I felt much more comfortable. In order to be cautious, Shen Yan also took out the leftover sour bamboo fish soup from the previous day, boiled it again in a pot, and drank it hot to hang out. The discomfort finally disappeared.
Qi Qiao cares about his recovery.
Not only because of worry about his body, but this evening will be his first game. If the mental state is not good, I am afraid it will affect the performance.
Disadvantaged, it is likely to bring a shadow to the next few games.
"According to the schedule of the preliminary round, you have a banknote Xiaoshan old man tonight." When the two sat down to dine together, Qi He hesitated a bit and decided to open the door.
In the preliminary stage, the selection is performed in the order of npc, supporting role, and then to the protagonist.
The officially announced schedule for the preliminary round of male characters is as follows:
Sunday evening: 6:00 to 8:00-"Liu Suyu", 8:30 to 10:30-"Xiaoshan Old Man";
Monday night: 6:00 to 8:00-"Innkeeper", 8:30 to 10:30-"Reed";
Tuesday night: 6:00 to 8:00-"Yan Bulu", 8:30 to 10:30-"Bai Ke";
Wednesday night: 6:00 to 8:00-"Changdi", 8:30 to 10:30-"Shunyanghou";
Thursday night: 6:00 to 8:00-"Qin Tuo", 8:30 to 10:30-"Fang Yisheng".
Shen Yan reported an npc and two supporting roles, while Qi Po reported a supporting role and two protagonists, so Shen Yan ranked ahead of Qi Po in two games.
"It's good to maintain a normal heart." Shen Yan's attitude has not changed from beginning to end.
"However, tonight is the first round of the preliminary round, and it also hits the weekend. I think there should be a lot of online listeners. It is conservative to estimate that there are at least seven or eight thousand." Qi Qi had read the data before brushing forum posts. The number of online matches in the two trials is almost ten thousand-what he called a "conservative estimate" is actually too conservative.
When counting the total scores, the live audience votes accounted for a certain proportion, the smaller the score difference between players is, the more critical.
Even if there is no effect on the score, the crowded atmosphere on the scene is quite a test of the psychological quality of the players.
Shen Yan's "ordinary heart" is good, but Qi Qi still cannot be completely calm.
"Maybe I will be more nervous than you at that time." He smiled and sighed. He could foresee the embarrassment of wearing a headset tonight and sweating with his palm while listening to the game of Shen Yan.
auzw.com "Then, do you want to go out with me and ask for peace of mind later?" Shen Yan suddenly looked at him and smiled slightly. Tonight the game starts at 8:30, before that, they still have a lot of time alone.
Qi Qi froze for a moment. He didn't know how to ask Shen Yan's peace of mind and whom to ask.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Go and see the prototype of the character" Xiao Shan Lao Shou "in my mind." Shen Yan gently opened the mystery, with a gentle smile on his brow, his expression as calm as his voice.
One layer of autumn rain and one layer of cold, the temperature dropped by five or six degrees, and a little white mist appeared when breathing outdoors.
Taking advantage of the small return period, he just filled his stomach and was dozing off. Both of them put on plain clothes suitable for tomb sweeping and went out together.
After the rain, the cumulonimbus cloud that had entrenched in the city was cut off a thick layer, as if the quilt was torn apart, and the white flowers and flowers of cotton wool were scattered east and west. Those cotton absorbed the rain, but could not absorb the dark or light gray in the sky. In the end, they still could not get rid of the cold first impression.
Shen Yan bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums in a flower shop, and then took a bus with Qi Po to a cemetery in the northern suburb of the city.
The cemetery was built early, and the facade is not as new as those developed now. The plaque on the gate has been repeatedly painted several times, and the four corners are still somewhat worn. However, this place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, water on one side, and greening work in place, which is a good choice for entering the earth. The forty-minute drive has put the hustle and bustle of the city far away. A rain has washed away the dust and the fresh air is coming, so that people can slowly calm down.
Qi Qi observes the environment here, and gradually descends under the guidance of Shen Yan, bypassing a piece of Songlin. In front of him, the rows of neat tombstones stand beside the water and extend along the direction of the river bank.
"My grandpa's ashes are buried here." Shen Yan's voice was very soft, but his tone seemed heavy.
Because of the rain, there was no one else nearby to sweep the tomb except them. Only one or two staff members saw the dead branches and leaves after sweeping the rain. Qi Zi then reached out and held Shen Yan comfortably, letting him lead himself: "Take me a look."
Shen Yan slowly took it back: "Well."
Grandpa Shen Yan's tombstone is no different from other tombstones next to it.
The white foundation stone is used as the base, and the black marble slab is used in the place where the inscription is carved. After being chiseled into words, a layer of silver paint is filled in, and the white letters on the black background are solemn and solemn. There is also a black and white photo in the middle of the tombstone-the old man is a little younger than when he passed away. It should have been taken in middle age, with a gaze and a slight smile. It can be imagined that he should be a gentle person before his death.
This tombstone was erected in the name of a family member, because the inscription also listed the names of the children of the elderly and their grandchildren.
Qi Qi saw from beginning to end. There are many people surnamed Shen above, but the word "Shen Yan" is not engraved alone.
When he noticed this detail, he shuddered slightly in the bottom of his heart, but said nothing. He hurriedly looked away to avoid Shen Yan discovering what he was looking for.
Shen Yan did not find his unnaturalness, and was intently cleaning up the fallen leaves on the tombstone, dusting off the rainwater from the body of the tombstone, and then gently putting down the bunch of white chrysanthemums.
"Grandpa, I came to see you."
Shen Yan lowered and made a half kneeling posture. But because the ground was wet, the knee did not really fall.
Qi Chen knelt down as he did, with a proper expression, and introduced herself politely: "Grandpa Shen is good, my name is Qi Chen. Today is my first visit to you."
At this time, Shen Yan gently looked at Qi Po, the gentleness in his eyes penetrated into the smile, and after a while, he turned back and said to the photo on the tombstone: "He Qi Qi ... is my boyfriend."
The last three words are still somewhat uncomfortable, but in the end they are spoken completely and without regret.
Qi Chen was stunned for a long time before he could understand what Shen Yan was saying, his face was a little hot, and he suddenly raised his head in front of the old man's tombstone. On such a solemn occasion, facing such a respected person, Shen Yan said that it is equivalent to an official introduction.
He knew that Shen Yan was a man who took his feelings seriously. However, he was really unable to suppress the joy when he could really hear him confessing their relationship in front of others.
The old man's smile in the photo has been frozen for a long time, as if it is the most timely and warm blessing.
"Grandpa," Shen Yan said quietly for a moment, and slowly said the following, "When you were dying, you always remembered that there was no one around me, no one listened to me, but now it doesn't matter anymore. He is ... my illness will surely heal slowly, please rest assured over there. I and him, will live a good life-well, cherish everything now. "
Qi Qi heard this and didn't know why his nose was sore, he tried to suppress it, and tried not to let himself cry in such a time.
There was another silence.
Shen Yan closed his eyes tightly, paused for about three minutes, and finally took over.
"Tonight, I will take the first step. For him and for myself." Shen Yan took a deep breath, held Qi Qi's hand tightly, opened her eyes again, and looked firm, "I will play a Grandpa, you have a character with a similar character. I hope you can bless me to overcome psychological barriers, and bring the kind of care you gave me before, through my voice and performance ... to all the audience present, to more people. Thank you . "
Say it, bow deeply.
Qi Qiao also held his hand tightly, followed by a bow, meditating: Grandpa, thank you ... once took care of him.
The two of them stayed quietly in front of the tombstone. The redundant words were not said because they were unnecessary. Silence is also an inherent communication method of Shen Yan.
"Go home." For a long time, Shen Yan got up gently and pulled the people around him.
"Ok."
The two left a bouquet, left the old man's tomb silently, and returned the same way. It was almost noon at this time, and several households came to sweep the grave while taking a rest on Sunday. Qi Qi thought about it, and took Shen Yan's hand into the pocket on the side of his coat. Hold it quietly.
The two walked side by side, and the others didn't look closely, they couldn't see their hands clasped.
The atmosphere in front of the tombstone was a little sentimental, and Qi Yan looked at Shen Yan, his face was not very good, and he seemed to be unable to return his emotions. If you want to take me out on a date, I did n’t expect you to be more powerful, and you will see your parents directly. "
This sentence came to an immediate conclusion. Shen Yan froze, looked back at him suddenly, and hesitantly asked: "... Is it too abrupt?"
To be honest, not everyone likes the cemetery.
Qi Qi saw him with an upset face, and couldn't help but laugh with a "wah": "Amused you. Actually you brought me to such an important place, I am very happy."
Shen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and looked away uncomfortably, hesitantly.
"Next time, we will go somewhere else—" Shen Yan didn't say the last two words, but Qi Qi knew what he wanted to say, pursed her lips, smiled lowly, and nodded.
There is only one bus passing through the cemetery, and the waiting time is relatively long.
The two were waiting at the station while chatting about the game. At this time, Qi Chen suddenly heard her phone ringing, which was a text message.
"Oops ... Wouldn't it be a business problem?" Overtime work on weekends is common on the news channel, and Qi Qi is a very easy type before the car accident. Thanks to Director Kai En for the past half month, he was a little more leisurely, but if there was not enough manpower, he would still be unable to escape.
Qi Qi had to temporarily let go of Shen Yan's hand, took out her phone, and unlocked to check her inbox.
Fortunately, the text message was sent by Ning Xiaoxiao.
He had just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he opened the text message, he sucked it back again, and went straight into his lungs.
[Brother! ! Are you on Weibo? ! Hurry up and watch! ! 】
The above is the SMS content of the sister.
This tone, this exclamation of exclamation mark ... is clearly the rhythm of the storm.
It is not surprising that such a rhythm occurs before any major competition.
Qi Qi held her mobile phone and could not make up her mind to open Weibo. Shen Yan stood very close and must have seen the content of the text message, so Qi Qi handed a dilemma in the past.
"Go check it out, just don't do anything."
This statement by Shen Yan is actually superfluous. Ning Xiaoxiao yelled and hurried to get him up, definitely something went wrong.
Qi Qi had to admit her fate and click on Weibo.
very good. Compared to the tragic history in which I was rounded more than three thousand times last time, this time it is not so terrifying.
Sister, Sister, you really like to be scary, just send a text message to urge me to come up just after the amount of forwarding is over 500. Qi Qi sullen herself and began to comfort herself with Ah q spirit.
But when he really saw the reposted content, Ning Xiaoxiao's image suddenly became extremely tall and extremely wise.
What scares people is not just Weibo itself, but also the people who send it.
The point is that this person is not the Tongquetai God he thought, but—
cv-crossing bridge noodles: Tonight's dubbing competition, I have a "Liu Suyu", starting at six, can you come to cheer for me? At present, only you can make me feel a little better, thank you. cv-regardless of return date
Qi Qi really had plans to watch the first game. However, he did not know that there was a bridge noodle in the list of "Liu Suyu" before, but he just wanted to listen to the competition process in advance, what the judges considered, and then he could remind Shen Yan when he played.
In the end ... the rice noodles across the bridge actually invited him to cheer for him so brightly? This kind of thing should theoretically call yourself cp, right?
This saves the face of Tongquetai!
This leaves the face of the Moss Party!
It's just red fruit. The rhythm of the legendary genuine and the gossip object is very dramatic. It is believed that this Weibo has a strong year-end gossip prize in the matching circle of the competition network.
Why did you name yourself when crossing the bridge rice noodles?
Listening to his tone, there is no feeling of being coquettish, coquettish, and pretending to be supportive, nor does it mean to deliberately talk back and deliberately look at his jokes. Very straightforward, very neat, not kidding.
If he is paired with an old and transparent fan like himself, he is far from attracting fans with the great god. Not only can he not create a topic, increase popularity, and may even offend the great and be pinched by the black people. Humble. In the current atmosphere of the cute cp cute in the circle, there is no advantage for him.
"I really don't understand ..." Qi Qi shook her head in confusion.
The last time he was slashed by Weibo on Weibo, he felt that this person wouldn't make a deal, which is now even more elusive. Suddenly he wanted to talk about life with this noodle-crossing noodle.
"Yunnan Bridge Noodles?"
Shen Yan has been silently staring at the content on the screen, and only then did she read the id lightly, her eyes flicked, and she seemed to think a little more in her eyes.
Shen Yan witnessed the noisy and noisy fans crossing the bridge rice noodles in the first installment, and asked him to replace him.
So the current development must be particularly weird, and besides ... Shen Yan is now standing beside him as an official "boyfriend".
"I don't have any personal contact with this person, really." Qi Qi blurted out, suddenly realizing the tension in his tone, worrying that it would become darker and darker.
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at his eagerness to explain, he couldn't help laughing lightly.
"I believe in you," the four words are a strong needle, and the rest is just a simple supplement. "No matter how you decide, I support it. So, feel free to handle it according to your own wishes."
The author has something to say: This chapter is so long ... Everyone should look at it as a two-pointer, to make up for the pain of the next few days ..._: з∠_
This week is so busy that I can finally take a breath and resume my previous update rhythm.
Regarding the arrangement of the competition schedule, there is a discrepancy between the timetable I currently wrote and the timetable I wrote before.
After reading everyone's comments, I realized that the difference between who attacked and who suffered this article is so serious? ? Sure enough, my style of being insidiously indistinguishable has continued to this day ... Shen Yan is really attacking, although Qi Po seems to be getting more and more attacked, but I think he is still a little worse than Shen Yan in terms of mental toughness.
In the previous chapter, I actually wanted to write the feeling on the cover image. Although the result seems to be different at the end ... As for the disappointed students who ca n’t see the meat, I am very sorry, but I feel that this development is more in line The situation at that time and the personality of the two were probably my own logical way of thinking. I think that if you are really touched by the character's feelings, no matter what kind of opponent drama will be happy for them.
Finally, I know that each chapter is so long, but everyone estimates that it can be finished in less than five minutes. If possible, would you like to invite everyone to leave a message, at least one sentence is to discuss the story itself? ? Because after all, the writer writes so many words, mainly want to read the post-reading feeling, of course, the reminder can continue to remind, and the author can continue to beat, as long as leaving a sentence for the plot and the two protagonists themselves.
Thank you for your support to the author who is unstable in three dimensions and unfortunately encountered a bottleneck period! ≧ 3 ≦