Chapter 62:

Qi Qi never thought about it.
I have n’t thought about it in the past, and probably wo n’t be in the future ... if Shen Yan did n’t ask him that way.
After a long silence, no answer was finally given.
"I think you should talk to your family again."
Shen Yan answered this question for him when they sat down to eat together.
In front is a spacious black mahogany dining table, family style; and the table is neatly arranged with Shen Yan ’s reheated four dishes and one soup, all home-cooked dishes-there is no more suitable time than now. This scene has a more appropriate background to talk about "home".
Qi Qi stopped the chopsticks in her hand. He silently put the half of the dishes back into the bowl and sighed: "Shen Yan, I know you are out of good intentions, but ... if it is so easy to communicate, I will not cut off contact with them for so many years. "
Qi Qin is a good talker with a soft temper and patience.
In this way, he would choose to leave that year. It must have reached the point of being intolerable, so he had to do so.
Shen Yan's chopsticks also stopped, not knowing whether to continue.
To embarrass Qi Qi was the last thing he wanted to do. Moreover, Qi Qi had just experienced a huge emotional ups and downs today, and he couldn't bear to make it worse.
"I see ... Let's eat first." He whispered.
In addition to language comfort, Shen Yan also reached out and gently stroked her hair on the temple, rubbing the hair there twice comfortably, with a gentle smile. This is his personal habitual movement, which has been cultivated in the hospital for many years. When he sees injured animals, he will calm them down a little bit.
Qi Qi once carefully observed Shen Yan's work, and naturally discovered this.
However, he did not expose it, but accepted such comforts quite frankly.
After all, there are only one person who can make him weak and let him lick a wound at ease ...
The meal time was pushed back two hours later than usual. When the two people packed up the tableware, the night was dark. After a day of filming, Qi Qi and the reunion with the man before, he was very tired both physically and mentally, hoping to take a shower and wash away those nasty memories and breath.
As always, Shen Yan unbuttoned his clothes and gently took off his shirt.
Qi Qi was about to raise her left arm, and asked Shen Yan to help him withdraw the sleeve. But suddenly he felt a dull pain and couldn't help but "sigh" and take a breath.
Shen Yan was stunned for a while, frowning: "Are you injured?"
While talking, he anxiously supported his left hand, fully supporting the weight in his hand, and he was not allowed to move.
"No, there's no problem with the fracture, it's just the pain above it." Qi Qi shook her head. I just didn't need to raise my arm, but now I'm making movements and I realize that the position close to my shoulder is sore and numb. "That guy has been holding it when he threatened me. It should only be temporary pain. Don't worry."
His tone was as light as possible, but Shen Yan did not feel relieved, still frowning, and silently looked at his upper arm.
By looking closely at the indoor lights, you can still see a little trace of being strangled.
In addition to the left arm, the right wrist is also.
Although it does not seem to cause any harm on the surface, things are often not as easy as they seem. What's more, this kind of thing could not have been easy.
"Did that ... do you treat you?"
I haven't asked the question about exporting. Before Qi Qi's mental state was still unstable, he didn't want to ask, but at this moment he really couldn't suppress it.
Qi Qi stunned slightly and raised her head to meet Shen Yan's eyes.
There was also anxiety in his eyes, but he didn't blame himself—Qi Qi was very grateful for such thoughtfulness, so frankness became less difficult.
"Have."
Shen Yan stopped breathing when he heard the word, but Qi Qin smiled and shook his head gently, pressing his right hand on the back of his hand, adding in a low voice: "But I didn't succeed, I hid."
Shen Yan held her for a moment, her eyelids blinked, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Qi Qi silently observed his every move. In fact, any topic about his predecessor is very sensitive to the people he is interacting with. He is afraid that Shen Yan will be offensive to this, but he does not want to hide it-he wants their relationship to be based on honesty rather than lies .
However, Shen Yan's hand was gently placed on his shoulder from beginning to end, and he could not feel any negative emotions. So he took a step forward slowly, and the two were almost close to each other.
"Shen Yan ... Do you mind if I have a past?"
Not only tonight, but also all the past that I didn't want to mention again.
"No," Shen Yan heard the anxiety in his words, then smiled slightly, then sighed, "I just don't want to see you continue to be hurt by him."
Anyone will have a past that he does not want to reveal, and he is no exception.
Those past events that don't want Qi to know will come to him one day, only sooner or later. Therefore, I understand Qi Qi's thoughts at this time, how to compare my heart with my heart, and how to spread salt on the wound.
"I want to cherish our relationship, so I want to make it clear." Qi Chen lowered her head, and it took a long time before she answered with a dull nasal voice.
"I know." He knew this from the beginning.
"Your idea is very important to me." Another sentence.
"I know."
The simple three words ironed Qi Qi's pimples in her heart for a long time, and the tingling sensation gradually disappeared, and her heart only felt full. It can be trusted by those who value it more than any other way of comfort.
"Then tonight ... would you like to be my warm bag?" Once the repressed thoughts calmed down, I wanted to be a little coquettish. "I'm probably a little bit cold."
After talking, he shrank his shoulders deliberately and pretended to be cold.
Shen Yan couldn't help laughing, whispered: "Okay, then you go to take a bath first, I'll help you make the bed."
Late autumn, night, cool down.
When these three things came together, Qi Qi's desire for warmth deepened.
The quilt is warm and right, but what he wants is a warmer existence than the quilt-and after that existence laid the futon for him, he automatically took out the hair dryer, and he was pressed onto the chair just out of the bathroom, carefully Dry your hair dry, and then stuff it into the quilt.
"You come too." Qi Chen said softly.
The slight warmth brought by the hot water on his body hadn't dissipated, his skin was a little reddish, and the hair tips were still wet, appearing darker and softer than usual.
In the face of such a person, hearing such a sentence, Shen Yan is difficult to find a reason for rejection.
What's more ... he had no intention of refusing.
"Are you going to sleep?" Shen Yan asked in a low voice before passing, "If yes, I will go out the lights first."
"Not yet. I want to finish reading the original book that I haven't finished reading during the day." It's still early, Qi Qi intends to complete today's original plan and bring back the pace of life disrupted by the man. He said, while raising the pillow on the head of the bed, slightly bending his eyes and shaking the phone towards Shen Yan, "If you have nothing to do, can you stay with me?"
Shen Yan nodded.
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However, he turned off the main lamp in the bedroom, leaving only a lamp on the bedside table. The faint warm light was not particularly bright, but reading was enough.
Originally just sitting side by side with Qi Po just like yesterday, but just covered with a quilt, Qi Po moved her body to lean over and even got into his arms. Shen Yan opened his arms naturally to accept him, gently embraced from behind, and let him lie on his chest to read the text.
The endless black outside the window.
In the old city, all the sounds are silent, but the bodhi tree downstairs rustles in the wind, but it is also peaceful.
From the outside, they can only see a boxy window. The window glass is stained with light and it is dim. Among the countless windows around it, it is particularly bright and has a special sense of home; From the inside, their world is limited to a small area by the light, but it is very warm and comfortable-just allow the two hearts to depend on each other.
Qi Qi is reading the article.
Shen Yan didn't see anything, ten fingers clasped on Qi Po's abdomen, hugged him firmly, closed his eyes and smelled Qi Qi's body-the sweet taste after bathing, whether it was not dry or not He has all his hair, or his side neck that has been rubbed past his nose.
Don't want others to smell it.
I don't want to own it for others.
Embracing without leaving any gaps is a gesture and feeling that no one else can intervene. In this way, even if you just sit quietly for an hour or two, Shen Yan feels satisfied.
I do n’t know how long it took. The man in his arms put down his phone and said softly,
I ’m done.

"Yes," Shen Yan recovered, smiling gently. "It's not too late, but you should sleep early if you are so tired. Take a good rest."
After all, he drew his hand to turn off the lamp on the nightstand.
At this time, Qi Chen suddenly and silently clasped his wrist and slowly pulled back in front of him, without letting him turn off the lights, or mean to lie down: "Wait ... I want to see your hand."
Look at the hand.
Such a unique request before going to bed made Shen Yan startled.
When he saw Qi Zhen really spread his palm, he didn't take a serious look and couldn't help but smile slightly: "What's wrong, what do you want to see?"
"Palmistry." Qi Qin seemed to be closer than before, completely delivering himself to him like a chilling animal, warming his arms. Extend an index finger and draw slowly from the outside to the inside along the line that extends under his little finger, with a low voice, "Your emotional line ... is thin and long."
"So, what does that stand for?" Shen Yan painted by him, gently resting his chin on Qi Xi's shoulder, as a loyal listener.
"On behalf of you are a long-term love, and the feelings are delicate."
When Qi Qi said, her fingertips stopped at the very end of the emotional line, where she slowly rubbed a few times, itchy. Shen Yan subconsciously gathered his five fingers, leaving Qi Qi's hand gently inside.
Qi Qi didn't pull away, letting him hold without moving.
"Then, do you think I am?" He asked with a smile.
"Yes," the man in his arms seemed to be laughing. After laughing, his voice sank. "It's only sometimes ... not only not delicate, but also very slow."
Shen Yan froze for a moment.
"For example?" He admitted that he was sometimes stupid and didn't understand the meaning of Qi Qi.
Qi Qi didn't speak, and passed quietly for a long time. When Shen Yan thought he was asleep in his arms, he suddenly opened his mouth, smiling and sighing.
"For example ... I've been rubbing in your arms for so long, you haven't made any movements-isn't it dull?"
Yes, Shen Yan is very slow.
If he was n’t so dull, he should be able to detect the slight tremor in his hand when he said this, and he should know it when his palm was so tense that he was sweating.
The statement did not bring fire, but a small cluster of sparks igniting the fire.
This is all you can do.
And Shen Yan can do more.
If that fire ... really burned.
Suddenly the body sank, as if falling into a cotton field, the back fell on a light and soft bedding, and the back of the neck was firmly supported by a person's arm, lying on the bed.
The bedside lamp still emits a thin light.
But the light disappeared for a moment in his eyes, because the man had turned over and slowly leaned down from above to cover him. The moment the two foreheads met, he heard his name. The low voice of the man was similar to pleading, gently calling: "Qi Qi--"
The fire is on.
Because it was obviously burnt sound, dry and hot.
His heart was pounding, and he answered indifferently: "Well."
"Qi Qi," Shen Yan called him for the second time. His face in the backlight showed a trace of pain, and his fingers shook his face with a slight tremor. Every word said, the breath will burn him once, "You just encountered that kind of thing today ... will you be afraid?"
Afraid.
What was scared was not Shen Yan's closeness. On the contrary, he was afraid of his distance—other than that, Qi Qi didn't know what she was afraid of.
"If you're worried about my fear, then let my mind go blank, and nothing can be considered." He lowered his eyes and rested his right hand unconsciously on the side of his cheek. Even if it ’s only a moment, even if he ’s deceiving himself, he still wants to cover the red-hot area under his eyes with his hands, but he ca n’t hide the hoarseness of his voice. All right."
In a word, the right hand was suddenly grabbed by Shen Yan and pulled away.
You can't even cover yourself up. You can only close your eyes and look away from the pillow.
Not looking, it doesn't mean that he couldn't feel it when the kiss fell to the side of his neck. In fact, not only did he feel, his body even trembled slightly, he couldn't help raising his head, and gave a light breath.
"Shen Yan ..."
"Qi Qi ..." Shen Yan responded in a low voice.
Whether he can make him blank, he has no way of knowing.
Maybe before the other person loses his ability to think, the person who does this thing can't think of anything. Everything is to be given to instinct, to the hands that ask for body temperature on the other side, and to those who are eager to take more kisses.
Qi Qi's right hand did not seem to have any strength, and quietly followed his movements on the pillow. People seem very weak.
When Shen Yan gently kissed his throat, he only struggled symbolically, opening his eyes halfway while panting, looking at the roof in a trance.
Did not speak.
No shouting.
Because he had to admit that Shen Yan's kiss was very comfortable.
Even though it is no longer comforting, but with a little hard to restrain, it is still very comfortable. He is willing to accept all this, as long as Shen Yan wants to continue.
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