The male god said he was straight

After being watched by He Xiao for a while, Shen Shaojie felt as if he would be ripped apart in the next second. He Xiao's eyes seemed to have substance. It feels almost instinctive.

After he finished speaking, he collapsed on the chair with heavy breathing, his back was dripping with cold sweat, and he was speechless for a long time.

He Xiao really wanted to kill Shen Shaojie, but Ling Chi's sharp eyes still did not look back, but at this moment, a man's voice came from the bluetooth headset, saying something to He Xiao.

He Xiao turned his head and face to the wooden door that was still closed by the wall behind him again, he knew who was outside the door.

At this time, outside the door, there seemed to be something buzzing in Qi Xia's mind, it was extremely chaotic and noisy.

He could no longer hear the voices in the room, and his feet could barely move. Qi Xia took a deep look at the wooden door with water marks on the paint, and turned around slowly, as if his body had been taken out of his soul, when he came towards him The road, step by step staggered back.

After touching for about half a minute, in the basement room, He Xiao heard the man send him a message through the earphone: "He has returned to the room."

As soon as those words fell, He Xiao's hand that was originally on his lap suddenly dropped, and then he stood up slowly.

He Xiao's tall body stood in the middle of the room, his eyes were completely calm, but the chilling feeling became more and more intense, and Shen Shaojie stared wide-eyed in horror opposite him.

Almost at the same time, He Xiao suddenly raised his leg and kicked Shen Shaojie's shoulder.

Shen Shaojie let out a cry of pain, and was knocked to the ground by He Xiao together with the chair. There was a crashing sound, and the sound of him crying and howling was left in the room.

He Xiao walked around the table and slowly walked up to him, "Your chance is exhausted."

Shen Shaojie was shivering from the pain, but he couldn't care less. He crawled over and hugged He Xiao's leg and began to scramble, "Don't send me out, I don't know, I really don't know. Whoever is related to my uncle hates Qi Xia the most, isn't that Wei Jingming? You go and kill him, why don't you go and kill him?"

He Xiao's eyes paused slightly, "What's the basis?"

Shen Shaojie cried and said, "I've always said that my uncle had empathized with Qi Xia before he passed away. You don't believe me..."

He Xiao said coldly: "Do you know what your uncle's last words are?"

Shen Shaojie stopped crying, and looked at He Xiao with a tearful face.

He Xiao glanced at Shen Shaojie in disgust, then turned and left.

The facts they found were that Mr. Shen lost his temper in the middle of the night, Qi Xia and Wei Jingming were not there at that time, and the last words were recorded by the patient himself by the doctor.

He Xiao had someone find that recording a few months ago. It was identified that there was no post-processing and it was indeed Teacher Shen himself. Teacher Shen's weak voice sounded intermittent.

He said: "I'm going there all the time, and in the end I fell into a eccentricity. In order to let Jing Ming live in peace, Qi Xia, the teacher chooses to be sorry for you, and also for you Uncle Qiao. You tell him for me."

Uncle Qiao is the one that Mr. Shen entrusted Qi Xia to hand over the private seal and the Luban lock magic box. What does this mean? Mr. Shen wanted to expose that fact on his deathbed, and in the end he would rather let Qi Xia and this Mr. Willing to trouble Wei Jingming.

Then it was explained that Wei Jingming was not threatened by that thing.

Of course, another interpretation is possible. The things Mr. Shen handed over to Qi Xia were originally related to Wei Jingming, and then betrayed them.

But if this is the case, it will not be seven years later when Wei Jingming wants to do something. That Mr. Qiao died in an air crash at that time, not man-made.

For a dead person, Wei Jingming should first remove the suspicion, otherwise how could He Xiao not regard him as the number one suspect for such a number one person.

But now Shen Shaojie said to He Xiao that Wei Jingming wanted to kill Qi Xia because of Teacher Shen's empathy, which sounds like a joke in the world.

Qi Xia and Wei Jingming are more important in Mr. Shen's heart, and a last sentence can't be more clear.

When He Xiao went upstairs, he was in a low mood, halfway through the stairs, he suddenly stopped walking. Maybe it was because the current situation was too turbulent, or maybe it was because he always hated Wei Jingming. He suddenly thought, is there a third interpretation possible for that last sentence? ?

But he couldn't allow He Xiao to stop where he was and think too much. Qi Xia just went up after hearing such words, and such an unbearable fact was suddenly torn in front of others. He Xiao was worried that he would stay alone in the room for too long.

He Xiao pushed the door open and entered the room, a rush of dryness and warmth came over his face.

Looking into the room from the corridor, Qi Xia was lying on his side on the bed with his back facing him, motionless.

The room was so quiet that it seemed that even the air stopped flowing. He Xiao knew that Qi Xia cared about that matter a lot, so it was a bad feeling not to mention it in his heart at the moment.

After standing there for a while, He Xiao walked lightly to the bed, took off his shoes and coat, and lay down next to Qi Xia.

Until he fell asleep, Qi Xia didn't make a single sound, and it looked like he was asleep from behind.

The facts in front of him couldn't be more clear, Qi Xia couldn't bear to communicate with him face to face, even if he heard him know it with his own ears, he still pretended not to notice it.

He Xiao hugged Qi Xia's body from behind, Qi Xia's hands and feet were still cold under the quilt.

He Xiao held his hand distressedly and covered it in his palm. Even if Qi Xia pretended to be asleep at this moment, he had to do something.

He Xiao didn't move for a long time, while Qi Xia's eyes were closed, and his heart was in a mess.

He was completely cold, as if he would never get hot again, all his senses were focused on the warmth transmitted from He Xiao's palms and body.

For a moment, Qi Xia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and used his utmost strength and his lifelong acting skills to slowly squirm his body pretending to be confused, and turned around in He Xiao's arms as if he was half asleep and half awake.

When turning around, Qi Xia opened his eyes sleepily.

Seeing this, He Xiao said in a timely manner, "Why did you wake up?"

One acting, one cooperating, Qi Xia didn't want He Xiao to know what happened just now, he had already heard it, so He Xiao pretended not to know.

But after all, she couldn't bear the words in her heart, Qi Xia said quietly: "I had a dream."

He Xiao asked: "What did you dream about?"

Qi Xia said, "Forgot."

Then there was a long silence, He Xiao couldn't bear to face the desolation in Qi Xia's eyes that was about to burst, so he had to hug him into his arms.

Qi Xia plunged his head into He Xiao's neck.

He Xiao's chin rested on the top of his head.

The light in the room was dim and warm yellow, probably because of the warmth that embraced his whole body, Qi Xia's nose was sour from the fumigation.

Qi Xia knew that He Xiao couldn't bear to bring it up in front of him, just like he had only endured the danger of a mental breakdown in one afternoon today, and He Xiao had been bearing it all by himself, and never told him clearly.

Qi Xia didn't know how He Xiao endured these things alone, just like at this moment, He Xiao knew the shocking truth, and still just hugged him, didn't ask him to hide it, and didn't even try it.

Everyone has the instinct to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, but He Xiao guards such a troublesome person carefully and stubbornly.

For a long time, Qi Xia looked up in He Xiao's arms and called He Xiao's name.

When he spoke again, his voice was a bit difficult, "Why did you choose me?"

He Xiao stopped rubbing his fingers on his cheeks, then lowered his head to focus on his eyes, "What is choice?"

There was a glint in Qi Xia's eyes, but he didn't make a sound.

He Xiao's expression became more serious, "If you like it, you will like it. How can you say you want to choose?"

Qi Xia was in a daze, her lips moved for a long while without uttering a single syllable, he knew what He Xiao meant, the love didn't know where it started, and it went deeper and deeper.

It was precisely because of this lack of knowledge that He Xiao shouldered the responsibility of what he should have been responsible for.

He never felt that being forced to have sex was his fault, but at this moment, in front of this powerful and affectionate man, Qi Xia suddenly felt that he was too small and incomplete to be worth mentioning.

He has never been so resentful as now, why can't he put all his perfection and completeness in the hands of this person.

Qi Xia buried her head in He Xiao's arms and said nothing more.

He Xiao hugged his body tightly, and pressed his head on his neck, "Everything will pass, I swear. You also have to cheer up, okay?"

Qi Xia firmly grabbed the front of He Xiao's shirt, nodded vigorously: "Okay."

In the middle of the night, the sound of waves outside the window came one after another.

They still did it that night, even though just after hearing that, Qi Xia felt inferior to her past in front of He Xiao, but He Xiao was very persistent.

When Qi Xia was turned over and pressed down on her head, her body had already reacted, but she somewhat resisted when she pushed He Xiao's chest with her palm.

He Xiao kissed his eyelids, and begged drunkenly and reverently: "Give it to me."

Qi Xia's heart was boiling with heat, and finally he couldn't hold it back, and quickly wrapped his arms around He Xiao's neck.

He Xiao sent himself into his body firmly but slowly, probably because his mood was depressed enough, afterward Qi Xia's reaction was more enthusiastic than usual.

At first, He Xiao was only expressing his attitude to appease him, but after that, he couldn't stop being teased.

They made love so frantically that it seemed like the whole world was turning upside down before their eyes.

When Qi Xia was rushed to the top, amidst Qi Xia's undisguised groans, He Xiao said hoarsely and obsessively: "You are my Qi Xia, my god."

No matter what happened, the morning light of the next day came as usual.

Early in the morning, the person who went to check the white building near the troupe yesterday replied to He Xiao, and he said on the phone: "The house has been unoccupied since the last tenant moved out in the middle of the year, and the owner is now abroad. "

When He Xiao heard this, the knot between his brows became tighter, which meant that someone broke into the door when the light flashed past yesterday, most likely for the purpose of spying on Qixia's surroundings.

Qi Xia stood beside him, buttoning up his buttons while observing his expression, and when He Xiao hung up the phone, he said cautiously: "It's not convenient, let's not go today."

Qi Xia himself is really a bit crazy about martyrdom, but if he wants to make He Xiao worry about him, he can consider temporarily putting aside the drama, after all, it will be more difficult to guarantee safety in future performances.

He Xiao has his own assessment of the safety factor, and he also knows how persistent Qi Xia is in his career, so he said, "It's okay to go out today, but if necessary, you must let go when you should, understand?"

Qi Xia nodded hurriedly, "Okay."

Qi Xia was active, but now he was the only one who was active. When they arrived at the troupe, there was only the old actor who played the role of the general in the rehearsal hall, and he was still carrying his coat and ready to leave. thing?"

The old opera bone said: "They didn't notify you? The theater troupe has been rehearsing their traditional dramas for the past ten days, and they have to perform during the festival. I'm also busy these days. No, it's a big festival. How can I give you Are you free?"

Qi Xia immediately understood that the actors who originally belonged to the troupe were performing traditional dramas, and the stars from the film and television side kept rushing in with various announcements on New Year's Day, so he was really the only one who pushed all the film appointments and promotional activities. was dropped.

Qi Xia and He Xiao looked at each other and said, "That's right, thank you."

Before leaving, the old opera bone said with a smile: "That year when you were injured in "Vertical and Horizontal", I told your teacher that no matter your enthusiasm or talent, you were born to eat this bowl of food. Take care of yourself." Dry."

He Xiao's eyes were originally looking out of the window, but when he heard this sentence, his eyes suddenly froze.

And Qi Xia was also taken aback, smiled reluctantly, subconsciously glanced at He Xiao, and clenched the hand in his pocket tightly.

He didn't know how long he would endure the secrecy about this matter.

On the way home, He Xiao was very silent. A terrible guess just surfaced in his mind.

But looking at Qi Xia, who was leaning on the back of the chair, facing a ten-day vacation, He Xiao tried his best to ignore the discomfort, and said, "Ten days free, go out for a walk?"

Qi Xia looked back in astonishment, "Is it possible?" Only then did he realize how much effort it would take He Xiao to go out with him.

He Xiao reached out to cover his hand and said, "It's the place where I lived when I was a child. Do you want to go and see it? It's summer there now."

Qi Xia was still a little hesitant, but He Xiao's attitude was very firm, "It's safer in China than you are now."

Going out to play can also avoid disasters by the way, so you have to go, Qi Xia originally felt that there was too much negative energy these days, after hearing He Xiao's words, he regained his spirits, "Okay."

He Xiao is a person with strong mobility, and some things have to be settled after they leave. Aside from the arrangement time, they set off on the next night, using He Mu's private jet.

But that night, Qiu Yanlin's child was born, a boy.

It was inconvenient for Qi Xia to go out, but the cousins ​​who are both only children have the same relationship as their own siblings, so He Xiao decided to accompany Uncle Xinke to go there at noon the next day.

Qiu Yanlin paid off other visitors to meet Qi Xia and He Xiao, even though she was still quite weak lying on the hospital bed.

Qi Xia watched the newborn nephew playfully, she didn't dare to hug her but teased her for a while, until the nanny took the baby away, Qiu Yanlin took out a document bag from under the pillow, and handed it to them, "You guys should take this back, I'll take it back now I don't have the energy to take care of this."

She said she had no energy, but in the end she still felt uneasy. It was the mine that He Xiao gave her.

He Xiao put his hands behind his back, his eyes darkened, and he didn't speak.

Qi Xia didn't know why, but immediately reached out to take it, opened it, and asked, "What is this?"

Qiu Yanlin smiled and said, "Someone offered me this in exchange for your freedom to act in dramas whenever you want for a few years. You haven't acted in vain for so many years, and you still have such a diehard fan."

Qi Xia was at a loss for a while.

And he felt bored to take back the things He Xiao sent out, so he took back the documents from Qi Xia, stepped forward and put them on the bedside table, and said, "Give it to my nephew as a meeting gift."

It is immediately clear who the die-hard fans are.

Qi Xia was immediately stunned.

On the way home, it took Qi Xia a long time to come back to his senses. He turned to look at He Xiao, "At that time, my sister agreed with me to act in a play. You used that mine to 'convince' her?"

He Xiao was afraid that he would be sad, so he said, "Maybe she also wants to follow your wishes and find a chance to step down."

Qi Xia said, "Why are you..."

"Because I want to see you act," He Xiao had nothing to hide, they were lovers in the first place.

He Xiao's eyes were burning: "Because I want you to do everything you want."

Qi Xia's eyes were filled with mist, and his lips murmured for a moment, but he couldn't say anything.

Always when he thinks he understands how much He Xiao cares for him, he then learns that He Xiao has done more than he thought.

He Xiao is the only one who supports his dream with all his strength.

Qi Xia is not a person who can handle the world well. He Xiao said that he gave the mine to his little nephew as a meeting gift, but he was in a daze for a moment and didn't stop him. Now it's too late to take it back.

Also, he is not a person who comes and goes, what He Xiao has done for him, he can only do his best to repay his sincerity.

So, when he went home to pack his things in the afternoon, He Xiao stood at the bedroom window holding a document and looked down.

Qi Xia came out of the cloakroom and walked all the way to He Xiao's side, with her hands behind her back.

He Xiao lowered his thick eyebrows, smiled at his mysterious look, "What's wrong?"

Qi Xia stretched out his hand with his back behind him, and the first thing he took out was an envelope, he said to He Xiao: "This is my account in several banks, you keep it, the password is my birthday written backwards."

He Xiao was stunned for a moment, his hands froze and did not move.

Qi Xia talked to himself and inserted the envelope into his palm.

Then he took out a document bag from behind, "Here are stocks and funds, you also keep them."

The file bag was so big and thick that He Xiao couldn't insert it in his hand, so Qi Xia had to insert it into the crook of his arm.

Then he pulled out a thicker and heavier bag from his back, "This is the real estate certificate."

The real estate certificate was also bent inside He Xiao's arm.

Qi Xia took out something again, "This is..."

He Xiao felt that this scene was a bit unreal, he seemed to see a herbivore holding all the food for the winter in front of him.

This is my pine cone... and this is my hazelnut...

Give you all.

After a long while, when Qi Xia finished digging out his belongings, He Xiao's hands and arms were full of things. He made a pile of things, and picked up a paper bag that fell on the ground. He couldn't help laughing and said to Qi Xia: "These Take everything out, what do you use to support me? No, when did you bring these over there?"

Qi Xia said: "Didn't you tell me to bring all the important things with me when I came out last time?"

He Xiao was startled again: "..." He was really obedient.

Qi Xia turned his eyes to the window, and said uncomfortably: "We will live together in the future, and you will keep them."

He Xiao pretended to be serious and said, "Are you not afraid that I will be swept away by you?"

Qi Xia immediately interrupted him, "You won't."

He Xiao's eyes were fixed and he didn't speak.

Qi Xia said: "You are the person I can trust the most besides my parents."

His expression was very solemn: "You are my lover and my best friend, and you are the only person in this world who will not hurt me."

As he spoke, he nodded again, emphasizing earnestly: "Yes, not before, and never in the future."

He Xiao put the things aside, raised his hands to support Qi Xia's shoulders, "Qi Xia."

But Qi Xia suddenly lowered his eyes and said: "There is something I have to confess to you. You have the right to know. I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I think it's better for me to say it clearly than to make others vague and make you uncomfortable."

He Xiao had a premonition of what he was going to say, and his hands on his shoulders tightened slightly.

Qi Xia's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and after a while, as if he finally mustered up his courage, he raised his eyes to look directly at He Xiao, and said, "Yes, I was indeed violated."

Even though he had a premonition, He Xiao's eyes suddenly darkened after hearing him say it himself.

But no one can stop Qi Xia's frank determination, his eyes flickered, "But please believe me, this is definitely not my intention, I was drugged and I couldn't move, this is my lifelong shame, All my life I will remember September [-]th eight years ago..."

He Xiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning, the cold stiffness instantly sealed his limbs along the blood vessels, and permeated his whole body.

Qi Xia stood opposite him, her eye circles were faintly red, "Do you know why I don't like "The Young Eagle"?"