The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

When he woke up, Qi Jiu was still holding Yan Shiqing's clothes.

The opponent's arm rested on his waist, and the palm was very hot, and it fell on the waist.

As if being bitten by ants, the numbness spread from there to the whole body.

Qi Jiu was still in a trance, and kept curling up, slowly connecting the cause and effect of why Yan Shiqing came back, and why he slept on the same bed with himself.

And belatedly feel ashamed.

With messy hair on his head, he bowed his head stiffly, anxiously trying to smooth out the folds that he had pulled out from the corner of Yan Shiqing's clothes.

This was completely useless, the fabric shrank back quickly, and almost woke up Yan Shiqing.

The other party slept a little deeper this time, his eyelashes flickered a few times, and felt that Qi Jiu's movements hugged him even tighter: "...sleep a little longer."

Embarrassed at being late, Qi Jiu pushed Yan Shiqing's chest awkwardly, trying to distance himself from him: "You go to sleep, let me get up and make you breakfast?"

His strength was not strong, like a cat scratching, so Yan Shiqing pulled it up and put it around his neck, entangled for a long time before opening his eyes, and said vaguely: "...turn your face and deny it."

Qi Jiu didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." He was fully awake in a few words, Xu Xu held Qi Jiu's hand and put it on his temple, half-opened his eyes and asked, "When did you start to be afraid of rain?"

Qi Jiu froze, and hooked his head under the blanket again, keeping his head silent.

He was not very willing to expose some embarrassing moments, and he was exposed in front of his ex-boyfriend, so that now he only feels embarrassed when he thinks about it, and wants to get into the other person's mind and delete this memory.

His whole body was covered with a thin powder, and he hugged his head in embarrassment.

After Yan Shiqing realized Qi Jiu's evasion, he didn't ask any more questions, but changed his words again: "Call me when you can't sleep in the future."

Qi Jiu muttered in a low voice, and explained very palely: "Actually...calling can't solve the problem very much."

He raised his head cautiously to look at Yan Shiqing, his eyeballs were round but the end of his eyes drooped, looking at the pitiful one.

Yan Shiqing stared at him for a long while: "It's not a phone call."

He retorted slowly: "Call me and ask me to come back quickly to help you solve it."

Qi Jiu always felt that this sentence was weird, and he tilted his head to poke secretly.

He had a premonition that entanglement with this topic would only lead him further and further in a strange direction, so he simply scratched his head, and quickly turned over and got out of bed when Yan Shiqing was relaxing.

The sun was shining brightly outside the bedroom, and the sun made my eyes sore, and I slept until the sun was up.

When Qi Jiu opened the curtain, he was stunned for a long time, his raised hair dangling in the air, and then he remembered to ask: "You left temporarily yesterday, won't Teacher Zhou tell you?"

Yan Shiqing turned his face to the screen with a smirk, and quickly adjusted when he turned to Qi Jiu: "I'm being scolded."

He pressed the voice one by one, and when he clicked on a certain one, he paused and asked Qi Jiu, "Did you book a restaurant for tonight?"

"I ordered daily food." Qi Jiu replied honestly, "Teacher Zhou probably arranged for the paparazzi to take pictures, but since you all..."

"Go." Yan Shiqing interrupted him, suddenly regained his energy, got up and was swept away, and said with certainty.

"It's a date."

Qi Jiu forced a smile and wanted to explain, but couldn't speak.

After all, there is no excuse for picking up the airport, and the two of them can be called a date when they travel together to buy food, let alone go to such a place with a unique atmosphere and an ambiguous environment.

In the end, Qi Jiu had to stand with Yan Shiqing on the grounds that "the money was spent", and negotiate what clothes to wear so that it can be seen that this is a couple's trip without being too deliberate.

In the end, they wore casual clothes of the same color, and Qi Jiu was sporty. Before leaving, Yan Shiqing stopped him, and ordered the pair of "fake shoes" in the corner: "Why don't you wear them?"

Qi Jiu didn't know how to explain it to him, and tilted his head to find an excuse: "Well... because you don't like it?"

He had an ambiguous attitude, and was in a hurry to pull Yan Shiqing out in order to turn the page quickly, so he failed to notice that there was something wrong with the other's eyes for a moment.

However, when he actually sat on the tatami, Qi Jiu felt a little embarrassed again.

The tuna was delicious, and the restaurant was very quiet, but he and Yan Shiqing were shrouded in a strange silence. In such a comfortable and pleasant environment, they were so embarrassed that they could find three rooms and one living room.

Qi Jiu didn't think this would work, so he coughed twice and was about to forcefully find some topics to break the atmosphere, but Yan Shiqing spoke first:

"I heard from Liu Yaoliu that you got the role in her play."

"Yes." Qi Jiu couldn't help but sit up straighter, "...But it's not the male lead."

The two of them paused briefly after speaking, and the air became quiet again.

This is actually not a suitable topic to carry on at the dinner table, but Yan Shiqing paused for a moment, then continued: "Why didn't you tell me?"

It was a very ordinary tone, with a slight dip in the end, but Qi Jiu unexpectedly heard a bit of voice-over, and I don't know if it was grievance or anger.

Qi Jiu was speechless, his eyes slowly swept across Yan Shiqing's chin, and then slowly fell to the crack of the ground.

Two days ago, the casting director specially called him, saying that there is a better candidate for the role of the male lead, but the male lead brother is very suitable for him, and he added something like "the temperament is very clean", "it is more suitable for this role", etc. rhetoric.

Qi Jiuzheng was terrified, but at the same time felt at a loss.

He is very contented, but he is also very disturbed. He can't tell whether this is the result he won, or the role that the director has assigned to him because of Yan Shiqing's shame.

He wanted to tell himself not to underestimate himself, but because of his lack of self-confidence, he was a little timid even when he was happy. After repeating this for two days, Qi Jiu decided to take this opportunity to put his words on the bright side.

He put down his chopsticks, raised his head and looked at Yan Shiqing, with a suitable smile, looking graceful.

But he was pinching his thumbs with his hands under the table, waiting for his heart to stop beating so hard before asking, "Mr. Yan, why did you ask for an audition for me?"

Yan Shiqing corrected him calmly first: "My name is Yan Yan."

"...Yanyan."

"Because I promised you." He was a little satisfied, and began to explain slowly, "And you deserve it."

There was no happiness as imagined, only panic that struck into the brain like lightning.

Qi Jiu raised his hand and pinched his earlobe quickly, trying to suppress the itching on the tip of his ear: "But, I—"

"I..." Qi Jiu muttered, and found that saying this sentence was far more difficult than imagined.

What am I?

He thought dully, I am not worthy, I may not be able to, I will let you down?

The corners of Qi Jiu's eyes were hot, and the sudden overwhelming emotion overwhelmed his decency.

He breathed hard, gasped for breath, and used his hands to hold the clothes at the hem, trying to get more oxygen so that he wouldn't suffocate.

Yan Shiqing noticed his abnormality, but he didn't interrupt him, and followed his own words with an unusually cold attitude:

"It's not just me who thinks you're worth it. Since the director gave you the role, it means they think so too."

"I didn't interfere with the casting, and I shouldn't interfere." He said calmly, "In all fairness, I don't want more people to see you, I want to monopolize you."

When he said this, he didn't pause at all. He didn't know if it was because he had already prepared his speech, or it was too easy for him to think about it now: "But I want you not to hate me."

"I don't know what you were trying to say just now, and I don't understand why you have such thoughts of inferiority."

Qi Jiu trembled all over for a moment.

... Yan Shiqing really doesn't know anything, he really can't speak, and he doesn't understand the occasion at all.

How could he expose such a sensitive reality to a person with such a delicate mind so recklessly.

Qi Jiu buried his head on the table, but he didn't notice it himself.

He didn't even notice when he looked away, when he was about to cry.

His hands and feet were suddenly tied up by the visceral emotions that were open to him, and Qi Jiu felt like a freshwater fish that had been forcibly thrown into the deep sea.

Obviously it wasn't his problem, but Qi Jiu still lowered his head, pinching from fingertips to tiger's mouth, sad and helpless, like a child who made a mistake.

His breathing has long been disordered, and the raw fish sushi that entered his stomach was belatedly nauseated. Before his vision was completely blurred, he heard Yan Shiqing shout:

"Qi Jiu, look up at me."

So Qi Jiu raised his face reflexively.

In the dense field of vision, he bumped into Yan Shiqing's eyes blankly.

Focused, bright, like a polished obsidian.

Yan Shiqing's expression was serious, and even looked a little harsh, but his actions were inappropriately gentle.

——He stretched out his hand, gently brushed against Qi Jiu's hair, and then moved down to pass over the other's right eyelid, starting from the small mole, and rubbed it backwards, stroking away Qi Jiu's red spot in the corner of his eye with his fingertips , That broken silver tears.

His voice was unbelievably warm, and his thoughtfulness was completely unlike himself, as if he wanted to use this kind of behavior to crush fragility.

He told Qi Jiu word by word: "You are always worth it."