I Heard You Like Me Too

Maybe it's because I forgot, or maybe it's because I didn't touch the phone at all?

He was so guilty, he knew that he shouldn't have rejected him so forcefully, and he didn't go to him later.

Probably because I felt that I abandoned him, or because I was sad that I didn't respond to him.

When Qin Zhan recalled that period of time, his heart tightened a little.

It's no wonder that he doesn't reply to his message. If he was rejected in this way, it's impossible for him to go back, right?

Qin Zhan wanted to cry but had no tears, the hand holding the phone was tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again.

After a long silence, Qin Zhan found a seat and sat down, took a few deep breaths into the phone, and dialed Qi Yan's number.

He dialed the gap and thought of one thing.

Qin Zhan didn't know what was written on the note, but what if there was any important information written on the note?

Although he didn't feel that such a short English could provide any information, the sudden panic also made him think of something irresistibly.

On the other side, when Qi Yan was sitting in the car waiting for the traffic light, he couldn't help but think of something.

He unconsciously touched the necklace he had just put on, and his expression slowly froze.

Mr. Qi is such a strict person, he said that Qin Zhan is his grandson, how could he let others know that Qi Yan is his real grandson?

And the pastor's language is not fluent, and he has never met himself, so how does he know his relationship with the two?

He quickly tore off the necklace.I squeezed it hard, and sure enough, I found a red locator under the stone.

Qi Yan threw the damaged tracker out of the car, just passed the light, and stepped on the accelerator to drive forward.

He circled around, parked the car in an imperceptible location, and walked to the main entrance of the church.

After walking a few steps, I saw several people running out of the church in a hurry.

Qi Yan dodged to the side and saw the pastor finally come out.

The pastor had already changed his clothes, holding the box in his hand, and said with a tsk: "I didn't expect to find it quite quickly."

Qi Yan secretly clutched the piece of amber tightly, and vaguely thought of something in his mind.

The death of the parents was indeed not simple.

And if you say that, Grandpa has already discovered something is wrong, so... so!

Qi Yan's eyes suddenly sank.

He quickly reached into his pocket, but it was too late.

The moment he turned off the vibration, the pastor heard the voice coming towards him.

Qi Yan took a few steps back slowly, stepped on something on his foot, and rolled on the ground with a crash.

He glanced sideways and found that it was a wooden stick, so he rushed to pick it up and faced the priest directly.

"You lied to me." He said in a low voice.

The pastor didn't feel any surprise when he saw him: "We meet again."

Qi Yan took a look at him, saw a bulge in his waist, and his face became more and more blue: "Who the hell are you and what do you want to do?"

The pastor tilted his head and smiled lazily: "Of course we are here to take you back. We have waited for so many years, and we will not let you go easily."

"What exactly are you trying to do?" Qi Yan took two steps back slowly, scanning the surroundings with his peripheral vision.

There are shops all around. If there is a fight here, it should attract the attention of others. No matter how bold he is, he shouldn't be so bold.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan was relieved a lot.

"It's very simple. Give us back what your parents took away and belong to us. Otherwise, none of you will survive."

Qi Yan frowned: "What?"

"You don't need to know what it is, you just need to give me back what doesn't belong to you, and that's fine."

Qi Yan laughed: "But I don't know what it is, how do I know if it belongs to me?"

He shook the wooden stick in his hand: "My Qi family doesn't have much money, there are a lot of things in the house, and the things I have seen or haven't seen can be piled up in several rooms. Do you want things that belong to me? Then I really can't find it."

"You can't find it?" The pastor narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Then Qin Zhan, he should be able to find it."

When Qi Yan heard this, he froze: "He knows?"

"If he doesn't know, how can he become the eldest grandson of the Qi family?" The pastor suddenly turned hard, "Take it for me!"

As soon as the voice fell, a bunch of people poured out from all directions.

Qi Yan's back tightened suddenly.

He made a big mistake.

Sometimes crowded places are not safe, but just an illusion created by them to make you feel at ease.

Qi Yan grasped the wooden stick tightly again, and when the wind sounded close to his ears, he quickly blocked it with his backhand...

****

Looking at the dark screen, Qin Zhan fell into a moment of confusion again.

It's over, Qi Yan won't even answer the phone now.

Qin Zhan kept comforting himself that Qi Yan was filming abroad, so he didn't have time to answer the phone, but the more he comforted him, the faster his heart beat.

Qin Zhan couldn't help it, called Xia Yin and asked for P's number.

Suffering from having no food to write recently: "...?"

"Yes, that's right, I want to ask Qi Yan's agent's phone number, and... what's his name."

P leaned back on the back of the chair, and put his other hand on the keyboard to type quickly.

"You want to find him... is there something?"

Qin Zhan said: "I wanted to find Qi Yan, but he seemed to have something to do and he never answered my calls."

"Probably on the set." P stopped what he was doing, took the mouse to move the cursor to a certain point, and pressed the action.

"Well, I guess it's the same, but... I forgot to tell him some things before, I think, I want to talk to him in person, I don't know if I can..."

P frowned, and whispered, "How could this be?"

Qin Zhan didn't hear clearly, and quickly asked, "Excuse me, what did you just say?"

She recovered and said, "It's nothing. His manager has something to do recently. I gave him a vacation. I'll just go and ask him. If I have a question, I'll contact you."

P paused, then continued: "If you have anything to do, it's best to wait for him to come back, or I can convey it to you."

Qin Zhan was a little confused, so: "Why?"

"Because he's not taking an ordinary script, don't worry, he won't have any problems there. The phone should also be available at any time."

She said that, at least it made Qin Zhan feel relieved.

"Then... well, if possible, please tell Qi Yan for help, and ask him to call me back as soon as possible, thank you."

P's aunt smiled, took the initiative to cut off the phone, and said softly: "Of course, I still want candy."

Then he put down the phone, regained his solemn expression, quickly typed a code on the keyboard, and sent it to a certain mailbox.

After finishing this part, P was slightly relieved.