I Heard You Like Me Too

"The driver I sent should have already arrived there. You can go down and wait for him after you pack up your things. I entrusted the nurse to watch over Qi Yan's side."

Qin Zhan nodded, hung up the phone, and before he picked up his bag, he saw Qi Yan walking outside with his shoes on.

"Qi, Qi Yan?" Qin Zhan asked him suspiciously.

He stopped and put his mobile phone in his pocket: "I'm going to change clothes, and I'll go with you later."

His voice was still hoarse, like quicksand.Although it is basically good in the near future, it still has a certain impact on the sound.

The air outside is always not as clean as in the ward, so Qin Zhan stopped him and said, "Your illness is not fully recovered yet, why don't you stay in the ward for now?"

Qi Yan raised his chin slightly: "I'm tired of staying in the hospital all the time, there are other places if I don't go with you, I'll just wear a mask."

Qin Zhan hurriedly picked up the bag: "Then please go with me."

Qi Yan curled his lips slightly, turned around and went into the bathroom to change clothes, and put on his black mask by the way.

The driver is a middle-aged uncle who likes to listen to the songs of Legend of Phoenix.When the two went downstairs, a phone call came in, and the suddenly raised voice was particularly harsh in the almost silent nursing home, and Qi Yan almost staggered when he heard it.

The driver smiled sheepishly, switched on the phone and walked aside.

Qi Yan got into the car first, Qin Zhan put the bag in the middle, and then got into the car, and he put the bag on his lap.

Qin Zhan was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly beat a little faster.

This subconscious action has always been Qi Yan's habit. From school to now, his schoolbag must be placed on his lap. When he wants to play with his mobile phone, he rests his chin on the bag and puts his hands through the shoulder straps. It looks like a curled snail.

But most of the time he doesn't bring a schoolbag, so every time he takes it is Qin Zhan's.

This little tacit understanding dedicated to the two is like sugar sticking to the heart, melting away bit by bit, sweet and sticky, making it unforgettable.

Qin Zhan closed the door carefully, praying that Qi Yan didn't realize what he was doing, but in fact, Qi Yan did so on purpose.

If Qin Zhan refuses, he should forget it. If Qin Zhan doesn't refuse, then he still has some chances.

The air was quiet, and Qi Yan lazily leaned against him with his bag in his arms, like a half-dead soldier wearing a mask all the time, the driver only thought he might be a manager or something, so he only greeted Qin Zhan when he came up .

Qi Yan is not annoyed, it's good if he doesn't know each other anyway.

Halfway through the car, he felt his phone vibrate, Qi Yan called up the page, and saw that it was Qin Zhan who sent him a message.

[This time I went to Dulan to shoot the cover of a magazine, and said it was a shoot for all newcomers. 】

Qi Yan nodded. He also took pictures of this when he was a newcomer, but the person in charge was too obviously gay, which made him not have a good impression at all.

And the person in charge especially likes Qin Zhan, an innocent boy who looks like he just came out of school.

Qi Yan rubbed his teeth and reminded him kindly.

[Be more famous later, don't just laugh when you see people. 】

……

Qin Zhan blinked, inexplicably said? ?

[By the way, if he asks you for WeChat or QQ later, don’t give any contact information. 】

Qin Zhan: [Will you not cooperate in the future? 】

Qi Yan: [No, I have never seen a star who collaborated with them for the second time. 】

Qin Zhan nodded.

The front-view mirror flashed, and the driver raised his hand to adjust the angle. His eyes swept across the two people in the back seat from the mirror, and then slowly moved back.