The blood vessels on one side of the temple pulled the whole head to throb and hurt, Xia Shaoqian sat down on the sofa, clenching his fist and punching his forehead: "Headache..."
Cheng Yan panicked, quickly took out aspirin and poured water, subdued Xia Shaoqian, helped him to lie down again, and rubbed his forehead. Xia Shaoqian had occasional headaches in the past, but never had such a severe attack. Cheng Yan saw that his eyes were closed and his breathing became heavy. He felt worried, and asked in a low voice while massaging, "Is it better?"
The headaches come in waves, and after ten minutes, this wave of pain has been relieved a lot, but Xia Shaoqian kept silent.
"Mr. Xia...how is it? It still hurts?" Cheng Yan's voice became more and more anxious, with a hint of guilt.
Xia Shaoqian's unknown anger finally calmed down a bit.
Cheng Yan suddenly remembered that his grandfather had been suffering from severe headaches before the onset of cerebral hemorrhage, and he suddenly became frightened: "Is there a blood pressure monitor? What if the blood pressure is too high..."
Xia Shaoqian suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him: "I don't have high blood pressure!" As soon as he spoke in anger, the second wave of headache came again, and the feeling was only worse than before. Seeing his pale and stern face, Cheng Yan tried his best to endure, fearing that he would say something that would irritate him again, so he could only comfort him silently.
Afterwards, Cheng Yan applied hot compresses and massages for him, and after more than an hour of tossing, Xia Shaoqian returned to his room and fell asleep in a daze.
When he fell asleep, Cheng Yan just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, seeing that he was sleeping soundly, then went out of the room and fell asleep on the sofa, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
When he played Ouyang Zhiyi as a matchmaker, it was a year after graduation, and it was also a year after he broke up with his first love boyfriend. He was just 23 years old, and the blow of breaking up with him was already very weak, and he was only thinking about his career.
Ouyang Zhiyi is like his dream, in fact Ouyang Zhiyi is like everyone's dream.
At that time, Cheng Yan wondered if Ouyang Zhiyi had a perpetual motion machine, because he always looked radiant, cheerful and enthusiastic. Who doesn't like this kind of person
Cheng Yan's first love is also a person with a cheerful personality, but in the end he left the circle feeling disappointed. Ouyang Zhiyi went even further. Taller, more handsome, more vigorous, like a fish in water in this circle.
At first Cheng Yan felt that his liking for Ouyang had not crossed the line - he could tell that Ouyang was straight.
But suddenly one day, Ouyang said to him in private: "I like other people to have special feelings for me, that proves that I am special."
Cheng Yan didn't know how he noticed it, but he was flattered. Although I warned myself not to fantasize too much, I still couldn't resist Ouyang's ambiguous words and actions from time to time. Why peeled an apple with his own hands and gave him half, what pulled his lines to the heroine, what covered his hand when it was too cold in winter...
In less than a month, Cheng Yan was defeated.
Thinking about it now, Ji Rulan, who looks silly now, is probably what he looked like back then. No, Ji Rulan is probably better than herself, she can at least create some smoke in front of the reporters, and stir up gossip openly.
Cheng Yan hadn't thought about these past events for a long time.
Some things, once happened are enough to be a lesson.
Finally fell asleep in extreme sleepiness, Cheng Yan felt pushed awake just as he closed his eyes.
"Ah..." He opened his eyes and saw Xia Shaoqian staring at him.
"stand up."
Cheng Yan wrapped himself in a blanket and got up obediently: "Is it better?"
Xia Shaoqian ignored his question and only said, "We haven't finished talking yet."
It was only then that Cheng Yan noticed that the sky was dark, it was still midnight, and it was true that he had just fallen asleep. Xia Shaoqian probably had a good night's sleep to refresh himself, so he continued to interrogate him.
Cheng Yan thought that he still wanted to ask about Ouyang Zhiyi, who knew that Xia Shaoqian would find another way: "Who did you want to say that Ouyang Zhiyi resembled?"
Cheng Yan replied honestly: "A college classmate, we dated for a while, and then we broke up."
He tried his best to speak plainly, avoiding the word "first love", so as not to irritate Xia Shaoqian's fragile heart under his calm appearance.
"What is that person like?"
what kind. Two eyes and one mouth.
"Ordinary boys, very nice."
"How is it?"
"He looks okay, he's tall. He has a good personality, too."
"How is it not bad?"
I x you.
"It's refreshing and cheerful."
Xia Shaoqian was silent.
During his silence, Cheng Yan felt that his eyelids were getting heavy, just when he was about to fall asleep again. Xia Shaoqian suddenly leaned forward and kissed him, it was as violent as a storm, and he could taste blood.
It wasn't like a courtship kiss. Cheng Yan struggled a few times, but could only obey weakly, like a prey that had been bitten to death.
After the long kiss was over, Xia Shaoqian stroked Cheng Yan's hair and said in a low voice, "So, I'm not the type you like at all?"
Cheng Yan said softly, "You are not."
This straightforward answer seemed to hit Xia Shaoqian, and he stared at Cheng Yan without moving.
"You are unique." Cheng Yan felt a sour heat surge in his chest, and his timidity and hesitation were temporarily retreated, leaving only one desire—the desire to make Xia Shaoqian happy.
"You can't be classified with anyone else."
"You are something I have never met before, and no one can replace you if you lose it."