"Meow."
Shen Yan's eyelids trembled slightly in her deep sleep - as if she heard a cat meowing softly.
The source of the sound was very close, as if it was close to his ear.
Even though he wasn't fully awake, he still felt something touch his ear slightly, a little different from the hairball-like cat, but just as warm.
"Meow." The second sound was lower than the first.
This time, the thing touched his face.
Not like a cat's claws or whiskers, but like a human's fingers, gently tracing his cheeks, and finally pressing on his eyelashes.
"Yeah." He responded vaguely, raised his hand subconsciously, his fingers seemed to touch the cat's head, and he stroked it very gently as he usually does during rounds in the hospital.
wrong…
The palm of your hand seems to be a little different from the cat's fine fluffy fur. A strand of strands, although it is also soft and slender, it has a certain degree of toughness. After two or three more dazed touches, I didn't touch the pointed, furry ears that I remembered, but felt a crisp and warm piece—the pinna of a human being.
Shen Yan was stunned, and opened her eyes quickly.
The person on the opposite side met his eyes all of a sudden, and seemed to be stunned.
Shen Yan first came back to her senses, finally realized what she was doing, and withdrew her hand embarrassingly: "...I'm sorry, conditioned reflex."
Qi Jin was resting his hand on the pillow, lying on his side very meekly and letting him stroke his hair. Now that he heard such a sentence, he was stunned for a moment, and then he rolled his eyes and laughed. While laughing, he really imitated the cat's movements and gently turned over and got back into the bed, wrapping the person firmly with his hands.
Originally, he just quietly looked at the sleeping face of the person beside the pillow, but on a whim, he stuck to the other person's ear and imitated the cat meow twice, wanting to see if the other person would wake up.
It's just that he didn't expect that Shen Yan would "conditioned reflex" to reach out and touch his head, and he was happy to accept it, so he dutifully played the cat to enjoy this kind of treatment.
...because it's so comfortable.
For a while, he envied the cats in the hospital who were cared for by Shen Yan.
The faint light of winter mornings has a texture that is easy to precipitate. It seems that even the light has entered a state of hibernation, quietly lying on the floor, on the furniture, and hanging on the minute and second hands of the clock, dragging their tails, so I don’t know why. The flow of time seemed to slow down.
Not only time, but also human movements become slow motion.
Hug, stroke, kiss. It's all slow and lazy.
It was still cold outside the quilt, Qi Jin had no intention of getting up at all, and used the warm excuse to fumble around Shen Yan with both hands from front to back for a while, Shen Yan also embraced him with open arms and rubbed him lightly. s hair. There is no fabric space between the skin and the skin is directly attached to each other and rubbed against each other. I can't tell how comfortable it is.
"I finally changed the screen saver of my mobile phone." Qi Jin didn't speak for a while in his arms, but when he spoke, it was a topic that he didn't know where to start.
"Phone screensaver?"
"Yeah." Qi Jin smiled lightly and sighed with nostalgia, "It's been a long time since I changed it."
Normally, Shen Yan would not touch his personal belongings without Qi Jin's permission, including his work files, folders, the contents of his laptop, etc. Naturally, it also included his mobile phone. So what exactly is the screen saver on his phone, Shen Yan has never seen it before.
At this time, Qi Jin slowly propped up half of his body, held the phone beside the pillow in front of him, and smiled lazily: "When you were sleeping just now, I took a photo with my phone, and I was going to take a picture with my phone. Watch it every day as a new mobile screensaver."
Shen Yan was stunned when he heard the words, and followed his movements to the screen of the mobile phone. The screen was a close-up of himself, which was obviously taken at a very close distance, and the angle was just right. In the photo, his eyes are closed, he is still asleep on the pillow, his expression is as soft as the light covering his face.
After a long while, Shen Yan's eyes turned to Qi Jin. Qi Jin kept smiling during this process, and when he saw him looking over, he took the initiative to lean over and kiss him on the cheek.
"Then what was your previous screensaver?" Shen Yan waited silently for him to finish kissing, and asked in a hoarse voice.
Qi Jin paused for a moment, then laughed in a low voice, "...It's also you."
After all, before Shen Yan could react, he had already opened the picture folder on his phone and found a photo inside.
The shooting distance of this photo is a little far, but the person inside is indeed him, and he is also sleeping. On the sofa in the doctor's lounge, covered with a thin blanket, in his arms, a small, fluffy patient was sticking its head out from under the blanket and lying weakly on his chest. Because of the curtains at that time, the lighting in the photo was not very good, and the outlines of one person and one cat were hazy, but there was a kind of timelessness that was fixed in the picture.
Shen Yan recalled this scene and couldn't help being stunned.
That was... before the Mid-Autumn Festival, when Qi Jin came to deliver moon cakes—
"you… "
"I, at that time, I already knew that I had more than a friend's feelings for you." Qi Wei continued the words calmly.
Shen Yan stared at his eyes without moving, while his eyes lowered to look at the nostalgic photo.
"I was probably fascinated for a while, so I secretly took this photo, saved it on my phone, and then… made up my mind never to see you again."
When Qi Jin said this, he laughed self-deprecatingly, his voice hoarse.
"When I pressed the button I was thinking... 'This man can't be with me, can't be mine,'" he muttered, sliding his thumb back to the boot screen. Inside the palm-sized box is the face of a man who slept with him after a night of lingering, the bitterness in the smile was gradually mixed with a touch of sweetness, and it melted in the words, "However, when I took the photo just now, I was thinking of something different. It was 'this man belongs to me and will always be with me'."
A very strong, very sure idea—
At this moment, Qi Jin threw the phone aside without saying a word, lowered his body and hugged him firmly.
"Follow me," he said.
"Okay." As if discussing a very common and simple matter, Shen Yan answered calmly.
Obviously there is only one word, but Qi Jin knows how many weights are in it.
He clearly got the answer he wanted, but he couldn't help but feel a little shocked. The suppressed emotions these days seemed to be shaken down. He couldn't tell which was joy and which was melancholy... But now there is no need to distinguish, because It is more important to keep going forward than to go back.
The channel director received a text message from Qi Jin.
He has called Qi Jin a few times these days, and it is all about a central idea, trying to convince Qi Jin to accept the internship opportunity, but Qi Jin's answer remains the same - "think about it again", so his "give me to" Three days for you" also became "four days for you", then "five days for you", but each time he hung up the phone angrily.
So when he received the text message with the words "I accept", he couldn't get back to his senses for a while.
When he came to his senses, he had already dialed Qi Jin's number.
"Oh, Xiao Qi, you finally figured it out!"
"I'm sorry, Director, I really caused you trouble this time..."
Qi Jin smiled a little ashamed, and browsed the Beijing rental information webpage on the computer screen while talking on the phone. If you go to Beijing, the first thing you need to solve is the housing problem.
The director was overjoyed by his decision, and he praised him endlessly, and praised his "considerate girlfriend", saying that he would communicate with Beijing first, because before the official decision was made, CCTV's The person in charge will definitely have to meet Qi Jin himself, for interviews and relationships. In the meantime, he can slowly plan the move.
When Qi Jin was about to leave here, the woman was also about to leave.
This idea is what she said when they came to the hospital to deliver meals to her. The reason is: "I can't let you take care of me all the time, and the hospitalization fee is not a small amount every day."
When she opened her mouth like this, Qi Jin couldn't help being stunned, and raised her head subconsciously.
"You have your own lives, too," she said lightly.
Shen Yan didn't answer immediately.
Qi Jin couldn't sit still.
Ever since she knew that Shen Yan had explained their relationship to her, although none of the three had taken the initiative to mention it, all of them were tacit. After all, Qi Jin was a little reserved in front of women, and she always felt embarrassed to look at her. On the contrary, the woman never showed any behavior to avoid him, and even stared at him silently for a while at times, and finally smiled sullenly, making it impossible to guess her thoughts.
"Auntie, you should rest for a while." If the reason is what you think, then it might be good to take the initiative to reduce the chance of meeting. "I'm actually going back to work soon, and Shen Yan can accompany you again."
"If he has time, he should accompany you more." Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly said such a sentence, Qi Jin suddenly became unprepared, and his face flushed slightly.
"Mom..." Shen Yan also spoke at this time.
"Don't worry, I'm really fine." What the woman said was not a lie. After these days of recuperation, her complexion was not rosy, but she was not pale. During the follow-up consultation, the doctor also believed that her body had recovered well and could be considered for discharge.
It's not too long for her to come to the provincial capital by herself. After remarriage, she also has a husband and a family, so it is impossible to live for a long time.
Shen Yan's vacation had run out, so she could only come after get off work, and it was inconvenient to come and go.
At the woman's insistence, the procedures for discharge from the hospital were completed the next day, and Shen Yan, a bus ticket for returning home and medicine for the convalescence period, were also prepared for her. Qi Jin went to the TV station in the morning to deal with various matters before the resumption of work, came over at noon to have a final lunch with her, and sent her to the provincial passenger station with Shen Yan.
There was still an hour before the departure, and the three of them sat in the waiting room, speechless for a while.
Until the woman suddenly asked Qi Jin, "Xiao Qi, are you still in contact with your family?"
Qi Jin was startled, remembering that the starting point of her conversation with the woman was the topic of being abandoned by her family, her expression darkened slightly, and she shook her head with a wry smile.
"No," he whispered, "what I said to you, auntie, was not a lie. My family really doesn't want me anymore. The last time I saw them was a few years ago. No more than five times a year - and I've only been on the phone twice since my car accident."
"What was the last time?" the woman asked.
"The last time..." Qi Jin paused, remembering what his father had explained to him.
—[After the interview, call back... tell me if she has any. 】
"The last time I called my dad before I came to the hospital to see you," he said slowly, clenching his hands on his knees slowly, "I told him I was going to interview a mother, Ask her if she has any regrets..."
- Regret abandoning your child.
She didn't say everything, but the woman understood in her heart, because Qi Jin had already asked her this question at that time. She turned her head and glanced at Shen Yan lightly, Shen Yan lowered her head and silently packed her luggage without making a sound, so she looked back again.
"Then what did your dad say?" Her voice sounded lower than normal.
"He asked me to tell him the results after the interview."
But... The so-called interview was not a real interview, and he didn't even know if he could continue the conversation with the woman, so he neither agreed nor refused. This has been delayed until now and it has not been implemented.
The reason why it is not implemented is not only because of the woman's aspect, but also because of the father's motivation.
"I think my dad probably wants me to hear it... You say you don't regret it."
This justifies his own "no regrets".
This proves that the son is just self-indulgent.
Qi Jin wanted to laugh at herself, but she felt the corners of her mouth froze, and she couldn't lift it up. If that's the case... then I'd rather not return the call for the rest of my life, so as not to be severely slapped in the face and ridiculed to shoot myself in the foot.
The woman remained silent for a while.
Just when Qi Jin thought that the topic was over, she was slightly stunned by the following words: "You called your father, got through and you told him... The mother you interviewed has a few words to tell him. "
When Shen Yan heard this, she stopped the movement of her hand and looked at the woman deeply.
The woman didn't say anything more, she just urged Qi Jin softly, "Fight."
It took Qi Jin a few seconds to react from the stunned moment, and she didn't know what to do for a while, so she subconsciously cast a confused look at Shen Yan. At this time, Shen Yan took her eyes away from the woman and nodded at him.
Qi Jin was silent, took out the phone slowly after a long while, and found the number that had not been used a few times over the years, but had not forgotten a single number. He pressed the green microphone button twice and failed to hit the green microphone button. He pressed it the third time and finally clicked the right place. Then he found that the "beep-beep-" sound when connecting the line was no longer enough to cover his rush. breathed.
With a "click", someone on the opposite side seemed to pick up the microphone.
"Hey?"
Qi Jin trembled slightly—it was his father. The landline at home has a caller ID, so my mobile phone number must be on it... I don't know if my father saw it before answering it.
The answer is yes.
Because his father's voice sounded like the humid and dull air before the rainy day, there was a faint pressure, and before he could speak, he had already asked coldly: "...It takes so long for you to do an interview? Why now? Did you just call?"
Qi Jin opened his mouth and closed it again.
Seeing that his son didn't speak, Qi Jin's father seemed to take back a bit of sharpness, and stayed silent with him, coughing twice because of his chronic sore throat from time to time.
"I, the mother I interviewed... would like to have a chat with you."
After a long time, he said this wordlessly, and without waiting for any response from his father, he directly handed the phone to the woman.
The woman took it silently and slowly put it to her ear.
"Hello, Mr. Qi." After greeting her, she said straight to the point, "I am the mother who was interviewed, and now I am making this call next to my own son... I have a few words to tell you."