Shen Yan can't drink.
Even when necessary, he can only drink a little, which is very restrained. There is no habit of preparing wine at home.
Just as he was about to answer truthfully, he raised his eyes, but just met Qi Jin's interested gaze—it seemed that he was in a really happy mood. Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to speak up to spoil the other party's happiness.
I don't know how many times there will be opportunities to celebrate the same thing with him and share the joy that belongs to both of them.
A month later... Maybe, even meeting each other will become difficult.
Qi Jin's occupation is quite special. She often travels from place to place throughout the year. Even if she returns to the provincial capital, she will definitely need time to rest.
"Okay." Shen Yan nodded lightly and agreed, "But there's no wine at home, I'll go out and buy it later."
Qi Jin was stunned when he heard that he was going to go out in the rain, and quickly discouraged him.
"Ah, that's fine. It's still raining outside after all..."
"It doesn't matter, the place is very close, it takes five minutes to get there." Shen Yan insisted, and left his shoulder with a slight smile, while observing the rain outside the window and asking, "What would you like to drink? If you like a certain brand, you can also You can tell me."
Because her father was addicted to alcohol, Qi Jin was very careful in this regard.
In addition to the presence of the leader of the company's entertainment sometimes, he was forced to bite the bullet and drink white wine, usually only beer or red wine. The latter have low degrees and are not easy to get drunk, because they often move around as reporters, and it is important to stay awake. He didn't care what the brand of the wine was.
However, since two people are celebrating at home, red wine is more suitable for the atmosphere.
Although it is not advisable to drink alcohol during the recovery period of fracture patients, red wine is not strong, so drinking one or two glasses should not be in the way. Besides, the weather is getting colder these days, and beer is a summer product, which is out of season. Drinking red wine can not only warm up, but also help sleep.
"Buy a red bar, any brand will do, don't choose."
"Okay." This evening, Shen Yan seemed to have changed the habit of paying attention to the taboos of eating and drinking in the past, and she said what she said.
Qi Wei thought to herself: Maybe it's because he's in a good mood
This thought flashed, and a smile flowed out unconsciously, after all, this good thing has its own part in it. Joy does not have to be exclusive, it is the best.
"Go take a shower first, and I'll go out to buy wine while you're washing." After turning off the computer, Shen Yan asked Qi Jin to do this before drinking. His reason is very simple - Qi Jin has an injury, and if she gets drunk and goes to the bathroom, she is likely to fall because of dizziness.
And he himself does not have this problem.
He has been in contact with many animals because of his work. In order to remove the odor, he is used to rinsing it off when he gets home from work. Now he no longer needs it.
When Qi Jin heard the words, there seemed to be a slight flash in his eyes, and he buried his head and cleared his throat: "Okay. Then... Please help me as usual."
After spending so many days together under the same roof, there was a 30-second time before taking a shower, which was a secret that Qi Jin cherished. He never told Shen Yan a secret.
Thirty seconds is very short. Because of the repetition every day, Shen Yan's movements are already very proficient, and Qi Jin also knows how to match his arm placement. From the moment Shen Yan's hand touched the first button of his shirt, he started to count the seconds, unbuttoned them one by one, and took them off until the clothes on his upper body were completely removed, which took exactly half a minute.
Shen Yan was often meticulous during this process, and there seemed to be nowhere other than the buttons where his eyes stopped, so he couldn't see any reverie.
Qi Jin secretly sighed.
Looking at the other party's unfocused look, he had to try his best to show calm and stand still.
It seems that Shen Yan treats himself the same as he treats injured cats and dogs on the operating table, because that attitude is exactly the attitude he usually has at work.
So at a time like this, I still feel my pulse speeding up... It's really useless.
Qi Jin couldn't do anything about such a hopeless self. He thought he could be as professional as Shen Yan, be a professional patient, take care of him calmly, and accept the hands that undress him.
However, he couldn't control the violent beating of his heart, and he couldn't stop the various distracting thoughts pouring into his mind. Usually, he had to survive these 30 seconds, and then he walked into the bathroom as if nothing had happened, and closed the door. Only then did he dare to hold the heat with his hands He hurriedly washed away all the things he had just thought with hot water.
Maybe it was because I heard what Ning Xiaoxiao said that day, and I was thinking about it.
Perhaps, because of the pathetic instincts of men.
No matter what the reason is, you must not tell Shen Yan what you are thinking.
An honest person like Shen Yan should never have imagined that he would have such careful thoughts. If you accidentally let him find out, wouldn't you look dirty
Therefore, on the surface, no matter how calm the other party is, he must be just as calm.
But if you think about it, there is still some sweetness.
At least in the few seconds Shen Yan was concentrating on unbuttoning his clothes, he could take advantage of the opportunity to experience the feeling of that person's fingers brushing against his skin from time to time. Unfortunately, after several days of repeated practice, Shen Yan has almost been able to take off his clothes without touching him.
Only at the beginning, the Adam's apple will be gently rubbed. When the shirt was pulled back, Shen Yan's hands circled around his body, and occasionally there would be a small friction.
However, such opportunities are decreasing day by day.
So the thirty seconds seemed to be getting shorter and shorter, and it was easier for him to get distracted.
"It's done." When Qi Yin was in a trance, Shen Yan even put the waterproof plastic film on the plaster tube for him, raised his head, and suddenly found that he was staring straight at him, and was stunned for a moment.
"I'm going to take a shower." Qi Jin pulled back his thoughts, avoided his gaze with a guilty conscience, turned around and walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
"Then I'll go out to buy wine first?" Shen Yan shouted softly across the door.
"Well." The voice of the person on the other side of the door sounded the same as usual, as if everything was normal.
After Shen Yan received such an answer, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief—it seemed that she did not reveal any flaws. Qi Jin had been staring at him just now, he thought that his selfishness had been seen through, but fortunately, the questions and answers behind the two were quite natural, except for the detail that Qi Jin moved his eyes away.
He knew that his hand stopped unconsciously when he put his hand on Qi Jin's throat today, and also when he opened his shirt.
Not only stopped, but even wanted to touch it gently.
"Huh..."
If this goes on, Qi Jin will really find out. Shen Yan took a deep breath in restraint, closed her eyes and shook her head forcefully, trying to shake out some distracting thoughts that had infiltrated uncontrollably in her consciousness.
He tossed two steps in place and returned to the door.
Although he said he was going to go out, he never left this place. In fact, every day after watching Qi Jin walk in, he would stand for a while in this small cubicle between the bathroom and the living room.
Due to the inconvenience of hands, Qi Jin moved slowly and had to stay inside for at least 20 to 30 minutes.
And for the first ten minutes he would have been quietly guarding the door. It's like now, when the sound of the shower starts in the bathroom, the sound of water swept along with it, and the water droplets fall to the ground one after another, as if thousands of dense drum beats hit the chest, ringing. to the point of a slight pain.
Shen Yan put one hand on the door slowly, turned her head sideways, and leaned on it without moving.
Except for the sound of water flowing in his ears, there is no other sound, monotonous and boring, but he will keep his eyes closed and keep listening. He couldn't confess to Qi Qin with such a move, because he didn't know how to confess.
At first, for safety reasons, he would sit in the living room and listen for fear that Qi Jin would slip and fall inside.
But now.
Now, this excuse doesn't even believe in himself—
After Qi Jin came out of the shower, Shen Yan didn't seem to have returned home, and the living room was empty.
So he put on a new shirt clumsily like a child learning to dress, buttoned it slowly, found the hair dryer, and blew it on his own for a while.
When the hair was blown dry, there was a sound of the key rustling and twisting at the door, and it really was Shen Yan who came back.
"Is it raining too much and you were delayed on the road?" Qi Jin hurriedly put the hair dryer aside, frowned and went up to see if he was wet from the rain. According to Shen Yan's five-minute journey, it took only ten minutes to go back and forth, but the time he spent in the bathroom was at least twice as long.
Shen Yan put away her umbrella, lowered her eyes and shook her head gently: "It's okay, the store I was talking about closed early, so I went to another one. Although it's far away, there are relatively more choices of red wine."
I see.
Qi Jin checked that there was no rain stains on his body, relieved his heart, and smiled: "It's just cold outside, so drink to warm your body. You sit down, I'll find a cup."
Shen Yan didn't know why her eyes didn't lift, she just nodded and put the red wine she bought on the table.
The rain outside the window made the night darker and colder.
The traces of rain on the glass were illuminated by the light, which set off the gray old town behind it, and the white and white like a layer of frost. It's all images reminiscent of low temperatures.
"It is estimated that the temperature will continue to cool tomorrow." Qi Jin did not doubt the forecast of the Meteorological Bureau this time.
As it happens, this weather has deepened his thirst for wine.
In the past, he would sometimes drink at home alone, and there was such a rainy day. It didn't matter what the atmosphere was, he could just open the bottle cap and start at any time - that was the drinking method of a single man. Two people's words are another matter.
Red wine itself is a wine that needs to match the atmosphere.
They made up their minds on a whim, and there was no arrangement in the home, nor did they prepare any decorations, such as bouquets, such as candlesticks. Qi Qin then came up with an idea according to local conditions, only turning on the white chandelier on the spade wood table, and turning off the lights in the rest of the room, immersing the surrounding in a faint halo, spreading from deep to shallow, replacing the traditional Western-style candlelight creates a unique atmosphere.
"How, it looks pretty good, doesn't it?" Qi Jin took two steps back to look around the panorama, and smiled slightly.
"Well, it's good." Shen Yan's words were sincere.
Although the light is not as romantic as candlelight, the seats of the two people are closest to the light source, and the whole body is surrounded by a thin white color. .
Outside, the sound of rain came.
In the room, the cork was pulled open by Shen Yan with a bang, and the crimson wine poured into the glass and murmured. The sound sounded thicker and more sedimentary than rain. It even made Qi Jin think of the difference in sound characteristics between them.
"Actually, your voice is more like red wine." The two sat face to face, and Qi Jin suddenly laughed, saying this.
"How?" Shen Yan stopped pouring wine and looked at him fixedly.
"It needs to be tasted slowly." Qi Jin raised his eyebrows at him, as confident as a senior wine tasting expert. Yes, take your time to taste the true taste of red wine.
Once the taste is memorized, a wine taster is very addictive… like him.
After listening to his words, Shen Yan raised the corner of her lips silently, but said, "So, my voice is actually not suitable for participating in competitions."
A game is like an advertisement, it has to make a very strong impression in a limited time of just one or two minutes. For unfamiliar judges and audiences, the first impression of the contestants is very important, and those who need to taste slowly will lose this opportunity. Qi Jin and Tongquetai both belong to the type with an ear-catching and eye-catching sound, and their advantages are more obvious.
These Qi Jin did not deny it.
But he has something else to add: "Indeed, your voice may not make a deep first impression on people, but your tone and emotions are very accurate, and it can almost be said to be in one step. The official judge is a professional dubbing background. People, I'm sure they won't be so superficial and only care about the sound and not the performance."
Shen Yan has been quietly watching his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Then what are you most concerned about?"
Qi Jin was taken aback.
"I..." I only care about you.
This is what really comes from the bottom of my heart.
But Shen Yan was sitting less than one meter away from him.
Looking at each other, Qi Jin felt a bit dry in his throat for a while, and his throat suddenly jumped. It was like a fire was buried in it, burning out the words he wanted to use: "I only care... You are not happy during the game."
When Shen Yan heard this, a pair of eyebrows stretched slightly, as if the ice melted into water and slowly flowed outwards.
He smiled and whispered, "I'm very happy now, thank you."
Qi Jin watched his previously indifferent expression warm up a little under the light, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth with him. So he lifted the glass with a smile, and shook the silky red wine inside: "Then, I officially congratulate you on all three characters being shortlisted—"
Shen Yan also responded with a slight smile: "So do you. Congratulations."
Toast, clink.
The two glasses meet directly under the chandelier, and the place where the cups are connected is highlighted, and the wine surface falls on the surface of the wine with a "ding" sound, and it spreads into a piece.
Qi Jin withdrew his hand and naturally raised his head and took a sip.
Shen Yan's eyes kept following his movements, and finally he picked up the wine glass and drank slowly as he did.
I'm not used to the taste of wine, and the one he picked was dry red, with a strong astringency. He frowned, but deliberately didn't let Qi Jin notice.
The two of them drank and chatted by the dim light.
Qiu Yu replaced the music as the accompaniment, but it was also very comfortable, with a rare sense of tranquility.
"By the way, let's talk about one more happy thing." Qi Jin's expression matched his tone, accurately reflecting the content of the sentence, "The director of our news channel called me today to tell me about the topic of unannounced visits to pet hospitals. The above has been approved, and it can be made into one of the 'social surveys', which is 60 minutes long - it will be the longest news I have ever done."
Shen Yan knew that Qi Jin had been thinking about this matter all the time, and he would mention it every day when talking about work.
Now that the dust has settled, I am also happy for him: "It turns out that you have a double happiness, so you should really celebrate."
After that, he took the initiative to raise his glass to congratulate him, and the two took a few more sips. Qi Jin put down the cup, tapped lightly on the body of the cup with her index finger rhythmically, and said with a smile, "But... the matter of the second host has not yet been decided. This is a major matter, and the department leaders have to discuss it for a while."
"You have ideas and strength, I think this is a matter of time." Shen Yan smiled lightly.
Qi Jin's work attitude is something he has personally experienced. This sentence is not meant to be flattered at all, and it is not mixed with any moisture.
I don't know if it was due to alcohol, but after Qi Jin went down two glasses of wine, his interest gradually rose and became stronger and stronger. Hearing Shen Yan affirming himself like this, he even smiled brightly in his eyes: "Haha, since Dr. Shen said so, it is your blessing. Come on, let's continue drinking."
Qi Jin smiled and stretched out his hand to fetch wine, and was about to add it to both parties, but Shen Yan, who had been watching him silently, suddenly asked, "If it's settled, will you return to the TV station ahead of schedule because of this?"
Qi Jin was stunned and did not answer.
This question was too sudden for Qi Jin, and he didn't know how to answer it properly.
For Shen Yan, this question was not at all sudden, because he had buried the problem in his heart for too long. Now that the topic has naturally come here, it is the best time to ask questions.
After not seeing Qi Jin's answer for a long time, Shen Yan sighed and continued. His voice and eyes lowered together, sinking into the bitter glass of wine in front of him: "If you live here, and you have to take a bus to the city center every day for work... will it be inconvenient?"
In fact, both of them understand - the answer is yes.
The tone of inquiry is not because of ignorance, but because of an ambivalence that is powerless to change the status quo, but unwilling to point it out.
"I haven't had the cast removed, and they won't call me back in the short term... After all, the leaders gave me a one-month leave." Qi Jin didn't know if it was comforting to say that, even though the word "one month" itself It's jarring.
At this time, Shen Yan lifted the glass without a word, and drank half of the glass in one go.
"Shen Yan." Qi Jin suddenly woke up and called out quickly.
In fact, red wine shouldn't be drunk like this, but now is not the time to discuss the rules. Shen Yan's current mood is what worries him the most.
"Shen Yan," Qi Jin called to him for the second time, crossing the table with his right hand and tentatively holding the other's hand. The faint astringency of dry red still lingers, and even when I speak, it carries that smell, "If I don't recover well, I won't be able to remove the plaster after a month... The sick leave can be postponed."
Shen Yan smiled bitterly: "How can I hope you don't recover well?"
In fact, he hopes more than anyone else that Qi Jin can recover from her injury and recover quickly, even though she knows that the cohabitation life that the two are living now may not be able to continue.
"I know." Qi Yin replied in a low voice. Of course he knew.
"You should go to the hospital for a review soon." Only after the doctor's review can you know when the plaster can be removed.
"Well, next Wednesday morning to get an X-ray and see what the bones are like."
"Next Wednesday..." When Shen Yan read these three words, her eyes were tightly closed, her brows slightly frowned, trying to recall her work schedule for the next week. He wanted to say that he could take a half-day off next Wednesday and accompany Qi Jin to the hospital for a re-examination, but the schedule that should have been remembered all the time was now very vague.
It seems that all the numbers on the calendar are scattered in squares, and the specific content cannot be clearly seen.
strangeness.
Shen Yan stretched out her hand to support her head, and scratched with her fingers, as if she wanted to grab the unclear words in her consciousness, put them in front of her eyes and read them again.
"Um..." he repeated in a single voice with difficulty, muttering to himself, "next Wednesday..."
"Shen Yan," Qi Jin took a breath when she saw this, and asked cautiously, for fear of disturbing him, "Shen Yan, are you drunk?"