Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Their attributes counteract each other
It was a rare occasion that Qi Yan had a good sleep after so many years.
The moment I woke up, I was still in a daze. I didn't have insomnia or dream. I just slept peacefully. When I woke up, it was already dawn.
This is an ordinary thing for many people, but it is extremely precious to Qi Yan.
However, good things don't come in pairs. He slept until after nine o'clock, and had originally agreed with his tutor to pick him up at eight o'clock, but he ended up being late. He also had three missed calls from Qin Yimin.
Qi Yan was so shocked that he jumped out of bed and started talking on the phone while getting dressed. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately apologized.
However, the instructor on the other side said cheerfully: "Xiao Yan, don't worry, take your time. It's rare that you overslept. Just go to the restaurant later, no need to pick me up. It just so happens that Mr. Shen also has something to do, so he called me in advance to postpone the meeting time. We will meet at 11 o'clock, so we are still in time."
Thanks to Chen Buqian's big mouth, everyone knows that Qi Yan is an insomniac. Fortunately, his mentor is a very good old man.
"Teacher, I'm really sorry." Qi Yan scratched his messy hair, feeling like he was always apologizing these past two days, either to others or himself.
"Haha, it's okay, young man, get some more sleep. I'll hang up first, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Qi Yan changed his clothes that he was wearing inside out and went to wash up first. Since there was no time, he would take good care of himself and leave a good initial impression on the person in charge of the research institute.
Although there are still many options, Qi Yan’s first target is still the private research institute under the Shen Group. He walked to the desk, sorted out the information he had retrieved last night, put it back into the file bag, and placed it in the drawer.
He cannot continue investigating what happened back then for the time being. If he can successfully enter the Shen family's research institute, he can slowly find a way to investigate.
Qi Yan went out early. The address sent by Qin Yimin was not far away. It was a private customized restaurant. It was ridiculously expensive and it was a restaurant that neither Qi Yan nor Qin Yimin would choose. The person who chose it would naturally be the client he was going to meet.
When he went out, he subconsciously looked in the direction of his neighbor's house. It was very quiet, as if no one lived there, completely different from the noisy one in the past few days.
You don't have to work on weekends, right?
Qi Yan thought about the neighbor he met last night and sat quietly at the bar, holding the wine glass with his fingers, lowering his head slightly and holding the straw, his skin was dazzlingly white. Black-framed glasses covered his three teardrop moles, his long eyelashes drooped, blocking his eyes, his lips were pursed and red, and they were stained with wine and glistened with water...
“Ding Dong!”
The elevator door rang and Qi Yan pinched his face very hard.
He was probably sick, thinking about the unknown omega all day long. Fortunately, I didn’t meet my neighbors, otherwise I would have felt somewhat guilty. What normal person would think of all these messy things after meeting a stranger twice? It’s better to stay away from my neighbors as much as possible in the future.
Perhaps Chen Buqian was right, and he should talk about it...
Never mind. Don't think too much about it. As soon as this thought came to his mind, Qi Yan felt inexplicably palpitating. He pinched his eyebrows and took a taxi to Shangweizhai.
As long as you pay attention to the time you go out every day, you should not run into your neighbors. Meeting him at the bar last night was probably just a coincidence. He could tell that his neighbor was not someone who frequented bars. As a result, their circles basically don't overlap, and apart from living close to each other, they probably won't have any further contact...
"What a coincidence, are you here for lunch too?"
Qi Yan, who had been thinking about it all the way, just felt relieved. As soon as he got off the car, he heard that familiar yet unfamiliar voice, but it was much hoarser than yesterday.
Qi Yan looked over subconsciously: "What's wrong with your voice?"
I didn't expect that his mouth was faster than his brain. He asked before he even saw the person, making both parties seem like acquaintances. Qi Yan felt a little embarrassed.
The neighbor standing on the steps was obviously stunned when he heard his first words, then he slowly smiled, his eyes curved under the glasses, very bright: "Nothing, thank you for your concern, I just hurt my throat by accident."
"That's good, it's such a coincidence, I didn't expect we would meet again."
Three consecutive coincidences made Qi Yan feel a little strange in his heart. He smiled and said, "Are you waiting for someone here? Then I won't disturb you for now."
Qi Yan thought about it all the way in the car. He was very clear that he would not have much contact with his neighbor, so there was no need to get to know him. He said a few polite words and prepared to pick up his mentor at the nearby bus stop along the way.
His palms were clenched tightly, with his fingertips digging into the flesh of his palms. As soon as Qi Yan turned around, the smile on his neighbor's face disappeared without a trace. He stared at his gradually receding back and bit his thumb unconsciously.
“Bang!”
Qi Yan had just taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a sound. He subconsciously turned his head and saw that his neighbor who had been standing on the steps just now had fallen down somehow.
He was sitting on the ground in a mess, his black-framed glasses fell to the side, his already fair face turned pale, cold sweat rolled down his cheeks, his lips were tightly pursed, and he had no composure as before.
Why did you fall down as soon as you turned your head? !
Qi Yan was stunned, walked back a few steps, squatted down to check: "How are you? Are you injured anywhere? Don't rush to get up, I will help you call an ambulance or contact your family..."
The neighbor subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, then reflexively let go, his long eyelashes fluttering gently, his pale face with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I'm causing you trouble again. I'm fine, I just accidentally stepped on empty air and twisted my ankle, no need to call an ambulance."
"Apart from your feet, is there any other place that hurts?" Qi Yan glanced at his ankle. The neighbor was sitting on the ground, which caused his trouser legs to be pulled up a little, so he could clearly see that his ankle was swelling up quickly.
The neighbor looked at his face for a few more times, lowered his eyelids, not daring to reveal the emotion in his eyes, and slowly shook his head and said, "No, thank you for your concern. Could you please help me in?"
"I have an appointment with a client at 11 o'clock, so it's not convenient for me to leave now. There is a doctor in the store, so I can just take care of it."
This was a request that was difficult to refuse. The neighbor had fallen badly, and her ankle was badly swollen. Her pretty face was pale, with cold sweat on her forehead, and her glasses fell to the side. The three teardrop moles on her pale face were particularly conspicuous. This aggressive, arrogant and proud face seemed much more fragile at this moment, but she pretended to be calm. She was a very strong-willed omega.
Qi Yan noticed that his palm was scratched and bleeding, but he couldn't just ignore it. He paused, reached out to help him pick up his glasses, and said, "I'll take you in."
Blood flowed out, but Qi Yan did not smell any pheromones. It seemed that the neighbor had taken sufficient protective measures and would not easily leak pheromones and affect others.
Qi Yan carefully observed his neighbor's situation, held his back with one hand, put the other hand through his knees, and carefully picked him up.
The neighbor subconsciously hugged Qi Yan's neck, his fingertips trembled, and he was about to let go and explain.
Qi Yan looked down at him and asked, "Do you feel any pain anywhere else?"
He was worried that his neighbor might have fallen and injured his head and waist, but based on his observation, he should be fine. However, as an alpha, he cannot touch the body of a strange omega at will, so Qi Yan cannot be 100% sure.
"No...no." The neighbor looked at Qi Yan's face closely, and even his breathing stopped. He hurriedly put on his glasses to cover the three teardrop moles, and his movements revealed a hint of panic, "Sorry, I am very heavy."
He concealed the real reason for his panic.
"It's not heavy, it's quite light." Qi Yan carried his neighbor towards Shangweizhai. It was indeed not heavy, very light in fact. He looked quite tall, but was much lighter than he had imagined.
The neighbor twitched his nose, but did not smell any pheromones on Qi Yan, neither the pheromones of other omegas nor his own alpha pheromones. The neighbor felt a stinging pain in his palms and wanted to put his arms around his neck, but he didn't dare to offend Qi Yan and suppressed his inner desire.
Not knowing what his neighbors were thinking, Qi Yan just wanted to get the person in quickly, but when he was halfway there, a voice came from afar.
"Xiao Yan, what are you doing?"
Qi Yan subconsciously turned his head to look. Qin Yimin rode over on a 28-inch bicycle. He looked at him and the person in his arms with great energy. His eyes seemed to be thinking about something. Then he laughed and said in a loud voice, "Boyfriend?"
"Teacher." Qi Yan was a little helpless. He didn't believe that Qin Yimin couldn't see that his neighbor had fallen. He was just rescuing the unlucky omega who had fallen.
The neighbor is really unlucky. He had respiratory alkali poisoning the night before last, drank the wine he mixed last night, and fell down in front of him today. Maybe their attributes are incompatible.
"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding, don't take it seriously." Qin Yimin slowed down and put his feet on the pedals. When the car was about to stop, he pushed the ground hard, jumped up, and jumped off the car from the back.
Qi Yan's eyebrows jumped: "Teacher, it's easy to get hurt if you get off the car like this."
He can't handle another person.
"It's okay, it's okay." Qin Yimin pushed the car over with a smile on his face. He didn't look at Qi Yan, but looked at the person he was holding first, "Mr. Shen, did you fall accidentally? Are you okay? How about we go to the hospital first?"
"Um?"
Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked down at his neighbor. His surname was Shen? I made another appointment at Shangweizhai, and his identity was self-evident. I suddenly felt more and more nervous.
"Don't worry, Professor Qin. It's just a minor injury. There's a doctor in the store. Just apply some medicine." After exchanging glances with Qi Yan, the neighbor showed a hint of surprise. His beautiful narrow eyes curved up. "So you're Professor Qin's student. What a coincidence."
For no apparent reason, his neck seemed to be strangled. Even though his neighbor had only gently placed his hand on his shoulder, Qi Yan felt uncomfortable, as if a cold and damp poisonous snake was entangled around his neck, bringing a feeling of drowning and suffocation, causing him to avoid his neighbor's gaze.
"Yes, it is indeed a coincidence." Tan Yimin looked at Qi Yan and urged, "Xiao Yan, send the person in quickly, don't drag your feet."
Qi Yan: “…”
He suddenly felt that the person he was hugging was a little heavy and a little prickly.
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