Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Two Sides
Around six o'clock, Qi Yan returned to the vicinity of the apartment.
Before he went upstairs, he glanced at the window of Shen Xiliu’s house. The lights were on at home, and the curtains were half-drawn. It seemed that a figure appeared vaguely, so the other party should be at home.
"bite--"
The elevator sounded, and Qi Yan walked out of the elevator door. He wanted to go back to his home first, but when he looked up, he saw that Shen Xiliu's door was half-open, so he simply walked over and knocked on the door: "Mr. Shen, are you home?"
"Qi Yan? I'm here." A voice came from inside the room half a beat late, with a slight gasp, "Just come in. Sorry, it's not convenient for me to come over right now."
"Excuse me." Qi Yan pushed open the half-open door. Many things in Shen Xiliu's house had not been unpacked yet. They were stacked in cardboard boxes against one wall, and the living room was very empty.
With just a glance, Qi Yan knew that Chen Xiliu should have tidied up a small part of it this afternoon, and his foot was sprained, not broken, so he was not unable to move.
Now Shen Xiliu was sitting in the corner of the sofa, with his trouser legs rolled up. His calves were well-proportioned and beautiful, but his ankles ruined the beauty. He was spraying medicine on his swollen and bruised ankle, trying to rub the blood clots away, but Chen Xiliu seemed afraid to use force and only dared to rub it gently. The slightest force caused him to gasp in pain.
Seeing Qi Yan coming in, he put down the medicine in his hand and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I made you laugh."
"Mr. Shen, you haven't sprained your ankle before, have you?" As soon as he saw him like this, Qi Yan knew that Shen Xiliu had no experience of spraining his ankle. "If you don't rub it in hard, it will be useless. Do you need my help?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Yan frowned slightly. How come his mouth was faster than his brain?
An alpha and an omega applying medicine alone in the room, it doesn't seem right no matter how you think about it, Shen Xiliu probably won't agree, so he took the opportunity to change the subject...
"May I?"
However, Qi Yan didn't expect that as soon as he said this, Shen Xiliu's eyes behind the lenses seemed to light up a little, almost without thinking.
The words came so quickly that Qi Yan was stunned.
Shen Xiliu noticed it, and his fingertips tightened slightly. He said helplessly and restrainedly: "I really don't dare to use too much force. I'm a little afraid of pain. The doctor said that I have to rub it hard. If it's okay, please help me."
Qi Yan laughed when he heard it. "It's just a small matter. It does hurt when you rub it hard, but after the blood clots are dispersed, it won't hurt so much when you walk. It will be healed in a week at most. It's better to suffer a short pain than a long one."
He walked over, picked up the medicine, sat on the other side of the sofa, and asked Shen Xiliu to stretch his legs over. This made Shen Xiliu's eyes change subtly, but the smile on his face was still very polite: "It's true that a short pain is worse than a long pain. Sorry for the trouble. I have been causing you trouble these days."
"Nothing, just neighbors helping each other."
Qi Yan held Shen Xiliu's calf and sprayed medicine on his ankle, his palms were broad and warm, and his head was half lowered. A strand of black hair fell between her gentle eyebrows, the light cast shadows on her face, her facial features were mysterious and charming, and her peach blossom eyes looked even more affectionate, and she looked at everything with extra tenderness.
Shen Xiliu was somewhat bewitched by Qi Yan's face and was distracted. He couldn't help but wonder how long it had been since he had looked at Qi Yan's face so quietly like this?
It’s been too long, so long that I dare not think about it.
“Qi Yan…ah!”
Shen Xiliu called him unconsciously, but just as he uttered Qi Yan's name, the warm palm covering his ankle began to rub it vigorously. A sharp and stabbing pain suddenly came from his ankle, causing the unprepared Shen Xiliu to let out a short scream.
"Does it hurt?" Qi Yan raised his eyes to look at him, and Shen Xiliu's face turned pale.
"No, it's okay. I wasn't mentally prepared just now." Shen Xiliu took a breath and said as calmly as possible, "Please continue to work hard. I won't disturb you anymore."
You must not lose your composure in front of Qi Yan.
“It doesn’t hurt too much.”
He added.
“…”
It would be strange if it didn't hurt.
Qi Yan had sprained his ankle before, and he was the only one who knew how it felt.
But it's quite interesting to see Shen Xiliu holding on. His personality mitigates the cold and arrogant impact brought by this face. At present, he is a very interesting person, a little different from the rumored Shen family.
They got along so well with each other unexpectedly that Qi Yan even felt that his previous opinion of Shen Xiliu was a bit too extreme.
After all, another member of the Shen family, a bassist, is a person with a very good personality, at most a little weird and has a bit of a second-year syndrome.
"Well, okay, then I'll continue." Qi Yan thought about it, and while rubbing the blood clots vigorously, he spoke to Shen Xiliu in a gentle voice to distract his attention.
"Mr. Shen, you don't have to hold it in. Just scream when you need to. This is a very normal thing. When my cousin sprained his foot before, it was my uncle who helped rub it. His screams were so loud that the roof was about to be blown off."
…Forget about the screams. Apart from the past that he didn’t want to recall, Shen Xiliu had never done anything so tasteless.
"That's quite interesting. Did you ever sprain your ankle when you were a child?" Shen Xiliu's face was pale, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He stared at him quietly and refused to scream.
However, the corners of his eyes were a little red under the lenses, and his slender palms were clenched tightly, exerting force secretly. Everything was self-evident.
“…”
Chen Xiliu is a tolerant and face-saving person!
Although Qi Yan controlled the strength, he couldn't use too much force when rubbing the medicinal wine to disperse the blood stasis, otherwise there would be no effect.
He thought about it, answered Shen Xiliu's question, and helped him divert his attention: "Yes, when I was a kid, I loved to play. I accidentally stepped on the stairs and rolled down. When I went back, it was my uncle who helped me rub it with medicinal wine. At that time, I screamed no louder than my cousin."
Thinking back on it now, it’s still quite painful. I was screaming in pain and laughing at the same time. It’s a very abstract thing. So, Shen Xiliu was really amazing. Apart from the first time when he cried out unexpectedly, he was very tough afterwards and could even talk to him.
Shen Xiliu continued to maintain a decent smile: "That's great, it feels very interesting."
Qi Yan stared at the smile on his face and felt that it was a bit forced, but it was better not to expose it.
Seeing that Chen Xiliu seemed to be somewhat interested in his childhood, Qi Yan skillfully helped to rub the blood clots while chatting with him. The cousin is a jumpy kid by nature, and bruises and injuries are commonplace, so Qi Yan often applies medicine to him; although the cousin appears to be well-behaved, she actually likes to come up with bad ideas, which caused them a lot of trouble when they were young.
"Maybe it's because I was used to taking care of them when I was a child, and I was thinking about becoming a doctor in the future." He said with a gentle smile.
Doctors are great. When I was a kid, I always thought that if I were a doctor, I might be able to cure my mother’s illness and help my uncle. Unfortunately, as I grew older, I realized that everything was not that easy. I was too naive. After all, doctors are not omnipotent.
Shen Xiliu could tell that Qi Yan attached great importance to his family, and his expression was particularly gentle when he talked about his cousins. When Qi Yan went to wash his hands, his ankle was no longer as painful as it was at the beginning. Shen Xiliu handed the tissue to Qi Yan, whose hands were wet.
"Then why didn't you continue to study medicine? To be honest, if I hadn't known in advance that you were studying pheromone pharmaceutical engineering, I would have thought you were a medical student."
Whether now or when he suffered from respiratory alkali poisoning the night before, Qi Yan has always been very good at comforting and caring for people, much like a professional doctor.
Shen Xiliu clearly thought that this time, Qi Yan would be able to follow the path he wanted to follow, but in the end, that didn't happen...
"Really?" Qi Yan thought for a moment and said, "I did have the dream of becoming a doctor when I was a child, but... in the end I found that I was more interested in pheromone pharmaceutical engineering, so I chose this path."
He paused for a moment. If nothing unexpected happened, his original dream was indeed to become a doctor.
But even if he becomes a doctor, it seems that he cannot save the people he wants to save. Since high school, Qi Yan knew very clearly that he should pursue a career in drug research.
"It's a good thing to be able to choose your own future." After listening to his words, Shen Xiliu lowered his eyes and smiled.
Whether it is being a doctor or majoring in pheromone pharmaceutical engineering, it is ultimately the result of Qi Yan's rational choice. As long as he is not forced to choose a desperate future, everything will be fine.
“Beep beep—”
After Qi Yan left, the phone kept ringing. Shen Xiliu sat on the sofa and was distracted for a long time. How could he let Qi Yan help him move things? He just wanted to find an excuse to stay a little longer and chat a little longer.
The night outside was getting darker and the neon lights were flickering. He heard a slight noise outside, slowly got up and walked to the window. I kept watching Qi Yan's figure appear downstairs of the apartment building and then disappear from my sight.
I shouldn't have gotten close to her, but I couldn't help myself and took the first step.
Chen Xiliu continued to pack his things. His foot injury did not have much impact on him. He used the key that he always carried with him to open the door at the deepest part of the room.
The light behind me shone through the gap into the dark and cold room. Countless photos hit my eyes, and I couldn't help being shocked at first sight.
The walls, ceilings, and corners are all covered with photos of one person. From young to old, it can be seen that the people in the photos are growing up little by little and gradually becoming very outstanding young people. As for the perspectives of the photos, there are candid shots, many frontal shots, and some single-person photos cut out from group photos, but all of these are undoubtedly a violation of other people's privacy.
But the owner of the room didn't care. Looking around, he saw countless photos overlapping and intertwining in the dark room, revealing an extremely twisted and morbid voyeurism. As long as you step into this room, you will be terrified and clearly feel that this room carries a crazy and twisted soul, which is terrifying and depressing.
Shen Xiliu entered the room with the box in his arms in a good mood. His shadow was projected on the ground by the light, elongated, twisted, and hideous, just like his dark and strange soul, exuding a chilling feeling.
Until the door closed gently with a click, the light could no longer invade this dark and depressing room, and he was completely isolated from the world.
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