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He Qi, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, was raising his body and reaching out to touch Xia Wangchuan's face, while the latter was backing away while blocking something.
The movements and postures of the two people showed that He Qi was teasing Xia Wangchuan.
Qiu Jiyan only felt a "buzz" in his head. He who had always been calm and composed suddenly rushed forward like a racing car that suddenly lost control.
"What the hell do you want to do?"
Qiu Jiyan¡¯s angry voice startled the two people on the bed and beside the bed.
Looking at Qiu Jiyan who had rushed to the bed, He Qi suddenly retracted his outstretched hand, the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally he forced a smile.
¡°Jiyan, don¡¯t get me wrong, it¡¯s not what you think!¡±
Qiu Jiyan¡¯s left hand had already grabbed He Qi¡¯s collar, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, and he was about to swing it out.
Xia Wangchuan, who was beside the bed, hurriedly shouted softly, "Mr. Qiu, you misunderstood!"
Hearing Xia Wangchuan's words, Qiu Jiyan's right fist stopped in mid-air, he looked at Xia Wangchuan's anxious face with some hesitation, and slowly loosened He Qi's collar.
His eyes met Xia Wangchuan's, filled with anxiety, "Are you okay?"
Xia Wangchuan waved to him hastily.
"It's okay, Mr. He is joking with me."
Looking at Qiu Jiyan¡¯s gloomy face, Xia Wangchuan knew that these words could not eliminate the doubts in his heart.
"Mr. Qiu, just now Mr. He said that he really wanted to see what I looked like with my glasses off. I said I was busy operating the massager and it was not convenient for me to take off my glasses, so let it go. Mr. He probably wanted to open a surgery with me. Just kidding, I just said I would pick it for you if it was inconvenient for you, no, just as he stretched out his hand, you came in."
After hearing what Xia Wangchuan said clearly and understandably, the anger on Qiu Jiyan's face slowly calmed down.
He glanced at He Qi, who had massage belts attached to his waist and legs, turned around and said to Xia Wangchuan, "Brother Xia, please go back first. I'll talk to my classmates about something."
Xia Wangchuan responded, helped He Qi take off the massage belt, turned off the instrument, nodded to He Qi on the bed, turned around and went out.
The room seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.
This silence seems to be just a short moment, and it seems to have passed for a long time.
Qiu Jiyan put his hands in his trouser pockets and stared straight at the opposite wall.
"Mr. Qiu, are you reluctant to even look at me?"
He Qi finally slowly sat up from the massage bed, his eyes fixed on Qiu Jiyan's face, his tone seemed to contain an accusation mixed with resentment.
"You do not deserve."
Qiu Jiyan¡¯s voice was low, but as cold as the ice under the snow-capped mountains in winter.
"I'm not worthy, who is? That masseur with four eyes? You've fallen in love with him, right? You have very strong taste, Qiu Jiyan!"
There was an obvious sourness in He Qi's pretending to be relaxed voice.
"You are sick!"
Qiu Jiyan¡¯s voice rose instantly.
"I'm sick?"
"Qiu Jiyan, if you can hide it from others, can you hide it from me? Your family has said that this person named Xia used to be a technician in a massage parlor. You used to hide from people in such service places, but now you can take the initiative to claim it back. You are home, and you are still calling me Brother Xia, do you dare to say that your heart is a pool of stagnant water?"
He Qi took a long breath, stared at Qiu Jiyan's slowly narrowed eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Do you know why I need to take off his glasses? Mr. Qiu, I believe you are much more discerning than me. This masseur needs to have a good figure and a decent appearance. You can't see it, can you? You're pretending to be stupid and ugly like this. If someone stays with you, he naturally wants to do something, but if you still protect him and don't expose him, how can you still say that you don't like him?"
Qiu Jiyan slowly turned around and his eyes fell on He Qi's face.
This was the first time he looked at him tonight.
"He Qi, listen, there is no need to bring irrelevant people into the matter between us. It doesn't matter whether I like anyone or not. The important thing is that I don't like you. Do you understand?"
The expression on He Qi's face slowly solidified into a bloodless white plate.
"You hate me so much? Qiu Jiyan, I was wrong about what happened back then, but wasn't my original intention also because I liked you? As for you seeing me now as if you were an enemy, do you think that's the problem?"
Qiu Jiyan slowly turned his gaze from He Qi¡¯s face to the wall.It¡¯s a seemingly innocuous inquiry, ¡°Are you okay?¡±
But from his lost expression and the momentary concern that could not be concealed, Xia Wangchuan had already sensed a trace of the man's heart.
Could it be that I have really slowly approached the softest place in that ice-covered fortress?
Suddenly there was a gentle tapping sound on the glass window on the balcony door.
Xia Wangchuan, who was deep in thought, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his head. A tall figure was standing on the balcony looking at him quietly.
It¡¯s Qiu Jiyan.
Seeing Xia Wangchuan looking at him in surprise, Qiu Jiyan seemed to smile slightly, stretched out his right hand and flicked the glass window twice.
¡°I made tea, would you like to come out and have a couple of cups?¡±
Xia Wangchuan didn't have time to think about anything and nodded gently to the person outside the window.
Drink, how could you not drink?
¡°Don¡¯t say it was the tea you made, even if you gave it the medicine, I would drink it without hesitation.
Because the figure standing in the dim light of the balcony is no one else, but the one I miss so much, you.
The two people on the balcony maintain the same posture.
They were all leaning slightly, one arm resting on the railing of the balcony, and one hand holding the tea cup. In the cool night breeze, the smell of white tea became more and more mellow and warm.
Tonight, as if they had made an appointment, they were both wearing white nightgowns, standing side by side in front of the railing on the dim balcony, looking into the distant distance.
If you look at it from a distance, the black space background and the white character outlines look like a freehand painting frozen in time.
"I didn't massage you today. Are you feeling strong?"
Xia Wangchuan took a sip of tea and gently asked the man next to him.
"It's very uncomfortable."
Qiu Jiyan's voice seemed to have an unusual tone in his usual deep voice.
Why does it sound like coquettish?
Xia Wangchuan was stunned by this completely unimaginable tone and subconsciously turned his head.
Qiu Jiyan was actually looking at him too.
His heart was beating uncontrollably.
"Whatwhat's wrong with you? Let me help youpress it."
¡°It¡¯s not exciting here.¡±
Xia Wangchuan's eyes followed Qiu Jiyan's hand, and he was stunned.
Qiu Jiyan pointed to the position of his heart.
If it were someone else who said this in front of him, Xia Wangchuan would think that the other person was joking with him. Of course, he might also be flirting.
But when Qiu Jiyan said this sentence, for some reason, Xia Wangchuan could deeply believe that what he said was true.
This man must be feeling unhappy today.
Is it because of that He Qi?
"Does a gold medal masseur also have troubles?"
Qiu Jiyan also took a sip of tea, looked at Xia Wangchuan who was looking at his chest in a daze, and asked quietly.
Xia Wangchuan came back to his senses, and his eyes met with Qiu Jiyan's in the air.
He found that when Qiu Jiyan faced him tonight, both his words and his eyes seemed to have shed a lot of things.
"Actually it's not difficult," Xia Wangchuan gently pressed his right hand on his heart, "The meridians of all parts of the human body are connected, including the human heart."
"It's just that when the meridians are not smooth, some parts are suitable for massage and relief with fingers, and some places are suitable for pricking and penetrating with golden needles. The human heart is more suitable for sensing and listening with another heart I think , that can be considered a kind of massage.¡±
"Because as a qualified masseur, his fingers are originally connected to his heart."
He did not raise his head to look at Qiu Jiyan, but he knew that when he said these words, the man's eyes remained on his face.
There was a wind blowing, but neither of the two men in nightgowns on the balcony seemed to feel the cold night breeze.
Qiu Jiyan: "I am really worried about something in my heart, and I really want to find someone to talk to."
Xia Wangchuan glanced at him, "Is it related to that He Qi?"
Qiu Jiyan smiled, "Yes, since you said that masseurs can also rely on listening and heart to massage, then do you want to hear what I have to say?"
"To be honest, I have never told anyone these things."
Xia Wangchuan did not answer, but nodded deeply.
Qiu Jiyan took the lead in walking to the wicker chair on the balcony.
"However, your hands are so good, don't be idle, listen and press my neck at the same time."
Xia Wangchuan: ""
Under the moonlight, Qiu Jiyan was half sitting and half leaning on a wicker chair. Xia Wangchuan stood behind him and gently pressed his fingers on the back of his neck.
"He Qi was my roommate when I was in college in the United States"
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Qiu Jiyan took the lead in walking to the wicker chair on the balcony.
"However, your hands are so good, don't be idle, listen and press my neck at the same time."
Xia Wangchuan: ""
Under the moonlight, Qiu Jiyan was half sitting and half leaning on a wicker chair. Xia Wangchuan stood behind him and gently pressed his fingers on the back of his neck.
"He Qi was my roommate when I was in college in the United States"
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