Rubbing my heat, okay?

Qi Xian has imagined many kinds of futures, either plain or exciting, but no matter what kind of future it is, there must be Fei Yan involved in it, maybe it is known to others, maybe it will always be a secret, and he will walk through it holding Fei Yan's hand The rest of life.

However, just like the college days, many things are not what you think, and it will happen as you imagined.

Qi Xian received Wang Yu's call one month after the new year.

At that time, Qi Xian was in between filming, he looked at the caller ID on his phone, and answered the call with his lips pursed: "Hello?"

[Qi Xian? 】Wang Yu's voice was a little hoarse, it sounded like he was getting older,【Do you have time to come back? 】

【What's wrong? 】Qi Xian frowned, 【Is there anything that must require me to go back? 】

Wang Yu froze for two seconds before slowly speaking: [Yes. 】

Qi Xian took a breath, feeling faintly uneasy in his heart. After a long time, he squeezed his phone tightly and replied: [I see, I'll be back tonight. 】

After Qi Xian hung up the phone, he took a deep breath.

Hearing Wang Yu's voice just now, and thinking of what he said just now that he must go back, Qi Xian felt inexplicably flustered.

Don't know what it is, but it sure can't be a good thing.

bother.

Qi Xian squinted at the sun, hesitated for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Fei Yan.

Fei Yan quickly answered the phone with undisguised joy: [Qi Xian? 】

【Um. 】Qi Xian smiled and spoke softly.

[Why are you calling me at this time? 】Fei Yan said, 【Aren't you supposed to be working? 】

[Nothing,] Qi Xian hooked the corner of his mouth subconsciously, [Just... I suddenly want to hear your voice. 】

[Fuck,] Fei Yan laughed twice, [Mr. Qi, you are getting more and more sensual. 】

Qi Xian changed his hand to hold the phone, but didn't speak.

[By the way, let me tell you something,] Fei Yan excitedly gestured twice in the air, [I have more than 1000 million fans, and you are only 5000 million behind! 】

【awesome. 】Qi Xian patted the microphone of the mobile phone twice with the other hand, 【Next time we meet, we must have a good celebration. 】

[Also...] Fei Yan seemed a little embarrassed, and lowered his voice a little, [Our CP Chaohua is now basically stable at the second place, cough... Occasionally it will rise to the first place. 】

【Are you still paying attention to this every day? 】Qi Xianle, 【Do you still have this time every day? 】

[Ai ai ai, don't you laugh? 】Fei Yan coughed twice, 【I just read it when I’m bored... But to be honest, those analysis posts are quite interesting. I really saw it with my own eyes. 】

Qi Xian smiled and said: 【Then shall we give out some candy secretly? 】

[Don't you,] Fei Yan waved his hand, [It's enough for you to give me a like and a comment from time to time, if you do anything too radical, your only fan will tear me to pieces . 】

Qi Xian nodded thoughtfully, and truly sighed: [The rice circle is so complicated. 】

Fei Yan agreed with an 'hmm'.

[Okay, I'm going to shoot,] Qi Xian nodded to the staff waving to him, put his face close to the receiver and said softly, [Really... Thank you very much. 】

[Go, go, thank you every day, thank you, thank you,] Fei Yan clicked his tongue, [Thank you, sir, that sounds like it's killing me. 】

Although it sounds vulgar, Fei Yan's voice is really magical, and it easily soothes Qi Xian's unknown fear of the upcoming unknown event.

Whatever the hell it was, Fei Yan was always there.

So, nothing to panic about, is there?

Qi Xian came home at about eight o'clock in the evening. His home is in City B, not far from the filming location, and it takes more than an hour to drive there.

Winter in the north is always extremely cold, the moment he opened the car door, Qi Xian shivered involuntarily.

He walked through the courtyard, and when he was about to get the key to open the door, he found that the door was half closed.

Pushing open the door, in the living room, my father, mother and elder brother were already sitting on the sofa upright.

"Dad, Mom, Brother," Qi Xian closed the door and waved to them, his tone as friendly as possible, "I'm back."

"Xiao Xian," Qi Yan glanced at him, "Come and sit."

Qi Xian has rarely seen his brother since high school, but the relationship between the two has always been very good, so even though it has been such a long time, even if he is somewhat repelled by his parents, he has always respected Qi Yan.

Qi Xian walked over and asked first, "What happened?"

"I don't know who it is, but it seems that they have taken a fancy to our company." Qi Yan frowned, "Now they are punishing us."

Qi Xian was stunned.

He has no idea about this kind of thing. Since he was a child, although he has no love from his family, he has always lived in a wealthy environment that ordinary people cannot understand. Now that he has grown up, he has made a lot of money. In short, it can be said that he In the past 20 years, I have never been troubled by money.

But now, the expressions of his parents and his brother are telling him that he has to face this thing that he has never faced before.

"Are you bankrupt?" Qi Xian took a deep breath, obviously what he said was definitely not something that made people feel relaxed, but his tone did not hesitate or pause.

"You can say that." Qi Yan nodded, with a forbearing expression on his face, "...and owed a large amount of debt."

"Let's go to the opposite company and talk about it together," Qi Xian looked down at the ground, his knuckles turned white from pinching at some point, "I'll pay you back."

Several people did not answer, and the air froze for a moment.

"Qi Xian..." Wang Yu broke the silence first, walked up to Qi Xian, bent slightly and hugged him, "Thank you...you will always be my mother's pride."

Qi Xian patted Wang Yu's back lightly, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Proud...?

After a long, long time, when Qi Xian recalled one thing after another that happened to him, he still regretted why he had to go to the opposite company at that time, just like a butterfly in the South American tropics, he didn't know at that time, this What an aftershock that little flapping of wings would bring to his life.

He and Qi Yan passed there the next morning, and the weather was still very cold. Qi Xian and Qi Yan didn't say anything the whole way, until they got on the elevator, Qi Yan stretched out his hand and patted Qi Xian's shoulder, pretending to be relaxed and saying: "I'll be here when we talk later."

"...Well," Qi Xian smiled warmly, and patted Qi Yan's shoulder.

The time seems to be extremely long, and the time when I walked to the office seems to have passed a century, and even the steps I take are stained with unnegligible heaviness.

The first thing I heard when I opened the door was a little girl's voice. I couldn't make out what was said, but it had a strong meaning of being coquettish.

"President Wang," Qi Yan glanced at the little girl, then retracted his gaze and bowed politely to the man in front of him, "Let's talk."

"Xi Zhi, you go out first," Mr. Wang waved his hand at the girl, "Dad has something to talk about now."

"Oh..." Wang Xizhi bulged her cheeks, and when she was about to go out, her eyes suddenly lit up. She looked straight at Qi Xian at the door, and stretched out her fingers almost tremblingly, "You... aren't you Qi Xian? ??!"

Before Qi Xian could react, Mr. Wang scolded Wang Xizhi again.

Wang Xizhi let out a sigh, and walked out of the office vigorously.

What Qi Yan and Mr. Wang said, Qi Xian didn't hear clearly, he just felt very tired, the time was long and hard, even a smile was barely uncomfortable.

He didn't know much about things in the mall, but he could hear Mr. Wang's aggressiveness.

Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Qi Xian took a light breath.

It's fucking annoying.

...It would be great if Fei Yan was here.

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The stupid author who consciously lifted the lid of the pot...