Aquaman, did he roll over today?

The pedestrians at the Shishi high-speed rail station all turned their eyes to the two people in front of Xingke Cafe.The tall man had an elegant and gentle face, and his slight smile made people feel like spring breeze. The shorter boy had just cut his hair, and he carried a small white bag on his shoulders. His appearance was exquisite and rare.

Passers-by took the opportunity to secretly take pictures.

Normally, Lin Congyu would definitely notice it, but now Lin Congyu's eyes and hearts are full of the little guy in front of her, and she even forgot about it in public.

"Is everything packed? Remember to report that you are safe when you arrive."

Qi Yi nodded, looking a little shy with his eyes half downcast, and said in a low voice, "Thank you Brother Lin for applying for my ID card, and also, giving me clothes and a mobile phone."

"Don't break up with Brother Lin," Lin Congyu wanted to touch the young man's fluffy hair, but when he saw him flinching, he stopped continuing and put away his lost emotions and said, "Xiao Yi, I apologize to you on behalf of Yan Ting. I have always been tough, even Yan Bo has to give up three points, don't worry about it..."

In the middle of speaking, he heard the young man's tone firm, as if mustering up great courage and stammering: "I, I don't blame Brother Yan."

"Brother Yan brought me back here...to the city."

Lin Congyu saw that his expression did not appear to be forced, and suddenly remembered the gossip that Xiao Wang had mentioned in a chat—"Hey, Consultant Lin, don't look at that little thing's cowardly, cowardly and pitiful appearance, he is still Confess to the captain."

Maybe Yan Ting is not very familiar with the police department, but Lin Congyu has always been a consultant for dealing with special cases in Beijing, and Xiao Wang is from the Beijing Municipal First Bureau. He has been friends with them for five or six years, so there is no need to mention his personal temperament Gentle, can get along with anyone.

Not to mention that the gossip was Yan Ting's gossip, Xiao Wang couldn't wait to share it with him immediately.

Lin Congyu thought it was interesting, Qi Yi fell in love with Yan Ting at first sight, and even confessed, but on the contrary, Yan Ting was obviously wary and suspicious of Qi Yi.His heart was suddenly a little sour, and then his thoughts turned again, and he suddenly suspected——

Could it be that Yan Ting was blocked in the army, and he was still a teenager when he was confessed to at first, and he couldn't accept it for a while, so he was so close to the enemy?

With such an explanation, the more I think about it, the more reasonable it is.

Lin Congyu felt that the young man had been wronged inexplicably, and he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He persuaded, "You don't remember anything. How can you live in Shanghai? Wouldn't it be good to go to Beijing with Brother Lin?"

Qi Yi was very persistent on this point, shaking his head, "No, thank you Brother Lin."

Lin Congyu felt uncomfortable when he was rejected as a teenager, and comforted him: "Yan Ting has never valued my son... my son is very affectionate and has little interest in love. It's not just for you."

Qi Yi lowered his eyes, "Yes", "I know." He glanced at the phone screen, "Brother Lin...it's time."

Lin Congyu sighed, and gently told him, "Remember to report your safety." He gave him another note, "It has my email address on it, if the phone doesn't work, just send the email, I will read it every day."

The young man nodded repeatedly, turned around and waved after running away, Lin Congyu responded with a smile, and Qi Yi swiped his card to pass through the ticket gate.

Seeing that figure disappearing into the sea of ​​people, Lin Congyu suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

Turning a corner, Qi Yi glanced at the note in his palm, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and threw it into the trash can casually.

Entering the waiting room, I found a vacant seat and sat down. Perhaps it was a good-looking man, but there were people staring at him openly or secretly, and many girls sneakily snapped pictures.

He opened the bag, took out a cup of iced coffee, inserted it into a straw, and took a sip.

Not long after being quiet, a middle-aged man in a light-colored suit sat down beside him. The man took out a business card from his wallet and handed it to Qi Yi. Qi Yi sucked and glanced at him.

The middle-aged man felt apprehensive when he handed over the business card, and he heaved a sigh of relief when the young man took it.

It's really weird, these two short seconds made him as nervous as facing his boss, Mr. Lu, Lu Size.

Qi Yi's opening interrupted the divergence of his brain cells, "Xu Jie?"

Xu Jie nodded again and again, but in his heart he praised this kid not only for his good looks, but also for his beautiful voice. How could he be boasting in that sentence?Yes, like making someone pregnant.

He was full of confidence: "Wei Wenjue, you should have heard of it, right?"

"Have not heard."

—I am his agent.

Hearing such an answer unexpectedly, Xu Jie's tongue twirled the second half of the sentence, and he choked back abruptly.

A woman's sweet voice came from the loudspeaker: "D6909 starts checking tickets."

The boy stood up, carrying a white shoulder bag, and walked towards the ticket gate with an iced coffee in his hand.

Xu Jie immediately picked up the business card that was thrown on the ground by the teenager, and chased after it.It's not that he wants to put a hot face on a cold butt, but it's because the face of a young man is traffic, even if black material is flying all over the sky and he doesn't do anything, someone will pay for the stupidity.

What's more, he was the only artist in the company who joined the industry at the same time, and he was pulled from time to time to help bring some children. It was for this reason that he returned to Shishi. clothes, you might as well bring another one yourself.Later, he heard that two artists under Cen Xue, who had always been at odds, had blossomed at the same time, and he made up his mind even more.

It just so happened that he had just made up his mind, and when he met Qi Yi by chance today, Xu Jie suddenly felt a sense of fate that "it's him!"

Not to mention that the two of them are on the same train, this is simply a godsend, destiny!

At that time, Xu Jie looked critically at the young man's fairy-like face from a distance, and secretly thought that the plastic surgery template might have to go through another bloodbath, but it was impossible to make such a face.

It was fate that he met him. Xu Jie felt that if he was really happy, what was it to show some face?

The ticket was bought by Lin Congyu, D3027 first class, the plane is fast, but Lin Congyu thinks that the train is safer than the plane, and is afraid that the teenager will be born, Lin Congyu also bought a row of two seats, Qi Yi just put down the bag , Xu Jie came over, "Can I sit here?"

Didn't hear the boy's response, Xu Jie's face was extremely thick, and he continued to lobby, "Nowadays, there are a lot of people who want to make their debut. If you are an artist, if you work hard and become famous, you will have a house in two or three years. Those are ordinary people. You can’t earn money if you struggle for decades.”

Seeing that the young man was still unmoved, Xu Jie persisted, "You have also seen the business card. Our Haiyi is second to none in the entertainment company, not to mention the Shanghai stock market. Your conditions are very good. If you and I, I promise to get top-notch resources when I go back.”

"Besides, the nature of an artist's work is different from that of ordinary people, and the environment is more open and free. Besides, seeing so many beautiful and handsome men in front of you every day is also eye-catching."

"Where is your company?"

Xu Jie talked eloquently, and suddenly heard the young man let go, and he was stunned for a moment before he could relax.

Qi Yi turned his eyes, his eyes were cold, his voice was calm, and he asked again.

Xu Jie didn't know which sentence moved the young man, his eyes met, he was instantly caught in the other's eyes that seemed to be able to suck people's souls away, and he couldn't help himself. Fortunately, his professionalism prevailed, and he finally regained his reason and shook his head. Started to take out a new business card from the wallet, "There is an address on it."

Qi Yi took the business card and looked away, only then did Xu Jie regain his senses in a daze.

Calm down, but feel weird.

In fact, he had noticed the boy before Xing Ke Coffee. At that time, the boy shrunk his shoulders and looked timid and cowardly, as if he was very introverted and unconfident, as if talking louder might startle him to jump up, so he initially I thought I was sure of everything.

But now?

From the waiting room to the carriage, the boy's back was straight, his eyes were fixed, and his steps were steady and calm.

The dialogue is not at all stage frightful.

Although the distance between them is not close, it is not far. After living to be 39 years old, Xu Jie has come into contact with many people, but he can't read a trace of emotion from the boy's expression. His feeling was like that of a high-ranking observer, and it seemed that what he dismissed was just a trivial matter.

Moreover, just now with a glimpse, those eyes were like an unpenetrable abyss, and the moment they looked at each other, he even felt... as if his soul was about to leave his body.

Xu Jie was out of his mind, and his mind was wandering. After a while, he heard the boy say, "Seven days later, at ten o'clock in the morning, at the east gate of Hengyuan International Langyi Garden."

Lin Congyu not only found a house for Qi Yi, but also handled the application for admission. This is his foothold.

Xu Jie knew that it was at the appointed place and time, so he nodded repeatedly, fearing that the other party might not see him, so he answered loudly again, and then he couldn't even remember how he walked back to his seat step by step.

When his butt got cold, he was already sitting in his seat, so immediately after, he vaguely felt that the address was familiar, and thought about it for a while, but he couldn't recall it, and he didn't struggle anymore.

As the train started, another passenger arrived late and appeared at the door of the compartment. He was slender and tightly wrapped in a coffee-colored windbreaker. He was holding the shoulder bag strap with five fingers of his left hand wearing a black glove, and half of his face was blocked by a mask. , revealing only a pair of dark and gloomy eyes.

Qi Yi casually raised his head and glanced, the two eyes met, and the other seemed to be amazed by the young man's appearance, so he paused slightly.

Qi Yi's eyes slipped to the man's bag again, his sense of smell was beyond ordinary people's, the moment the man walked in, there seemed to be a smell of corruption and death floating in the air.

There is also an indescribable, familiar attraction.

The man quickly found the corresponding seat according to the ticket, and Qi Yi didn't look back until the other party sat down.

There are not many people in the first-class cabin, and there are three or four people sitting scattered on the left and right sides of the corridor. A girl with heavy make-up is sitting three rows ahead of Qi Yi, looking in the mirror. A young man wearing a hat is sitting obliquely in front of her. He is reading a book, and behind him sits a woman holding a baby.

There are only so few people who can be counted with a slap.

The cabin was very quiet, it was the first time for Qi Yi to ride a high-speed train, sat for a while, bored, stood up, walked to the next compartment, wandering around like a horse watching flowers.

The northwest is mountainous, and bullet trains are shuttling through tunnels. The cabins are dimly lit. Passengers are doing their own things, with their heads buried in Weibo, playing games, or watching live broadcasts of beauties.

When Qi Yi swayed around after visiting the entire train compartment, and walked back, a man wearing a mask and pressing the brim of his hat was on the way. He was talking on the phone. He didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone. He lowered his voice and said helplessly: " Brother Ming, I have a sense of proportion... Well, I hung up..."

His voice was low and pleasant, Qi Yi turned his face sideways, and the tips of his ears moved slightly.

Just as the man pressed the hang up button, the carriage in the tunnel swayed suddenly. He quickly grabbed the back of the seat, his ribs were hit lightly, and he took a closer look. It turned out to be a young man who passed by. Like a cat, the man raised his arm to support him, with a low and hoarse voice, the gentleman asked, "Sorry, are you okay?"