drunk oxygen

Pei Yan took a step back, feeling like he was about to kiss Xie Xinghe just now.

Xie Xinghe in front of him bent down while supporting the table, Pei Yan endured the pain and asked, "Where did you hit?"

Xie Xinghe raised his foot, and his voice was clearly enduring the pain, "You almost broke my foot..."

Pei Yan didn't know why he suddenly wanted to laugh, he followed Xie Xinghe and bent down to look at his feet, "Does it matter?"

Xie Xing calmed down for a while and said, "It's okay."

He stood up straight again and said to Pei Yan: "I don't remember where I put the gloves, I have to look for them..."

Xie Xinghe opened several cabinets but couldn't find it, so Pei Yan said, "Forget it, I don't need gloves."

Xie Xinghe looked up at the cabinet above again, raised his hand to open the cabinet door, "Maybe it's on top..."

As soon as Pei Yan raised his eyes, he saw Xie Xinghe's sleeve slipped off his arm, revealing half of his forearm, with many deep and shallow scars on it.

Pei Yan's eyes froze, and he grabbed Xie Xinghe's elbow and asked seriously, "How did you do it?"

Xie Xinghe paused, turned around and looked at Pei Yan's frowning.

Pei Yan asked again with a heavy tone, "I said, what happened to your arm?"

Xie Xinghe withdrew his hand from his palm and said indifferently, "Isn't it obvious?"

Pei Yan's heart sank suddenly, and he looked at Xie Xinghe's other arm again. Xie Xinghe had a half-smile, and rolled up his sleeve to show him.

Same, both arms are the same scarred.

Pei Yan couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, shock, anger, heartache, and bewilderment were all mixed together.

He forced himself to take a deep breath, looked into Xie Xinghe's eyes and said, "Xie Xinghe, you..."

Xie Xinghe leaned against the cabinet behind him, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Pei Yan calmly.

Pei Yan's mind was a little confused, he had too many questions to ask, but he didn't know where to start, and it took a long time before he said, "Is there anything else?"

Xie Xinghe was startled for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

Pei Yan's throat tightened, and he asked with some difficulty: "Are there any other injuries?"

Xie Xinghe looked at him for a moment, then said lightly, "Want to see it?"

Pei Yan paused, "...I don't want to watch it."

Xie Xinghe raised his eyebrows, Pei Yan lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on his hands again, "You said it was cooking two days ago..."

"This is true," Xie Xinghe said with a smile, "an accident."

"When did it start? After you retired?" Pei Yan asked.

"No," Xie Xinghe said, "It started when I was a child."

His tone was too understated, Pei Yan nodded, said nothing more, and silently walked to the sink to fill in the water and wash the dishes.

Xie Xinghe stood aside and did not leave, but did not make a sound, just quietly watching Pei Yan's back.

After washing the dishes, Pei Yan said to Xie Xinghe, "I'm going back first."

Xie Xinghe remained motionless, Pei Yan ignored him, and said to Tomato Sauce, "Let's go, I'll take you downstairs."

Tomato sauce started to wag its tail when it heard that it was going downstairs. It turned to look at Xie Xinghe, hoping that he could go with him.

Pei Yan never looked at him, but put a leash on Tomato Sauce, and pulled it out forcefully.

After Pei Yan left, Xie Xinghe put down his sleeves, bent down and opened the cabinet he had just rummaged through. There was a pair of gloves at the bottom.

He took out the gloves, raised his hand and opened the upper cabinet door, and put them in casually.

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Regarding those injuries on Xie Xinghe's body, Pei Yan was thinking about them while walking the dog, thinking about them while eating, thinking about them while sleeping, and thinking about them while sitting beside Li Junyang drinking.

Li Junyang put his hand on his shoulder, and asked him amidst the loud music in the bar, "I said Pei Yan, what's wrong with you today? Why are you absent-minded?"

Pei Yan came back to his senses and finished another glass of wine. He put down the glass and said, "It's nothing, is Xie Wenzhou coming or not?"

Li Junyang was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he said quickly: "Oh, come on, he was shooting a magazine just now, so he will rush over here soon."

He looked at the watch that Pei Yan put on the table after receiving it, opened the watch box and said, "Why don't you put it on..."

While talking, he took Pei Yan's hand to put on the watch for him, "Don't tell me, this watch doesn't look very good-looking, it's much more pleasing to the eye when worn on your hand."

Pei Yan only glanced at it, then withdrew his hand, looking not very interested.

Li Junyang knew that he must have something bothering him, but he refused to tell himself, so he said loudly: "Open the wine! Did you see that the wine is finished? Continue to open! Open the most expensive one!"

Li Junyang drank with Pei Yan for a while, Xie Wenzhou came late, he still had makeup on his face, changed into a lazy and casual attire, and wore a denim jacket on his shoulders.

Li Junyang waved to him with a smile, "Wen Zhou, you're finally here."

Xie Wenzhou took off his jacket, hurried over and said, "Sorry, the shooting time for the magazine is a bit long..."

Li Junyang took his coat, "It's all right, come and sit down, take a rest first."

Xie Wenzhou didn't sit down directly, but looked at Pei Yan and said, "This is..."

Li Junyang held Pei Yan's shoulder, "My brother, Pei Yan, you mentioned him to me last time, did you forget it so quickly?"

Xie Wenzhou stretched out his hand apologetically, "I'm sorry Mr. Pei, I may have been a little dizzy and didn't recognize it. I'm really sorry..."

Pei Yan raised his hand to touch his fingertips, and said very perfunctorily, "It's nothing."

Li Junyang clicked his tongue, and pulled Xie Wenzhou to sit beside him, "What's your name, Boss Pei? Brother Yan!"

Xie Wenzhou smiled, "Okay, Brother Yan."

Li Junyang put one hand on the back of the sofa behind Xie Wenzhou, and leaned closer to talk to him, "How long have you been shooting the magazine?"

Xie Wenzhou sat upright, "Three or four hours, it's a bit longer today."

"Such a long time? Then Wenzhou must be exhausted for us."

Xie Wenzhou smiled lightly, "Fortunately, I'm used to it."

Li Junyang poured wine for Xie Wenzhou himself, "Come on, have a drink and relax."

When Xie Wenzhou looked at Li Junyang, he glanced at Pei Yan intentionally or unintentionally, and said with some embarrassment: "Junyang, I don't really want to drink today..."

"What's wrong?" Li Junyang asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Xie Wenzhou nodded, frowned slightly and said, "My stomach is not feeling well, and my head hurts a little."

Hearing what he said, Li Junyang hurriedly pushed the wine glass away, "Don't drink, don't you have a good meal? I'll ask someone to give you a whole bowl of noodles..."

"Don't bother," Xie Wenzhou said, "I'll be fine after a while."

"Well, then you rest, is the music too loud? I'll let them keep it down..."

Pei Yan was too lazy to listen to what the two of them had to say. He drank another glass of wine, took out his phone and checked, but there was no news of Xie Xinghe.

Pei Yan laughed at himself, how could Xie Xinghe take the initiative to send a message to himself.

He guessed that he wished that he would be scared away by the injuries on his body and stop pestering him.

Pei Yan closed his eyes, raised his head and leaned back. Xie Xinghe said that it started when he was a child. When he was a child, it proved that the problem did not appear because of too much pressure in the entertainment industry. It proved that Xie Xinghe's psychology... was not very normal.

Is this what Xie Xinghe wanted to tell him?

Pei Yan has always admitted that he wanted to chase Xie Xinghe because of his face. After all, the persona was basically fake. Before that, he knew nothing about Xie Xinghe's character.

However, after getting along for this period of time, he also liked Xie Xinghe's character. A good-looking person would always make Pei Yan more tolerant, not to mention that Xie Xinghe was still the best-looking one.

Even if his character is like Ding Nan or Xie Wenzhou who is sitting on the same sofa with him now, Pei Yan will not mind.

But those injuries meant that Xie Xinghe didn't have such an ordinary personality, and it wasn't even what Pei Yan knew now, his personality.

It will be very troublesome, Pei Yan said to himself.

He opened his eyes, and just about to pour another glass of wine, he found that Li Junyang left at some point, and Xie Wenzhou was sitting beside him and watching him quietly.

Pei Yan and Xie Wenzhou looked at each other for a while, Xie Wenzhou took the initiative to speak, his voice was very soft, and it sounded a little weak, "Brother Yan? What's wrong?"