You Sound Sleepy

The atmosphere was strangely quiet for a few seconds, Lin Mian met the man's deep black eyes and shrank his fingers with the canned cat.

Que Qingyan's expression was faint at the moment, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Lin Mian's heart shook as he watched his reaction, and the heart of a young girl who was boiling with enthusiasm instantly cooled down.

She was overwhelmed. This is not the brainless girl who is easy to tear down by her high-cold man. The man in front of him is Que Qingyan. Usually the little girl is a idiot in private and he will let him go. If he really gets in front of the Lord, he will be picked up. It is light to write a review.

This is the truth she learned from him many years ago.

I read it three times in my heart, but the haste is not enough. Lin Mian hesitated for a moment, blinked and retreated to the next best thing: "If you are busy, I will go back first. Don't bother you..."

"Don't go back with your roommate?"

"Huh?" Lin Mian looked up blankly, and hurriedly whispered after reacting, "My roommates have no class in the afternoon and they have already returned to the apartment ahead of time. There are no roommates."

What roommate? nonexistent.

Her expression was too anxious and expectant, and the child wanted candy, for fear that his next word would be rejection. Que Qingyan stared at her for two seconds, then rolled away his eyes: "Let's go."

Lin Mian hasn't slowed down yet: "...ah."

Que Qingyan stopped, with a smile in his eyes, and asked, "Isn't it on the way?"

Lin Mian suddenly squatted: "Soon, along the way."

Realizing that it was the other party's acquiescence, Lin Mian looked at Que Qingyan's tall and straight back, touched his hot face at an angle that he couldn't see, and filled Zhang's tearful expression bag biting the handkerchief. His pace was brisk, and his whole body was full of drama. He obediently left with people.

As a best-selling girl cartoonist, Lin Mian always knows how to draw sultry storytelling and how to show the cuteness of girly comics. Even if the plot is single, she can still draw the most puzzling interaction, every time. Can always yell at the fan Su Deao.

But everyone who knows her well knows that Lin Mian does not have a girlish heart.

Teacher Mu Mian usually likes to watch thrillers and horror movies, and the most unbearable book is the girl manga that she painted.

The editor sighed more than once, other people have some of their own emotions and hobbies in it, but Mu Mian is a completely talented girl cartoonist.

The talent will be exhausted someday sooner or later, and once it is exhausted, it will fall into a bottleneck period that all creators have a headache.

The bottleneck period for forest cotton is no longer one or two days. At the worst time ago, her three-day sleep time totaled no more than ten hours. She was sober in the middle of the night that she could play the ghost of a Chinese girl with a white bed sheet.

However, after the accident happened again, the warm blood in Lin Mian's body burned all the way to the apex of her heart, and the girl's heart was rekindled.

Que Qingyan's car didn't stop far. He opened the door, and Lin Mian's thin white fingers put on the cold handlebars, and sneaked a glance at him before getting into the car.

It happened to meet him across the sides of the dark car body.

Que Qingyan didn't notice her unconscious concentration, tapped the roof of the car with her slender fingers, her voice calm and calm: "Get in the car."

Lin Mian opened the door obediently and got into the car, not forgetting to fasten his seat belt, and sat in front of him.

This sitting posture is as serious as a driver's license test.

At dusk at the end of October, the outside temperature still couldn't drop. Que Qingyan turned on the car's air conditioner, and saw Lin Mian sitting upright, his driving stopped.

There was no movement next to him, Lin Mian couldn't hold back, and looked at him with his head tilted, and saw the man with one hand on the steering wheel, and his free hand stretched out to pull the storage in the car. She looked down, and there were a few small boxes of milk in the storage layer.

Tangtang, associate professor of the Department of Law of K University, a man with a mature charm in every gesture of action. There is nothing else in the storage layer of the car...but a box of milk.

There are no other snacks in the car, and Que Qingyan has no habit of distractions when driving. These milks were bought when she went to pick up Que Min at the airport two days ago. The little niece only drank a box, and the rest was left in the car. .

Que Qingyan saw Lin Mian's doubts, but did not explain, and asked: "Drink milk?"

He gave it to her. Lin Mian's eyes were glowing, and he thanked softly.

The milk carton was square, and she was not willing to drink it for a while. At this moment, she just wanted to bring the milk back to find a glass cabinet and display it as a collection. The exhibit was named "Qu Qingyan の Love Milk."

Um... just draw another pink love heart.

Lin Mian was slightly sweet in his heart, took the milk in his hand and looked at it twice, and saw a line of words printed in English beside the carton:

Recommended age: one to three years old.

Lin Mian: "..."

The car started smoothly and drove out of the campus along the boulevard. Lin Mian's heartbeat was rapid, and he tried to think about the topic while rubbing the edge of the milk carton. Before he thought of saying something to strike up a conversation, the other party spoke first.

"Listen to songs?"

Listening to the voice, Que Qingyan's attitude turned out to be gentle. Lin Mian originally thought that it was the limit for her to go back with him, but he didn't expect that he would ask her on his own initiative.

Lin Mian shook his head, and replied very obediently: "Just a little distance, don't listen."

Que Qingyan answered and asked calmly: "Do you want to sleep if you don't listen?"

"..." Lin Mian was stunned for a second and then collapsed and was about to cry.

Was it waiting for her here? ?

Others beat a stick before giving sweet dates, and he beats sweet dates after they finish. A sap smoothed Lin Mian's disordered heartbeat, and by the way, she was able to disperse all her charming thoughts just now.

She originally wanted to take advantage of the right atmosphere to mention by the way whether the 40,000-character review can be severely punished and reduced the number of words... It seems that, fortunately, she didn't mention it.

Lin Mian's eyes were tearful, and he turned to look at the man: "Professor Que, I am wrong, and I really won't sleep in your class next time." It was not enough, so he added firmly, "Really , I assure you!"

She apologized extremely sincerely, and Que Qing said a little surprised: "Huh?"

He really didn't have the vice of settling accounts after Autumn. The sentence just now was a casual ridicule, and had no other meaning. He didn't expect her to react so much.

The ending sound of this "um" rose up, with a slight hoarseness and humor. Hearing it in Lin Mian's ear, he changed its meaning.

Translated as: How many promises have you made to me, but you still sleep repeatedly, now is it useful to apologize, eh?

Lin Mian's heart was up and down, and he wanted to bite his seat belt.

The road ahead happened to hit a red light, and the car passed the speed bump and stopped slowly. Que Qingyan turned his face to look at Lin Mian, his facial features set against the twilight that entered the window, and he laughed and asked, "Am I so scary?"

Lin Mian was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly answered: "No..."

"I think I may be strict with my students, but I am not harsh." After the red light ended, Que Qingyan turned his gaze back, "So you don't need to be so strict in front of me."

Lin Mian said slightly "um".

No, it's not.

How could it be restrained.

She secretly thought, if you know what I think of you, it might not be as simple as being stern.

He treated her as a child, but she wanted to...

cough.

Que Qingyan didn't pay attention to this side anymore. Lin Mian was bored and took out his phone to check the time, only to find that he had received a WeChat message.

[Xu Zhu: Junior sister! 】

[Lin Mian: Brother! 】

[Xu Zhu: Junior sister, senior brother may have just experienced an amnesia, and I don’t remember how you became my junior sister. Why don't you explain to me, sister? 】

When Xu Zhu had just crossed the sea for Lin Mian in front of Que Qingyan, both of them knew that he was not Lin Mian's senior.

Lin Mian is a student of S University of Fine Arts and joined the school debate team in college, and Xu Zhu is also one of them. The two participated in the University Debate Tournament together, one for the second debate and the other for the third debate. They had different opinions on the spot because of the different entry points of the arguments. The team dismantled each other, and the scene was terrible. Since then, they have never met.

Xu Zhu and Lin Mian were both students in the same class of S University, but different schools in the same class. Now one graduated as a cartoonist, and the other went to K Dalian to study law and master's degree. No matter how they count, they can't be regarded as senior brothers and sisters.

Lin Mian explained a few words, only briefly mentioned what she had pointed out in place of Xu Tong.

He doesn't know, I know he doesn't know, what about acting in a campus spy movie? After waiting for two minutes, Xu Zhu's message came back. It was an emoticon with a row of candles.

[Lin Mian:? 】

[Xu Zhu: There are not many people who dare to deceive the boss so blatantly. I will light a candle for you in advance. 】

The boss refers to Que Qingyan.

Lin Mian put down the phone and looked at the man driving beside him with a guilty conscience.

Since Que Qingyan is Xu Zhu's mentor...

Suddenly she thought of it, re-clicked on WeChat, and typed a line of words sincerely.

[Xu Zhu: What do you want your boss’ WeChat for? You don't really want to be my junior sister, do you? 】

Lin Mian's heart is not, I want to be your teacher...Of course, I just want to dream.

After a while, Xu Zhu pushed Que Qingyan's WeChat account to her.

Lin Mian looked at the WeChat that was being pushed over, his thumb against the screen was a little hot, hesitated for a moment, thanked Xu Zhu and closed the WeChat.

…No, I dare not add it!

K was only a 20-minute drive away from Lin Mian’s apartment. Before the car entered the underground garage, she turned to Que and said: "Professor Que, just put me down here." At the end, he said seriously, "Thank you."

Que Qingyan looked at her.

The elevator in the underground garage can go directly to all floors, but she has to get off in front of the building. Linmian paused, then whispered: "I want to run two laps."

calm down…

She blushed, opened her eyes and said nonsense: "Strong, keep fit."

The two separated in front of the apartment building. Lin Mian really ran around the single building of the apartment building twice. When he returned home, he was panting and slumped on the sofa, blushing and heartbeat after the exercise.

She poked open WeChat and looked at the unfamiliar profile picture. The WeChat name was Que.

To add or not to add?

Lin Mian is cruel, go ahead.

Before adding, she made preliminary preparations, replacing the avatar with the eight characters saying "No manuscript is fatal" with a fresh and sweet Japanese style, deleting all the circles of friends that might reveal real information, and leaving a piece of time. Quiet and calm style of life.

After ordering a friend's application, she rolled around on the sofa a few times, curled up into a pancake with her mobile phone in her arms.

Lin Mian calmly sat up at the back end, silently staring at the screen with his face supported.

Nothing happened for five minutes.

For ten minutes, nothing happened.

half an hour…

Still nothing happened.

"..."

I want to know that Que Qingyan will not add strangers.

Lin Mian was silent for a few seconds, stood up slashingly, put down his phone, decided to put aside mundane affairs, and went to take a bath to calm down.

After she came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair, resisting the desire to fish for the mobile phone on the sofa, she went to the kitchen to cook a pot of soup.

The soup is still simmering slowly. Lin Mian put on wet hair and slowly rubbed it against the sofa. His movements slowed down several times. He slowly opened the phone screen, slowly poked open WeChat, and slowly...

After a moment of silence, Lin Mian said, "Ah ah ah ah-"

My friend's application is approved!

A few fireworks exploded in Lin Mian's mind, looking at the dialog box that passed, her fingertips hovering on the screen, she didn't know what to say for a while.

Enduring the violent heartbeat, she said:

[Professor Que, hello. 】

Fairly satisfactory, there is no following.

and then…

She is Xu Tong now, is she going to talk about topics that should be discussed in law majors?

Lin Mian imagined a serious dialogue between you and a case analysis, which crossed out this possibility.

What if she is not Xu Tong? If it's herself...

Several times this week, he almost lost his horse in front of Que Qingyan. Has he already noticed it? If you confess to him now and admit your mistakes, it's better than being discovered by him at that time... right.

After thinking about it, Lin Mian decided to ask Xu Zhu first, and sincerely poked into the latter's dialogue list.

[Lin Mian: Xu Zhu, if I confess to Professor Que that I have always lied to him, what are the consequences...? 】

Xu Zhu returned quickly.

[Xu Zhu: My boss is not a grudge. 】

Lin Mian heaved a sigh of relief. Just about to exit the chat box, he had a heart-to-heart conversation with Que Qingyan, and saw that the other party came back again.

[Xu Zhu: He is not human when he bears grudges. 】

Lin Mian: "..."

At this time, Que Qingyan's news came back just a few minutes later.

[Que: How? 】

Lin Mian looked at the cold word "how", recalled Xu Zhu's words again and again, holding back a thousand words in front of his desire to survive.

What to say...

Thirty seconds later.

[Lin Mian: Let us know about it. 】