Ling Miao sat slumped in the chair, his high head lowered. He stared at his toes, and a stream of sour water poured out from the bottom of his heart.
Ling Miao is a person who takes soft things rather than hard words. If Su Yuyang said what he just said in an angry or mocking tone, Ling Miao would definitely quarrel with Su Yuyang. However, Su Yuyang seemed to understand Ling Miao. His voice was very soft. The whole sentence did not sound like he was teaching Ling Miao a lesson, but more like he was comforting an injured cat.
Although Ling Miao was thick-skinned, it was only when he was being righteous. Ling Miao was clearly in the wrong, so he couldn't harden up.
Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao thoughtfully, and suddenly a low sob seemed to come from a distance.
The sound of sobs falling in Su Yuyang's ears made Su Yuyang frown, and he sighed: "I don't mean to blame you. I just..."
"I am indeed stupid." Ling Miao interrupted Su Yuyang with his self-deprecating words, "My college roommates all said I was stupid because I actually contradicted the teacher who was in a bad mood in class. Now...
Su Yuyang, I feel very sad.
Editing is a very simple thing, and it is something I do every day. But what about me? It’s not surprising that the main character’s name was spelled wrong in one place, but almost the entire chapter was wrong, and I didn’t have any doubts about it, and I even made the corrections very self-righteously. "
After a moment of silence, Ling Miao begged: "Su Yuyang, give me a chance."
"Chance?"
"Don't fire me." Ling Miao raised his head and looked at Su Yuyang, his originally clear eyes turning cloudy. Su Yuyang raised his hand and put it on Ling Miao's shoulder, and the corners of his slightly raised lips showed relief: "I have no intention of firing you." That's weird! When I see your expression, I can't even think of firing you!
"Really?" Ling Miao's eyes glowed.
Su Yuyang smiled and said: "Cooked—Xiao Miao, I'm hungry."
Su Yuyang said the words "I'm hungry" ambiguously. Ling Miao blushed inexplicably. He knocked Su Yuyang's hand off his shoulder and said in a panic: "Eat when you're hungry."
"But you didn't cook, Xiao Miao."
"Ah... I'm going to cook." Ling Miao trotted into the kitchen. Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao's nervous back and laughed.
While Ling Miao was cooking, Su Yuyang entered the study. In order to prevent Ling Miao from forgetting to delete the manuscript again, Su Yuyang ordered Ling Miao to revise the article on the desktop in the study while he stayed in the bedroom to type.
Thinking that Ling Miao had changed the names of the protagonists one by one, Su Yuyang did not undo it, but permanently deleted Ling Miao's modified manuscript. After learning from the last time, Ling Miao never dared to edit the manuscript online again.
After washing the dishes, Ling Miao returned to the study to prepare for the second revision of the article, but found that his morning results were gone. The results of the comprehensive search were: There are no items matching the search criteria.
"Su! Yu! Yang!" Ling Miao spat out these three words angrily, and the friction between his upper and lower teeth seemed to crush the owner of this name.
"Hey Su Yuyang."
Ling Miao's roar penetrated the wall and reached Su Yuyang's ears. The familiar opening words made Su Yuyang ready for Ling Miao's anger. But what surprised Su Yuyang was that after waiting for a song, the second half of Ling Miao's words didn't come out.
Ling Miao's abnormality worried Su Yuyang. After another song, there was still no movement in the next room. Su Yuyang, who was getting more and more flustered, took off his headphones and opened the study door like a wind.
"Is something wrong?" Ling Miao shouted angrily.
Su Yuyang stood at the door, feeling in a dilemma.
Ling Miao didn't notice anything unusual about Su Yuyang. He smashed the keyboard and turned around and asked, "Don't stand behind me if you're fine. It's scary."
"Uh... don't hit my keyboard, it's a thousand yuan." Su Yuyang changed the topic directly.
"Damn, a keyboard costs a thousand yuan, you're a rich man." Ling Miao's sour tone made Su Yuyang embarrassed.
Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao's resentful eyes, and his heart seemed to be tugged. He hurriedly said: "Well, you continue to write, but although the sound of the mechanical keyboard sounds very pleasant, if you type on the keyboard less hard, it will make the noise It’s got me.”
Without giving Ling Miao time to complain, Su Yuyang closed the study door.
"Huh-" Su Yuyang leaned against the door and let out a breath, and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be a mistake for me to keep Ling Miao here
After Su Yuyang closed the door, Ling Miao's eyes never left the door, as if his eyes had penetrated the door and Su Yuyang's back, and he was peering into Su Yuyang's heart.
Maybe it was ten minutes, maybe it was half an hour. When Ling Miao turned his eyes back to the computer screen, he didn't know what to do with his hand on the mouse.
Su Yuyang asked him to type less hard on the keyboard, but he returned to the computer and opened the door for Su Yuyang. During this period, he had been watching Su Yuyang's updates yesterday and not typing at all.
"Su Yuyang, you really still want me to leave." Ling Miao thought of Su Yuyang's expression standing at the door of the study room talking, and he laughed helplessly, "But where can I go if I leave here? Besides, you said that I can stay, so I will continue to stay here. If you let me leave one day, I... I will tell you when that day comes."