After lunch, Ling Miao was massaging Su Yuyang's body. This was prescribed by the doctor to prevent muscle atrophy.
"Su Yuyang, are you pretending to be comatose because you want me to take care of you all the time? To be honest, even if you wake up, I will continue to take care of you, so you don't have to be afraid." Ling Miao gently squeezed Su Yuyang's wrist. Xiaoshan, "Also, Sister Yan's concert is about to start. I remember you said you were going to go. Do you want to let Sister Yan go? The online game "Evil Song Against the Sky" is about to enter closed beta. I I still want you to play with me. Your manuscript collection is almost unbearable. Although two updates a day can support the 14th, I want to update a few more chapters every day." Ling Miao is like a nagging old woman, The movements of the hands are non-stop, and the mouth is also non-stop.
"Do you remember Ji Linxi? That's my roommate. Sister Yan has fallen in love with him and is pursuing him. If you wake up, you might be able to give Sister Yan some advice. By the way, I'm following your advice. Xiuwen, this is a mental and physical job. Without you by my side, I would have no motivation.
Su Yuyang, unless you wake up, no one will find fault with me. My life will be quite boring. Even though I'm angry that you deliberately teased me, I feel like something is missing without you, and habits are really fucking scary things. "Su Yuyang, please don't let me get used to this life. I want you to be by my side, even if you irritate me every moment.
"Hey Su Yuyang, are you kidding me now? Don't you think this joke is too much? Wake up, I will chop you up if you don't wake up!" Ling Miao looked at Su Yuyang's lifeless face fiercely. , the movements of his hands gradually stopped.
"Asshole, what a fucking bastard." Ling Miao cursed with a smile, but he didn't know whether he was scolding Su Yuyang or himself.
It started to rain again outside the window, and big raindrops hit the awning. The "crackling" sound disturbed Ling Miao's mind even more. After covering Su Yuyang with the quilt, Ling Miao sat aside and continued to revise the manuscript.
"Hey, Su Yuyang, I've been thinking about this plot for a long time, and you guessed it right, it's a big trap, and it may not be revealed until the end of the full text." Ling Miao didn't forget to talk to Su Yuyang while editing the manuscript, and just replied All he heard was the sound of rain that never stopped outside the window.
Ling Miao didn't receive an answer from Su Yuyang. He shook his head with a wry smile, and then heard the sound of keyboards in the room. The sound of rain and keyboard sounds harmoniously intertwined together, playing a desolate song.
"Damn it, Su Yuyang, I think this is the best paragraph in the whole book, but you criticized it for being useless. Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up?" Ling Miao looked at the computer screen, and the corners of his lips that were raised forcibly dropped. He stood down, as if he was really angry, as if Su Yuyang was standing beside him.
"Um… "
A faint humming sound came, and Ling Miao paused for a moment. After listening carefully, he smiled and said, "Hey, I have an illusion." Ling Miao continued to type on the keyboard, but there was nothing but the sound of the keyboard and the sound of rain in his ears. There were sounds, and there were people moaning. Ling Miao slammed the keyboard, turned to look at Su Yuyang and shouted: "If you wake up, open your fucking eyes and stop making noise by making noises here!"
Su Yuyang did not open his eyes, but Ling Miao saw his lips move. Ling Miao couldn't read lips and didn't know what Su Yuyang was talking about, but it was true that Su Yuyang was conscious!
"Mash, you finally reacted!" Ling Miao kicked Su Yuyang, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and laughed until he burst into tears.
I don't know if it was the effect of Ling Miao's kick, but Su Yuyang's eyelashes were trembling, as if the curtain would open at any time. Ling Miao got out of bed and moved all his things out of Su Yuyang's room.
Ling Miao entered Su Yuyang's room again, and all he saw was a pair of confused eyes. Su Yuyang watched Ling Miao slowly walk in, trying hard to form an arc on his chapped lips. Ling Miao had put away his true emotions a long time ago, but his acting skills were indeed not very good. The excitement, excitement and helplessness in his eyes would definitely be discovered as long as he was willing to look for them with his heart.
Ling Miao folded his hands on his chest and said angrily to Su Yuyang: "You have slept for more than a day, did you feel good?"
"Did I faint again?" Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao apologetically.
Ling Miao snorted coldly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and shouted: "You also know that you fainted again? Since you are sick again, go and get treatment! Fortunately, you fell down in Feng Ji's shop, if you were alone Outside, if you faint while walking, the ghost uncle will pay no attention to you!"
Ling Miao taught Su Yuyang a lesson, and Su Yuyang burst out laughing. He said softly: "Ling Miao, you look exactly the same now as when my mother taught me a lesson."
"Damn!" Ling Miao bared his teeth and cursed, and then he thought of something. He patted his head and said suddenly: "Yesterday, your mother called and said that she had sent you rice dumplings, but the courier has not arrived yet. You The phone is here, call your mother yourself." After saying that, Ling Miao turned around and looked like he was leaving.
Su Yuyang stretched out his hand to grab Ling Miao, but Ling Miao was too far away from him and he fell to the ground. Ling Miao heard the noise and turned around to see Su Yuyang sliding out of bed.
"Su Yuyang, you are not only a bastard, but also an idiot." Ling Miao cursed while helping Su Yuyang lie down on his bed. He was lucky that he had pulled out the needle a few minutes ago, otherwise... tsk tsk tsk, blood would flow like a river (?).
"Yanli won't be back for a few days, are you leaving?" Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao, who was covering himself with a quilt, with expectant and pleading eyes. Ling Miao said angrily: "You are really stupid. You are like this. Can I leave at ease? Don't worry, as long as you don't drive me away, I will never leave."
"Thank you." Su Yuyang forced a smile. Suddenly Su Yuyang put his hand on Ling Miao's hand, but moved away after a few seconds. Su Yuyang felt weak all over. Ling Miao really didn't want Su Yuyang to touch him, so why would he let Su Yuyang put his hand on the back of his hand for a few seconds? Su Yuyang didn't notice it, but Ling Miao noticed Su Yuyang's caution. It seemed that his dislike of Su Yuyang in the past few times made Su Yuyang cautious about him.
Ling Miao held Su Yuyang's warm hand with his backhand. He looked at Su Yuyang with smiling eyes and said softly: "Brother Su, I will stay after Sister Yan leaves, as long as you don't drive me away."
"How could I drive you away?" Su Yuyang's lifeless eyes were filled with ripples, and the excitement on his face made Ling Miao laugh even more.
"Call your aunt. I also want to inform Feng Ji and the others that you're awake." Ling Miao plugged the earphones into Su Yuyang's phone, put the earphones on Su Yuyang, and then dialed Su's mother's number.
Ling Miao left Su Yuyang's room and turned around and entered the bathroom.
"Feng Ji, Brother Su is awake." Ling Miao's voice was trembling, "He is calling his mother. Brother Feng, I want to ask you something. I like Su Yuyang, and I hope you don't tell him."
"Why?" Feng Ji was puzzled.
"Although Su Yuyang doesn't show that he hates me, he doesn't necessarily like me, so I don't want to let myself get too disappointed." Ling Miao leaned his back against the wall, and the coldness of the wall tiles penetrated the thin clothes, caressing every part of Ling Miao's body. An inch of skin.
"I won't tell."
"You can't even hint!" Ling Miao seemed to have figured out what Feng Ji was thinking, so he added another sentence.
Feng Ji was frustrated: "You know everything I want over the phone, Ling Miao, you can do it."
"Ha." Ling Miao chuckled, "Thank you, Brother Feng."
After informing Feng Ji, Ling Miao notified Yan Li. Although Yan Li was a little depressed, he also expressed respect for Ling Miao's choice.
Ling Miao finally informed Ji Linxi, and Ji Linxi sighed: "You kid, you have changed a lot."
"Because I fell in love with someone."
"Ling Miao, you used to have all your emotions written on your face, but now... time has taught you a lot." Ji Linxi sighed.
Ling Miao heard something in Ji Linxi's words and guessed that Ji Linxi had encountered a problem. He hurriedly asked: "What happened?"
Ji Linxi seemed to make a mockery. He wanted to say it was okay, but since Ling Miao had already asked, not saying anything made Ling Miao worried. Ji Linxi rubbed his fingers on the petals at hand, looking out the window and thinking about Hu Lin's expression when he received the flowers. He said with sadness: "I received a bouquet of flowers this morning. When I signed for it, Hu Lin came over. He accidentally touched the card on the ground. Damn it, I can meet Hu Lin even if I have a holiday."
"Who sent the flowers?" As soon as the question came out of his mouth, Ling Miao realized that he had asked a redundant question - as expected, the flowers must have been sent by Yanli.
"I don't know, there is only one word 'Word' written on the card." Ji Linxi's voice gradually became colder. Ling Miao shuddered and thought to himself: "You still said you didn't know, but you clearly knew the person who sent the flowers, and then you became irritable."
"What are you going to do?" Ling Miao's tone did not change much, but his expression was full of excitement waiting for the show to begin.
Ji Linxi played with the flowers and sneered: "What else can I do? Of course, give it back to her."
"Give it back to her?" Ling Miao asked doubtfully, "When she comes back, will the flowers wither?"
Ji Linxi seemed to have devised a conspiracy. He said slyly: "Who said we should wait for her to come back? Don't forget, she gave me a ticket to the concert, and she was a front-row VIP."
The flowers were sent back in front of tens of thousands of people. Ling Miao guessed that Yan Li's expression must be very good-looking. He suddenly wanted to go and see Yan Li's wonderful performance.
"Would it be bad if you did this?"
"What's wrong? Ling Miao, I really have no feelings for Yan Li, and I don't want her to waste her time on me, nor do I want her to mess up my life." Ji Linxi said her reasons, Ling Miao had no position to refute.
Ling Miao thought about Yan Li's frustration when he received the flowers, and he asked, "It's up to you. I just ask you not to make Sister Yan too sad."
"I'm happy to be friends with her, just boyfriend and girlfriend."
"correct… "
"Small seconds?"
Before Ling Miao finished speaking, a weak voice came over. Ling Miao said hurriedly: "He's calling me. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Brother Su, what's the matter?" Ling Miao hung up the phone and hurried over.