Ling Miao gasped and stood at the door, hesitant to go in. Su Yuyang smiled when he saw this and said, "What are you doing standing at the door stupidly? Pour me a glass of water." Su Yuyang winked at Ling Miao.
Ling Miao walked in in two steps, picked up Su Yuyang's cup from the desk and asked, "Cold or warm?" Before Su Yuyang could say anything, Ling Miao made a decision: "It's better to drink warm. You're afraid. cold."
Su Yuyang wanted to say: "Just because I'm afraid of the cold doesn't mean I can't drink cold water!" But seeing the determination in Ling Miao's eyes, he nodded in acquiescence.
Ling Miao turned around and walked out of the room. Su Yuyang's eyes were still at the door. Soon, Ling Miao came back. He took a full glass of water, but did not take away the cover of the quilt. In addition, he walked a little hastily, and part of the water in the glass spilled out, making his clothes wet.
Su Yuyang took the water and took a sip. When he saw the area on Ling Miao's chest soaked with water, he said in a joking tone: "Are you thirsty too?"
"Ah?" Ling Miao looked down, touched his head and said sheepishly, "I'm going to change clothes first." After saying that, he raised his feet and walked out. Su Yuyang's cold voice came from behind Ling Miao. Su Yuyang said: "Aren't your clothes in my room?"
Ling Miao froze and cursed in his heart: "Damn, I took away the other things, but I forgot my clothes!"
Ling Miao didn't know when Su Yuyang would wake up, so he basically moved his things into Su Yuyang's room. When Su Yuyang was about to wake up, he moved his things out, but forgot the clothes on the bedside table. o(╯□╰)o
Ling Miao turned his head mechanically, and said with a fawning smile: "Well, Brother Su, you rest first, I'm going to change clothes." Ling Miao walked to the other side of the bed, picked up his clothes, and ran away as if fleeing. Got out.
Su Yuyang's eyes followed Ling Miao's fleeing figure, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
A few minutes later, Ling Miao came back.
Su Yuyang still maintained the same posture as when Ling Miao went out. Ling Miao came over and turned Su Yuyang's body around. He lectured: "Aren't you tired from lying like this?"
Su Yuyang kept smiling and didn't speak. Ling Miao felt angry and happy at the same time. He covered Su Yuyang with a quilt and said resignedly: "Forget it, because you are a sick person, I won't care about you. I think about it tonight. What to eat?”
Su Yuyang pretended to be thinking, and Ling Miao waited patiently for his answer.
"Porridge." Su Yuyang breathed out one word.
Ling Miao asked: "Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, corn porridge, mung bean porridge, or pumpkin porridge?"
"You decide." Su Yuyang continued to speak in the same way as before. In fact, he did not have much strength.
Su Yuyang's current state really made Ling Miao feel distressed. Ling Miao didn't ask any more questions. He put the lid on the cup and put it on the bedside table. He said, "Call me if you need anything. I'll do the coding."
"You should be right next to me." Su Yuyang glanced sideways, "I remember you have a desk."
"While you are watching from the side, why do I still have the energy to code? Besides, is it appropriate for you to let me code on your side?" Ling Miao rolled his eyes at Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang also knew this, and he said nonchalantly: "That's up to you."
Ling Miao went out and came back within a minute.
After setting up the desk, Ling Miao sat on the bed.
Su Yuyang joked: "I'm watching next to you, do you still have the mind to code?"
"I should train myself, can't I?" Ling Miao shot back.
A few seconds after Ling Miao finished speaking, Su Yuyang heard the sound of the keyboard. He turned his head and raised his eyes to look at Ling Miao's focused face from bottom to top.
The rain outside the window became more and more violent, hitting the glass as if it was going to break through. Ling Miao frowned, as if his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of rain outside the window.
"Fuck." Ling Miao cursed in a low voice, then turned to look at Su Yuyang, and said feebly: "I'm stuck."
"Huh?" Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao in confusion.
Ling Miao took out the outline of his novel compiled by Su Yuyang, and smiled proudly as if he had grabbed someone's pigtails: "Su Yuyang, do you read my writing very carefully?"
"I sorted it out when I was bored. Just take a look and smile." Su Yuyang didn't pay much attention and didn't even ask how these things came to be in Ling Miao's hands.
Ling Miao carefully folded all the papers together, then added them with clips, and said very preciously: "I will keep these things."
Seeing Ling Miao's childish behavior, a warmth flowed through Su Yuyang's heart. Ling Miao also felt happy about the treasure he had worked so hard to organize. Su Yuyang's hand covered Ling Miao's leg. Ling Miao trembled and moved his leg away reflexively. Su Yuyang's palms were empty. Although the expression on his face didn't change much, his heart didn't feel very good. Ling Miao could see Su Yuyang's disappointment and regret. He calmed down his emotions and said gratefully: "Thank you for your suggestion. I am revising the article based on your suggestion."
Revising is an extremely painful job, not to mention that Ling Miao's article has more than two million words, and it will take four or five days to read it day and night. If it is revised, it will be impossible to finish it in less than two months.
Thinking of Ling Miao's haggard appearance after revising his essay, Su Yuyang's tone became pitiful: "It's already over two million words, so there's no need to revise it. It's all gone anyway."
If Su Yuyang said these words in a sarcastic tone, Ling Miao would definitely scold him, but he just felt distressed, which made Ling Miao completely unable to get angry, okay? Ling Miao clapped his hands with paper and said firmly: "Even if I'm on the street, I still have to finish it. Maybe it will suddenly become popular after finishing the book?"
"That's true." Su Yuyang was unable to refute, but he made another request: "Don't update it during the revision period."
Ling Miao glanced at Su Yuyang, and said in a strange and expectant tone: "If you don't code, you won't be recommended and you won't have perfect attendance. If I don't get money, I won't be able to support myself. Is it possible that you support me?"
"Okay." Su Yuyang agreed without thinking. He felt something was wrong as soon as the words came out of his mouth, and under Ling Miao's surprised gaze he added: "What I mean is, you continue to be my assistant, and I will give you a salary - won't you have money in this way?"
"Damn, this and 'you raise me' have completely different meanings, okay!" Ling Miao made a face at Su Yuyang, and Su Yuyang laughed twice.
It was probably because Su Yuyang laughed that Ling Miao felt much more relaxed, and he also laughed. Suddenly, Ling Miao seemed to have thought of something. He smiled wickedly and asked, "Are you still going to Sister Yan's concert?"
"It's tomorrow, right?" Su Yuyang recalled the time, "Do you think I can still go like this?"
Ling Miao was a little disappointed, but thinking that Su Yuyang might have a ticket, he was full of health again. Ling Miao asked: "Brother Su, do you have tickets for Sister Yan's concert?"
"Do you want to go?" A bright light flashed in Su Yuyang's eyes, and he thought to himself: "Ling Miao is not a fan of Yanli, right? Why is he so excited? Is there some hidden secret?" Curiosity, everyone has it. Although Su Yuyang's curiosity was not big, since this matter involved Yan Li and Ling Miao, his curiosity was completely aroused. If Ling Miao didn't tell him, Ling Miao's life would not be easy in the future. ah.
Ling Miao said mischievously: "I want to go to the theater."
"Watching a show?" The concert is not a drama, so what show is there to watch
Ling Miao's words made Su Yuyang even more reluctant to give up.
Su Yuyang nodded and said: "Where are the tickets? I do have them, but there is only one."
"Brother Su, you don't want to go anyway, why not..."
"I suddenly want to go." Su Yuyang interrupted Ling Miao. Ling Miao took a deep breath and looked like he was going to scold Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Miao, looking very proud. Ling Miao slowly exhaled and begged: "Brother Su, please give me your ticket!"
"You're not a fan of Yan Li, why do you suddenly want to go to her concert?" Su Yuyang finally revealed his true purpose.
"Is such that… "
Ling Miao immediately told in detail that Yan Li fell in love with Ji Linxi, sent flowers to Ji Linxi, and Ji Linxi's reaction. Finally, he begged again: "Brother Su, I really want to see Sister Yan as soon as possible." The reaction when it comes to flowering.”
"That's not a reason." Su Yuyang felt that Ling Mianying had a deeper reason, so he still didn't let go.
Ling Miao was finally defeated. He said calmly: "I want to stop Lin Xi."
"I accept this reason." Su Yuyang finally relented, but before Ling Miao's joy faded away, Su Yuyang added another blow: "But I can't give you my vote."
"Nah..." Ling Miao wanted to curse!
Su Yuyang had been watching Ling Miao's expression. The excitement on Ling Miao's face did not escape Su Yuyang's eyes. The momentary excitement turned to depression was also caught in Su Yuyang's eyes. The helplessness after the depression was also watched by Su Yuyang. Although Su Yuyang was secretly happy in his heart, his face looked very calm. After begging once but it didn't work, he begged a second time. When the second time didn't work, Ling Miao had to spread his hands and said, "In this case, I won't go. Anyway, I won't be the one who will be sad then."
Ling Miao unexpectedly didn't get angry, but his displeasure was still written on his face. Su Yuyang rolled down his body to get closer to Ling Miao. Ling Miao was sitting on the edge, and he would fall off the bed if he was not careful. Su Yuyang suddenly rolled over, which really made Ling Miao confused and almost fell down. Ling Miao looked nervously at Su Yuyang, who was rolling over, and asked timidly: "Su... Brother Su, what are you going to do?"
Su Yuyang patted Ling Miao's leg and comforted, "Don't be sad. Although I can't give you my ticket, I can give you Feng Ji's ticket."
"Ah -?" Ling Miao still couldn't believe it.
"Dial Feng Ji's number for me." Su Yuyang smiled lovingly.
Ling Miao dialed Feng Ji's number, and Su Yuyang asked him to put it on speakerphone again. Ling Miao was a little surprised that Su Yuyang was willing to let him hear the conversation between him and Feng Ji.
"Feng Ji, Ling Miao is going to Yan Li's concert, so I will collect your tickets." Su Yuyang said cunningly.
There was an angry curse from Feng Ji, and then Ling Miao heard Feng Ji's rising and falling voice: "I thought it was Ling Miao calling me to tell me that you hung up. I didn't expect you to wake up!"
"Do you really want me to die?"
"Go away!" Feng Ji said angrily, "If you want tickets, I can exchange them for your autographed book!"
"Sorry, it's impossible. Also, your ticket was with me, so..." Su Yuyang didn't say anything, and then hung up the phone decisively. It can be guessed that Feng Ji was scolding Su Yuyang for being shameless over the phone.
"Done!" Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao as if he wanted to take credit, but Ling Miao smiled and said nothing.