Qi Jin looked back at the man with a pale face, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and cursed in a low voice.
He originally urged the little girl to come here, just to gossip and watch the fun, but he didn't expect that something would go wrong. Que Qingyan couldn't be sure how true that sentence was, but his attitude was obvious, and it was clear that he was trying to save face for the little girl.
Really fell in love.
Qi Jin was on the phone while chasing out of the restaurant, but he didn't get through. He only found out when he asked the waiter at the door that Que Shao took back the clothes that the little girl had changed before, and instead of driving the car away, he left instead.
The restaurant is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, and the neighborhood is full of people. Lin Mian huddled in the library pavilion, a small ball, nestled in the corner as a potted green plant.
The 24-hour self-service library booth on the street is divided into a closed four-corner space with glass, and the air is filled with the smell of damp book paper.
In the small space, Lin Mian tried her best to hold back her tears, changed her posture and continued to lie down, her eyes were distracted, thinking that there is no wardrobe here.
Think about it, even more aggrieved.
There were more than a dozen missed calls from the editor on the phone. Lin Mian looked at the bright screen for a few seconds, adjusted his mood, and was about to call back when three clear knocking sounds came from his ears.
She looked up and saw that Que Qingyan was standing quietly outside the library booth with his coat and a paper bag in his hand.
"Oh, I finally answered, Mr. Mu Mian, I want to pack up and go to your apartment to find you." The call was connected, and the editor let out a long breath, "Is it convenient for you to answer the phone now?"
Lin Mian didn't say a word, stood up with the corner of her skirt clutched, exchanged a glance with the man, and quickly looked away.
"The new booklet of the manga has been sent to the factory for printing," the editor continued enthusiastically without noticing, "If the progress is normal, it will probably be on the market a year ago, so I discussed with the editor-in-chief before this, and I want to give this There is a signing event for the comic series, just to promote the next one... "
The glass door of the library booth wasn't locked, but Que Qingyan didn't open the door to come in. Lin Mian couldn't hold back, and still took another look at him.
I don't know if it was because of drinking a glass of wine, her cheeks and ear tips were softly flushed, and her eyes were so wet and red that it hurt, she held back so hard that she didn't cry.
Lin Mian pinched the phone and didn't listen to a word.
She wasn't mad at what the man said. His words were just the fuse.
Bai Jiayi said before that the mental age difference between her and Que Qingyan is too far, her liking will not last long, after that fresh energy, she may fall in love with someone else again, why bother to provoke him.
Qi Jin made jokes about her, but he also preconceived that the little girl didn't have deep feelings, so he could tease her in front of others, but he couldn't take it seriously.
What happened today came to mind one by one, Lin Mian looked at Que Qingyan through the glass door, her eyes blushed.
"The time and venue of the signing event are already being discussed with the organizer. It will be held in T City next door. The specific event has yet to be confirmed, so I want to tell you in advance, teacher..."
If it wasn't for liking him, she wouldn't be as shameless as this.
If it wasn't for liking him, she wouldn't have obediently approached him, carefully trying to please him, enduring grievances and not losing face to him.
If it weren't for...
Lin Mian's confession was shown in his head, but he bit his lower lip stubbornly and didn't speak.
But what happened tonight, after all, she deserved it, she was the one who wanted to come.
After the editor finished speaking a long list, the other party didn't respond, and finally noticed something strange: "Teacher, are you listening?"
"..." Lin Mian was silent for a moment before replying, "Yes."
Her voice was choked and nasal, with an unusually low voice. The editor still wanted to ask more questions, but hearing that the other party didn't want to say more, he didn't have the nerve to ask further, so he hung up the phone after a few more confirmations.
Lin Mian's eyelashes drooped, he calmed down in the library booth with his head down, opened the door and walked out.
She stood in front of Que Qingyan little by little, paused, and said in a low voice: "...Professor Que." Taking a deep breath, she planned to admit her mistake for losing her temper just now, "What happened tonight—"
"It's none of your business tonight."
Lin Mian was startled when he heard the words, and looked up at him.
"The situation just now," Que Qingyan looked back with lowered eyes, without mentioning what he said in front of everyone in the private room, and said calmly, "Even if you dropped the glass, it's nothing. I won’t say anything. You don’t need to show me face.”
He wanted to comfort her, his voice was low and deep, his handsome face against the neon lights and shadows around him, there was a trace of gentleness in the insipidity:
"I am partly responsible for this incident. Before I brought you here, I did not expect such a situation. It was my negligence."
Before Que Qingyan opened her mouth, Lin Mian's grievances and irritability formed a ball. Now that he spoke, she was like a small animal whose fur had been smoothed out. A burst of tightening sweet and sour.
Even knowing that he treats her as a student to comfort...
She turned her face away with red eyes, and secretly scolded herself for being so worthless.
"..." Lin Mian was silent for a long while, suppressing his sobs, and replied half-jokingly: "You are not a god, how could you have predicted..."
"If you still feel sad," Que Qingyan glanced at her reddish eyes, and said, "I'll arrange a time for someone to come and apologize to you in person."
Someone come and apologize to her in person...
Lin Mian stared at him blankly, then came back to his senses: "No need, I wasn't caught by them... I just wanted to..."
She pursed her lips and hesitated to speak, looked at Que Qingyan, and swallowed the words that came to her lips.
Que Qingyan didn't ignore her struggling expression, and responded, "Huh?"
Lin Mian took a step back, hesitating whether to speak or not, not thinking that the wine he drank before was slowly getting stronger, and he staggered unknowingly, almost unable to stand still.
She was still hesitating at first, but at this moment, her face was gradually burning due to the bewilderment of alcohol, and she thought to herself, if she drank all the wine, she should take advantage of it.
She drank.
Even if she was rejected coldly, it wouldn't be... not too ugly.
Qi Jin's phone calls were still coming in one after another, Que Qingyan glanced at them, and just as he pressed the phone, he heard a low voice asking:
"Can you..." Lin Mian's voice was so soft that it sounded like he was talking to himself, "Can you coax me?"
The library booth is at the entrance of the alley, and further out is the brightly lit Shizi Street, but at this moment, all the noisy voices of people are blocked out, and the air is so quiet that only Lin Mian's voice can be heard.
She didn't dare to look at him, and explained in a muffled voice: "It's not that kind of coaxing, it's just verbal coaxing, whatever—"
"Just coax me, okay?"
Lin Mian was so ashamed that he wanted to run away when he said this in front of his face, but he endured it.
Anyway, I can't catch him, and he... doesn't like her.
For a long while, there was no response.
"… "never mind. Lin Mian lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Professor Que, I was joking with you... I'll take a taxi and go back—"
Que Qingyan's voice sounded suddenly, calm and without any emotion, he asked her, "Why do you take a taxi home by yourself when you're so drunk?"
Lin Mian was very depressed: "It's okay."
She was about to find an excuse to walk away when a shadow fell at her feet.
Lin Mian looked up and her heart stopped suddenly.
The man half-kneeled and squatted down in front of her with his back on his back. His neck and back formed a smooth and slender arc, against the light of the roadside lights, carrying a fatal male attraction.
"Come up." Que Qingyan seemed to sigh: "I will carry you for a while."