Cheng Ze and Que Min were sitting in the bar area of the billiard room, far away from the table, so Lin Mian didn't hear a word Cheng Ze said.
On the last shot, Que Qingyan pocketed the white ball.
There was the last black ball left on the table, and the white ball in the pocket was reset to its original position. Lin Mian held the cue stick, wondering whether he should continue playing.
She has already won this game.
It's not like Lin Mian doesn't know how to play snooker, so she wouldn't fail to notice such an obvious handicap.
She stared at the two balls for a few seconds, thought for a moment, put away the cue and walked over, and quietly completed what she hadn't asked just now: "Are you..." Lin Mian asked with a pounding heart, "Did you let me do it on purpose?"
Que Qingyan looked down at her, suppressed the smile in her eyes, and asked casually: "Do you think I let you in on purpose?"
"..." Lin Mian suddenly felt that he had stepped on a minefield, and hurriedly explained, "No, I want to say..."
Lin Mian was so regretful that she wanted to hit her cue, and said to herself, if Que Qingyan really didn't let her, then she would be too rude and rude to ask such a question just now.
"I want to say," Lin Mian closed his eyes, and didn't feel against his will at all when he said it, blinking his eyes to make up for it, "I think you played very well. If it wasn't for my being in a particularly good state today, you must... definitely not win. Yours, really."
Que Qingyan put away the cue and responded, "Have you decided what chips you want?"
chips...
As soon as the words were asked, the experienced girl manga artist Mu Mian immediately listed thousands of famous scenes in his mind that were not suitable for children to blush and heartbeat.
Lin Mian wanted to play snooker with Que Qingyan in a fever just now, and asked him for chips because he was stimulated by Cheng Yishan. Now that she really won, she will have to find a bargaining chip in a while...
Lin Mian was choosing between left and right in his mind, he couldn't decide, he wanted all of them, but he didn't dare to ask for any of them.
She hesitated for a while, read it silently three times calmly, tried to suppress the violent heartbeat, and asked, "May I owe you first?"
Que Qingyan hadn't responded yet, and Cheng Ze on the other side saw that neither of them moved their sticks anymore, and asked with a smile, "Quinn, are you finished this game?"
After finishing speaking, he pretended to ask Que Min on the side, and asked humbly: "I didn't score just now, who won?"
Que Min also laughed: "The little girl played snooker well, Qingyan can lose so badly."
The two of them sang together, teasing Que Qingyan inside and out, and when they heard Lin Mian's ears, they almost wanted to push back the self who just proposed to play snooker.
She didn't intend to save Que Qingyan's face in public at all, but now she made him lose the game and was embarrassed in front of her acquaintances.
At this moment, Lin Mian's movements turned her back on the bar area, and no one except Que Qingyan could see her expression.
"I'm sorry," Que Qingyan saw her looking up at him, feeling ashamed and guilty, and discussed in a low voice, "You can play another game with me, I will definitely—"
She's sure to turn snooker into baseball.
Que Qingyan knew what she was thinking, her black eyes swept across Lin Mian's slightly frowning brows calmly, and said calmly, "It's because I'm not as skilled as others."
"..." His tone was indifferent, and there was no sense of self-mockery at all, but Lin Mian almost cried when he heard it.
After hesitating for a while, she considered her words, no matter how blushed she was, she hurriedly said, "You are fine."
Que Qingyan tightened his cuffs, and was caught again, listening to Lin Mian boasting to himself: "Really, you are very powerful, you look, you look good too..."
Cheng Ze could see the meaning in Que Qingyan's eyebrows from a distance, and asked Que Min: "Are you still so happy just pretending to lose?"
Que Min understood, and smiled meaningfully: "It's cute."
The location of the clubhouse is secluded, but the interior area is vast. From the billiards room, the waiter leads you through the garden and forest area, and you will find the Lakeside Restaurant.
Before playing, Que Min entrusted her daughter to her aunt to take her to sleep in the room, but now she called out while eating.
"The chefs here are all hired from various Michelin three-star restaurants, and the dishes they cook are delicious." In the private room of the restaurant, Lin Mian smiled while listening to Que Min handing over the menu, "Take a look and see if there is anything you like to eat." of?"
Lin Mian took the menu, bent his eyes and said thanks.
No matter how shy the little girl was, she was in front of Que Qingyan, but now she is generous and natural in front of outsiders. The more Que Min looked at it, the more pleasing it became. Taking advantage of Que Qingyan's absence, she asked with a smile, "Mianmian, how did you know Qingyan?"
This question asks...
The first time Lin Mian met Que Qingyan was on the terrace of Lin's residence. It had been nearly ten years, so he definitely didn't remember it.
She thought for a moment, then picked the words back: "I went to Professor Que's class with my cousin." This sentence is true.
Que Min was holding her daughter, and was about to continue the conversation, when Cheng Yishan asked with a smile on her face, "If I remember correctly, Que Shao returned to China as a university professor in recent years, and he should teach law, right? Mianmian, are you drawing manga?" Yes, why do you want to attend law classes?"
The gossip in the celebrity circle spread quickly, and Cheng Yishan always had a sense of superiority towards Lin Mian, so she looked down on her.
I heard that the momentum of the Lin family was no longer there, and Lin's mother, Ruan Lishu, couldn't be a wealthy wife. In order to fight for the original equity, she began to move around. It was a social entertainment and a shame. A cartoon that can't be on the stage.
There was Que Min beside her, so Lin Mian raised her eyes to look at Cheng Yishan, and said "I like it" back.
Que Min took the conversation calmly, and happily asked, "Who draws manga?"
"We Xin Xin usually like to draw, but we are still children, just doodles." Xin Xin is Que Min's daughter. She smiled and pinched her daughter's face, "If I have time, I would like to ask you to teach Xin Xin how to draw."
Que Min and Que Qingyan have very different personalities, but they have the same problem of face-to-face guardianship.
"..." Cheng Yishan couldn't please both sides, and smiled reluctantly to agree, "Sister Min is right, the sense of art should be cultivated from an early age..." She swallowed secretly, but still couldn't hold back, and added, "When I went to England before, I was with Uncle and Que Shao went to a gallery to see an art exhibition, and many artists have cultivated their interests since childhood, and artistic edification is indeed very important."
And Que Shao...
Lin Mian knew that this was meant for her, but she couldn't help casting her gaze over it.
Cheng Yishan responded with a smile: "Mr. Que is very kind to my friends. During my travels in England, if Mr. Que hadn't been kind enough to be my guide, I wouldn't have had a good time."
This statement is half-truth, half-false, Que Min doesn't know what Cheng Yishan said about the British part, and he has friendship with Cheng Ze, so it's not easy to expose his niece face to face.
While coaxing her daughter, Que Min thought to herself, but she didn't know if the little girl took these words seriously.
Of course Lin Mian didn't take it seriously.
She would usually tell some pleasant lies, except for the words of Lin Mu and Que Qingyan, the words of others had to be carefully considered before listening to them.
But what Yishan said...
It's too pleasant...
Lin Mian took a silent breath, trying to ignore the discomfort in her heart, and pretended to be deaf.
It just so happened that the waiter in a suit and leather shoes brought up the ordered drink, bowed to say hello, helped uncork the bottle of sparkling wine, and filled the glass with thoughtful service.
"It's okay to drink a little sparkling wine." Que Min smiled and took the waiter's glass, and handed it to Lin Mian, "There is also a sauna room here, we can go there after dinner, just in time to go to the wine room gas."
Halfway through the cup was handed, Xin Xin, who had been quietly in Que Min's arms, stretched out her little hand, grabbed her mother's arm, and was about to grab the wine cup.
Que Min was startled, and hurriedly moved his hands away: "You can't drink this—"
The wine glass was withdrawn in a hurry, and he didn't control his strength, and poured it halfway and halfway.
…
Ten minutes later, Que Qingyan had just returned from talking with Cheng Ze and entered the private room.
There were only three people left in the private room, Cheng Ze scanned around and asked the woman in the purple skirt, "Where is the little girl?"
The woman in the purple skirt indicated where Lin Mian was sitting before. There were still dark wine stains on the cushion, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Que Min looked at Shang Que Qingyan, and originally wanted to say that he accidentally spilled it, but then said: "I was spilled all over the wine."
Que Qingyan paused slightly.
Que Min continued to add fuel to the fire: "I don't know why, but I went out with red eyes."
Just as Lin Mian came out of the bathroom, he turned around the elegant corridor and ran into Que Qingyan head-on.
After washing the wine stains, her skirt was still wet with water, she looked very embarrassed, she was too embarrassed to let him see, she paused and said: "Professor Que."
Que Qingyan glanced at it, then looked away from Lin Mian's skirt, and looked at her: "What's wrong?"
"... huh?" Lin Mian came to his senses and said obediently, "It's nothing, I just accidentally spilled wine on my body."
After she finished speaking, she blushed inexplicably, as if every time she and Que Qingyan went out to eat, there would always be such and such troubles, and it would be a lie to say that there was no embarrassment...
Seeing her inexplicable expression, Que Qingyan knew that she was being tricked by Que Min.
The corridor is quiet and spacious, next to the lake outside the restaurant. There was no one around, so Lin Mian couldn't help but kiss Que Qingyan, and asked, "Why are you here? Are you... going to the bathroom too?"
"I can take you there," she said just as she realized that the sentence was ambiguous, so she corrected it, "I mean, I'll take you to the door..." After a pause, "No, I won't go in."
Lin Mian raised his eyes to meet the person, his dark almond eyes were full of anticipation, and his voice was soft, hiding a little bit of flattery.
"..." Que Qingyan glanced down at her eyelashes, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "Lin Mian."
Lin Mian responded, blinking and waiting for the follow-up.
"I promised to give you chips in the morning," Que Qingyan asked her, "Have you made up your mind now?"
Now…
Doesn't he mean that if you don't ask him now, you won't have a chance in the future
Lin Mian was taken aback by the question. She didn't know what to think of, and the tips of her ears turned red again. She asked in a low voice, "Can I ask you for anything?"
Before Que Qingyan could answer, Lin Mian emboldened himself, fearing that he would not agree, and said directly, "I've made up my mind."
I hadn't thought it through yet, but Cheng Yishan's words just now completely wiped out the little reservedness she had left in front of Que Qingyan.
Que Qingyan stood in front of her.
he asked her.
"I think..." Lin Mian's heart beat like a hundred little springbok, and his face became hot every time he jumped, "I want a minute of your memory."
Lin Mian's face was burning hot, and after a while, he said: "What I do in the next minute, you will be blind... No, just forget it, okay?"
Que Qing said neither good nor bad.
Lin Mian didn't dare to look him in the eyes at this moment, fearing that she would do something more insane and outrageous, so she unilaterally announced to herself that if he didn't speak, it was his acquiescence.
In a second, she took a deep breath and held the man's hand with trembling hands.
Que Qingyan's hands are very beautiful, but they are not effeminately beautiful. The finger bones are slender and distinct, and the finger pads are covered with thin calluses from reading materials.
The blood in Lin Mian's whole body was rushing upwards, and his heartbeat was still ringing in his ears.
When they met for the first time, she wanted to get an umbrella for Que Qingyan, and secretly kissed the handle of the umbrella before walking out of the terrace. Originally, she thought she could kiss him indirectly, but she didn't expect that after taking the umbrella, he was no longer in the garden.
…
Enduring the strong sense of shame brought by his five senses, Lin Mian lowered his eyes and took Que Qingyan's hand, quickly kissing his palm.