The people in the venue were scattered, and there were only a few fans left at the signing table.
"..." It was the first time Professor Que felt that he was shooting himself in the foot with a stone. He lowered his eyes and smiled.
As soon as the voice fell, the other end of the phone silenced and was hung up. From Lin Mian's perspective, he could only see Que Qingyan's slender figure and vague facial features, but not his expression at the moment.
The assistant next to him was used to this kind of situation, stopped the male fan who was confessing, Wen Sheng played the emotional card, and in the end he was only allowed to sign a name.
After signing the last book, Lin Mian looked up at Que Qingyan who was not far away, took the scrapped manga book before, lowered his head and added the words Que Qingyan again, after thinking about it, he added it silently Go up four words.
The end of the afternoon was still early, and several assistants were discussing going back to the hotel to rest and going out for dinner later, so they asked a special question:
"Teacher Mu Mian, let's take a taxi back to the hotel, will you come back with us later?"
"No more, I have something else to do." Lin Mian closed the comic book, took off his mask, and couldn't help but look towards Que Qingyan, "Be careful on the road."
"Tonight together—"
The assistant followed Lin Mian's eyes curiously, his eyes were astonished, and his words were cut in half.
While speaking, Que Qingyan had already walked over.
"Are you done?"
"Um."
He suddenly appeared in S City, and it was at his own signing event. Lin Mian didn't expect it, the excitement in his heart came to the tip of his heart, and he looked at Que Qingyan for a while, and after confirming that he was not angry, he took the initiative to hand over the signed manga book, blinking and said: "This is the signed manga book." For you."
After finishing speaking, he added in a low voice: "I didn't sign the one just now."
It was about the signing for male fans just now.
The cover of the manga book in front of me depicts the heroes and heroines looking at each other affectionately. The cover is ambiguous peach pink, and the bronzing promotional slogan is very eye-catching: "The popular teenage cartoonist Mr. Mu Mian has another masterpiece, and thousands of girls are eagerly waiting for it!"
"You just read the title page, you don't need to read anything else," Lin Mian quickly went through the content of her girly manga in her mind, counted the storyboards with blushing and heartbeats, and stammered, "Others... are not good-looking .”
Que Qingyan turned to the first page. On the title page, the word "que" was wrongly written just now, it was crossed out and then added again, followed by "I like you".
These four characters are written very small, and it looks very embarrassing, but it is indeed written out with a sense of shame.
"Where are you going?" Que Qingyan put away the book calmly, took Lin Mian's bag and mask, and said, "I'll see you off first."
The assistants came back to their senses and looked at each other. No one wanted to be a billion-kilowatt light bulb. One hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, no need."
Teacher Mu Mian shook her head when she saw Assistant Sewang, "They are going back to the hotel, I won't follow them..."
After finishing speaking, he stared at Que Qingyan.
Que Qingyan looked into Lin Mian's eyes, which were moist and looked like small animals begging for food. He smiled: "Come with me?"
Lin Mianhong, who got the food, nodded with red ears.
"Where is Quinn here to play polo? Have you ever seen someone who came to play polo and ran away at the beginning?" In the polo field, Cheng Ze rolled over from the saddle and took off his helmet. "He is here to see people." , playing polo is just incidental."
After finishing speaking, Cheng Ze thought, it's a good thing that you can't get on a polo after three to five years of training, otherwise, when Quinn comes with his little girl, he might have to play polo like he did in snooker last time Rong handed the ball, almost invisible.
The grassland of the club’s polo field is vast and divided into competition field and practice racetrack, and an open-air viewing platform is set up beside it. Several people walked towards the observation deck while leading the horses, and one of them said with a smile: "However, the wind is too strong today, and we won't be able to play for long."
"The wind is so strong, we can't play polo anymore," someone echoed and asked, "But there is still a champagne banquet in the club tonight. I wonder when Que Shao will come back?"
Cheng Ze glanced at the time and asked with a smile, "There are so many women at the champagne banquet, you asked Quinn to bring his little girl to see the women?"
"Before Que Shao left just now, didn't you order fireworks? I thought the fireworks were reserved for the banquet," the questioner was puzzled, "otherwise, what else could they be used for?"
Cheng Zexin said, what else can it be used for
Coax people.
There was a short white fence in front of the viewing platform. Cheng Ze led the horse to the coach and stepped over the fence to the rest area. He had just poured a glass of wine when he caught a glimpse of a car driving far away on the road from the corner of his eye.
Just two hours ago, after leaving the event venue, Que Qingyan sent Lin Mian back to the hotel.
Originally, when today's signing was over, Lin Mian wanted to check out and rush back overnight, but now that Que Qingyan also came to S City, she was of course not in a hurry to go back.
The car drove from the city to the suburbs, and the scenery outside the window gradually opened up. Lin Mian recalled the schedule made by Que Qingyan, thought for a moment, and after confirming that he should be busy these few days, he couldn't help turning his gaze to the main driver.
Que Qingyan came to S City suddenly, and even appeared at her signing event.
According to the content on the schedule, he should have nothing to do in City S these few days, so he is here to...
Lin Mian rubbed her face, and couldn't help thinking that her suitcase was still in Que Qingyan's car.
It's just to go out for a meal, why do you need to bring a suitcase
Afterwards, Lin Mian confiscated the small theater in his mind, and couldn't help but think of something else, thinking, does he want her to find another hotel to stay tonight
With, live with him
Didn't he say that he was still chasing himself, wouldn't he be unable to restrain himself? how…
"Que Qingyan," Lin Mian suppressed the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but sneered at himself with a blushing belly. After a while, he asked, "Where are we going now?"
"I'm going to the club for dinner, and Cheng Ze is also here." Que Qingyan responded, and said calmly, "It's a long journey, and I might not be able to return to the city tonight." After pondering for a moment, he asked again, "Can you play polo?"
Que Qingyan came to the club to play polo.
"..." Lin Mian's beating heart immediately calmed down when he heard the words. He shook his head and said honestly, "No."
Seeing Que Qingyan bring someone over from a distance, Cheng Ze put down his wine glass to meet him, saw Lin Mian following him, and greeted with a smile:
"Lin Mian, what a coincidence?" Cheng Ze asked knowingly, "Why is Quinn in City S, and you are also in City S, are you here to play polo?"
Que Qingyan glanced at Cheng Ze.
Cheng Ze originally wanted to make fun of the little girl, but in Lin Mian's ears, it meant something else.
Que Qingyan did come to S City to play polo, but it happened that she was also in S City, so he brought her here.
Thinking about it this way, the restless and boiling small thoughts in my heart gradually cooled down a lot.
Lin Mian pursed her lips in annoyance, and said in her heart that she was able to stay with Que Qingyan, and she still asked for so much. It's not really together anymore, is it that important whether he comes to play polo or to see her
Seeing Que Qingyan approaching, several people in the rest area stood up to say hello. Someone laughed and said, "I heard that Que Shao is good at playing polo. I was late just now and didn't catch up. I wonder if we still have a chance to play polo with you?"
Before Que Qingyan could speak, Cheng Ze interjected with a smile: "I'm afraid you won't have a chance this time."
Cheng Ze secretly thought, the little girl has to be left here to play golf, can Quinn be willing
Lin Mian doesn't know how to play polo, so he consciously stands by and listens to people chatting about polo. Que Qingyan was here to play, and she didn't want to disturb him, thinking, maybe she could still see him playing polo, it would be nice to watch from the side...
Halfway through thinking, Lin Mian saw Que Qingyan turned to look at her, and asked in a low voice, "Want to ride a horse?"
"..." After a moment's pause, Lin Mian subconsciously replied, "I don't know how to fight..."
"Don't worry." Que Qingyan glanced at her slightly surprised expression with downcast eyes, and said, "It's just riding a horse, not playing ball."
Fifteen minutes later, Que Qingyan and the groom went to the stable, and when they came back, they led a horse.
Cheng Ze took a look at it. The pure-blooded European warm-blooded horse has a calm temper, but if it is known that it is brought for a walk with a little girl, I don't know if it will be so mild-tempered.
The Argentinian coach on the side worriedly reminded a few precautions, speaking Spanish and English mixed, Lin Mian heard half of it, was at a loss, and was held up by the hand.
Lin Mian stared blankly at Que Qingyan holding her hand, with the back of the hand supported by the slender finger bones, and unbuttoned the glove for her to put on.
he…
Lin Mian came back to his senses, his heart skipped a beat.
Not long after the little heart fluttered, Que Qingyan looked normal, took the knee pads, and squatted down in front of her.
The people who were still chatting about the ball suddenly stopped talking, and there was silence.
Lin Mian was as shocked as the others. She curled up her gloved fingers and watched Que Qingyan fasten her knee pads almost in astonishment.
Looking down from her point of view, the man in front of him lowered his eyes and adjusted the elastic band of the knee pads. The twilight lined his well-defined facial features, casting a sparse shadow from the eyebrows and eyes.
"Que..." Lin Mian's heart was beating violently, and it took him a long time to find his voice. He was about to say something, but blushed and held back.
Fireworks exploded in Lin Mian's mind, thinking that her palms might be sweating.
The legs may be weak as well.
Lin Mian had already scratched the entire wall in the small theater of Naobu, and finally confessed to herself that she was so shameless that she didn't want to make a sound to stop him.
"There are also riding boots." Que Qingyan fastened the knee pads, looked up at Lin Mian in a half-squatting position, and asked her calmly, "Do you want to sit down and let me put them on for you, or—"
ah ah ah...
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mian quickly took over the words: "I, I'm sitting."
In full view, when Que Qingyan finally put Lin Mian on the helmet, the latter was already blushing uncomfortably.
But the instigator lowered his eyes and smiled, and added indifferently: "Do you want me to carry you to the horse?"
"..."
Lin Mian's neck was completely red this time.
The coach didn't follow, and Que Qingyan didn't take Lin Mian too far.
Outside the racecourse, a whole grassland for walking horses has been marked out, and an artificial lake has been dug beside the grassland, which is usually used for club members to play polo, and also to ride horses to relax.
Lin Mian felt that his heart was not loose, and now he was all shrunk together tightly.
Her attention was not on the scenery or on the horse, but on Que Qingyan who was holding the horse rope.
When Que Qingyan brought her to the polo club, he really took her the whole time, avoiding the crowd and wandering around the racecourse.
Lin Mian thought for a moment, it seems that he did not avoid the crowd, he was in public just now...
The question I wanted to ask in the car just now came up again.
"Que Qingyan," Lin Mian breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Aren't you busy these two days?"
Que Qingyan stopped when he heard the words, and turned to look at her.
It was very windy on the racecourse, Lin Mian was afraid that he might not have heard clearly, so he repeated it again.
She looked anxious, and Que Qingyan glanced at her, recalling her depressed mood in the car just now, and it became clear.
"I've cut back on my work, and I've been free for a few days." Lin Mian asked with a suppressed smile when he heard his voice lowered, "What do you think I'm here for?"
Compressing the work and freeing up time, he didn't make a special trip to S city to play polo.
The answer is already obvious.
Que Qingyan didn't want Lin Mian's answer, but noticed that her hands curled up unconsciously, and asked, "Is it cold?"
Lin Mian shook his head: "It's not cold..."
After speaking, he sneezed very disrespectfully.
That night, Lin Mian's fever reached thirty-nine degrees.
There are all kinds of facilities in the club, and a villa-themed hotel has been built nearby, not far from the racecourse.
Cheng Ze had heard that the little girl had a fever, and hurried back from the champagne banquet to deliver the medicine. When he knocked on the door, he saw Quinn, who didn't eat fireworks, was in the kitchen on the first floor of the villa—
Cook porridge.
Cheng Ze and Que Qingyan had worked together in England for so long before, and they had seen so many dark dishes that Quinn hadn't forced Quinn to cook by himself. This time, he was lucky enough to see him cook. The door was silent for a long time.
"Quinn," Cheng Ze said with an expression more shocked than the first time he saw Quinn overturning the arbitration in court, put down his medicine and asked, "Where is the little girl?"
In front of the black kitchen counter, Que Qingyan lowered his eyes and lowered the heat, turned his face to look at Cheng Ze: "Upstairs."
Apart from feeling hot and uncomfortable all over, Lin Mian actually felt fine.
The mattresses in the bedroom on the second floor were all newly laid. Lin Mian nestled on the bed drowsily, rubbing half of her face into the cold and fluffy pillow to cool down for a while, and then switched sides to continue after rubbing it warm. When repeating this pancake-style cooling for the third time, there were two clear knocks on the bedroom door.
Lin Mian was half asleep and half awake, pulling the quilt to look at the door, her eyes lit up, and she whispered, "Que Qingyan."
The ending is unconsciously a little soft, and it also has a vague nasal sound.
Que Qingyan put the water glass and medicine on the bedside table, leaned over to test the temperature of her forehead, the shirt outlined a slender and smooth muscle arc between the waist and back with the movement: "Want to eat?"
It was cold when the finger was attached, Lin Mian found the cooling body on his hot forehead, subconsciously raised his head and applied it back. Afraid that the other party would withdraw, she stretched out her equally hot hand from under the quilt, and grabbed Que Qingyan's fingers.
"..." Touching the hot and soft skin, Que Qingyan lowered his eyes to look at Lin Mian, and let her hold his hand, "Get up first and take the medicine?"
Lin Mian, who was sick, was more obedient than usual.
So she shook her head obediently.
The floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom were closed, and no one was talking in the room at the moment. Lin Mian wanted to sleep in a daze, and was unwilling to waste the time she and Que Qingyan spent alone, so she tried to find a topic with her remaining sobriety, and said in a muffled voice under the quilt:
"When I was signing the sales today," Lin Mian confessed softly, "the male fan I met..."
"I really don't know."
Que Qingyan responded.
His voice sounded calm and indifferent. Lin Mian vaguely thought that Que Qingyan didn't seem to have any reaction when he heard a male fan confess to her during the signing.
Lin Mian, who was burning with a fever, thought deeply about life, and by the way, she thought about it in another place, and said to herself, if she heard someone confessing to Que Qingyan, she would definitely feel choked and uncomfortable.
But Que Qingyan didn't.
Lin Mian recalled that ever since Que Qingyan said he wanted to chase her, he had always been very kind to her and responsive to her requests, and had no negative emotions towards her at all.
He's so nice, too...
It's so unreal.
Although Lin Mian would blush and stammer in front of Que Qingyan about some things, she would show him while restraining her shyness. Her liking is straightforward and frank, and she can't get around it. Ever since Que Qingyan said that she likes her, she will cling to him intentionally or unconsciously, almost showing her liking unreservedly.
Including frequently asking for kisses, including confessing his love history.
In a sense, this abnormal clinginess is actually a manifestation of inner uneasiness.
These messy thoughts were mixed together in Lin Mian's head, and he couldn't make sense of them when he had a fever. The more she thought about it, the more she became sober. She grabbed Que Qingyan's hand and buried it in the pillow, when he suddenly heard him say, "Don't you want to sleep?"
Lin Mian said in a muffled voice, "Yes."
"Do you want to watch the fireworks?"
Lin Mian was at a loss, and opened his eyes to look at him: "Huh?"
Que Qingyan glanced at the time, put a pillow for Lin Mian, and asked her to sit up. With deep dark eyes, he said calmly, "The viewing angle of the viewing platform should be better than here." After a pause, he suppressed a smile Added a sentence, "It's not camping either, just make do with it."
Lin Mian was inexplicable, and was about to ask a question, but not long after the words fell, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in the dim yellow light in the room.
She turned her head to look, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom were closed, but the curtains were not drawn.
The villa is not far from the racecourse, looking out from the second floor at this moment, a ray of light from the other side of the racecourse pierces the deep night sky and rushes straight up, blasting sparkling fire trees and silver flowers in midair one after another.
It was the fireworks set off by Que Qingyan.
He said before... to give away luxury car keys, revolving restaurant reservations, and camping in the suburbs to set off fireworks, let him come.
Lin Mian's heart was beating like a drum, and his fever-sluggish brain gradually recovered. He suddenly felt a little wronged, so he loosened his grip on the opponent's hand, and said in a low voice, "Que Qingyan."
"I'm not that smart... Sometimes I can't guess some things if you don't tell me." Lin Mian pursed her lips, "Like today, if I didn't ask you, I might really think that you came to S City to play horses. ball."
"I don't want you to be nice to me, but I'm kept in the dark. If I don't know, I won't be able to respond to your liking in time." Lin Mian said in a spring of thought, thought for a while and then whispered, "But you are too kind It’s gone.” The latter sentence has a hint of accusation, “You’ve never been jealous…”
These words were very logical and confusing, but Que Qingyan sorted out the clues from it.
Lin Mian tried hard to respond to his liking, but also felt uneasy about his liking.
During this period of time, Que Qingyan gave up the dominant position to Lin Mian, and instead he came to pursue her. Originally, he wanted to take this relationship seriously and respond to Lin Mian's love for so many years. Regarding this relationship, he didn't want to be perfunctory.
But these forest cottons are not applicable.
Que Qingyan never thought that when Lin Mian liked him so much that he handed over the initiative to her, she actually returned the initiative and let him lead her away.
And sometimes he is too calm and introverted, so Lin Mian can't receive many emotions that he should have, and he doesn't have enough sense of security.
After a long silence, Que Qingyan opened his mouth.
"I've been jealous, more than once." He leaned on the head of the bed, looked down at Lin Mian, stroked her flushed cheeks with his fingertips, and confessed himself so frankly for the first time in his life, "When you're drunk When he kissed me, including now, I have had many inappropriate thoughts."
Inappropriate thoughts...
Lin Mian stared blankly at his deep eyes for a moment, and the tips of her ears turned red.
"If you want to hear it, I don't mind telling you all about it." Que Qingyan's eyes were dark, covering the dim light, and he frowned, "I never thought that my pursuit would make you feel insecure." After a pause, he said again, "From now on, I will chase you again, and I will not deliberately cover up these emotions again."
"But I don't want...you chase me again."
Lin Mian unconsciously clutched the corner of the quilt, her heart was beating fast, and suddenly said: "Actually, it's the first time you were punished to write a self-criticism at K University, not the first self-criticism I wrote."
Nine years ago, Lin Mian had a candlelight dinner without an invitation.
She made a reservation, invited the violinist, and wanted to treat Que Qingyan to a meal, but he had already returned to England at that time, and she didn't wait for him.
So Lin Mian went alone.
It was snowing a little that day, and Lin Mian didn't return to the Lin house until the snow stopped. When he returned, it was already late, and he still had a fever, and was scolded by Lin's father and mother, who were anxious and distressed.
That's why I wrote the first review in my life.
"Que Qingyan, I've been waiting for a long time." Lin Mian didn't want to confess to Que Qingyan so aggrieved and bitterly, but he couldn't help it. His eyes gradually turned red, and he asked him, "How long do you want me to wait?"