The soup simmering in the kitchen is almost ready, the aroma of the corn ribs diffuses with the steam, and the holes of the casserole are making subtle sounds.
It has been half an hour since Lin Mian sent the last message. She stared at the quiet chat box, pulled off the pillow on the sofa, and buried her face in it silently.
Que Qingyan did not reply.
Lin Mian bit the corner of the pillow, annoyed: "Ah..."
... let you skin! !
Wouldn't it have been blocked
Lin Mian hesitated for a while, but did not dare to send another message to confirm. She nestled into a ball on the soft sofa, and quietly turned through the wechat information in front of her.
His profile picture is a landscape picture taken casually, from a condescending angle overlooking the dark night scene of Wudaokou. She flipped through the others, her signature was blank, and her circle of friends was blank.
I can't find any personal traces at all, and it's so low-key and introverted that it makes my heart itch.
Facing the single-toned picture over and over several times, Lin Mian was finally willing to put down his phone, smiled with dimpled eyes, and floated to the kitchen to bring out the soup.
Thinking that now she and Que Qingyan are only two floors away, not only close to the water, but also got their WeChat, she wants to go downstairs and run around to calm down.
After eating, Lin Mian packed up the dishes and came to the study.
To say it is a study, it is better to say that it is a studio converted from a study. Half of Lin Mian's comics are hand-drawn and scanned, and the other half are digital board drawings. Usually, when she drafts characters and background drafts, she can draw them with a piece of paper anywhere, and when it comes to formal drafts, she will boil them in the studio.
She turned on the computer, checked the mailbox, and found that there was an extra email from Xu Tong. The latter sent the written paper over.
Before, Xu Tong asked Lin Mian to help take the roll call in the class of International Economic Law. There was no homework in this class, but a mid-term paper was assigned. her.
The paper is due next week.
Um…
Together with the 40,000-word self-criticism, it was handed over to Que Qingyan.
"..." Suddenly my heart choked up.
She only talked to Xu Xiaotong about the thesis, as for writing a review...she didn't mention a word.
He said he was helping roll call, but he was caught sleeping in class and wrote a 4000-word self-criticism.
Lin Mian boasted that she had a thick skin since she was a child, but now she suddenly felt a little ashamed.
She weighed the importance of the two matters at hand, and felt from the bottom of her heart that the matter of the manuscript could be delayed, or that she should write the review first...
While drinking milk and thinking about it, the mobile phone placed on the writing table vibrated.
Lin Mian picked it up, and as soon as she said "Hello", Miss Bo's voice came through the phone: "Mianbao, I'll check in later, board the plane at Saipan Airport, and it will arrive tomorrow morning. "
"My appearance fee is very expensive, and I have to charge a labor fee when I get up early to pick up the plane." Lin Mian licked the milk froth around his lips, and the tip of his tongue touched the slightest sweetness, and asked, "Aren't you still on your honeymoon?"
Miss Bai's full name is Bai Jiayi, the daughter of Bai's consortium, she is Lin Mian's best friend since she was a child, and she is also the only friend who can keep in close contact with Lin Mian after falling into the Lin family's family.
Last month, Miss Bai married the son of the Shen Group. After getting married in City B, she flew out of the country for honeymoon. Calculating the time, Lin Mian originally thought that she would come back next month.
It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask Bai Jiayi, you get angry: "I spent his honeymoon with watermelon rinds, do you know what he has been doing these days?"
Lin Mian bit the rim of the glass: "What's wrong?"
The other party had been holding back the grievances for several days, and finally found a breakthrough at this time, and poured out a single sentence: "I went into the specialty store to buy a bag and try on a pair of shoes, and he turned around and flirted with the shopping guide. Yes, she's still a foreign girl! If I try a little longer, maybe both of us will open a room and come back;
"And yesterday, when I went to the beach, this idiot kept staring at beautiful women, and told me that he was looking at the sea in a serious manner. How dare you have a vast ocean in your bikini for you to surf
"Before I got married, I asked someone to check his background. People told me that he was drinking, racing, and playing with women all day long. I didn't believe it at the time. People were fine when they proposed to me. Now I finally know why I got married. The time is so restrained. It turned out that when he was newly married, he was stared at by his parents in China. Now he is like a mentally handicapped bird flying freely when he is abroad. I want to shed tears of sympathy for him. I am so sorry. He was wronged by my marriage, do I have to apologize to him?"
Bai Jiayi's temper exploded, and the more he talked, the more angry he became: "I'll be so mad if this honeymoon goes on again, I'm afraid I can't help but send him off with high heels, so I'll come back first."
Lin Mian put down the milk cup after listening, and said in a heavy tone, "Stop talking, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." After speaking softly, he added, "There is no charge."
Bai Jiayi: "..."
The next day Lin Mian set the alarm clock for early morning and went to the airport to pick up Bai Jiayi, who was busy with travel.
Halfway through the honeymoon of this marriage, the newlywed bride was the first to come back out of anger. This matter must not be known to the two families. Lin Mian took in the homeless Miss Bai, and the two entered the house one after another.
Bai Jiayi put the heavy suitcase in the entrance, found a pair of slippers and rubbed it into the living room, threw himself onto the soft sofa, and sighed comfortably.
"I wouldn't have gone out if I had known, Mianbao, you are more comfortable here than honeymoon." After lying down for a while, Bai Jiayi put a cushion behind him, sat up, and said solemnly, "I know, family Marriage kills people, if I knew I would pursue my true love, let the scumbag go away."
"Hmm..." Youyou replied.
Lin Mian woke up early, before her biological clock woke up, rubbing her eyes sleepily, and leaned back on the sofa.
Her almond eyes were reddish, glistening with sleepiness, her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, she was curled up into a small ball and was about to shrink into the corner of the sofa. Bai Jiayi glanced at Lin Mian, feeling a little envious.
The Lin family was defeated, and now the only parents left in the Lin family are Mother Lin.
Even if Lin's mother is expected to be a strong woman, she alone can't save much. The Lin family has fallen too badly, and it will take more than three to five years to climb back to their original height. Networking is the key to getting back to glory from falling to the bottom. Under such circumstances, marriage may not be a bad thing.
But Lin's mother doted on Lin Mian since she was a child, she didn't know how much she loved her daughter, and never mentioned the marriage.
Linmian is like a treasure that has been cared for, with a clear and moist texture.
"By the way, Mianbao, there is a gift for you in the suitcase, the one in the pink box."
The pink gift box is the size of a palm, tied with a bowknot with a velvet ribbon, and the packaging is exquisite. Lin Mian opened it, and it was a Swiss couple watch.
"...Are you going to propose to me?" Lin Mian pondered for two seconds, then raised her head, "But I already have a sweetheart, we have no destiny, I'm sorry, I betrayed you."
"Sweetheart?" Bai Jiayi ignored her extra play, grasped the key point precisely, and asked, "Who is it?"
Lin Mian closed the box and answered very bluntly: "I want to chase after Que Qingyan."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Que Qingyan? What other Que Qingyan could there be?
With a look of being struck by lightning, Bai Jiayi touched Lin Mian's forehead with concern: "My dear Mianbao, do you have a fever?"
She still knew who Que Qingyan was.
The upper-class circle in City B is neither small nor big. She has heard of the reputation of the young master of the Que family. He was a madman who skipped grades when he was a student, but now he is a legal elite. I don't know how strong it is.
But the problem is...
"Even if he is only older than you—" Bai Jiayi calculated carefully, "only four years older than you, but you only graduated from junior high school when he was about to graduate from studying abroad for a master's degree! There is not much difference in physical age, but there is a difference in psychological age." It's far away... You two can't fight each other."
"It's possible, he's upstairs." Lin Mian found a comfortable sleeping position on the sofa, her long eyelashes drooping, she closed her eyes and thought for a while, then changed her words in a low voice, "...upstairs upstairs."