You Sound Sleepy

There was no light in the car. Lin Mian looked dazed by the blurry light coming in from the car window, completely lost in the last moment, obediently letting Que's words deepen the kiss.

She was frightened.

Reason told Que Qingyan that the atmosphere was too ambiguous. It's time to stop this impulsive kiss because of the phone call.

You can't hold Lin Mian's goodwill towards him, and do something to her as you please before the feeling is broken.

Que Qingyan lowered his eyes, ended this uncontrollable kiss, and withdrew some distance back.

Lin Mian took a breath just in time, his brain was blank, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out for the phone near his feet. When he saw Que Qingyan glanced at it, he stopped her movement, bowed his head and kissed again.

"Well…"

Lin Mian's face and ear tips were scorching hot, and his heartbeat was frightening. His upper body was restrained by a seat belt and could not move, and he did not dare to move.

For the second time tonight, Mr. Mu Mian, a veteran love veteran who claims to be familiar with all kinds of girlish routines, completely mixed up the consciousness in his brain and exploded into fireworks.

Lin Mian flashed countless thoughts vaguely.

She hasn't had a chance to explain the news, how will she tell Que Qingyan later?

Has he seen the news?

He is kissing her... why should he kiss her?

It's impossible to like her.

No, it's impossible.

Ah ah ah ah ah…

The second kiss didn't last long, and the mere touch was more like an action to interrupt Lin Mian to answer the phone than the kiss itself.

The phone that I just picked up half fell back into the carpet and was accidentally turned on the hands-free.

"...Hello? Hello?" There was no voice from the other side. Young Master Shen glanced at the message on the screen in question and said again, "I have contacted the media. I will send a clarifying press release tomorrow morning. …Lin Mian? Are you listening?"

Que Qingyan touched the corners of Lin Mian's moist and red lips, his eyes were dark, and he didn't kiss her again.

"Hang up, did you hang up?" Lin Mian didn't take the initiative to pick up the phone this time. He blushed terribly and whispered, "I don't want... I don't want him to hear..."

The voice was faint, and the tone was vaguely shameful.

Lin Mian wished that he could kiss a little longer, but there was a cheap-sounding Master Shen next to him. What was this called?

The phone was finally picked up by Que Qingyan. He turned his face to look at Lin Mian. She squatted and said, "You call it."

Lin Mian tried to add a word to herself, and it would be better to hang up directly. After she hangs up, she still thinks...

Lin Mian touched his lips with the back of his hand through the dimness of the car, recalling the touch of Que Qingyan's kiss just now, and the consciousness that had just been sober again suddenly collapsed.

Que Qingyan did not turn off the hands-free, and said: "I am Que Qingyan."

There was silence for a long time before replying: "...Que Shao?!"

The eldest brother of the Shen family had a good relationship with Que Qing, and they were peers, so Master Shen knew him.

Young Master Shen knew that Lin Mian and Que Qingyan were together, and he reacted for a few seconds, and promised: "I don't know that you and Lin Mian are...the paparazzi are all using the headline to post news. I will clarify tomorrow morning. Don't worry."

After speaking, Young Master Shen added another sentence: "If you are not at ease, when you are free tonight, we can also discuss the content of clarification."

After hanging up the phone, Que Qingyan returned the phone to Lin Mian. She grabbed her hand before turning on the lights in the car.

"Wait a minute," Lin Mian repeated in a low voice with sweaty palms, "Wait and then turn on the lights, okay?"

Lin Mianxin said that now she was hot all over her body, and it would be too embarrassing to turn on the light.

She is not afraid of Que Qingyan seeing her embarrassed and embarrassed, but she is afraid that when she sees him after turning on the light, she can't help but want to ask him for a kiss, and she still hasn't figured out how to respond after being rejected.

The kiss just came so suddenly that Lin Mian hasn't figured out why he wants to kiss her now.

Lin Mian thought with his heart beating, Que Qing said that he didn't drink tonight, so this kiss can't be an act of pleasure, nor is he a person like Shen Gongzi, the only possibility...

Que Qingyan didn't turn on the lights, paused, and said slowly: "After I go upstairs, I have something to tell you."

Lin Mian was stunned, and responded softly.

Her voice sounded calm, but the little springbok in her heart had already started running around the field, and the villain in her head was already nervous.

Could it be what she thought?

If it were changed to before, Lin Mian would not even think about this in her dreams. She made a long list of strategies for chasing people, and planned to follow the clear words step by step.

But he just...

The feeling that Hundred Claws scratched his heart was really boring. Lin Mian closed his eyes and made up his mind: "I also... have something to tell you."

Lin Mian returned to her apartment and found out the love letter that remembered her journey.

She wrote the love letter two days ago, and originally planned to give it to Que some time later, but because of the changes tonight, she had to give it to him earlier.

Lin Mian hesitated for a long while at the envelope in front of him, took the love letter and went out, carrying a small lively heart upstairs to the familiar house number.

The door in front of him was open, and the twenty-odd love letters that had been stuffed into the hallway through the crack of the door had been cleared up. Lin Mian changed his slippers and walked in. He was sitting at the table next to the French windows in the living room, leaving a place for her.

There were a few pieces of letter paper in front of him, with patterns painted on the edges of the paper, which were the love letters she had given him before.

"..." Lin Mian was nervous at first, and when he saw this, he wanted to turn around and go downstairs to catch a breath before coming up again, enduring shame and saying, "Que Qingyan..."

Upon hearing this, Que Qingyan put down the paper, motioned her to sit down, raised her eyes and asked, "Would you like to drink something?"

She doesn't want to drink anything now.

"I won't drink anymore..." Lin Mian shook his head, dodged his eyes, suffocated, and asked, "Didn't you just say something, do you have something to tell me?"

Lin Mian didn't sit down. She was full of thoughts about how to confess her formal confession with Que Qingyan. By the way, she thought about how to end after being rejected, and the kiss... Before she finished thinking about it, she saw the person in front of her stood up. Walked straight to her.

The light in the living room was bright, Que Qingyan propped his forearm on the edge of the table, leaned down and looked at Lin Mian, the light circumvented his tall and tall outline, casting a pale shadow.

At this moment, the distance between the two is very close. Lin Mian was stunned in place, his heart beating more violently than once, feeling that what he said next might be very important.

"Just before I kissed you in the parking lot," Que Qing said with a pause, "I didn't care about your wishes, because I didn't think about it well."

He was apologizing for the kiss just now.

As soon as the voice fell, the restless thoughts in Lin Mian's mind instantly dissipated. She felt a little sinking in her heart, pursing her lips and said, "I..."

"But the kiss just now was not an accident."

"..." Lin Mian had never been so nervous when he tried to contribute the first girl comic series. She slowed down for a long time, her face slowly reddened, and she asked in a low whispering tone, "It's not an accident... what do you mean?"

Que Qingyan's eyes paused slightly.

He seldom does things that are uncertain, and he has a good sense of measure. Before he is sure whether Lin Mian treats him on a whim or really likes him, he will not confess his favor to her and let himself fall into a passive situation.

In terms of emotions, Que Qingyan has always been rational, but when he really likes it, how to make rational decisions is no longer within his control.

He is honest enough with himself, since he has cleared his thoughts, there is no reason to escape.

Que Qingyan looked down at Lin Mian's waiting look, and confessed himself completely: "I originally wanted to give you a period of adaptation. You have known me not long ago, and you may not know enough about me—"

"No..." Lin Mian's emotions were completely taken away by Que Qingyan tonight, and his heart went up and down. He was expecting his explanation of the kiss just now, but now he has lost his thoughts because of insufficient understanding of this sentence. She was sour and astringent in her heart, she couldn't help but interrupt him, "I didn't know you soon."

Que Qingyan said these things because she thought she was not serious about his feelings?

"I have known you for a long time." Lin Mian squeezed the envelope unconsciously, his voice choked with nasal noise, and became very dull. "Que Qingyan, do you think I only know you and like you?"

"The first time I met you was nine years ago, in my garden, not in K Da...you must not remember." After a pause, I simply followed what I planned to say tonight. "So I am... I seriously want to chase you, do you want to think about it?"

Lin Mian's voice was lost, and she almost didn't expect an answer after this question came out.

The floor-to-ceiling windows cut off the noisy night of neon lights from outside, and the lights in the living room are bright and quiet enough to hear the slight operating sound of the humidifier.

Over the years, Que Qingyan's memory is so good that he never forgets, but he doesn't remember everything in detail.

A brief encounter, and then a few occasional encounters, are trivial things in his eyes, and they will be put on hold after the dossier and intensive work the next day. But these are what a little girl has loved sincerely for nine years.

These likes were pressed by her in her heart, and they met again after many years. They did not use them as a bargaining chip to gain sympathy, and did not use them as a scheming to meet in the first place. The little girl has her own self-esteem, she started chasing people again, enduring her liking, and she was so wronged before she said it out.

Prior to this, Que Qingyan thought calmly.

Lin Mian has a good impression of him, but this kind of like is still not qualitative, and there is too much room for withdrawal. After he confesses his mind, although the two can try to be together and run in with each other for a period of time. But the final result may not be smooth.

So it's not that Que Qingyan has never thought about it, maybe he wants to leave a little retreat for himself.

Lin Mian didn't say any more, she rubbed the corner of the envelope with her fingertips, and said to her heart that even if Que Qingyan wanted to refuse her, she wanted to shamelessly give her a love letter.

After all, the love for so many years... I have to give myself an explanation.

But... how can I leave here without crying in a while...

Lin Mian was still struggling and thinking, and the other party had already spoken.

"I can't live up to your love for so many years," Que Qingyan said in a low and deep voice, paused, "I just like you now, I'm sorry."

"..."

This sentence was spoken too suddenly, and it was more than a little bit different from what was expected. Lin Mian was stunned for a moment, suddenly raised his eyes, and asked in disbelief, "Hi..."

what do you like?

Lin Mian curled his fingers slightly, and only the phrase "like" was left in his mind. He couldn't hear his violent heartbeat at all, and his brain was completely empty.

After a long time, she remembered to respond: "Me too—"

"You don't have to promise me so quickly," Que Qingyan leaned over to look at Lin Mian, her dark eyes darkened, pinning her black hair behind her ears, her fingers inadvertently touched the red and hot ear tips. He continued slowly, "It doesn't even matter how long you promised me. I won't fix this deadline."

Lin Mian listened to him: "Now it's me to pursue you again. You can promise me whenever you want."

In so many court debates, Que Qingyan holds the initiative, and is comfortable and unhurried at all times.

But feelings cannot be right or wrong. She likes him for so long, doesn't mean that he deserves that little like, and accepts and agrees with her as compensation. If only one person can decide the direction of this relationship, if the other party is Lin Mian, he doesn't mind her.

This time, he gave her the full initiative.

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Mian had done enough psychological construction for himself, and it was not too sad. At this moment, after so many years of liking to get a response, his eyes are red uncontrollably.

"I... I think I can't agree to it now?" Lin Mian lowered his eyes to cover his red eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's very hard to chase people..."

What if he doesn't want to chase?

The next moment, slender fingertips rubbed her eye lashes and stroked the corners of her eyes. Que Qingyan suggested to her: "I will satisfy all your requests during the time I am chasing you." There was something in his voice. Laughed, "Promise now, isn't it too bad?"

Que Qingyan clearly said that he liked her, but refused to let her be with him.

Lin Mian was really going to cry this time.

She thought for a long time, and asked: "Then what I asked for, you promised... Will it be too much?"

Before Que Qingyan could answer, Lin Mian's eyes that had just cried kept turning red, and her neck was red: "Que Qingyan, can I go to your house to sleep in the future?" After she finished speaking, she added anxiously, "It's just... ordinary go to bed."

The next day, the Shen family bought the news and sent Master Shen to clarify the scandal that had been raging the previous two days.

An interview video is attached to the news on the Internet. Mr. Shen, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looks serious, and accepts interviews from reporters.

"Ji Miao...Ji Miao," Mr. Shen corrected the manuscript he had memorized a long time ago. "I and Ji Miao are ordinary friends. My brother cast her movie and I met at that time... Yes, we There is nothing else between the two. If you ask again, my wife should be angry."

The reporter asked another question.

"The other one?" Young Master Shen didn't print the draft this time, and he smiled and waved back. "Don't make fun of me. They are the people Que Shao is pursuing. They have nothing to do with me."