You Sound Sleepy - Chapter 8

The office was so quiet that needles dropped, and the coffee machine at work made a soft “click”, and then fell silent, and the indicator light indicating that it was cooked was flashing.

“…”

Que Qingyan’s deep and heavy gaze fell on Lin Mian’s reddish face, and his smile faded.

He didn’t speak for a long time. Lin Mian guessed that he was temporarily shocked by his daring and ambiguous conversation. He didn’t dare to look at him. He bowed his head and wanted to boast: “I think…” You are really good-looking.

Halfway through the conversation, I was interrupted by the sudden vibration of the phone.

Que Qingyan’s eyes paused slightly, and he answered the phone. While talking about the matter, he clicked on the table in front of Lin Mian with his fingers, his expression as usual, indicating that she could sit down first.

Lin Mian read a meaning from his handsome and indifferent face.

…”Sit and I will wait for you to settle the account” means.

He called and did not avoid her, but just got up and stood up, walked to the coffee machine, took a clean porcelain cup, and pressed the outlet pressure pump with his fingers.

The person on the other side of the phone sounded flustered, speaking quickly, Que Qingyan’s expression remained unchanged, and calmly listened: “I have read the case file in the past two days. The trial time is next month. During the release on bail, I need you to provide it. All my true and valid information, including documents, materials, and related contracts.”

Lin Mian was also sitting obediently waiting for the trial, and there was a cup of coffee on the table in front of him.

Que Qingyan poured her a cup of coffee while making a call. He put down the white porcelain cup, hooked the handle of the cup with his slender fingers and turned it half a circle, adjusting the handle to the position facing her right hand.

Lin Mian looked up at him, falling into those falling eyes.

The call continued, Que Qingyan spoke calmly, his voice with a cold tone: “As your legal representative, I hope you can be honest enough with me.”

Candid enough…

Lin Mian’s eyes flickered when he heard this, and he took a sip of coffee in silence.

Suddenly, suddenly so guilty…

After Que Qingyan and the party had finalized the meeting time, Lin Mian had already filled the whole cup of coffee and said in a low voice, “Professor Que.”

He hung up the phone, wrote a line on the case file, and asked her: “Do you want more coffee?”

“No more.”

Que Qingyan put aside the pen, and stared at her with dark eyes across the large and tidy desk: “What did you want to tell me just now?”

A popular cartoonist once said: Whether it is comics or real life, you have to face it bravely and boldly when you encounter anything. Those who dare not to admit the established facts are intimidating.

Popular cartoonist: “No, nothing.”

“…” Bai Jiayi shook her hand, and the lipstick drew a red on the corner of her lips, slightly opened her blood basin in a daze, “Then what?”

“Then he let me come back.”

“Do you really say in front of him that the parents are so good-looking?! That’s Que Qingyan, Mianbao.” Bai Jiayi walked into the bedroom and knocked on the closet. “You open the closet first, and hide in the closet if you feel wronged. Can we correct this problem? I’m afraid you will be smothered to death.”

Lin Mian’s muffled voice came through the shutter door of the closet: “No.”

“It’s the two of you in the office. What kind of voice is so small that you can’t hear it?” Bai Jia leaned on the closet and analyzed for her. “Since he asked what you said, it must be pretending not to hear it.”

“…I know.”

Although Que Qingyan did not reject her outright, he had actually made his attitude clear.

He regarded her as a little girl who had not been involved in the world, and did not bluntly hurt her face to face, but very gentlemanly gave her a step down.

But this can’t make her give up…

Lin Mianwo was in the dim closet, hugged her knees melancholy, and said Xin, she liked it more.

“Brilliant trick, I just rejected you after two or two strokes.” Bai Jiayi couldn’t help but praised.

She said before that Que Qingyan and Lin Mian’s mental age are too far apart. He has been in law circles for so many years and he is used to seeing big winds and waves. In his eyes, sultry routines like Lin Mian are kid tricks, don’t say anything. Tickle it, it doesn’t even count as tickle.

but…

“Maybe your simple and rude method of chasing people can really abduct people?” Bai Jiayi comforted her, and drew on lipstick with a mirror to paint again, “Mianbao, I will go back to the old house later. I may return tonight. not coming.”

At last there was a slight rustling sound from the closet, and then the louver door of the cabinet was pulled open a three-finger wide gap, revealing the eyes of Linmian puppies glowing with water.

“What happened?”

Miss Bai rolled her eyes and explained: “Hongmen Banquet.”

During the honeymoon, Bai Jiayi was angered and returned to China. The two family members could not be kept away. It was about the marriage of the cooperative relationship. The Shen family had to give the Bai family face. I heard that Young Master Shen was picked up by the family elders the next day. Tonight, the two discussed a meal in the old house of the Bai family, and brought Young Master Shen to the door to make amends to Bai Jiayi.

After Bai Jiayi left, Lin Mian thought about the tortuous life in the closet, looking forward to the hopeless future, and decided to cook a bowl of noodles first.

In the evening, the editor called her.

When receiving the call, Lin Mian was immersed in the drawing in the workshop. Her assistant Fang Xuxu has been allergic to seasonal changes and has a high fever. For this reason, she has gone to the hospital several times and asked Lin Mian for a week of leave.

The booklet is about to be published. Lin Mian’s color-page theater dragged on and did not finish painting. The result of the old debts and new debts being repaid together was that she had to stay up late to paint again tonight.

“Mr. Mu Mian, I will wait for the manuscript to be reviewed and proofread tomorrow afternoon. I will take it for printing in two days.” The editor’s voice is soft enough to pinch water out, “May I see your teacher in the mailbox when I go to work tomorrow morning? Manuscript?”

Lin Mian opened the voice hands-free, and kept writing, but his voice was very confident and calm—

“No.”

“…” The editor smiled and then smiled and asked humbly, “Why?”

“Actually, I’m telling you,” Lin Mian sighed helplessly, his tone was distressed, his voice was soft, and he paused before saying, “The power outage where I live.”

“You know,” it sounds really helpless and pitiful. “The apartment I just rented has nothing, and no backup power supply. The drafts are all on the desktop. I may not be able to give it to you tomorrow morning.”

She has a great ability to pretend to be poor, and the editor has long been immune, and her voice is cool and cool: “You used this reason last month.”

Lin Mian put down the pen and lied seriously: “Really stop—”

Snapped.

Before the voice fell, the ring chandelier in the room went out, and the room plunged into darkness for an instant.

Lin Mian looked at the black screen of the desktop computer in the dark: “…”

There is a truth that says this:

When you come out, you always have to pay back.

The power outage is real, and no backup power is real. Fortunately, the manuscript was backed up in the mobile hard disk, and only the part that was just drawn tonight was lost.

The circuit breaker of the main power supply failed. Lin Mian had no clue after debugging several times. After checking the time, the property was off work.

For a moment, she moved a small table on the porch of the floor, turned around and carried the laptop and tablet out, and then… continued to draw with the voice-activated sensor light at the elevator entrance.

The well-known cartoonist Mu Mian, dressed in pajamas nestled at the door of the room, painted a sweet theater, and his heart was desolate.

She was coloring in layers, and the door of the opposite tenant opened.

Lin Mianxuan’s position was facing the elevator entrance on the floor, and the woman in purple dress in front of her was holding a little boy. She was startled when she was about to press the elevator.

“Miss Lin, what’s wrong?”

The woman in the purple skirt is a single mother who lives at the opposite door. Lin Mian stood up and gave way and moved a bunch of equipment in. She apologized and said, “The power is out at home, but there is still some work to do. I’m sorry to block the elevator door. …”

She looks good in the first place, and the look of apologizing is really flattering. The woman in the purple skirt smiled and asked, “Otherwise, you should come to my house first, all neighbors.”

Lin Mian curled his eyes: “It’s okay, thank you.”

The purple-clothed woman didn’t force it, and after a few words of greeting, she entered the elevator. Lin Mian just wanted to continue painting, but suddenly felt something was wrong…

She looked back at the door of her room.

Just now when she moved the computer to make room, she accidentally ran into the door that was half-hidden behind her.

Locked, on, up.

Lin Mian: “…”

I really want to pay it back when I come out.

No keys, no mobile phones, no wallets, fifteen minutes later, Lin Mian carried a bunch of things to the tenth floor.

She faced the wall of the heavy wood gate for thirty seconds, and rang the doorbell carefully.

After waiting for a while, the door opened with a slight sound.

Que Qingyan saw Lin Mian standing outside the door, and his eyes were slightly surprised. He looked down at her: “What’s the matter?”

“Professor Que,” Linmian looked back at him briskly, his eyes red and the tip of his nose red, “The apartment I rented has a power failure, and I have nothing with me. I can’t get in now, and my roommate can’t come back at night. But tomorrow morning I have to hand in a club’s propaganda paper. I would like to ask if I can lend you a little bit of space…”

“I’ll leave as soon as I finish painting. I won’t cause you trouble.” She sniffed in a low voice, fearing that he would disagree, her voice was soft and waxy, not audible, “I beg you.”

Que Qingyan looked at Lin Mian, spoke briefly to the person on the communication side, and hung up the phone.

She only wore a thin pajamas, showing her white half-length calves and ankles, her feet were covered with fluffy warm yellow cotton moppings, she was holding a heavy laptop and digital tablet in her hands, and her fingertips were slightly reddish. With the softness and grievances just fished out of the water.

Like a little hamster, his eyes are painted, holding the only corn kernels pitifully and knocking on someone’s door.

Que Qingyan took what Lin Mian was holding, turned his face and said, “Come in.”

Lin Mian responded and followed behind him and entered the door.

With tears still hanging on her eyelashes, she thought of the content of her previous conversation with Bai Jiayi:

—”I also want to go upstairs and do something.”

—”Should also knock on his door in thin pajamas.”

Her mouth is really… has it been opened?