Having said that, before Lin Wannian could speak, Sang Qingyan continued to speak: "Do you want to hook up with that woman?"

After asking this question, Lin Wannian finally understood the reason for his strange tone.

It turns out he was jealous.

Tsk tsk.

Without hearing Lin Wannian's answer, Sang Qingyan became more and more violent, and his eyes became deep, as if he was about to do something else.

Lin came to his senses late in life and said, "I like men."

At that moment, the boy's hostility disappeared.

He whispered, "Oh."

The two went to a convenience store near the building and bought a bottle of juice, a bottle of Sprite and a bottle of Coke, and then bought some vegetables at the supermarket.

Three people always have to eat more.

On the way back, Sang Qingyan was in a much happier mood than before, and he even walked with the wind.

Su Ling noticed that during this trip, Sang Qingyan's hostility towards her had decreased a lot.

Although it is not clear what the situation is, it can develop in a positive direction.

Been busy for two hours.

The sky was grey and dark, with only a few sparse stars twinkling, and they could finally have their meal.

"Cheers~"

The three of them took disposable cups, poured their favorite drinks into them, and clinked their cups together, turning white, brown, and yellow.

It was like an old friend I hadn't seen for a long time.

"Meow~"

Mao Liu smelled the fragrance and also came to Su Ling's house to eat.

The meal took an hour.

After eating, I helped clean up.

Lin took the cat back in his later years.

After coming out of Su Ling's house, Lin Wannian was about to go home when Sang Qingyan stopped him.

"Brother Lin."

Lin Wannian turned around and looked at the person standing behind him: "What's wrong?"

Sang Qingyan moved her lips: "Good night."

"Yeah. Good night."

Weekend leisure time.

Sang Qingyan couldn't wait to come to Lin Wannian's house, saying that he wanted to discuss something with Lin Wannian, but in fact he wanted to occupy a place in Lin Wannian's home.

When I sit on the sofa and type, I always have to bend my neck, which is bad for my spine.

He brought a table and a stool from his home, sat upright and typed on the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the words on the screen, his fingers falling on the keys at a rapid pace.

This is probably talent, right?

Lin Wannian held a cup of wolfberry and red date tea, took a sip, looked at Sang Qingyan's focused expression, retracted his gaze, walked into the bedroom, and did his own thing.

Sang Qingyan is not on the list of invited authors. Sang Qingyan only published one book at the beginning of the website, and he updated it very slowly. The traffic has gradually decreased. He has only published one book in the past year, and it was a flop. He is not yet a top author on the website.

Lin Wannian privately sent the invitation information to the authors on the list to confirm whether they would be present.

At noon.

The two takeouts he ordered arrived.

The two sat together to eat.

While eating, Sang Qingyan looked at Lin Wainian several times, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"What do you want to say?"

Sang Qingyan asked, "Are you going to hold an author conference?"

"yes."

"I just saw the information in the backend. The system said that in addition to the top 100 authors in Hongjin, the platform will also invite three lucky authors. If you win the lottery, you can find your editor to let him know."

Lin stopped chewing his rice and said, "So?"

Sang Qingyan silently opened his phone and presented the interface to him: "I seem to be one of the third."

The interface says: Congratulations on becoming the lucky author of this conference

Lin Wannian widened his eyes: "..."

I have to say that Sang is really lucky.

When Sang Qingyan learned that he could also attend the authors' conference, he was very happy, mainly because he could be with Lin Wannian.

One day, he will be invited to attend the authors' conference as a top author!

Sang Qingyan was full of ambition. After eating, he didn't even take a nap, but sat there typing away on the keyboard.

And on the fourth floor.

Su Ling looked at the invitation and editing information sent by the system. She was a little hesitant about whether to attend. In fact, she quite liked the lively atmosphere and wanted to see it.

But if they find out that I am a woman, it doesn’t matter if the editors know, but it would be a big deal if the readers know.

Her thoughts drifted away and she had an idea: why not wear a wig, pretend to be a man, and then wear a mask. She could fake her voice, so she wouldn't have to worry about her voice being discovered.

After Su Ling had this idea, he quickly opened the shopping app and placed an order for the items he wanted to buy.

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Ever since she knew that Lin Wannian didn't like women, Sang Qingyan no longer concealed the look in her eyes, and whenever she saw Lin Wannian, she either smiled or laughed.

He wrote all day and only stopped writing at night.

Instead, he suggested: "Brother Lin, let's go shopping outside! I heard that the nearest food court is holding an event."

"Sure." Lin Wannian didn't care. Since Sang Qingyan wanted to go out and play, then let him go.

After changing into their coats and shoes, they went out.

Sang Qingyan skillfully climbed onto the back seat and sat behind Lin Wannian.

Lin Wannian was waiting for him to come up when he felt an itch on his waist. He looked down and saw someone's hand.

When Lin Wannian found out, Sang Qingyan said innocently, "Brother Lin, can I put it like this?"

Lin Wannian: “Whatever…” You are like this, what else can I say?

The night was a bit cool.

Sang Qingyan originally just put it there gently, and then hugged it from behind.

I felt the restraint on my waist.

Lin Wannian subconsciously tensed his body.

But the person behind him said in a mean way: "Brother Lin, it's so cold."

In his later years, Lin almost ran a red light.

It has to be said that if he doesn't go, Sang will.

Park your car.

The two of them then walked towards the busy area.

Sang Qingyan was very familiar with this area. He pulled Lin Wannian around and initially just pulled at the corner of his clothes, but as he pulled, he directly grabbed Lin Wannian's hand.

Lin Wannian and Sang Qingyan came to a nearby video game arcade.

Go up to the second floor.

In addition to the claw machine section, the arcade also has sections for various shooting games, and there is also billiards for adults.

As soon as you enter the billiard area, a faint smell of cigarette smoke hits your nose.

In his later years, Lin was not very disgusted by the smell of cigarettes. He would even smoke a cigarette when he was in a bad mood.

"Brother Sang! Long time no see!" An excited voice came when they walked in.

Afterwards, several young-looking people walked up to Lin Wannian with a grin on their faces, all looking at Sang Qingyan beside him.

Sang Qingyan waved his hand, his face calm: "Is there any vacancy?"

"Yes, yes." The young man with dyed blue-gray hair who was in the lead waved his hand, and immediately people who were playing at a table put down their pool cues and sat aside. Someone took the initiative to tidy up the pool balls.

"Brother Lin, shall we play a game?" Sang Qingyan said to Lin Wannian beside him.