Chapter 40: Start reading

The words of Confucianism made the atmosphere suddenly become awkward, and Lanning’s look was no longer as natural as it was just now.
I thought that everyone did not mention this matter with great tacit understanding, but now the words of Confucianism made her feel overwhelmed.
After a moment, she quickly lifted the bag on the sofa, just stood up, and the wrist was caught by the Confucian language: "I want to escape again? What are you afraid of?"
"I..." The question of Confucianism made her wonder how to answer. Her action was paused and she violently pulled back her wrist. "I just suddenly remembered that I still have a courier on the security guard downstairs. I will go get the courier first!"
She finished talking like the last time, flew to the door and opened the door to leave.
The Confucian language put the plate with the cake back on the table, and then leaned back and lay down on the sofa.
Lan Ning returned home and threw the bag aside and fell on the bed.
The words of Confucianism echoed in the ear, what is she afraid of? Is she afraid of anything?
Lan Ning's brow gradually tightened, she just didn't know how to deal with it? Having said that, does the teacher really like her? This assumption is scary enough in itself, and why does he like her?
She...who likes him or not?
For the whole night, Lan Ning tossed and turned in the torture of whoever he liked. Just after closing his eyes, he climbed up and went to work.
The back cover of this issue of Mistri magazine used a whole page to publish an advertisement for the publication of the new book "Death Message", and the link for pre-sale of the Internet was also made for the first time. The 10,000 copies with stamps were snapped up a few hours before the pre-sale, and the site urgently made a regular version of the pre-sale link.
Although this achievement has little to do with Laning, as a compile editor of this book, Lan Ning is still very happy. It is reasonable to say that she should have actively reported the results with Confucianism, and congratulated him by the way, but she did not contact him.
Don't talk about the connection. In the past two days, she will be nervous when she sees the Q.Q avatar in Confucianism, and she is always worried that if he suddenly finds himself talking, what should he do?
Lan Ning thinks that she is a bit ridiculous, so she is also an adult, and she will become absent-minded because of this kind of work. Obviously, when she was in college, she did not study because of her love.
The dripping sound of Q.Q suddenly came over again, and Lan Ning’s heart followed it again. She glanced at the blue-eyed, screaming head and sighed with relief.
The sky is like a wash: edited and edited, I get the draft fee! So happy!
Blue sky: Do you know if you have time tomorrow? I invite you to eat [shy]
Cauliflower: Congratulations! Please don't have to eat me, keep the money and buy what you like~
Blue sky: I like to edit and eat (/w\) This is the first manuscript fee in my life, I want to thank the editor for my appreciation [shy]
Cauliflower: 2333 you are too polite
The sky is like a wash: so edit, are you free? [Poor] [Poor] [Poor]
Cauliflower: ... well, but I may be late after work.
Blue sky wash: It doesn't matter! That's great! ~\\(≧▽≦)/~Editing what I want to eat?
Cauliflower: Let's eat it.
The blue sky is like a wash: Oh! I will contact the editor again (/w\).
Lan Ning smiled and sent a gesture of ok, and turned off the dialog box.
After work the next day, Lan Ning went to the subway station and checked the news from Ye Cheng.
"dream? Western restaurant?" Lan Ning frowned slightly. She thought that students like Ye Cheng usually eat about a rotisserie or a buffet. I didn't expect him to be in a Western restaurant. More advanced Western restaurant.
Although his manuscript fee also includes additional rewards, it is still not enough to consume in such a western restaurant...?
She thought about it and gave Ye Cheng a message: "Would you like to eat at a Western restaurant? It seems like a very expensive 汗 [Khan]"
Ye Cheng: I don't have to worry about editing. I don't usually spend a lot of money. Most of my living expenses are saved~\\(≧▽≦)/~ and I used to work to make money.
Lan Ning thinks that Ye Cheng is really a good classmate. Now, a college boy like him is definitely a rare breed.
Lan Ning: This is what I said, but when I have a meal in a Western restaurant, you will return to liberation before _(:3"∠)_
Ye Cheng: It doesn't matter 2333. When I have a book, I have a draft fee! I will make a lot of money in the future, and then please edit and eat better~((≧▽≦)/~
Lan Ning: "..."
Was she being teased by a little boy? Mom is a bit shy...
She put her mobile phone away and chose the subway to go to the direction of dream.
After half an hour, she arrived at the door of the western restaurant. She was afraid that Ye Cheng would wait too long and ran away. The waiter at the door gave her a nap and asked politely: "This lady, is there an appointment?"
"Yes." She groaned at the restaurant and wanted to find Ye Cheng. Before she saw Ye Cheng, the other party saw her first. He stood up from the chair and waved at Lanmen at the door: "Edit, here."
"Ah, I saw my friend."
"Please come with me." The waiter led Laning to go in the direction of Ye Cheng.
After arriving at the position, Lan Ning looked at Ye Cheng with apologetics: "Sorry, today's meeting is a bit long."
"It doesn't matter." Ye Cheng smiled and took a bunch of flowers on the table and handed it to Laning. "This is for you."
Lan Ning smashed, it was a bunch of bright roses, as passionate as a flame.
"This..." Lan Ning turned his head, and he ate Western food and sent roses. How do you feel that the rhythm is wrong?
Ye Cheng said slightly to her mouth: "I saw it when I passed the flower shop. I felt very beautiful, so I bought it. Do you like it?"
"Oh..." The waiter was still standing and watching. Lan Ning grinned and picked up Ye Cheng's flower. "It's beautiful, thank you."
She sat down in the position and adapted the menu to her. Laning picked up the cheaper one and returned the menu to the waiter.
Ye Cheng sat opposite, and smiled at her with some helplessness: "Edit, you don't have to save money for me, I still ask for a meal."
"Well... let the students ask me, I am really embarrassed."
Ye Cheng’s mouth twitched slightly and looked at her and said,
Don’t always treat me as a student.

"Oh..." But you are a student.
Lan Ning didn't know how to get back to him. Ye Cheng looked at her as she was a little helpless, smiled and smiled at her, and handed the menu back to the waiter.
When dining, Ye Cheng will occasionally have some interesting things with Lan Ning in the school. The atmosphere on the dinner table has been very good. Lan Ning took a sip of the white water in the cup and heard the prompt of the mobile phone message.
"A lot of meaning." She smiled at Ye Cheng and took the phone out of her bag. On the notification bar, there is a recent message from WeChat.
Confucianism: Where are you?
Seeing the name of Confucianism without warning, Lan Ning’s heart almost missed a beat. She took a sigh of relief before unlocking the phone and responding to a message from the past: "I am eating out, what is the teacher doing?"
Confucianism: With whom?
Lan Ning's eyebrows moved slightly. He asked what is the details? But the ghost made the difference, she didn't want to tell the truth.
Lan Ning: One of my girlfriends, you have not seen it.
After she sent the news out, the Confucian language had not been moved. The opposite Ye Cheng looked at her and asked, "Do you have anything?"
Lan Ning looked at him slightly and shook his head. "Nothing, work."
"Oh." Ye Cheng nodded and didn't ask again.
Lan Ning stared at the phone for a few more seconds, and the reply to the Confucian language came over, but this time he sent a voice, Lan Ning is not convenient now, so he had to put the phone back.
After eating western food, Lan Ning didn't see the time too early. He said to Ye Chengdao: "I will go to work tomorrow. I will go back today. Thank you for your hospitality."
"You're welcome." Ye Cheng looked at her and gently tilted her mouth. "Are you going back by subway? Let's go together."
"okay."
Probably because Lanning's arms still hold a bunch of flowers, so walking on the road is particularly eye-catching. Although Ye Cheng is smaller than her, her height is higher than her. When two people walk together, it is easy to be misunderstood as a couple.
It’s hard to get to the subway. Laning has a feeling of relief: "Then I will go first. Go back to school early. Don't run around."
Ye Cheng smiled helplessly at her: "Edit, I am also an adult, don't always treat me as a child."
"Hey..." Who told you to be so cute on the Internet. She waved her hand at Ye Cheng and walked in the direction of the ticket gate. Ye Cheng watched her pass through the ticket gate and then turned and walked in the opposite direction.
After Laning got on the subway, he thought of the voice that was sent before the Confucian language, and took the phone out and plugged in the headphones.
Finding the voice message, her fingertips touched it lightly and the red dot disappeared.
Confucianism first laughed at himself with self-deprecating, and then used his magnetic sweet voice to say: "I believe what you said now. When people are in love, even if they know that the other person is lying, they will subconsciously want to go. Believe."
Lan Ning’s heart thumped and then jumped fast.
What do you mean, he knows that she was cheating on him? How does he know? If it is said in person, he may still be able to judge from her tone of expression, but the text message she just sent is reasoned from her speed of reply!
I don't know why, Lan Ning's heart suddenly became flustered, just like when he was lying with his parents when he was a child, and the result was poked in the face.
She thought about it for a while, then climbed onto Weibo and looked around. Not what she expected, the blue sky was washed in the afternoon when a microblog was sent: "I received the first manuscript fee for life, and I compiled it for dinner.~\\(≧▽≦)/~"
Lan Ning: "..."
She instantly felt stupid.
Ye Cheng’s Weibo was distributed at six or more points. The time when the Confucian language sent her a WeChat was about 7:30... So after he saw Ye Cheng’s Weibo, he sent a WeChat to ask. Own? At that time, she told him that she was with her girlfriend...
Lan Ning's body leaned back and leaned back into the chair like a salted fish.
The corner of the corner of the eye can just aim at the screen of the mobile phone. In the upper right corner of the screen, it is a bunch of red roses. Ye Cheng also took a photo and took it in the new restaurant.
The phone slowly blackened and relocked. Laning stared at the rose in his hand.
She just sprinkled a small, innocent little panic, why is it so heavy? Originally, who she is with, what she is doing, she is not obliged to report to Confucianism.
She listened to the voice again and listened to it. What is "when people are in love"? And he has a hurtful tone, as if she is a negative person...
She frowned and stuffed her phone back into her bag.
After returning to the community, she glanced at the apartment where she lived in Confucianism. The sky was dark and the window of the apartment was lit up three and five times. She could not see which one was Yan Ruyu.
She stood there for a while and walked back to her apartment. When she got home, she found a vase to insert the roses and then squatted on the bed.
The words spoken in Confucianism have been lingering in my mind, just like the shackles of Tang Yannian. Lan Ning rolled a few laps in a random way, eventually climbed up and picked up the bag and went out.
She rushed to the door of the Confucian language, and she seemed to be afraid of her own remorse. She couldn’t wait to ring the doorbell.
It seems that after a long time, it seems that after only a moment, the door opens silently.
The Confucian language stood inside and looked down at her slightly.
Lan Ning's mouth moved and he didn't know what to say for a long time. Ruan Confucius read her for a while and turned around and walked in without saying a word.
Lan Ning hesitated at the door and still followed. She closed the door and looked at the back of the Confucian language: "Teacher..."
The Confucian language stopped in place, but still facing her back. After Lanning called him, he did not know what to say.
The room was so quiet that I could hear each other's breathing. Lan Ning bit his mouth and said to him: "Sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you before."
The Confucian language was silent for a while, and turned back to see her: "Why lie to me?"
Lan Ning's brow gently picked up, she did not know why she lied to him. Yes, why did she lie to him, even if she told him to eat with Ye Cheng directly, what happened?
"Oh, I just think you don't seem to like Ye Cheng..."
Laning’s voice was a little small, but the Confucian language was still clear. He smiled and looked at her: "Is that the case?"
"Yeah... Say, who am I with, there is no need to explain it to you?"
"No need? You think I didn't express enough before, right?"
"What, what...?" Lan Ning has some guilty conscience. She thinks that she has been escaping before, and she may not be able to escape this time.
The Confucian language hooked his mouth and walked in her direction: "Then I will express it clearly this time."
Lan Ning was almost instinctively retreating, but behind her was the door, blocking her retreat.
The Confucian language was held on the door with one hand, slowly leaning over and kissing on her lips.