Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

The two of them stayed until the evening and didn't cook dinner that night. Cousin Lin Litian set up a barbecue grill in the yard, and everyone gathered around to barbecue in the yard.

Barbecue in winter can be regarded as one of the pleasures in the world, even a few elders joined in, and the yard was always lively until eleven o'clock in the evening.

If it weren't for the fact that the buildings in the villa area were far away, the police would have come to warn them of disturbing the residents at this point in time.

Before the two of them left, Mother Lin walked out of the courtyard wearing a warm woolen shawl, frowning and asked, "It's too late, why don't you stay here overnight and leave tomorrow morning?"

Lin Litian shook his head, "Song Yan has class tomorrow morning, and it's too far away from Jiang University, so I won't be able to make it in time tomorrow morning."

Mother Lin looked at Song Yan, and Song Yan nodded under her questioning gaze, confirming Lin Litian's statement.

The group of people in the courtyard hadn't dispersed yet, the noise over the courtyard wall fell to the ears of the three people outside.

Mother Lin could only nod her head, and said, "Be careful on the way back."

"I know." Lin Litian hung the car keys on his fingers, and swayed around twice, "Where's my dad? Why don't you come out to see us off?"

"Your father didn't know you were leaving tonight, so he went to bed early." Lin's mother gave him a reproachful look, then turned to Song Yan and said, "Yanyan, come to our house to celebrate the New Year next month, and their young people are making a fuss It’s late, you just happened to watch the New Year’s Eve together.”

Song Yan nodded quickly.

Seeing that she couldn't stop talking, Lin Litian smiled and pushed the person into the door, "Okay, you also left Song Yan's phone number. If you want to say anything, you can always have a chance. Come in, let's go."

Seeing that the end of the semester was approaching, after returning from Lin's house, Song Yan became busy at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was busy with the subject of doctoral graduation, with the application materials for the title of associate professor, and with teaching the students.

Sometimes there is not even time to eat.

Every night when Lin Litian went to pick him up from school, he started to feel drowsy when he got in the co-pilot, and fell asleep when he got home downstairs. No matter what Lin Litian called him, he couldn't wake him up.

Lin Litian was angry and funny, and he was full of distress. He didn't want to wake him up, so he sat dryly with the heater on in the car, waiting for him to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, but Song Yan was awakened by someone's kiss.

He leaned back, distanced himself from the person buried by his neck, touched Lin Litian's face indiscriminately, and asked in a daze, "How long have I been asleep?"

Lin Litian grabbed his fidgeting hand, stuffed the phone into his hand, and took the opportunity to kiss his fingertips, "Look for yourself."

Song Yan turned on the phone, and the dim interior of the car was briefly illuminated by the bright light of the screen, which showed the current time of 09:30.

He actually slept for two hours!

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

Unexpectedly, this man would beat him up, Lin Litian cruelly grabbed the soft flesh of his fingertips and rubbed it, and finally let it go after a while, "I have no conscience, it's fine if I can't wake you up, and I will blame me for not waking you up if I let you sleep for a while."

The look on his face really looked like it was accusing him.

Song Yan laughed lightly, his heart was beating vigorously, "It's not your fault."

After the words fell, his stomach made a few muffled sounds at the right time.

"..." Song Yan's mind turned as fast as lightning, and he blurted out, "Look, my stomach didn't blame you."

He rubbed Song Yan's head like a cat, and helped him unbuckle his seat belt, "Let's go, go up to eat."

They took the elevator upstairs and were about to walk to the door when they ran into Teacher Ding who was going out.

Teacher Ding originally planned to find Song Yan when he came out, but he didn't expect to run into him here first, "Mr. Song? Why did you come back so late?"

Song Yan: "I'm a little late for something."

You can't say that you slept in the car for two hours.

Lin Litian smiled shortly, but did not speak.

Song Yan couldn't resist turning his head to look at him. Seeing Teacher Ding standing still, he asked, "What's the matter, Teacher Ding?"

"Oh yes." Teacher Ding remembered the business, "The college's project inspection team may have to leave early in two days. I remember that you signed up last year, so I came here to talk to you."

Teacher Ding is the person in charge of the expedition team and also Song Yan's neighbor, so he simply came to the door to inform him.

Lin Litian didn't know what he was talking about, and tilted his head in doubt, his eyes fell on Song Yan's face.

Song Yan was also a little confused, "Isn't the inspection after the next year?"

Teacher Ding explained, "The seasonally frozen soil in the west formed earlier this year, and it may also thaw and sink earlier. It will not be able to catch up with the best time for inspection after next year."

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and Song Yan found it tricky, "But I haven't finished this semester yet."

"I know, I mentioned it in the office today, and Mr. Xu said that he finished this semester early and could substitute for you."

Teacher Xu?Xu Mingyang?

Lin Litian grasped the words in it sensitively.

Song Yan was silent for a while, "How long will it be?"

Teacher Ding estimated the time, "It will be more than a month, and it may be a few days before the beginning of the year."

"When will you leave?"

"The morning after tomorrow."

Song Yan fell silent again. Teacher Ding saw that the expressions of the two people were not quite right, and tried to persuade him: "Mr. Song, you are short of these last few data for your doctoral dissertation. If you don't go this year, you will have to postpone it." , and it will also affect the application title..."

Lin Litian didn't make a sound the whole time, Song Yan nodded, then shook his head again, "No need to substitute, my last class is the morning after college, I'll rush over after class and try to keep up with the team."

It is a very indebted thing to ask another teacher to take over the class. Even if he has a good relationship with Xu Mingyang, Song Yan doesn't want to owe this favor.

"That's fine." Seeing that he decided to go, Teacher Ding didn't worry anymore, "The expedition team has to make several stops in the past. If you go directly, you may be able to arrive earlier than us."

After finishing talking, stop disturbing the two of them and go home separately.

It was too late, and I didn't know when I would be able to eat dinner again, so Song Yan simply made two bowls of tomato beef noodles.

Lin Litian was sitting at the dining table, looking at the back in the kitchen, and he still had an unreal sense of illusion that the two of them would be separated for more than a month.

The two had never been apart for so long, and he wasn't prepared at all.

There is no way to celebrate the New Year together.

But this is Song Yan's job, and it's a very important job.

I can only feel depressed in my heart.

Song Yan put the noodles on the table and began to explain the inspection, "Usually, the school inspection team leaves after the year. I thought there was still time, so I wanted to tell you after a while. You...don't be angry."

Song Yan intuitively felt that Lin Litian cared about this matter, but he couldn't tell if he was angry or not.

Of course Lin Litian wasn't angry, at most he was just regretting, but Song Yan put all the legitimate reasons in front of him...

He leaned back, the chair was lifted slightly, his brows were slightly raised, and he unbuttoned the second button of his shirt casually, "What do you do if you are angry? Can you celebrate the New Year with me?"

Song Yan learned his lesson this time, and exposed him, "You're obviously not angry."

"Tsk." Lin Litian didn't tease anyone, his expression became even worse, he picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat noodles.

Remembering the strategy of "coaxing people" last time, Song Yan took a deep breath restrainedly, stood up from his position, walked in front of Lin Litian, stretched his long legs, sat on the man's lap, and wrapped his arms around his neck .

Lin Litian let go of his chopsticks, "?"

Is there such a good thing?

Shout it out as a token of respect.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Song Yan sits firmly, "I will try to come back as soon as possible, the inspection time is not fixed, as long as the task is completed in advance."

Lin Litian lifted the hem of Song Yan's shirt and grabbed his waist. His hands were much tougher than Song Yan's. The cyan tendons and bone lines were knotted, just like the perfect sculpture carefully carved.

Although Song Yan was thin, he was not weak. There was a thin layer of muscles in his abdomen, and a clear and smooth mermaid line. The reason for his sitting posture was being stretched tightly under Lin Litian's hands at the moment.

The two phases overlap, and the great contrast is like the most unique artwork in the world.

Lin Litian Gu Zuoyan said to him, kneading his hands a little harder, "We just promised my mother that we will go back for the New Year."

Song Yan's face was a little sad when he thought of this incident.

Lin Litian sneered when he saw the corners of his mouth slumped in an instant, and comforted him in turn, "If you can't go back, you can't go back. My parents can understand the reason for work."

Wouldn't it be impossible to see each other for a month, wouldn't it be impossible to celebrate the New Year? The days to come are so long, there will always be a chance, and Renren will pass.

Lin Litian could only try his best to convince himself like this.

After convincing himself, he reminded Song Yan, "The noodles are going to be lumpy."

Song Yan didn't intend to leave his embrace, "Leave it alone, I'll cook it later."

Song Yan wouldn't be able to say such a thing if he was beaten to death when the two first met.

Lin Litian squinted his eyes, with an extremely dangerous warning, "Aren't you hungry?"

Song Yan pointed out something, and lowered his hand, "Aren't you hungry too?"

The two were too close, and any changes in their bodies could not be hidden from the other person, but he was still thinking about Song Yan's hunger, so he suppressed a thin layer of sweat, pressed the restless wrist, and said through gritted teeth: "Eat first." Noodles, let’s talk after eating the noodles.”

The next day, Lin Litian went to the studio.

The first part of his new book has been written, and the publishing house he has always cooperated with has come to the studio to discuss publishing matters with him.

The person in charge of the publishing house is an old acquaintance of his. After flipping through the first draft, he was a little surprised, "Your book... the emotional line seems to be smoothed out. It has a sense of CP. Has your sex changed?"

Most of Lin Litian's books are good at the plot, supplemented by the emotional line. In the past, the emotional line was the most tasteless existence in his books. It is a pity to discard it if it is tasteless.

Many book fans said that it is better to delete the emotional line and change it to have no CP, so that you don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back by an official who has no sense of CP when watching the plot.

He smiled, signed his name on the copyright contract, and said casually, "Maybe it's a relationship."

"Who's in a relationship?" The person in charge thought he heard it wrong, "You???"

Lin Litian raised his eyebrows.

The person in charge who got the confirmed answer couldn't help complaining, "As far as the emotional line you wrote before, if it weren't for being dragged down by the emotional line, your book would have won an award a long time ago. I thought you had to lock your heart and lock your love to write it. Such a CP tortures your book fans... It turns out that an author like you can also fall in love."

As she spoke, she clicked her tongue twice and looked him up and down.

Lin Litian put down the pen in his hand and pushed the contract over, "It's not that bad."

However, when he read his previous books recently, he also felt that the official supporting roles in his works were awkward. It can be said that all interactions are paving the way for the plot, and there is no sweetness at all. Resentment arising from arranged marriages.

But his emotional line in writing this book was extremely smooth. All these changes happened after he got to know Song Yan. He was thinking, maybe when he changed Song Yan, Song Yan was also changing him.

Thinking of Song Yan, his thoughts could not help but turn to another matter.

Song Yan was leaving the day after tomorrow, and the two of them spent a lot of time together, and there were no more than two days left.

The speed at which he tapped the table with his fingertips couldn't help but increase, betraying his irritability.

The person in charge didn't notice his strangeness, so he signed the contract in duplicate, kept one copy for himself, and asked, "Are you free tonight? Do you want to have dinner once?"

Lin Litian regained his composure, and declined him politely: "No, I have something to do later."

The person in charge was also not persistent, and left Lin Litian's studio after saying goodbye.

Lin Litian also picked up the car keys, but instead of going home, he went to Jiangcheng University.

He just looked at Song Yan's class schedule. At this time, Song Yan should be in the last class.

He hadn't seen Song Yan giving lessons to others.

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