"11,,1,11^......" Su Yuyang tapped on the keyboard while chanting words in his mouth.

Ling Miao leaned over and listened, yo, Su Yuyang was complaining there. If Ling Miao didn't know the reason for Su Yuyang's resentment, he would probably think that Su Yuyang and "11" had a grudge.

Last night, Ling Miao took away Su Yuyang's mobile phone, and after posting Su Yuyang's edited Weibo, he reposted it with Su Yuyang's account and wrote "Celebrate tomorrow on November 11". 11 more! Su Yuyang looked at his manuscript, then at his claws, and then at Ling Miao's cunning face, and he suddenly felt that the whole world was dark.

Book League, Tofu: Sit and wait for the 11th update of the Book University today.

Tofu posted the good news in the group.

Book League, Little Apple: 11 more? What 11 more?

Shumeng, Tofu: Shuda posted on Weibo yesterday that it will be 11 more today.

Book League, Mutual Masturbation: 11 more? It's not Singles' Day.

Book League, Tofu: [Image]

Tofu threw the screenshots and pictures of Su Yuyang's Weibo into the group, and the group suddenly boiled, and many divers were bubbling.

Book League, Missing: Red Red Fruit's Show of Affection, Heart Plug [Tears]

Ling Miao looked at the group chat leisurely, and told Su Yuyang the group news from time to time, although Su Yuyang plugged his headphones to listen to music, Ling Miao's words still reached his ears. Su Yuyang was distracted from time to time, and his speed couldn't be raised.

"Hey, the book is big, a girl is crying in the group, saying that your Weibo yesterday stimulated her."

Su Yuyang didn't respond to Ling Seconds, he was tapping the keyboard faster and faster, and his fingertips and keys were about to spark.

Su Yuyang now deeply understands what it means to "come out of the mouth" - Ling Miao's 11 watches, isn't it just teaching him?

When he said the wrong thing, he was tormented by his paws. Su Yuyang had no resentment in his heart, and felt sweet. Ling Miao is so angry, doesn't it mean that he only has himself in his heart? Thinking of this, Su Yuyang was full of energy, 11 is nothing, and 21 is not afraid!

Of course, Su Yuyang wouldn't let Ling Miao know what he thought, otherwise Ling Miao would really give him a 21-more Weibo, and he wouldn't have had time to cry.

"Xiao Second, don't you know how to code?" Su Yuyang finished a chapter and was about to rest for a while to fight again, but seeing that Ling Miao was so leisurely that he forgot what he was going to do, he couldn't help but remind him.

Ling Miao said indifferently: "Anyway, it's all broken, and I can't get this month's full attendance, I'll update it next month." Seeing that Su Yuyang had started another chapter, Ling Miao stretched his waist and said, "How much you wrote, send it to me, and I'll revise it." ”

"You kid." Su Yuyang smiled with satisfaction, and then sent the manuscript to Ling Miao.

"Damn, you only wrote three chapters in two hours, which is sorry for your speed of 8,000 per hour!" Ling Miao said in surprise.

Su Yuyang blinked, trying to squeeze out two tears, he wiped his tears and said, "There are always people who interfere with my train of thought, and 10,000 words in two hours is very good." ”

Ling Miao said hello in the group and hid, but Su Yuyang clicked on the group message.

After reading today's chat record, Su Yuyang smiled helplessly: "Ling Miao is still quite cute." ”

After lunch, Su Yuyang continued to code words, Ling Miao didn't bother him, it seemed that he was worried that he would continue to harass Su Yuyang, and Su Yuyang would not be able to update today.

Without Ling Second's interference, Su Yuyang's speed of codewords has improved significantly, but he is still not satisfied, so he asked someone to spell words in the spelling group, who knew that everyone was abused by his tentacles and did not dare to fight.

"Let's spell it." Ling Miao took off the headphones and said.

"Okay."

With the company of his lover, Su Yuyang is like beating two catties of chicken blood, and he can finish a chapter in minutes.

"It's finally done." Su Yuyang looked at the somewhat trembling paws and let out a long sigh.

Ling Miao stepped forward to hold Su Yuyang's hand, and said distressedly: "I knew that I would have written 10." ”

Su Yuyang almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he forced a smile: "I can still bear 11, besides, isn't 11 a lifetime?" ”

"11 is still a little single." Ling Miao let go of Su Yuyang's hand, but his hand was grabbed by Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang held Ling Miao's hand, looked up at Ling Miao, and said with a gentle gaze: "11 is actually a promise you gave me, right?" A lifetime of companionship. ”

Ling Miao's cheeks were slightly red, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly into Su Yuyang's eyes, looking shy that his mind was seen through. However, Ling Miao would admit it, and he said stiffly: "What is a lifetime, Lao Tzu's life still has a few decades, maybe I will find a better ...... than you in the future."

"Huh?" Su Yuyang's "uh-huh" was clearly made through his nose, and it was full of threat. Ling Miao stopped in time, and he smiled flatteringly: "It's a bit difficult to find one that is better than you, just have you." By the way, you can rest for a while, and I'll revise the draft. ”

Su Yuyang gave up his seat, and Ling Sui revised the manuscript on Su Yuyang's computer.

Repairing and repairing, Ling Miao was almost crushed to death by the black line on the door of his head. turned his head and wanted to complain about Su Yuyang, but saw Su Yuyang lying on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Sighing, Ling Miao sighed at the sorrow of life while correcting those inexplicable typos. The most troublesome thing for Ling Miao is that Su Yuyang uses five strokes, and some discordant words can only be modified according to the content before and after.

Su Yuyang was really tired, as soon as his head touched the bed, his eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes, the sky was already dark.

"Small seconds."

Su Yuyang's muffled voice came, and Ling Miao turned his head and asked, "I'm hungry, what do you want to eat, I'll do it." ”

"Fried rice, noodles will do."

"You wait." Ling Miao turned around and went to the kitchen, Su Yuyang glanced at the monitor and found that Ling Miao was coding words.

"Obviously, I have a lot of things to do, and I also help me revise the manuscript." The corners of Su Yuyang's mouth rose slightly, and a shallow smile revealed the joy in his heart.

After a few minutes of effort, Ling Miao came back with fragrant egg fried rice.

Su Yuyang smelled the aroma and swallowed his saliva unconsciously, his eyes were like a hungry wolf seeing a flock of sheep. Ling Miao smiled: "Look at you like that, people who don't know still think I've been hungry for you for days." ”

"I'm really hungry." Su Yuyang rubbed his stomach aggrievedly.

After receiving the fried rice handed by Ling Second, Su Yuyang immediately devoured it.

Ling Miao stared at Su Yuyang, he had a heartfelt smile on his face, but there was sadness in his smile, and gradually, he fell into memory.

After a few minutes of effort, the fried rice on the plate was wiped out by Su Yuyang, and there was not a single grain of rice left.

Su Yuyang raised his head and looked at Ling Miao's eyes full of sadness, and his heart sank.

At some point, Ling Miao came back to his senses and recalled: "My mother's cooking skills are not good, but she likes to cook for my father." My dad hated my mother's cooking, and every time he hurriedly finished eating and went back to the bedroom, but my mom was very happy...... Ling Miao's words were not finished, and he didn't have the courage to finish.

"Tomorrow, take me to see your mother." Su Yuyang said softly.