The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

"Huh? That time yesterday morning?" Sang Qingyan answered somewhat uncertainly.

Lin Lin came forward in his later years, but he didn't expect that Sang Qingyan's height was about the same as him, or even a little taller than him.

As expected, the height of an 18-year-old boy is very high. After the age of , he starts to stop growing.

Sang Qingyan was startled when the other party came so close. He took a step back and let Lin take a look at his indifferent expression.

Lin Wannian stood up, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Lin Wannian."

Seeing him like this, Sang Qingyan grabbed his hand: "My name is Sang Qingyan." Unexpectedly, this young man's hand was a little smaller than his, and he could hold it completely.

When he was thinking this, suddenly the young man's fingers pressed his back.

Sang Qingyan was stunned and didn't let go in a hurry.

The two of them just held it.

"Oh, are you writing novels in Hongjin?" Lin saw that he was not disgusted with him in his later years, so he felt that Sang Qingyan in this plane was easy to deal with.

Sang Qingyan was stunned and asked tentatively: "How do you know?"

In his later years, Lin once again dropped bombshell news: "Your pen name is Eat Melons, Don't Prick Melons, right?"

"Yeah." Sang Qingyan admitted with a slightly uneasy expression.

Lin shook off his hand in his later years: "I am your editor. I didn't expect us to be so destined. You are younger than I thought. Are you still studying now?"

He said and patted Sang Qingyan on the shoulder.

Pull him to the sofa.

"No...there is." Sang Qingyan originally thought that Lin was his reader in his later years. He was also curious about how the reader knew what he looked like. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be his editor. He had sent him that kind of message yesterday. .

He looked a little confused.

At this time, Lin Wannian handed him a glass of water with a disposable water cup.

"Thank you." Sang Qingyan took it tremblingly, took a sip, and suppressed the horror in his heart.

Lin was also holding a glass of water in his hand. He sat next to Sang Qingyan and asked about Sang Qingyan's situation: "What are your recent plans?"

Sang Qingyan raised his eyes and glanced at him: "I have no plan."

Lin asked in his later years: "Are you still planning to write a novel? Or looking for a job?"

Sang Qingyan lowered his eyes: "Write a novel."

"Then you went to other websites to write?"

"No……"

"Oh, that's it. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me. Your writing style is very good. If you want to develop into writing online articles, you are still young and have more time to polish it."

Sang Qingyan: "Well..."

"Have you no money to eat recently? Since you are my author and you are short of money, I can lend you some money." In his later years, Lin was as gentle as a big brother, but his heart was as calm as water.

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Brother Lin!" Sang Qingyan really didn't want to mention the matter of Pin Xixi, so he subconsciously called him Brother Lin, and he felt it was very smooth.

Hearing Sang Qingyan call him this name, Lin's brain stopped working for a while, his lips twitched, and he smiled forcefully.

"..."

Sang Qingyan walked out, glanced at the closed door, pursed her lips, and walked upstairs.

Lu Feng: Do you still want my ID card?

Sang Qingyan: No need.

Lin was lying on the bed in his later years, looking at the ceiling: "Dahuang, what should I do if I become emoticon?"

"Dear, if you are emo, you should find other things to distract yourself from."

"Forget it, even if Sang Qingyan is shameless, I still want to be ashamed." Lin pulled the quilt to cover his face in his later years.

Originally, I was just paying attention to my depressed mood, but ended up falling asleep.

It was already evening when I woke up.

In his later years, Lin rubbed his swollen forehead and stood up, picking up his phone and subconsciously checking the messages.

He has converted his QQ account to a private account, and there are no messages. However, WeChat has not forwarded it, and has sent more than a dozen messages.

When he clicked on it, he saw the message from the leader Sang Qingyan.

Sang Qingyan: Do you have a girlfriend?

Lin was slightly surprised when he saw the message he sent. What came to his mind was: Is Sang Qingyan planning to take the initiative this time?

Sang Qingyan: Are you there?

Lin replied to him in his later years, "Yes".

I saw the reply he sent over there, and it kept showing that it was typing.

Sang Qingyan: Is there any?

Editor Nian Ge: No.

Sang Qingyan: Okay. I can stay in Hongjin and write articles. You said you would guide me, can I come to your door often?

Lin Wannian: It’s okay on weekends. I’m at the company all day on weekdays.

Sang Qingyan: On that working day, I’ll go find you in the evening.

After all this time, Lin has guessed his purpose in his later years. Will he pretend not to see it?

meeting.

Tmd, he doesn’t want to be pornographic this time.

Lin Wannian: Okay.

OK?

Sang Qingyan looked at the two words sent by the other party, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Oh, why didn't you ask him why he asked this question? He actually covered it up. Is it because he really didn't know or did he deliberately not know.

but.

Seeing such a reply, he was really unhappy.

"Lin's later years. Lin's later years..."

He called this person's name softly, as if he wanted to crush the name into his heart.

He suddenly smiled, and in the dim environment, with only the light of his mobile phone screen, his face reflected a strange smile.

In his later years, Lin got dressed and went out to buy something to fill his stomach.

When he came back, he saw Su Ling.

The two of them cannot meet each other face to face.

Su Ling saw it was him, waved to him, and then stopped.

It was at this time that Lin realized something was wrong with her in his later years.

Last night, she would be very relaxed when getting along with her, but today she is wary of anyone, or it's unnatural.

In the original plot, even the male protagonist Wang Yu couldn't mediate Su Ling's psychological condition. Is this really the male protagonist?

This made Lin a little suspicious in his later years. . .

He walked up calmly: "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Waiting for you." Su Ling said, feeling that the words were a bit ambiguous, so she explained: "I didn't mean that."

Lin didn't pay attention in his later years: "It's okay. Let's go upstairs."

"it is good."

When they walked up, neither of them spoke, there was only the sound of footsteps.

"I'm here, bye." Lin arrived at his floor first.

"Yeah." Su Ling responded.

Back inside.

In his later years, Lin immediately uncovered the system.

"Dahuang, what's going on with the heroine?"

077 turned over and played with its strawberry phone: "Didn't I give you the plot information?"

"No, I feel that the plot you gave is not consistent with what I have experienced. Besides, I don't think this matter is simple." Lin said in his later years, frowning.

077 raised his eyes and looked at him: "Dear host, I am the tutoring system. You still need to explore the main plot by yourself."

"Okay." Lin nodded in his later years.

Open Notes on your phone.

His mission is to prevent the tragedy from happening, that is, to prevent Su Ling from committing suicide. . . . .