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Xiaotian, I hope you will think about the matter of translation.

In fact, Lin Tian was thinking about Xu Jinyan all the way, Mr. Zhou called him Xiaotian just now, did he misunderstand something, Xiaotian?Ah, Mr. Zhou, thinking about why he was so engrossed, Zhou Moyun suddenly stretched out his hand to smooth Lin Tian's bangs on his forehead, and Lin Tian instinctively hid back.

There is nothing to translate. I will think about it carefully. Mr. Zhou, thank you for sending me back. It’s too late today and I don’t know if you should go up and sit down. En go up to rest early, goodbye.

Seeing that Lin Tian was almost running away, Zhou Moyun couldn't help laughing. Is that person shy?But this seemingly gentle person is actually very stubborn about some things.

Lin Tian ran upstairs in one breath. He didn't know why Zhou Moyun acted. Lin Tian didn't like it very much. If he had never met that person, maybe he would consider Mr. Zhou's other half, gentle and elegant, with a successful career. It doesn't look like the kind of person who can play with emotions. If you don't know that he is gay, you can still pretend that nothing happened.

Thinking of his warm invitation to go to work in Shengshi before, the gentleness when talking to him, and the action just now, Lin Tian knows that he is interesting to him, it seems that the translation matter should be quickly rejected, Since it was a fruitless matter, why give people hope? After taking a shower, Lin Tian walked to the balcony, and when he looked up, he saw Xu Jinyan leaning on the car door to smoke. How could he be here? Didn’t he leave first at the reception just now?

When Xu Jinyan heard Zhou Moyun's "Xiaotian" and was still intimately blocking Lin Tian's shoulder, he relied on his reason to suppress the urge to punch Zhou Moyun. How could he not see Zhou Moyun's thoughts? Watching him graciously open the door for Lin Tian, ​​he wanted to turn around but was still uncontrollable and came downstairs to this person.

Looking at the orange lights upstairs, I feel that my mood has just calmed down.

Xu Jinyan got out of the car, leaned against the car door, took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked slowly, unexpectedly, Lin Tian would walk to the balcony, the moment they looked at each other, Xu Jinyan didn't know if it was the light or he was too tired Yes, it was him, just for a moment Xu Jinyan smiled wryly, that person will not come back, never will, no one knows better than himself.

Lin Tian lives on the third floor, because the floor is not high, so both of them can see the expressions on each other's faces clearly, Lin Tian doesn't know why, but thinks that person is always lonely and lonely, Lin Tian just looks at him like this, After a while, the man started the car and left.

Then when he heard the phone ringing, Lin Tian hurried over, it was his text message, although there were only two words good night, but Lin Tian was very satisfied why that person was downstairs by him, and why did he send a text message to me?Does he care about me a little too?

Zhou Moyun was as expected when he received a call from Lin Tian refusing to go to work in Shengshi. He probably already knew his sexual orientation at any reception. , it seems that it can only come slowly.

Mr. Zhou is really sorry, it's okay Xiaotian, if you can't be a colleague, you can still be a friend, right?

To be honest, I like your character quite a bit. It’s okay to have dinner together if you have nothing to do in the future. Hearing that Mr. Zhou didn’t force him to ask why he didn’t want to, but just wanted to be friends with him, Lin Tian really couldn’t say no, no problem Mr. Zhou , still call me Mr. Zhou?It's not too much for me to yell louder than you, brother?

Enzhou brother, I have nothing to do with that little day, so I hung up first, if you have anything to do in the future, you can call me, well, Lin Tian let out a long breath after hanging up the phone.

These days, Lin Tian feels that translating is a romantic and scary thing. When translating romantic poems and romance novels, people will also fantasize about the beauty of love. However, work is not just about doing what you like. Yes, for example, I have been translating a horror novel for a publishing house in the past two days. Before killing someone, the protagonist in it will always wear black clothes and a mask, follow the person he wants to kill for a while, and will deliberately Let the other party find out that they are being followed, and always kill them when others are about to collapse.

What was I doing back then, why did I have this book in the novel I wanted to translate? At the beginning, I should at least read the general content. Lin Tian was entangled. Hearing that the publisher said it was suspenseful, he didn’t pay much attention at the time. I answered them all, and I must finish the translation for him. Now that Lin Tiantian dare not go out when it gets dark, I can’t blame Lin Tian for being too timid. Although I know that novels can’t be taken seriously, and no one will kill me, but because of the translation The time was too serious, and the impression of the plot was too clear in my mind.

It's already 6:[-] now, but I've been in a hurry to catch up with the work at hand these two days. I haven't cooked for several days, and I don't have any snacks. I'm so hungry. Looking at the half-dark sky outside, Lin Tian is hesitating Should I go shopping or not, but it's still so early, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tomorrow morning if I don't eat, it's summer now and the sky won't get dark so fast, half an hour is enough to go to the nearby supermarket.

Lin Tian had calculated everything and missed it. Today is Sunday, and there are so many people. When he was queuing up, he watched the sky getting darker and darker, thinking that he should walk faster later. He rushed home in a hurry, while brainwashing himself, he had read too many novels, so there were so many perverted killers.

The author has something to say: Xiao Gong is really lonely, he has been alone for so many years.