Abstinence senior, pet addiction

Lin Xiaomo felt very worried. He always said that seeing words is like seeing people. Why does he feel that this is not the case?

For this reason, Lin Xiaomo had no choice but to find Senior Bai Liang. In his impression, the senior was not only good-looking, but also good at writing.

"Xiao Mo, let me read what you wrote." After Cheng Boliang knew the whole story, he suddenly became curious and opened his mouth immediately.

"This...it's unnecessary!" Lin Xiaomo smiled, a little embarrassed, and quickly shrank back the manuscript paper in his hand, trying to cover it up, "The writing is a bit ugly."

Cheng Boliang raised his eyebrows, but he became more interested, and quickly joked, "It's okay, as long as it is written by Xiaomo, I think it looks good, and I will definitely not laugh at you."

These words sounded swearing, which made people feel good, and Lin Xiaomo couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

"Okay." Lin Xiaomo moved his arm away, took the manuscript paper and handed it to the camera, Cheng Boliang could see it clearly.

Lin Xiaomo lowered his head, seeing that Senior Bo Liang didn't say a word, his mind had started to think wildly, and he even started to regret letting Senior Bo Liang read his handwriting, his whole face was flushed.

God closed a window for him, and closed the door by the way.

"Not bad." Cheng Boliang opened his mouth, his tone sounded very calm, as if he said it after some careful thinking.

Lin Xiaomo was shocked when he heard it, maybe he didn't even realize it, a kind of potential confidence had already arisen in his heart.

"Senior, are you serious?" Lin Xiaomo confirmed again, afraid that Senior Bo Liang was just making fun of himself, "Did you lie to me?"

Facing the computer screen, Cheng Boliang gestured with his right hand carefully, "Of course I'm serious, I'm not lying to Xiao Mo."

When Lin Xiaomo heard Senior Bo Liang's affirmation of him, he was in high spirits.

Later, after Cheng Boliang finished praising Lin Xiaomo, he began to talk about how to improve, "If Xiaomo can... it will be even more perfect."

It has to be said that Cheng Boliang's method is very effective. It not only increased Lin Xiaomo's confidence, but also made him willing to improve his handwriting as soon as possible.

After an hour-long one-on-one video teaching, Lin Xiaomo's handwriting has not improved by leaps and bounds, but it is much better than before. Cheng Boliang also designed a handwriting method for Lin Xiaomo based on Lin Xiaomo's handwriting technique, which is easy to control. The signature is not only beautiful but also very suitable for Lin Xiaomo to use.

Next, after Lin Xiaomo and Bo Liang's senior finished the video conversation, they began a long work.

From the initial excitement and excitement, to the later sore hands, arms, and shoulders, he still persisted and signed the contract intermittently for two days before he was done. Regarding this, Lin Xiaomo's biggest feeling is that although he is tired, he will have a good time. Full of sense of accomplishment and pride, as long as he thinks of those readers who like his books, Lin Xiaomo feels that these are all worthwhile.

He wanted to bring joy to others with the stories he wrote, and now he wants to do it.

Lin Xiaomo found a courier to come to the door, and shipped the books back. For the sake of environmental protection, they were still packaged in the cartons that were torn open at the beginning.

As for the mailing fee, it was naturally reimbursed by DM Publishing House. At the same time, he also sent five physical books to himself. Lin Xiaomo felt very good about this, a very humane approach, worthy of promotion and praise.

Lin Xiaomo planned to give a copy to Bo Liang senior, and another to Cheng Yaqi after school started. She has always been obsessed with men and women. If the senior has a physical book, she will definitely love it, so it is perfect.

Lin Xiaomo hadn't thought of who else to give to, not to mention that he didn't know many people well, and as for knowing about him coming out, there were only a handful of them.

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It has been a while since Lin Xiaomo and Cheng Boliang left City B, Shen Yan's illness became more serious, and all the doctors were helpless.

Only Shen Yan and the doctor were talking quietly in the ward.

"Doctor, how is my condition? How long can I live?" Shen Yan knew his body very well, so he didn't make things difficult for the doctor, and asked very simply.

"This..." The doctor hesitated to speak.

His duty is to save lives and heal the wounded, but he has no choice but to the young man in front of him. He dare not tell the truth, nor does he want to tell the truth.

"Tell me." Shen Yan looked at the doctor with affirmative eyes, vowing not to give up.

"Your condition is not optimistic, and the time of attack is becoming more and more unstable. According to this situation, it will not exceed three months."

Shen Yan smiled, nodded, and let the doctor leave.

He lay quietly on the bed, looking at the white ceiling, the surrounding environment seemed dull, and the air was full of the smell of disinfectant.

The illness was eroding his last life, including his only faith.

If this kind of thing is put on ordinary people, it must not be this kind of attitude. His quietness makes people feel terrible.

Shen Qian had been eavesdropping outside the door all this time, and when she saw the doctor coming out, she made a gesture and ran in, half kneeling on Shen Yan's bedside, "Little uncle... what the doctor said is not true, you tell me, what he said not real."

Shen Yan was a little surprised, why is Qian'er here?

"Get up, be obedient!" Shen Yan said, already thinking of driving Shen Qian away in his words.

"I don't want it." Shen Qian stubbornly hugged Shen Yan's right arm, "Little uncle, you promised me that you would take me to Paris to play, you can't break your promise."

Shen Qian knew that she had a good-looking little uncle since she was a child. Every time the little uncle came to the house, he would always bring her a lot of delicious food. At that time, she believed that the little uncle was the best person in the world.

In her growing environment, a seed has been subtly planted.

As she grew older, this seed began to germinate slowly, and Shen Qian knew very well that she fell in love with her little uncle.

She dared not tell anyone, because she knew that such feelings were not recognized.

Until a year ago, she heard the conversation between her father and her little uncle. It turned out that they were not biological brothers, and she was not her father's biological daughter.At that moment, Shen Qian was almost extremely happy, but what happened next made her extremely sad.

The little uncle's condition is very serious, and he needs to find a matching person for a heart transplant to survive.

Seeing that Shen Qian showed no sign of getting up, Shen Yan was also helpless.

The two chatted for a while, and Shen Yan asked, "I went to the bookstore and bought it?"

Shen Qian took out the book from her arms. She protected it very well and was afraid that it would be damaged.

She didn't know why the little uncle asked her to drop by the bookstore to buy this book when she came...

Shen Yan got up, leaned her back against the head of the bed, and picked up the book Shen Qian handed her.

He muttered the title of the book in his mouth, then turned the page of the book, looking at the black characters on the paper, it was the first time for Shen Yan to read it so seriously.

Shen Qian on the side was very puzzled, "Little uncle, what kind of book is this? Is it very good?"

Shen Yan smiled, "It's beautiful."

His tone was extremely flat, but the weight in his words was not weak at all.

Shen Qian stared at the novel in Shen Yan's hand, "Can I read it?"

Shen Yan thought for a while, then smiled, "Yes."

"Thank you little uncle."

But a simple sentence from Shen Yan can make her very happy.

Shen Yan has already made a plan in her heart, as long as Qian'er has read this book, she will not continue to pester her any longer.

How could Shen Yan not see the admiration for him in her eyes?

Although there is no blood bond between them, Shen Yan knows very well that he cannot delay her happiness.

He also thought about it before, if his illness could be cured, maybe... Unfortunately, he never had feelings for her.

In other words, he has no feelings for any woman.

Until he met Lin Xiaomo, Shen Yan found that he had an inexplicable affection for the boy in front of him, even he couldn't explain why.

Later, he consulted a psychiatrist anonymously on the Internet, and the doctor told him that because the person he likes happened to be a man, he should not be anxious and let nature take its course.

After Shen Yan learned about this, he naturally disagreed, until he was driven by curiosity to inquire about what homosexuality is and what it will show. One of them made him tremble, as if he suddenly understood something.

"Some homosexuals are already aware of their sexual orientation at the age of 12, and some homosexuals will continue to explore their sexual orientation and gradually determine it at the age of 12 to 16. The vast majority of homosexuals At the age of 20, I can clearly know my sexual orientation..."

Perhaps, he has been deceiving himself.

Later, Shen Yan discovered that Lin Xiaomo was getting close to a boy named Cheng Boliang, and he felt jealous.

He even had the urge to snatch Lin Xiaomo away, but he was afraid that he would bear a grudge against him, so he was extremely entangled in his heart. Shen Yan didn't know what kind of thinking this was.

He chose to follow Lin Xiaomo silently, helping him solve the problems and troubles he encountered.

As long as he can see that he is well, Shen Yan feels that this is enough.

Shen Qian had already read the content of the book at this time, and she didn't feel anything wrong at first, it was just an ordinary youth campus novel, with a little freshness.

Until she found out that there are only two male protagonists in the book and no female protagonist...

Although the popularity of Tanmei themes is not very high, anyone who likes to read novels must have heard of them, and Shen Qian is no exception.

"Little uncle, your book." Shen Qian handed the book to Shen Yan, avoiding talking about the contents of the book, "I suddenly thought of something else, so I don't read it for now."

Shen Yan noticed Shen Qian's strangeness, even though it was only a subtle change, he still saw it clearly.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, some words must be made clear earlier.

"Qian'er, you should see that this is a Danmei novel." Shen Yan did not use a questioning tone, but was very sure, "This is also the reason why I asked you to go to the bookstore to buy books."

"Little uncle, stop talking..." Shen Qian tried to stop Shen Yan from continuing.