Yuan Yuanyuan returned to the room expressionlessly, removed the illusion, and then lay on the bed on her back.

She kept thinking about a question in her mind. Am I too sensitive, or is it automatically becoming sensitive after coming here?

Yuan Yuanyuan drank Coke at the moon while listening to the door suddenly being knocked. She was silent for a while and walked over. She saw from the cat's eyes who was standing outside.

It's the white-bearded old man.

Yuan Yuanyuan was a little shaking. Since the old man left last time, she didn't expect that the other party had really come to find her, so she didn't expect that her door would be knocked on the night.

The old man with white beard was holding a wine jar in his hand. The wine jar was quite rough. It was the most common rough jar of soy sauce, the kind that is usually used to hold a knife in TV series.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the old man's movements and slowly opened the door. The old man glanced at her and asked, "Sir Yuan, the moonlight is beautiful tonight, and it is very suitable to watch the moon... Can I have a drink with the old man?"

There was a person behind him, a very beautiful woman. Although the wine was very ordinary, the female monster behind him looked unusual. She was a very strange woman. Just standing there, she was very dazzling.

The woman had a very beautiful beauty, her face was like a perfect heart, a very classical beauty, and the rosy on her face was like flying clouds.

She was wearing a big red dress and holding a huge tray in her hand. There were two wine bowls on the tray. The big red dress and this outfit suddenly reminded Yuan Yuanyuan of herself in Qiuying.

Yuan Yuanyuan thought this scene was a bit strange, it looked like it happened in Qiu Ying. The woman in red clothes behind should be herself... However, she was standing here at this time.

As soon as the woman came, she knew what she was going to do. The old man probably wanted to invite her to drink. This is the way Yuan Yuanyuan is familiar with to invite people to drink. Usually, there is a little monster pouring wine behind her. Just like the way the Lan family leader invited her to drink was like a fool.

She opened the door and let the two of them come in. The old man looked at Yuanyuan and tidied up at her.

When he came out, Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned.

Yuan Yuanyuan always feels like she has seen this action in a costume drama... Although she doesn't remember which one it was, it should be a very particular action.

Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to imitate the old man's movement and give him one more reply, but she couldn't do it. After thinking about it, she felt that it would be embarrassing to do it, so she stopped her movements.

The woman in red walked in slowly. Every movement of her was very slow, but she had an extremely graceful feeling. Usually, every movement she made would pause slightly, and it would pause like a painting, but the time was short, so she quickly continued to carry out the next movement.

These two...

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at them vigilantly, and a word slowly appeared in her mind that the person who came from was not good.

Damn, why are you doing something to show off when you come to other people's dormitories to show off in the middle of the night? Yuan Yuanyuan thought vigilantly.

...

In fact, if the old man knew what she was thinking, the old man might press her to death in the toilet.

Half an hour later, Yuan Yuanyuan sat in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, keeping herself confused.

For the first time, she knew that the European-style small window next to the room could actually become such a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The woman in red dress took only five minutes to turn the neighborhood into this huge platform style. She fumbled in the window and pressed a mechanism. A fog suddenly floated around her. Two small futons were placed on the platform, and everything around seemed to have changed its style.

The surrounding fog seemed to have a nice smell of water vapor. The woman slowly pulled down the curtains that were originally behind. Suddenly, the modern facilities behind were isolated, leaving only this little pavilion that was like a poet who was watching the moon and drinking in ancient times.

Yuan Yuanyuan sat on the cushion and looked at the woman in red next to her pouring wine for herself, and she was still confused.

They are also drinkers... Why are the other party so strong in business?

She looked at the woman in red next to her. The woman in red noticed Yuan Yuanyuan's gaze and suddenly smiled gently. The layer of flying clouds on her face seemed to be even redder. She slowly raised her wide sleeves, covered half of her face, as if she chuckled.

Yuan Yuanyuan turned her head suddenly.

OK! You can’t be decadent like this anymore. This kind of talent is the goal of your evolution!

The old man and the woman still don’t know what Yuan Yuanyuan was thinking... In fact, if they knew, there might be more than one person who pressed her into the toilet at this time.

Yuan Yuanyuan was wearing sportswear and was obviously out of place with the two people next to her. They came only after they were dressed up. Yuan Yuanyuan, who was wearing sportswear, always felt like a person who broke into a dance party in pajamas.

The old man silently said to Yuan Yuanyuan, "It's been one hundred years...one hundred years, sir."

Yuan Yuanyuan lowered her head, slowly drank the wine in the glass, and then put the bowl down. The wine was very strong, so it would be best to drink it with this huge, thick and simple bowl.

In such occasions, this kind of bowl reveals a sense of exquisiteness from the simplicity. The woman in red has a strong ability to set up the occasion, and the feeling around her is very elegant, but it also brings a gloomy feeling that is faintly visible and in the monster.

Yuan Yuanyuan put down the bowl and was silent for a long time. The old man looked at her. The woman pouring wine next to her kept lowering her head. After a while, Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly said sorry to the old man, and then silently took out her cell phone from her chest...

...There is no choice. She just looked at the watch and it was already 11:30. Now that the Demon Record has been posted, it is really uncomfortable to see that she is not in a state of pain.

Yuan Yuanyuan didn't care about the feelings of the old man next to her. She had to read this monster record anyway, so the old man really didn't have much emotion towards her. Perhaps in his eyes, it would be a very responsible thing to be able to read the monster record as soon as possible...

Just under the beautiful moonlight, there was an old man in ancient costume and a woman in red, next to her, a person in sportswear was pressing a cell phone constantly, and the light of the cell phone reflected on "his" face...it looked even more weird.

...

The moment the Demon Record was opened, Yuan Yuanyuan felt that today's cover was particularly beautiful, and it felt that even if it was placed in this environment, it would not be too inconsistent.

The picture shows all kinds of flowers in clusters of flowers... No one who dreams clearly sees his face can only see a figure sitting faintly in the flowers, with a bamboo curtain covering his face.

His seat was very upright, and he looked very thin from the side, but he was sitting there like a green bamboo.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly she saw what was behind the "flower" of the painting. It was a group of flowers made of dead bones. The flying petals blurred the shadows around her, and people couldn't notice the truth about the flowers behind her for the first time. Yuan Yuanyuan thought that although this painting was very beautiful, it had a feeling of ghostness. After paying more attention, she discovered the trick inside.

She was stunned for a moment, and her first reaction was not how scary this painting was, but that the painting was so creative... Because the dry bone flowers were so beautiful and looked very artistic, even people like Yuan Yuanyuan who were very afraid of those weird things could not help but have a lot of fear of the appreciation of this painting.

The person behind the bamboo curtain looked very gentle. He sat in this bone flower but was inexplicably weird. He was wearing a graceful dress similar to that of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and a tall hair crown on his head, which could be seen as a man.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at today's comics and felt that today's content might be a bit informative and a little excited. However, the woman in red behind looked at it and suddenly seemed to be scared. She covered her mouth and whispered "ah".

The old man looked back at the woman in red. The woman in red immediately lowered her head again. Yuan Yuanyuan didn't care. She clicked on the comic, but suddenly found that the scenes in the comic looked familiar inexplicably...

This first scene... I looked carefully and found that I had just changed into a vest and went downstairs to have dinner. I felt a little speechless... I was speechless and a little shame.

Damn, why did you even draw such things for me? Boss, I was wrong, I will never dare to bully the child again next time!

To give a rough explanation of the whole picture, it is to look at a very good-looking person from the perspective of three little novices, and after saying something to them for a long time, he finally left slowly.

Then the perspective immediately turned to the "very good-looking" person, and the more he walked up, his face became colder, until it slowly turned into a face with expressionless face. The face gradually changed, becoming more aggressive, and then turned into a face that was familiar to readers...

This... you still have a perspective! You still have a perspective! It's clear that you are embarrassed! Yuan Yuanyuan's face turned red, and she didn't dare to look at the ones in front. She flipped over and looked at something else.

So there were very few things in front of me... It looked like less than two pages, which was a bit like a "final poem". Yuan Yuanyuan turned over two pages and found that it was not there, and she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the picture below as "Abyss" and walked upstairs slowly. After a while, the picture slowly faded, turning into a feeling of fog but not fog, a bit like a illusion.

This is... I started to recall the memory and kill it? Or the future? Yuan Yuanyuan was not sure at first because the next scene was someone calling Yuan to drink. She thought it was a few autumns and speculated on the future, and then started to draw randomly. But when Yuan in the comic appeared, Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly realized that this was not the future... This was the past.

Because Yuan's hand reappeared in the comics.

The hand was slender and snow-white, and a quaint fan was held in his hand, with the handle of the fan very white.

He walked slowly in a corridor. Yuan Yuanyuan couldn't see his face, but could only see his back, very straight, and a jade pendant beside him swayed gently with his movements.

Each step is a freeze, like a painting.

Ji Qiu's paintings are all about details. His "lenses" gradually shifted from his hands to the black hair, the white ears, and the slender ends of his eyes that occasionally glanced at him... Almost every part made Yuan Yuanyuan's heart feel itchy.

These freezes are not only frozen images on the painting, but also in the third dimension. Yuan Yuanyuan looked at Ji Qiu's paintings and vaguely felt that she had seen an animation picture. A graceful young man slowly passed by an ancient corridor, leaving a white back.

Although she is now "this person"... I have to say that she is now interested in this person in the comics.

Because she knew that the person was not her, but a person with a similar face to her.

She watched "Yuan" slowly walk to the end of the corridor, and suddenly Ji Qiu drew his entire figure... and suddenly appeared on the screen.

At that moment, Yuan Yuanyuan was suddenly fascinated by this face that she had always felt a little disgusted.

The feeling that she had never lived had swept through her. She never clearly realized at this moment that the person in the painting was actually two completely different people.
Chapter completed!