I don't know how long this state lasted.

Because there were so many weird and bizarre imaginations in my mind, the author Wu Hao was really frightened.

He was so frightened that he couldn't help but expand his imagination and began to imagine at a deeper level.

Although this is a bit bizarre and out of place, I really can’t blame him.

After all, as an online novel author, this is what he is most accustomed to and best at doing. It can also be said to be the basic quality that an online novel author must possess.

If not, how could it be possible that just by reading a piece of text or a video, I would be deeply touched and could not help but start using my brain to make bold associations and ideas.

As a result, a novel and bold idea was generated based on these, which formed an outline and detailed outline, and was finally transformed into millions of words through the author's hands.

Therefore, it is precisely because of this that when the author Wu Hao encountered these apparently unexplainable things, he couldn't help but follow the instinct of an author and start to have wild thoughts.

As a result, the more he imagined it, the more he felt that this matter was not simple at all from beginning to end, and it was full of weirdness and supernatural.

But the more weird and supernatural he felt, the more he couldn't help but explore the deeper aspects of his imagination and make associations.

Well, the whole thing just continued to develop out of control, forming an endless loop in the mind of the author Wu Hao that kept scaring himself with nonsense.

This cycle continues over and over again and cannot be interrupted.

As time went by, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

By subconsciously hugging other people's necks with his hands, he gradually no longer felt the smoothness and warmth.

It wasn't until his hands hugging someone else's neck felt worse and worse, and felt a strange coldness and roughness, that he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"That's not right. Why did this feeling of holding my neck suddenly change? It became so weird. It didn't feel like I was holding a real person at all..."

This thought did not occur until the author Wu Hao suddenly thought of something. He suddenly trembled all over and opened his eyes in great horror.

Fortunately, fortunately, what he saw did not end in a large-scale tragedy as he imagined.

But everything is as usual, so familiar and cordial.

At this moment, he was still at home with the doors and windows closed, still quietly alone in his study, and still sitting on the stable chair in front of the computer desk...

I go, wait, something seems wrong here.

No, I just accidentally fell down and was caught by someone, so I was picked up high and held in my arms.

But now, what I see in my eyes is obviously not the same thing. It is completely different from my own feelings. It has completely changed into a strange appearance.

I feel like I was thrown out of the computer chair just now because I rolled over, okay?

But now, the computer chair shows no signs of rolling over or sliding away.

It actually looks so stable, neatly placed in front of the computer desk.

and I?

Shouldn't I be suddenly rescued at this moment and held firmly in my arms?

Why did everything suddenly change?

Nowadays, I don't even look like I've been in a crisis. I have even the slightest sign of falling, and I haven't been decisively taken care of by others, even if I was caught and picked up.

Not only that, I am still sitting upright, pressing the keyboard with my hands, and am concentrating on typing, as if I have been like this for a long time.

Damn it, how is this possible? No matter how you think about it, it is seriously inconsistent with the impression of yourself.

Not only that, I remember clearly that at the moment when I was about to fall, I instinctively pressed save decisively in order to protect the manuscripts that I had finally typed out, and turned off the power quickly.

I'm afraid that if I accidentally press a button that I shouldn't have touched, the manuscripts that I finally typed out will be damaged or accidentally deleted.

If this is really the case, then the computer should have been shut down accurately at this moment.

How could it be like this? As you can see in front of me, it is still running well and in good working condition.

Not only that, even the coding software that I saved and closed has been opened, and the page displayed is exactly the page that I coded to when I accidentally fell down.

This is really a ghost. Judging from all the signs in front of me, it seems that everything I experienced just now seems to be from my imagination and hallucinations, as if they are all illusory and have never been real in real life.

occur……

Come on, the more I think about it, the more I feel like something is wrong.

Those thrilling experiences just now, the more I think about them, the more exciting and real they become.

But everything in front of me, the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong, even though they all really existed in front of my eyes, they looked so real, there was nothing questionable about them.

But why am I extremely suspicious and unwilling to believe everything in front of me?

I always feel that the superficial truth covers up too many falsehoods, and inadvertently covers up a big truth.

I have a headache.

At this moment, the author Wu Hao scratched his head in distress. He looked at everything in front of him in confusion and was distressed to death.

What he couldn't accept the most was that in his memory, he was panicked at the moment when he was about to fall.

Hug someone subconsciously and instinctively when they are frightened.

Regarding this, he still remembers this very clearly to this day.

He obviously got it.

At that time, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, so he took action directly and decisively, and really hugged her.

He hugged the other person's neck tightly.

Although he didn't dare to open his eyes because of the panic in his heart at that time, so in the end he couldn't see the other person's figure and appearance.

But at that time, he had a clear sense of touch that could not be changed.

He felt it.

I really felt it.

Through my panicked hands, I really felt the delicacy and warmth of other people's necks.

The feeling was so wonderful that the author Wu Hao, who was lost in memories at this time, couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth, showing a look of reluctance and aftertaste.

If based on his many years of experience in picking up girls, he didn't feel too flustered at that moment.

The person he was holding at that time must have been a young girl, a girl with an excellent figure who loved fitness exercises.
Chapter completed!