"I think the argument between us has come to an end just now."
Editor Zhang was very calm, "Auntie didn't see Ayu."
"If you can't believe what Auntie and I said, you can ask a few more people."
"However, I advise you not to ask anyone here."
"After all, you live here."
"If the matter spreads, it will have a bad impact on you."
...
Editor Zhang's calm remarks made the man feel as if he had been punched in cotton.
I'm holding my breath, but I can't let it out.
He didn't want to appear unreasonable.
However, he looked at Ayu with wide eyes.
Ayu...doesn't exist?
Is it his own fantasy?
This is so ridiculous.
He never had any mental problems.
He has always felt optimistic.
How could he hallucinate?
It doesn't make sense.
Moreover, the Ayu in front of me is so real, how could there be anything false about it?
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Ayu.
He wanted to confirm her truth with his own hands.
...
"Hiss~"
The man suddenly retracted his hand with a wry smile on his face.
Is it possible that this snake is also fake?
Is this also his fantasy?
How could he have such a fantasy?
Although he was indeed painting paintings in a style similar to A Yu during this period.
However, in fact, he prefers cute girls to Yu Jie.
If what he saw before him was really his imagination, how could Ayu be in such a posture?
"Ayu...is it fake?"
He whispered.
I don't know if he is talking to himself or asking questions.
I don’t even know if I’m asking Editor Zhang or Ayu, who seems to be indifferent to everything around him.
...
The man suddenly became a little dissatisfied.
He was so confused.
Why does Ayu act like nothing happened?
She is also a party involved.
Editor Zhang said she was fake.
He said she was his hallucination.
Why isn't she angry?
Why didn't she object?
Why didn't she react at all?
Why... neither Editor Zhang nor Auntie can see her?
Now, "Ayu."
"Why?"
The man took a deep breath and asked, "Why can't they see you?"
"Are you fake?"
"Are you my imagination?"
"tell me."
"Ayu."
The man's voice had an imperceptible tremor.
...
Concubine Yu Shi glanced at Editor Zhang.
For the first time, it felt that humans who couldn't see it were in such trouble.
It initially agreed to the man's request just for fun.
But now, the way things are going...has become less interesting.
It shook its head.
The man's eyes lit up, "Ayu, you are not my hallucination, are you?"
Concubine Yu Shi looked at the man quietly and did not answer.
"Speak, Ayu."
The man increased his voice, his face full of anxiety and confusion, "Why don't you speak?"
"You clearly shook your head just now."
"You are real, not my hallucination, right?"
"Why can only I see you?"
"Why can't anyone see you?"
"Why?"
"Tell me!"
"Ayu!"
...
Looking at the excited man, Yushi’s concubine thought, it’s time for him to leave.
At first, it was curious about the man's expression after knowing it was a monster, but now, it doesn't want to know anymore.
Even if you haven't seen it, you can imagine it.
It's not like he has never seen such an expression before.
I don’t know why I suddenly became curious again?
Maybe I haven't seen him for a long time, so I forgot a little bit.
But looking at the man at this moment, it remembered.
It was an expression even more hysterical and disbelieving than the man's current expression.
It's interesting to watch it once.
After watching too much, it felt a little bored.
Nothing new.
It's also very noisy.
...
"Jang Hyuk!"
Editor Zhang shouted louder.
The rain was falling, and the world was noisy.
Editor Zhang was a little thankful for the weather at this time.
It was also a coincidence that the man made an appointment with him to meet today.
It just happened to rain.
It actually provided a good cover for their conversation at this time.
"Calm down."
Editor Zhang slowed down his speaking speed and his tone returned to normal.
"Sometimes people inevitably encounter situations like this."
"It doesn't matter."
Editor Zhang put his hand on the man's shoulder and looked at the man's confused and confused expression, "You just need to realize that Ayu is just your illusion."
"It's just an illusion, you can overcome it."
"Illusions... overcome..."
The man muttered unconsciously.
I just feel like my brain is like mush, and I can't figure out a clear context at all.
He didn't understand, how could things become like this?
He thought that his persistence and hard work had finally paid off.
His fortune finally turned around.
Good things happen one after another.
He is optimistic about his editor, the muse who inspires his creative inspiration. He has never felt that his dream is so close to him.
Just a stone's throw away.
It seemed that as long as he worked a little harder, he could reach out and grab his dream.
However, now everything fell apart before his eyes.
Too strange.
His muse is just his illusion.
Is there something wrong with him mentally?
Has he become mentally ill?
So, will Editor Zhang still sign a contract with him?
Can his paintings still be exhibited?
Can he still publish a collection of paintings?
...
Is everything in front of me real?
Is his hallucination just Ayu?
Is he sick?
Will his illness become more severe?
He suddenly became afraid.
Getting more and more scared.
The previous joy seemed like glowing bubbles.
But with a light touch, the foam shattered and the light disappeared.
There was darkness before his eyes.
...
"Hello."
Feeling the slightly trembling body under his hands, Editor Zhang frowned. He had never come into contact with people with mental problems before, and he didn't know how to get along with such people.
Could it be that what he just said irritated Zhang He?
However, he didn't say anything special.
He considers his tone and attitude to be very gentle.
Seeing Zhang He with a strange expression on his face, Editor Zhang felt a little at a loss.
However, people with mental problems cannot be judged by common sense.
He quickly calmed down.
"Jang He."
"Jang Hyuk!"
Seeing the man's eyes finally regaining some focus, Editor Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.
Because it was his relationship that caused the man to fall into chaos, he couldn't just walk away like that.
"Is your home up there?"
"Let's talk at your house."
"I think you need to sit down and rest for a while."
"calm down."
"It's just an illusion, it's no big deal."
"real?"
The man asked subconsciously.
It's not actually a bad situation for him to be like this, is it?
"real."
Editor Zhang took the man's arm and said, "Let's go to your house first."
