"Lao He, I've packed it up, why don't you take a break for a while?" Yan Qingyin took a tissue and wiped her wet hands.

The paper towel crumpled up in his hand and aimed for the trash can. Throw it away, drop it, drop it perfectly.

"I'm full, go back to my room to read a book, something calls me. Yan Qingyin felt Lao He's vicious gaze, and turned around and ran away.

The living room is the battlefield, and she has to hide a little to save her life and her freedom.

Lying lazily on the bed, staring boredly at the ceiling.

Yesterday's expedition, did he have any inspiration, why don't you go and take a look, maybe it's updated.

Yan Qingyin got up from the bed and put the notebook on the bed.

Tilt the lid as before, click on your own click. Refresh over-the-air, update or stay on the last update.

Yan Qingyin closed the browsing page, and the WeChat avatar on the computer kept flashing. She clicked on it and looked at the voice Feng Yuanyuan sent to herself.

Closed the computer and searched for his phone in the room barefoot. The quilt was flipped over and my eyes fell on the couch.

"Found you. Yan Qingyin picked up her phone under the pillow. Finger slid across the screen and picked up the phone.

[I tried to update a chapter, you go check it out.] 】

[I don't look at it.] 】

Yan Qingyin sent a message.

She only waits for the same as before, and the others, even if they are friends, will never be separated.

The message was sent, but Feng Yuanyuan did not reply for a long time. Yan Qingyin was lying on the bed, rolling back and forth, feeling extremely boring.

She went against her heart, but still clicked on the link pushed by Feng Yuanyuan.

A heart was touched by the content, and when he saw the end, Yan Qingyin became irritable, "Who is the person behind it!"

A fist thumped into the pillow, dropped the phone, and fell on the bed with his cheeks buried in the pillow. She's going crazy, why should she be curious to see it.

Reach out and fumble for your phone. sent a voice message to Feng Yuanyuan, "I hate you." ”

She dropped her phone and flipped it over the bed, screaming in her mouth. Feeling unrelieved, she fell there, her eyes empty.

Lu Wei's gaze fell on the last word, and a relieved smile appeared on his cheek for the first time in a long time. meteor

Hold the mouse and roll over on top of yourself. Halfway through, he apologized to the fans. But without a hint of inspiration in his head, he didn't know how to give the story an ending.

The shoddy ending is better than no ending, at least everyone can fantasize about it themselves. Just like Feng Yuanyuan, maybe he can imitate his feelings and write countless perfect endings that everyone loves.

Feng Yuanyuan stayed in front of the computer, his eyes glued to the click-through rate. The numbers went up little by little, and she danced excitedly.

picked up the phone and watched Yan Qingyin send her a lot of messages. After hearing enough of every voice, Feng Yuanyuan went back.

"How did my sister write, do you regret your attitude towards me at that time?"

"Cut. Yan Qingyin replied in seconds.

Feng Yuanyuan clicked on the voice, listening to her attitude full of disdain and jealousy. Smiled and called her directly.

In different rooms, two people lie in the same position on the bed.

"Who is the murderer? After reading it, how do I think this story is what we saw in the building, that candidate?" Yan Qingyin realized after realizing it.

Feng Yuanyuan adapted the candidates' staircase stumble into a conspiracy, and Yan Qingyin now has to admire their brains and talents.

"Actually, I didn't know the murderer, I just used what we saw at the time, and I just felt too sorry in my heart, and I wanted to make the story exciting. Feng Yuanyuan said.

Yan Qingyin sighed, with a look of envy, "I also went to the mansion, I didn't feel anything." Why are there so many differences between the same people?"

"It's a big difference. Feng Yuanyuan thought of when she would be as good as him and as loved.

Yuan Yuan was inspired once he went, so what about Lu Zhen, is he also preparing for a new chapter.

"Yuanyuan, I won't tell you. Yan Qingyin hung up the phone in a panic.

Flipping through Lu Chuan's WeChat, staring at his avatar in a daze, he delayed sending a message.

[Are you there?]

[Hmm.] 】

Lu Shen held the mobile phone and quickly replied.

[Have you read the new chapter of Yuanyuan?Did yesterday give you new inspiration?]

Yan Qingyin had been brewing for a long time, staring at the screen in fear. She was afraid that her words would sting Lu Zhen's heart, so he collapsed, and in the end, he really gave up.

[Looked.] 】

Lu Wei avoided the inquiry in the second half of the sentence and only replied to the front.

Yan Qingyin held the mobile phone and waited for a long time without a second sentence. She sat up from the bed and looked at her incomprehensibly.

No, he hasn't finished answering yet. Fingers kept tapping back and forth on the keyboard, and I couldn't type a complete sentence for a long time.

In fact, she didn't know what to say again.

[Why don't you lock me up, do you want to go tomorrow?]

The message was sent, and Yan Qingyin held her mobile phone with a look of anticipation.

Lu Shen stood in front of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror with a blank look. His thoughts drifted away, and he felt that life was boring. Abandoned by his family, he finally found something that could keep him busy, but he didn't last long and lost his inspiration.

It's not that he's negative, but what happened to him in life really makes him helpless.

Turn on the faucet, and your mind is pulled back by the sound of the water. Holding cold water in both hands, splashed it on your face.

"If you don't reply, does it really hurt your self-esteem? ”

More than ten minutes have passed, and Yan Qingyin is getting more and more anxious. She wanted to call Lu Chuan, but she was afraid to disturb him. Walk out of bed with your phone.

The body spun around in the bedroom, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"He's not going to get back to himself. Yan Qingyin stared at the 'typing', talking to herself excitedly.

Sure enough, Lu poured back the message.

[Hmm.] 】

It's this again, Yan Qingyin really can't figure out what he means.

It's better to give a clear message if you want to go or not, an 'um', who knows if he's going or not.

Yan Qingyin threw the phone on the bed in a short temper, and picked it up again unwillingly.

[Don't reply to me, I don't want to see that word.] Can you die with one more word?]

Yan Qingyin accidentally touched the send button, she was just angry and still hesitating to send it.

Lu Zhen's cold gaze flashed in front of him, and Yan Qingyin timidly withdrew that paragraph again.

However, Lu Yan has already seen it.

[Since I don't like it, then I won't post it again.] Tomorrow if you have time, we will meet in the old place and the old time. 】

Yan Qingyin looked at Lu Zhen's reply, and she wanted to die. She's so embarrassed, it's all because she thinks about it too much, and he doesn't mean anything else at all.

His legs went limp, and his whole body collapsed on the bed.

"Ah, it's a shame......" she wailed with her head buried in the covers.

Lu Yan waited for Yan Qingyin's reply, waited for a while, and realized that she would not reply again, put down her phone, and lay on the bed. Reaching out and pressing the switch next to the bed, the room was dark.

Yan Qingyin pretended to be dead in the quilt and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

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