"Lord Ghostface, I want to tell you a story, is that okay?" Lin Jiajia continued typing.

"Please. ”

Lin Jiajia leaned on the pillow, chose a comfortable position, and began to type:

"Once upon a time there was a little girl named Lan Lan, and her parents died when Lan Lan was very young. Lan Lan was adopted by her uncle and grew up with her sister since she was a child. The uncle's family treats her very well, and her sister treats her very well, although Lan Lan has lost her parents, she still feels very happy.

Lan Lan has loved painting since she was a child, and she has a dream that when she grows up, she wants to become the best painter in the world.

Lan Lan has been working hard for this, she learns painting skills every day, and her painting skills are also improving over time. It's tiring to paint every day, but Lan Lan is very happy.

One day, Lan Lan and her sister went to the Houshan bamboo forest together, wanting to cut down a few bamboos to make paintbrushes.

The bamboo is very good, and Lan Lan quickly chose the bamboo she liked. But when Lan Lan was cutting bamboo, she found that her sister had climbed a stone wall. On the top of the cliff grows a bright red blood-scented bamboo, which is very beautiful and exudes an attractive fragrance.

The stone wall is very steep, and my sister is very strong, so she climbed on top of the stone wall with her bare hands without any protection, and grabbed the blood fragrance bamboo with her own hands.

She used a knife to cut the bamboo.

Then at this moment, the stone under my sister's feet actually loosened. Stepping on the air with her right foot made her lose her center of gravity, so she fell down with the broken blood incense bamboo.

Lan Lan was the first to rush forward when she saw that her sister was in danger, and caught her sister with both hands. However, my sister climbed very high, a distance of more than ten meters, and Lan Lan's arm couldn't withstand such a huge impact at all. In the end, my sister fell and injured her back, but Lan Lan herself injured her wrist, and from then on, she would tremble every time she picked up a paintbrush.

Lan Lan can't paint anymore.

The uncle's family was very sad, and the sister also blamed herself, saying that she would always take care of Lan Lan.

Ke Lanlan was really sad, she didn't want to stay at home anymore, she wanted to leave that sad place. So, Lan Lan chose to travel alone.

After that, Lan Lan walked a lot of places, she saw higher mountains, saw the wider sea, saw the eagle soaring in the sky, and saw the elk galloping on the grassland.

Lan Lan felt that if her hand had not been injured, her painting skills would have increased greatly because of what she saw and felt. It's a pity that there is no if, she can't draw anymore. So, she thought of another way to record these unforgettable experiences in words.

Lan Lan became a writer and gradually became famous.

Although she can't paint anymore, Lan Lan can already support herself.

Lanlan has no fixed residence, and the four seas are home.

Two years later, Lan Lan came to a magical country, where magic existed.

Lan Lan likes novelty because she can write them down and record them in her work. A few days later, Lan Lan found a magic house, and it is said that the owner of the magic house can paint the most beautiful paintings in the world.

Lan Lan easily met the owner of the magic house, she was a beautiful girl, and her paintings, like this hostess, were incomparably beautiful.

Lan Lan swore that she had never seen such a beautiful painting.

The hostess was very welcoming, and she said that she could paint a portrait of Lan Lan.

Lan Lan was very happy and became a model.

Seven days later, Lan Lan's portrait was finally completed, and she felt that she seemed to be alive in the portrait, which was very unreal.

At this time, the hostess told Lan Lan that if she wanted to learn to draw, she could stay in the magic house. As long as Lan Lan stays here, her hand disease will not attack, and she can paint. But there is one condition, the magic house cannot be left unguarded, and Lan Lan has to take the place of the hostess to guard the magic house.

Lan Lan agreed without thinking about it.

She has been to too many places in the past two years, and now Lan Lan doesn't want to go anywhere, she just wants to paint and record what she has seen with a paintbrush.

The hostess leaves, and Lan Lan becomes the new owner of the magic house.

Lan Lan is very happy, she paints every day and never leaves the magic house.

Until one day, my sister appeared in front of Lan Lan again ....... ”

"And then?" Gao Jian found that Lin Jiajia's information was cut off at this point, so he sent a few words.

"The story is serialized, and the author has not yet written it. Lin Jiajia made an expression of covering her mouth and smiling.

Break...... , out of context?

You are a starting point writer, you are great!

But it's right to think about it, if Lin Jiajia is really adapted from her own story, then what her sister wants to do after she appears, Lin Jiajia herself doesn't know.

So Kavin?

So is Lan Lan and Jiajia related?

"Does Lan Lan hate her sister?" Gao Jian asked a very crucial question, which was related to Lin Jiajia's position.

"Hate, right? or not, I don't know. After all, Lan Lan was raised by her uncle's family, and she also volunteered to save her sister. I think Lan Lan's feelings for her sister should be very complicated. Lin Jiajia typed.

"Will Lan Lan leave with her sister?" Gao Jian asked again.

"She won't, because Lan Lan can't leave the magic house anymore. Lin Jiajia said.

Can't leave the magic house?

Gao Jian thought for a moment, and then didn't understand what it meant.

It's too brain-burning, Gao Jian wants to get to the bottom of it, but after thinking about it, he is now pretending to be a master, and it is not appropriate to ask hard, so he typed: "It's not too early, let's talk about this today, I'll take a bath." ”

"Thank you for listening to me. Lin Jiajia typed.

"No, it's a very moving story. ”

After chatting on WeChat for a while, Lin Jiajia felt a lot better. She wanted to wash up and sleep, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw Gao Jian walking around the living room.

"Gao Jian, can you wear some clothes at home?

Lin Jiajia was already holding back the fire because of the frank meeting before, but now when she saw Gao Jian's bare arms, she remembered it again.

"You're all closed, who knew if I took off my clothes and you could come out to see, haven't you seen it?" Gao Jian reached out and patted his chest muscles. However, he looked up at Lin Jiajia again, and immediately felt ashamed.

"You...... , Gao Jian, you are going to die!" Lin Jiajia grabbed a pillow and smashed it towards Gao Jian.

[Negative emotions from Lin Jiajia +748.] 】

A pillow was just a pillow, Gao Jian reached out and grabbed it, and threw it back on the sofa. Then I stepped into the nearest bathroom.

"Gao Jian, what are you doing?" Lin Jiajia just wanted to go in and wash, but was preempted by Gao Jian.

"Take a bath, what's the matter?" Gao Jian's voice came from the bathroom.

"Get out!"

Lin Jiajia yelled at the toilet door, he actually went to take a shower?

Something is wrong, Lin Jiajia found a problem, why do I use 'also'?

[Negative emotions from Lin Jiajia +666.] 】