Chapter 262: Eight Days of Talk (18)

Ying Shixue was a little helpless with Su Yun, Yuehai had just told her story, and she didn't work hard to post it to Rose, she was also a girl, and she also had relatives who didn't like her. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Yuehai also implemented what she just said, first tragic and then beautiful, and Rose had some similar experiences, but different results.

Su Yun was still angry, but no one took pity on Xiangyu to comfort her, and even An Qidong, who usually behaves as a gentleman, no longer said any more comforting words to Su Yun.

Most of them thought that Su Yun was a little stupid.

Su Yun finally snorted and went to sleep.

He Yu went to the kitchen, took out a few bottles of mineral water, washed the frying pan, then lit the fire himself, put oil in the pot, and then threw in two pieces of marinated black pepper steak and fried it.

Yuehai walked softly to the kitchen door, carrying the oil lamp that illuminated it, although the light of the oil lamp was dim, but the range that was much larger than the beam of the flashlight.

As soon as she walked to the door, she saw the fat cat raised by He Yu grinning at her and making threatening gestures.

The aroma of the steak came, and Tsukimi, who had eaten bread for two days, was a little hungry.

"That's it!"

As soon as He Yu finished speaking, Bian Bian immediately jumped over, and pressed the plum blossom mark with his paws.

"What are you anxious about, and I didn't fight with you. He Yu said, "I'm not Aqing." ”

When it comes to Mu Riqing, the flat hairs are all fried, one mountain does not allow two tigers, and one meal does not allow two foodies.

"He Yu, you really have time to cook, don't dream to cook. Yuehai said with a smile.

In the house, I'm afraid that there are only two people who haven't slept yet, Yuehai and He Yu. Yuehai doesn't sleep because she has already finished telling her story, and it doesn't matter to her whether she dreams or not.

She had just walked away with the oil lamp, and everyone was asleep, except for He Yu.

He Yu put the steak on a plate, took two more pieces and fried them again, while answering Yuehai's words: "I'll sleep later." ”

Yuehai leaned against the door and asked, "Why did you meet ......?"

"Huh?"

"What do you think of the story I just told?" asked Tsukimi.

"Hmm. ”

"What do you mean?"

"In fact, telling your own experience is more emotional than telling a made-up story, and it is easy to motivate others. He Yu said, "At least your story makes people feel it, and only then can they say what they like and don't like." ”

"He Yu, if it were you, what kind of story would you dislike the most?"

He Yu turned the steak over and said, "If it's me...... I don't like all the twists and turns of the story, in fact, I don't like it or not, I just can't read it. If Rose's story had been revealed to me through the story, I would have given up halfway and would not have watched it any further. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so cowardly, you didn't even dare to look at the tragedy. Yuehai smiled.

He Yu thought about it seriously for a while and said: "It's not that I'm timid, it's because in some stories, the protagonist's feeling of powerlessness is contagious, and people can't wait to live for TA once, or help her by her side." But you know it's just thinking about it, we're not people in the experience, and we can't be involved in the past. Therefore, people like me who are unwilling to accept the predetermined tragic outcome are better off not continuing to watch, because it is really uncomfortable to want to change but not be able to do anything. ”

After the steak was fried, He Yu put both pieces on the plate.

"Brush!"

The two plum blossoms were immediately covered again.

Yuehai's whole face was dark, she stood by the door smelling the aroma for so long, just thinking that since He Yu had made a steak, how could she give her a piece, otherwise it would be too stingy. Unexpectedly, it was not enough for this fat cat to eat two pieces, and it also occupied the two pieces that came out of the pot.

Seeing that He Yu had extinguished the fire, Yuehai couldn't help but speak, "He Yu, you don't eat steak?"

He Yu smiled: "I rarely eat supper. ”

The corners of Yuehai's mouth twitched, it turned out that these four pieces were originally intended for the stinky fat cat.

Bian Bian glanced at Yuehai provocatively, and wanted to grab food from it, no way!

He Yu cleaned up, went to the bathroom on the first floor to get water and rinse, and changed his clothes. When I returned to the living room, I found that Tsukimi hadn't slept yet, and I didn't know what I was thinking about sitting on the sofa.

He Yu couldn't help but hold her forehead, why didn't this woman sleep yet, she just wanted to grind time, wait for everyone to fall asleep and look for clues about the key, otherwise she would not be Lu Ran and Mu Riqing, why would she be courteous to Bian Bian without anything.

Yuehai saw He Yu come out, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Hmm. He Yu could only accept his fate, take out the tent, and go to sleep.

About five minutes later, Yuehai opened He Yu's tent, a silver light flashed, Yuehai felt a pain on his face, and his eyes were facing a pair of green glowing cat pupils.

"Hiss!" Yuehai was furious and wanted to catch Bian Bian, but Bian Bian dodged and ran away, and the news was in the living room.

In the tent, He Yu was sleeping soundly.

Yuehai "snapped" and pulled the tent up, looking gloomy.

As soon as the tent was closed, He Yu opened his eyes, his ears pricked up, and then he heard the sound of setting up a tent.

After a while, the surroundings fell silent.

After a while, He Yu's tent was pulled open again, and a round body burrowed in and into the quilt.

He Yu tugged at his flat ears and pointed outside, in the direction where Yuehai had set up a tent.

Bian Bian ignored her, closed his eyes, and fell asleep directly, no matter how much He Yu tossed around, there was no response. He Yu was helpless, so he had to squint his eyes and fall asleep in a blur.

Twenty minutes later, Yuehai opened the tent, looked at He Yu's tent, and retracted back into the tent.

On the stairs on the second floor, An Qidong saw Yuehai get into the tent, stayed for a while, and went upstairs.

Rose fell out of love, the down-and-out genius painter abandoned her, he found a more lovely girl, painted that girl all day long, and Rose was no longer his muse.

His father died and his boyfriend abandoned him.

Rose felt that the whole world had collapsed, her state had fallen into a Jedi trough, and her whole person was depressed and thin. One day, a lawyer came to the house, and Rose was in a very bad state and didn't want to see a guest, so she went straight back to her room.

Rose cried for a long time, and when she saw the paintbrush, as well as her father's drawing, she decided to pick herself up again. She decided to see a psychiatrist to adjust her condition.

This time, her mother was very active in helping her find a suitable psychologist to mediate her depression. Rose couldn't be happier, this kind of happiness was the first time He Yu felt, it was the difference between Rose being with her father and boyfriend, or painting a satisfactory painting.

Rose is diagnosed by a doctor with a mental illness and needs to be hospitalized.

Rose signed a treatment agreement and agreed to stay in the hospital for observation.

As soon as the picture turned, Rose's whole person became thinner, like a drug-addicted person, skinny as wood, squatting in the corner with her head in her arms. Her mother and her brother watched from the side of the doctor and the lawyer.

"It's better to be sent to a quiet place for good treatment. The doctor said, "Mental illness is not easy to treat. ”

The dream came to an abrupt end.