"Wei Yan, put it back", Zhang Yuxin handed the painting to Wei Yan who was standing beside her. "This unprecedented masterpiece belongs to you, and I won't rob it from you."

Wei Yan took the painting and put it on the coffee table. Zhang Yuxin glanced at Wei Yan suspiciously, Wei Yan was completely indifferent, "I have seen it for so long and see that there is no way." ”

"It's a good picture, it's good."

"Oh?!!!!!" Wei Yan sat beside Zhang Yuxin, who looked up at herself, "But I seem to feel from your eyes that you have seen a painting that is more amazing than it." Wei Yan pointed to the painting on the coffee table, changed his hand, supported his chin with his hand, and rested his arm on his knee. The expression is inscrutable.

"It's true that I've seen a better painting than it, and they are very similar to each other, but which one I've seen before can be more touching." Zhang Yuxin plans to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and not play scheming with a big guy like them, "I remember that when I met for the second time, you jokingly called me a half-immortal, a god operator." ”

Wei Yan nodded slightly, indicating that he was listening, and motioned for Zhang Yuxin to continue.

Zhang Yuxin didn't continue to look at the other party, she looked at the scenery outside the window, "It's better to call me the Key of Nostradamus than to call me the God Operator." ”

"Nocha got the key to Maas?" Wei Yan smiled, "That prophet in France in the 50s of the 16th century?!!! It's the one I understand, right? The ...... who wrote "The Centuries"

"Yes, that's right, Nostradamus, who wrote a thousand prophetic poems."

After Zhang Yuxin finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wei Yan to express any opinions, and continued to speak impatiently, "There is a person in another world who also painted a similar painting, the name of that painting is called "Hell Changes", and the person who painted this painting loves supernatural events......

"Hey, I don't know if you've heard of the writer Ryunosuke Akutagawa." Zhang Yuxin looked at Wei Yan, "This sentence is for me to ask in vain, I think, you must know." ”

Wei Yan leaned back on the sofa, a little lazy, and crossed Erlang's legs, "Naturally, I know that there is a famous writer in Japan." ”

"Not bad."

"He is best at writing historical fiction and is often known for his short stories, but his novels are no slouch either." Wei Yan continued.

"Yes, you know a lot. What I expected later is better narrated. Zhang Yuxin looked out the window again, "Akutagawa Ryunosuke, there is a very famous novel, describing a man named Liangxiu who is still committed to painting under the oppression of power and life......" Zhang Yuxin felt that the room was a little stuffy, so she got up, opened the window, she stood by the window and blew the breeze, she looked in the direction of Wei Yan, but her eyes did not fall on Wei Yan, "Then, the painter was greatly inspired by this novel." It was originally an ordinary person who went, but this painting became famous. The crowd auctioned his painting online and sold it for a high price, but he still didn't have any intention of selling it, and when someone asked him why he didn't plan to sell it, he joked that it was for his wife. ”

When Zhang Yuxin said this, she involuntarily fell into a long silence.

"And then, what happened next?!! You're telling this story, you're telling, it's a little off track, aren't you?!!!!! Wei Yan is an anxious person, he can't wait, and he can't help but urge.

Zhang Yuxin couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wei Yan like this, "The so-called prophecy is just a fragmented picture, as for the back...... Because my abilities are limited, I don't see it. ”

"You...... I?!!!! Depend on!!!!! Wei Yan was indignant by Zhang Yuxin's shamelessness.

"Hang up your masterpiece back." Zhang Yuxin smiled at Wei Yan, walked to the kitchen in a dashing manner, and took out two cans of Coke from the refrigerator.

"Hang something, stuff it in the storage room." Wei Yan carried the painting with one hand and left violently, not knowing if it was really thrown into the storage room.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong......

"Handsome guy Wei, your doorbell is ringing, and there are guests at home."

"I'm busy right now, are you going to open the door? It's not like you don't have hands or feet. ”

"W k, you have a problem with this attitude."

Although Zhang Yuxin said this, her body still walked to the door and opened the door.

As soon as Zhang Yuxin looked at the person, he couldn't wait to throw the Coke he was holding in his left hand 5 meters away.

The male protagonist is big, it's really seamless, and it's everywhere.

That's right!!! The person who came was none other than Murong Shan!!!!

"Hahahaha, Mr. Mu, why are you here?" Zhang Yuxin smiled awkwardly at Murong Shan and invited him into the living room. "Hahahaha, Mr. Mu, you see I asked a nonsense. You must have come here to find Wei Yan. He's just had some business, maybe he's gone to the storage room, and he'll be back in a moment. ”

Murong Zheng actually wanted to tell Zhang Yuxin that he was here to find her. I deliberately avoided Zhang Yuxin for so long, I wanted to calm down, see this inexplicable and sudden feeling, and hoped that this love was just my own illusion, but it backfired, Murong Jian always unconsciously remembered her smile in the days when he avoided Zhang Yuxin, and always couldn't control his thoughts of her news through various channels.

So when Murong Yan received a call from Wei Yan and knew that Zhang Yuxin would come here, he couldn't control himself at all, so he immediately agreed, and hurried over after dealing with all the urgent matters.

"When did you arrive?" Murong Yan adjusted his emotions and asked Zhang Yuxin without any emotion, as if he was chatting about a gossip, but this was far from the case.

"Oh, I'll be here at noon."

Therefore, the idea that Murong Jian immediately had when he caught a glimpse of the mess on the dining table was not that he thought too much.

As Murong Yan himself guessed, Zhang Yuxin and Wei Yan had lunch alone at noon, not only that, but the lunch seemed to be made by the two of them themselves!!!!!

Scold!!!! The two of them really hit it off at first sight.

Zhang Yuxin looked at Murong Yuan's gradually darkened face, and suddenly forgot the "illusion" he had just indulged in, and at this moment, he just kept roaring in his heart.

Yes!!!!!!

Dead Wei Yan, why haven't you come back yet, leave me and this big devil alone here.

Wei Yan!!!!!!!

Come and take a look at the male protagonist of your family, this face is going to be black to the bottom of the pot......

And Wei Yan at this moment.

He didn't put the painting in the storage room. He went around and hung the painting in the corner at the end of the entrance.

Hmph, Wei Yan felt that he had better go out later, as a peerless good brother, he should create time for Murong Yan to be alone with Zhang Yuxin.

Zhang Yuxin has just experienced an emotional out-of-control, if Murong Shan behaves well at this time, maybe he can change Murong Zun's status in Zhang Yuxin's heart......

If Zhang Yuxin's good impression of Murong Sheng has improved, then he will definitely contribute to it.

Wei Yan was hiding in his room, swiping his mobile phone while making up his brain, when he saw Zhang Yuxin swiping a few messages in a row, it was like swiping the screen.

"Wei Yan, where did you die?"

"Murong Shan is here, do you know?"

"Aren't you going to come out and entertain you?"

"If you don't entertain him, you should also come out to accompany me, I'm a guest!!"

"Where are you?"

"Reply message?"

"Hurry up and reply to a message."

"If you ignore me again, I'll go find you myself."

"I'll give you five counts."

"Here we go, I'm serious."

“5”

“4”

“3”

When Wei Yan saw the messages sent by Zhang Yuxin, he immediately despised Murong Yan in his heart.

A single dog for 10,000 years just can't do it, and I don't know how to take advantage of the time they spend alone.

Ay......

Pathetic, lamentable, pity......

*

"I made an appointment with Wei Yan to go to afternoon tea for a while, and by the way, we will talk about something, and you can go together in a while." Murong Yan couldn't bear it anymore, looking at Zhang Yuxin, who was sitting on the sofa and very far away from him, he said in a light tone, as if he was mentioning something that had nothing to do with them.

"Ah!!!!!!h Zhang Yuxin was a little surprised when faced with Murong Dong's proposal.

The male protagonist is big, what is the situation?

What about his character of the flower of the kaolin on the iceberg?!!!!!! What about his cold aura that doesn't take anyone seriously?!?!!!!!

Yes!!!!!!!!

You are playing with Wei Yan, what do you want me to do!!

I still want to live well, can you not talk to me!!!

Speaking in front of you, I still have to think deeply, it's very tiring. (Crying)

"Zhang Yuxin?" Murong Yuan's voice was low, and he called Zhang Yuxin magnetically.

Murong Shan saw that Zhang Yuxin's expression changed unpredictably in an instant, and she didn't know what was going on in her head again, but Murong Shan was 100% sure that Zhang Yuxin had something good in her mind just now.

"Ah, yes." Zhang Yuxin was shocked by Murong Shan's deep voice, and subconsciously responded, just like a primary school student.

How stupid and stupid are you to be, how stupid are you to be!!

。。。。。。

"Hey, President Muta, you're here!" At this moment, Wei Yan walked down from the upper floor, "You have always been punctual, but you came much earlier than usual today!!! Hahahahaha, what's the situation?!!! Is this impatient?. ”

What did Wei Yan and Murong Yan have to discuss in the afternoon? The male protagonist can't wait.

Isn't Murong Shan in the novel always calm, calm, and unhurried?

I don't know what it is, what is it, let the calm, calm, and calm male protagonist become not calm, not calm, not calm.

Aha, how does it feel a bit like a tongue twister?!!!!

"Zhang Yuxin, you haven't answered my question yet." Murong Jian opened his mouth again to remind Zhang Yuxin.

Issue?!!!!

What's the problem?!!!!

Oh, I remember.

Reply!!! How can I answer you!! You are the male protagonist, and I can't refuse you. How else can I answer. Do I have any other options than to answer "yes, yes, yes?!!!!!

"Yes, yes. As long as gastritis doesn't mind. Although Zhang Yuxin replied like this, he still winked at Wei Yan, who was coming down the stairs immediately.

Wei Yan must be able to get his own meaning!! Zhang Yuxin thought confidently.

"Hahahahaha." Gastritis smiled at Zhang Yuxin presumptuously.

Zhang Yuxin looked at gastritis and smiled inexplicably, making her creepy.