There was no reply.

Lin Yixian glanced at the time at the top of the phone screen.

It's eleven twenty, and the big guy is probably sleeping.

However, the matter between her and Wenlu can simply be taken out and posted on Weibo, which is the envy of thousands of people!

Let's let the big guy slide his hands for a while.

Lin Yixian was satisfied with the lock screen of his mobile phone, charged it at the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and sketched a specific character map of He Moumou in his mind before falling asleep.

At around 1:40 a.m., her phone screen lit up silently.

……

The other side.

Xu Youzhi slept well in the afternoon, but he was very energetic at eleven o'clock in the evening. I have nothing to do, so I wrote a short story of thousands of words in the Word document, and I plan to post it on Weibo and Chaohua at the same time tomorrow morning, so she will be cut off for so many days.

I have to say that the young man is really good at playing.

After writing a short story, Xu Youzhi just opened Weibo to see if there were any melons to eat recently, and found that a painting blogger with 3.9w fans posted a picture of the persona, but she still felt familiar with this ID, as if she had seen it many times somewhere.

"Xu Qijin: Human Design Drawing"

It can be seen that this lemon bird's painting skills are very good, the brushstrokes and lines are smoothly outlined, the details are delicately depicted, and the tone is cold, but the overall look is harmonious.

…… It does contain a few shadows of her.

God.

It's like knowing what she looks like.

Xu Youzhi was lying on the bed, his thoughts were clear, he clicked on the man's Weibo homepage, and pressed the attention in the lower left corner expressionlessly.

Since there is a ready-made one here, she doesn't have to rely on her to toss the human design by herself.

At 1:40 a.m., Xu Youzhi changed the direction of lying on his side, clicked on the dialog box with Lemon Bird, and tapped the keyboard with his white fingertips.

Muyu Wenlu: Hello, I'm Wenlu from Muyu Academy, and recently came up with a short story about "He Feng Slowly Returns" CP, and I happened to see your character design in the super talk, and I think it's great, so I'm here to ask you for authorization.

As a student in the art class, in fact, she still has some art skills, as for why she would rather ask for permission than write herself, one of the reasons is, of course, ......

Lazy.

Yes, you read that right, it's just lazy.

Xu Youzhi sent the news over, squinted his eyes and waited for half an hour, only to realize that he must be asleep now. When I close my eyes, my mind is still clear and terrifying.

The tip of his tongue thoughtfully touched the cheeks.

The screen of the mobile phone dimmed and was held back at hand.

Look out the window.

Outside the window, it was pouring rain, and the verdant foliage was swaying during the day.

Wind and rain are strong.

The glass window was probably not closed, and the sound of raindrops hitting the window edge was extremely clear. The light veil was blown away by the wind, faintly revealing some light white from the sky.

She went over and closed the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The moment his fingertips touched the thin veil, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the world that Xu Youzhi's vision could touch was suddenly covered with a bleak white, and half a second later, it was covered in low darkness again.

At that moment, she suddenly saw a figure hidden by lush foliage.

It's vague and doesn't really look real.

The man held the umbrella in his fingertips, still holding his head up.

The rain was getting heavier, but he was still standing there with his umbrella.

It seems to have pressed down the brim of the hat.

Xu Youzhi paused, his gaze calmly passed through the faint branches and leaves, and his eyes were as dark as night.

It's past two o'clock in the morning...... Who would choose this time to stand right in front of her window?