Looking at these comments, Mo Xueyan only replied with two sentences, one of which was:

"Natural and man-made disasters cannot be avoided!" With a crying face emoji. "So now I make up all the previous ones at once, which can be regarded as compensation for my little cuties who support Xiaopu Street, and it is enough to be cool at one time."

Another sentence is:

"Life is already very tired in reality, so why bother to be tired in the illusion, live a chic and happy life to soothe your mood."

turned off the computer, wiped his face casually, contacted his editor and told him about the end of the book, and then prepared to go to Sister Hong's bookstore.

I ate that bowl of porridge yesterday, and I didn't eat dinner, but now I'm so hungry that I bought a bowl of porridge with buns at a food stall.

I'm used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and now I'm a little unaccustomed to the snacks at this stall.

I ate breakfast, paid the money, and was just about to leave, when the phone rang, it was a text message, and now the text messages are basically useless, and most of them are spam text messages with some advertisements or arrears, but Mo Xueyan still watched it, it's okay if you don't look at it, look at it, oh my god, this is her back road!

The text message is a remittance SMS, the manuscript fee, sent on the fifteenth of each month, and today is exactly the fifteenth, and her bank card is only bound to her author number, so this is her manuscript fee for the first half of last month.

"Oh, more than two thousand oceans! Just in time for the rain, you came too soon. ”

Hugging the mobile phone, Mo Xueyan jumped up and down excitedly, and the eyes of the pedestrians around him looked over.

Mo Xueyan immediately smiled embarrassedly, and ran away, she has money, she has money, haha, plus the more than six hundred on her body now, that is three thousand oceans, at least there is no need to save money and drink the northwest wind this month, and there is no need to go to a friend to borrow money.

My heart instantly felt beautiful.

Get ready for a lavish ride on the bus.

As soon as I walked to the bus stop, the phone rang again, the dead owner of Sister Hong's bookstore.

As soon as the phone was connected, Sister Hong's roaring voice came from the phone:

"Mo Xueyan, if you are late for work again today, my mother will really be laid off..."

"Yes, yes, Sister Hong, I know, I'm already on the way, and I'll be there soon."

The bus came, and Mo Xueyan hurriedly squeezed in.

"It's pretty much the same, hurry up, my mother will have to go for beauty later!"

As soon as the phone hung up, Mo Xueyan suddenly bared her teeth and blew out.

"Beauty, beauty, you know stinky beauty, and say that you are poor, it's strange if you're not poor, my salary for a few months is not enough, and the boss is so arrogant, excessively arrogant, and calls poor all day long, I don't call it poor, cut, dead boss."

muttered, invested money, and grasped the ring.

……

Invitation to psychological counseling clinics.

The gray floor, the pure white decoration, and the unequal style of the corners are very stylish.

In a pentagonal study room, the walls on the left and right sides are full of books on psychology.

On the black leather recliner, the man in the black Bentley was lying down, his eyes were tightly closed, cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something bad.

Yu Li's face was slightly white, and her lips were even more white without any blood.

There was a man standing on the side, casual short sleeves, black cropped pants, short black hair casually messy, wearing a pair of white-rimmed glasses, looking at the man on the recliner, his hands slowly waving gently in his ears.

"Relax your body, take your time to feel, you are about to see the girl in your heart, she is so beautiful, waiting for you not far away, as long as you take a small step, you can see clearly..."

"Nope."

Lishang shouted, sat up, gasped for breath quickly, very tired, and pressed his hand on his temple.

"Invite Yue, no, I can't get close at all, and I can't see that face clearly."

"Is it still like that?"

Ying Yue frowned.

Lishang nodded.

"Yes, I can see and feel, she is within a hand's distance of mine, but I can't see her face clearly, let alone touch her, I want to see her clearly, I must see her clearly, come again."

"No, you can't come again, Lishang, this is the third hypnosis, you can't continue today, you can't stand the collapse."

Ying Yue frowned even more, refused directly, and sat on the black leather sofa behind her, with a serious face.

"In psychology, there is a sense of déjà vu, simply put, 'déjà vu', a sense of déjà vu for things and people that have not happened, which is also what we usually call the subconscious, the embodiment of subconscious contradictions.

In your sleep, you will see a hazy shadow, which is very similar to this psychological 'déjà vu'.

For example, when we do things in normal times, we obviously haven't done this before, but at the moment when we are just about to do it, we suddenly have an illusion in our minds, as if we have done it before, this..."

"Invite Yue, don't talk so much nonsense, I don't understand, just be a little more straightforward, how can I solve this situation."

Li Shang was impatient, since he bumped into that woman a month ago, a vague and hazy figure suddenly appeared in his mind, but he still subconsciously always felt that figure was important to him.

Ying Yue pushed his glasses and pouted, he was so impatient every time, he was just a psychological counselor, not a god, the structure of the human brain is the most complex thing in the world, and some strange things cannot be explained by science.

"Lishang, your situation appeared after the car accident a month ago, so the woman you hit may be a breakthrough, there are many things in life that psychology can't explain, otherwise there will be no yin and yang feng shui."

"What you said is the same as not saying it, that woman, you let me go to her? That's a madman, would a normal person rush out of the traffic jam like that? ”

Lishang stood up, said a poisonous word, took the black coat hanging on the hanger behind the door and was about to leave, since it can't be solved, it's just a waste of time to stay here anymore, he still has a lot to do.

"You better think about what I said! Maybe that woman is still your real daughter! Otherwise, there are so many cars on the road, why don't other cars block yours. ”

What Ying Yue said was a little unserious, and it was completely in tune with him who was as serious as he was just now.

"You've seen too much, haven't you?"

Li Shang glared at him, strode away, walked out of the door, and said again:

"By the way, Yuechen returned to China yesterday, it should be fine today, let's get together in the evening, don't look at it."

"That guy is back, okay, got it, remember to close the door for me."

Without raising her head, she took the mobile phone on the coffee table and opened it, which was Mo Xueyan's "My Gentle Male God".

looked at Mo Xueyan's reply, and laughed, "This little street author, this is forcing real life to be tired of dogs." ”

"Xiao Po Street, when will you open a new article! I'll occupy a pit in advance.,Your book.,I'm chasing a man.,It's actually been chased back.,It's been broken for a month, and I haven't given it up.,So your new book is open quickly! Don't let me wait for all the flowers I was waiting for. ”

After replying to such a sentence, Ying Yue looked at something else.

The world is so wonderful, each author's pen is a magical world, each character has their own different psychology, immersed in the feeling, is a rare wonderful enjoyment.

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