Ye Luan seems to have become abnormal after coming out of the magazine. Star Swirl guesses that it's because the editor-in-chief mentioned "those things" from earlier, so she plans to read Ye Luan's memories.

All the images in my memory are in color, except for one woman, who is covered in black and white.

The woman's jet-black hair was draped over her shoulders, and a pair of tearful beautiful eyes on her fair and emaciated face looked at Ye Luan: "We're really cornered, right?" ”

"No," Ye Luan turned his face away, with a hint of impatience in his tone, "Don't always say these frustrating words. ”

"However, we have already incurred so many debts, and if we continue like this, I am afraid it will ......"

"I didn't let you overdraft so many cards!" Ye Luan interrupted the woman's words, pointed to the card on the table that had been cut into pieces, and said indignantly, "What's going on with those inexplicable debt collection calls?" Why did you call me? ”

"Probably because the emergency contact I left is you," the woman looked at him sadly, "In addition to the usual living expenses, this money is just to support you......" The woman said this, choked up and couldn't say any more, and she could see that she seemed to have a lot of grievances in her heart.

"Support me? Why do you need to do anything more? Ye Luan stood up suddenly, shook off the woman's hand, and said coldly, "Is it necessary for you to give a gift to the editor-in-chief of the magazine?" They refused to requisition my manuscript because they had no eyes. Someday they will regret it! ”

The "woo-woo-woo......" picture dissipated in the woman's wailing.

A terrible scream sounded in his ears, and the picture in his memory became clear again.

The woman lying in the bathtub had turned blue, but her eyes were still open, but there was no light in them, and it was gloomy. The once black and shiny hair now floats in the water like rotting aquatic plants, and the red blood and the water in the bathtub merge together, giving off a pungent smell.

Ye Luan covered his mouth with his legs and rushed out of the room like crazy. He ran recklessly on the road, tears blurring his vision.

"Look, is that a madman?"

"He'll be hit by a car sooner or later!"

As the shared memories ended, Star Swirl looked out the window at the whiteness of the fish's belly and sighed: this was probably the lingering haze in his heart.

This night, Ye Luan almost didn't close his eyes.

Wanwan opened her hazy sleepy eyes, saw the light coming through the crack in the door, and pushed open the door suspiciously.

Ye Luan sat at the desk, with his back to her, motionless.

"Ye Luan, haven't you slept all night?" Wanwan walked over and nudged him gently.

A stack of papers slipped to the ground, and Wanwan looked down to pick it up, her fingers trembling when she touched the paper. On each piece of paper, the same black face is drawn, hideous and terrifying.

"Are you awake?" Ye Luan looked back at her, and didn't seem to notice the fear in Wanwan's eyes.

"I—I'll go and prepare breakfast for you." Wanwan put down the drawing paper and was about to leave, but was hugged by Ye Luan.

"Wanwan, you are my muse," his face pressed against her warm body, "you know what, since I've been with you, I've had new inspirations every day. ”

"But what about what you wrote? I don't think I saw it. Wanwan asked tentatively.

Ye Luan's fingers tapped on the mouse, and a document appeared on the computer screen. It was densely packed with words, Wanwan didn't look at it carefully, but she breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that you really wrote a lot, no wonder you haven't slept all night." ”

Ye Luan let go of his arms and smiled: "Stomach, I'm really a little hungry." ”

Wanwan looked at his pale face and said distressedly: "Although you are more inspired at night, staying up late still hurts your body," she turned and went into the kitchen, and after a while, the aroma of food wafted from it.

A steaming bowl of noodles was placed in front of Ye Luan, and there was an egg lying in it, while Wanwan's portion only had a few green vegetable leaves floating in the noodle soup.

"By the way, you went to the magazine yesterday to meet the editor, what did he say?" Wanwan asked.

Ye Luan's eyes froze, and he replied, "They may requisition me." ”

Wanwan said happily: "That's a good thing," her gaze fell on Ye Luan's face, "Why, you don't look very happy?" ”

"They overturned my previous idea and asked me to revise it again, and I could only use it if I changed it well." He looked embarrassed.

"Revised? Do you feel reluctant? Wanwan asked with concern.

Ye Luan smiled palely: "Someone has to make a compromise, doesn't it?" ”

Wanwan pursed her lips, her eyes became deep, as if she thought of something heavy, she picked up the bowl and drank the soup inside, wiped her mouth and said, "I'm going to work, and tonight's dinner is still the same." ”

Ye Luan looked at the refrigerator and asked, "Wanwan, can you come back early today......

Wanwan rubbed his messy broken hair: "Good girl, I'll try to come back as soon as possible." You're going to have to come on, you know? ”

Ye Luan smiled and nodded.

However, this day until late at night, Wanwan did not return. Star Swirl couldn't help but worry.

Ye Luan kept walking around the room, he dialed Wanwan's number, but it kept showing that no one answered. Could it be that something is wrong? Ye Luan put on his coat and prepared to go out to find Wanwan.

No one was found at the grocery store where Wanwan worked, and the clerk on duty said that Wanwan was on the day shift today and had left a long time ago. But what is Wanwan's other job? Ye Luan didn't know.

He walked aimlessly along the highway in the wind and snow, and the fear in his heart hit like a tidal wave, was he abandoned again?

At this moment, Ye Luan's mobile phone rang, he picked up the phone, and heard a Wanwan anxious voice from the other side: "Where have you been?" How not at home? ”

"I ...... I'll go out for a walk, are you home? Ye Luan said.

"Well, I just came back and saw you calling me so much, is there something urgent?" Wanwan asked.

"It's all right......"

Ye Luan walked home quickly, and the moment he opened the door and saw Wanwan, his heart really let go.

He walked up and hugged Wanwan: "Didn't you say you would come back sooner?" ”

Wanwan broke free from his embrace, lowered her head and brushed the broken hair in her ear: "I'm too busy today, and I'm embarrassed to tell the store manager that I want to leave early." ”

"You mean the manager of the grocery store......" Ye Luan suddenly smelled an unfamiliar smell from Wanwan's body, and he couldn't help frowning.

"yes, help with the warehouse inventory today." Her eyes flickered, "Have you eaten?" Did the writing go well today? ”

Ye Luan's gaze fell on a shallow red mark on her neck, and replied lightly: "It's going well." ”

"That's good, I'll go take a shower." Wanwan turned and went into the bathroom, and the sound of rushing water could be heard inside.

Ye Luan sat back at his desk, picked up a pencil and began to smear it on the white paper.