Something that everyone knows, there is no need for her to lie.

"How do you know that the manuscript is with you?"

The man nodded, smiling.

The man was wearing a fisherman's hat and could not see his face clearly, and the man lowered his head, only the corners of his thin lips could be seen.

"Since you picked up someone else's things, should you return them to their original owners?"

The man immediately said nervously, "It's mine now." ”

Shui Liuli looked amused, and then she asked again: "Is that chrysanthemum the chrysanthemum in the comics?" Implies death. ”

The man was a little aggrieved: "I thought you would remember." ”

Shui Liuli was very helpless, she had forgotten things so long ago, she really couldn't remember what was painted in the first book, even if she remembered the name, she forgot all the content in it.

She looked at the rope on her body and frowned: "You also came to this according to the comics, I remember that there doesn't seem to be this scene in my comics." ”

The man was very calm: "Yes or no, I added it to prevent you from moving." ”

Shui Liuli couldn't understand his actions.

"What the hell do you want to do? If you want to kidnap me, then I can tell you that I don't have any money. ”

The man shook his head and said indifferently: "You haven't finished that comic, it's very simple, I'll let you go after finishing it." ”

Shui Liuli sneered: "Thank you for your kindness, forgive me for not being able to do anything, I can't finish this comic." ”

"Because you're normal now?" The man actually knew this, and it seemed that he had done a lot of homework.

Shui Liuli said indifferently: "Since you have investigated me, then you should know under what circumstances I drew this comic, and I really can't draw it now." ”

The man looked at her calmly: "You will draw it." ”

Where did this guy get his confidence, could he not have wanted to imprison himself?

Apparently she had the right idea.

The man did imprison her, not letting her go out, not even letting her out of bed.

Shui Liuli finally had enough: "I'll say it again, I can't draw it, are you sick in the brain?" If you have a brain disease, go to see it, and you can enter a mental hospital at will. ”

The man was very calm, no matter how she scolded, he tied her very tightly, without any intention of loosening.

But the water glass that eats or something doesn't cooperate, and the man doesn't care, and he doesn't feed her if he doesn't cooperate.

Shui Liuli's body was not very good, so she couldn't stand it when she was hungry for two days, and finally took the initiative to compromise, and the man made her a well-digested porridge.

The two of them get along very strangely, and Shui Liuli eats while glaring at him.

She felt like her hands were tied and couldn't move, and it seemed as if her blood was not circulating.

The man finished feeding her and washed the dishes, sat down in the chair again and began to draw.

"You don't want to touch my sketches, and you don't know what I'm going to draw next?" Mizururi is very calm.

The man frowned, and he turned his head to look at the woman: "After you finish painting "Dark Abandonment", I won't touch your draft." ”

Shui Liuli was silent, she didn't want to mention the past, although the comic had spent a long time with her, but what she hated the most was that comic.

That's why I feel that it doesn't matter when I lose it.

The man saw that she didn't speak, and turned around to help her draw, although this person didn't know the direction of her comics, but he could draw the simplest things, those bizarre ideas made Shui Liuli feel that this person was actually similar to what he thought.

Of course, he didn't know the storyline of the sketch, he always thought of where to draw, and as for the outline, sorry, she never wrote the outline.

Shui Liuli looked at the man sitting on the chair, this person had a pair of slender and long legs, his upper body was very thin, and he always wore the hat on his head, making it impossible to see his true face.

He is like a lonely man, sitting there quietly, the pen in his hand rustling on the paper, with a little cold silence, painting while painting, I have to say, this man is still very good, at least he draws well, but he still feels disgusted.

The rope grinded her hands a little uncomfortable, and the ropes on her feet were the same, binding would make people feel frightened, Shui Liuli said indifferently: "Why do you have to tie me, according to your strength, I shouldn't be able to escape." ”

The man was silent.

This person's psychology is really wrong, just like her before, the book "Dark Abandonment" was drawn by her in that desperate mood, and there are people who like things full of negative emotions, in fact, according to what she thinks, that kind of thing is just for her as a foil.

She can't draw it now, not only because she doesn't have that kind of state of mind, but also because she doesn't want to think back to that desperate memory, without a glimmer of hope.

The man sat in the chair all morning, not moving, but his hands kept drawing, as if only painting could really calm him down.

Shui Liuli tried to communicate with him: "You are also a painter!" If you really like that manga, why not draw the ending yourself. ”

After all, what the original author drew was not necessarily the ending he liked, and she could only satisfy the hopes of a few people.

The man turned his head to look at her and said indifferently, "What do you think this comic should have to end?" ”

It was originally a tragic story, and the ending was not drawn because she didn't know whether to continue to be miserable or have a happy ending, so she was entangled, in fact, she arranged a tragic ending in the early stage, but her mood changed later, and the ending naturally changed.

She doesn't speak, and men don't need her to speak.

He turned his head again and continued to paint, whether it was the line of the figure or the whole proportion, he grasped it very well, and even imitated her painting style.

The two of them are very strange, at least that's what Shui Liuli thinks.

Shui Liuli is really helpless, she really can't draw that book, after thinking about it, she said indifferently: "It's better for me to draw a derivative comic, if you're still not satisfied, then I really can't help it." ”

Obviously, Shui Liuli is still very tolerant of her fans, although this fan is now tied to herself.

This is not a big deal, after all, she herself is not very right.

The man frowned, looked at the woman's calm appearance and nodded.

Shui Liuli really doesn't know what this guy means.,Since you want the ending of that comic so much.,You should stick to it, right? It's so easy to change your decision now, and it's really not for the sake of that manga!

"You've got to let me go first!"

The man untied her, Shui Liuli rubbed his wrist, walked to the computer and looked at the sketch on the table and frowned, if this guy hadn't shown her the first one, he really thought this guy was a big guy.

The man's painting made her laugh angrily: "You are really wrong, I really thought you were a big guy, it turned out that you only imitated it." ”

The man was silent, and Shui Liuli squinted at him: "You're not afraid that I will call the police." ”

The man bowed his head and was silent again.

Shui Liuli sighed, not knowing what to say.

This man is so weird.

She looked at the man and said, "In that case, you can be my assistant!" ”

The man looked up at her sharply.