"The perfect girlfriend in fantasy may only be achieved through novels and comics!"

The end of August is the second day.

On the evening of two days before the start of the new school year of his junior year, Ye Mo, a young cartoonist, was lying on the bed in his bedroom and talking to himself.

At this time, he was reading such a post on a forum on his mobile phone - "Three women and two men went camping, and my girlfriend told me not to worry".

Here's the general idea:

The poster is a junior and is in a long-distance relationship with his girlfriend. The two have been in love for more than a year, and their relationship has always been very good, and they have met many times.

But during the day, his girlfriend sent a message telling him that her two best friends wanted to ask her to go camping at the beach on Saturday night, plus the boyfriends of the two best friends, a total of five people.

Tell him in advance, if you don't reply to him in time at night and tell him not to worry, he must be having too much fun and don't care about looking at his phone.

In this regard, although the poster wants to trust his girlfriend, he has been restless in his heart. He also carefully persuaded his girlfriend not to go, but his girlfriend said in turn that he didn't trust her and thought that she was too unbearable in his heart, so he was angry and ignored him.

So the author who had nothing to do could only post anonymously on the forum for help, hoping that the almighty netizen could give him a good idea.

However, although there are a lot of answers below the post, they are basically persuasion, and even took the initiative to make up many wonderful pictures for the author's brain that the actual number of campers that night was six。。。。。。

This is undoubtedly a constant sprinkling of salt in the wounds of the poster.

In the end, the author only left the last sentence under the post: "Thank you, I'll hide from her and go to the camping place she said!" ”

After that, no matter how many new posts appear below, the author didn't reply again, it should be a decision.

In this regard, Ye Mo, as a well-known cartoonist, thinks this is a very interesting comic material.

He even immediately got up and sat down in front of the white desk, laid out a piece of drawing paper, took out a pencil from the blue pen holder, and quickly drew the outline of a few pictures while he had a feeling.

It's just that the imaginary plot arrives when the male protagonist rushes to the beach, but what should happen next makes Ye Mo stop writing.

"Is it a serious suspicion or a misunderstanding?"

"Or break up on the spot after the chicken, fly and dog jump?"

In the end, Ye Mo decided not to continue painting before going to bed.

"If I were him—"

"I will definitely propose to break up immediately, and I won't be so embarrassed and run away to bring humiliation on myself."

Ye Mo, who has watched the analysis of so many netizens under the post, is actually inclined to the fact that there must be something wrong with the poster's girlfriend.

After all, they have been in love for more than a year, and as a woman, even if she thinks a little about her boyfriend, she should refuse her best friend's invitation.

"She told her boyfriend like this, it seems that she is being honest with her boyfriend, but in fact, if she is really fine, it is better not to tell her with a clear conscience!"

"Eh, let's see the results tomorrow morning!"

Before falling asleep, all Ye Mo had left was this thought.

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When the sunlight of August poured into the first day had already spilled onto Ye Mo's bed through the gaps in the pale yellow curtains.

"A little kitten, meow."

The lively and lovely melodious ringtone suddenly sounded next to Ye Mo's pillow, and the "marshmallow" lying beside him lazily turned over and continued to sleep.

Ye Mo picked up the phone with his right hand sleepily, and when he saw the name of the caller ID on it, he pressed the answer touch screen and said angrily after pressing the answer touch screen if he didn't want to answer it:

"Mom, what time is it! It's hard to have a weekend, why did you call so early? ”

A nonchalant voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "What time is it?" It's already eight o'clock, okay! Hurry up and open the door for me, I'm already outside your door! ”

"Already here?" Ye Mo immediately became agitated, and felt completely sleepy.

Ye Mo, who was wearing blue and white pajamas and two shoes casually, complained on the phone, "Why don't you say hello in advance", but still reluctantly came out of the bedroom, walked to the front door of the house, and opened the door without thinking too much!

"Surprise!" As soon as the door opened, Ye Mo's mother, who was dressed in dark blue professional clothes, looked very refreshed, and immediately turned her two hands to the right and pointed to the beautiful girl standing beside her for Ye Mo.

The long-haired girl, who is more than 165 cm tall and weighs no more than 100 pounds, wears a white jacket and light blue jeans.

But what attracted Ye Mo's attention the most was that she was carrying a long black guitar bag behind her.

Although Ye Mo can't see the appearance of the guitar inside now, the moving picture of her sitting in front of her and playing and singing appeared in her mind for the first time.

Then in the next second, he immediately realized that he was still very sloppy when he got up, and the moving picture was immediately shattered by the words "loss of face"!

"I forgot to put cat food for the cat!" Leaving such a very far-fetched reason, Ye Mo immediately turned around and rushed back to his bedroom.

Because he was still wearing slippers on his feet, he tripped over the "marshmallow" in a hurry and forgot to put it away yesterday, and he almost fell down when he stumbled under his feet. . .

However, seeing her son's hurried appearance, Ye Mo's mother was still very satisfied and said to the guitar girl next to her:

"How about Xueqing? My son is very tall and handsome! ”

"Do you know why I brought you here for a surprise attack? I just want you to see when his appearance is at its worst. ”

"Just got up so sloppy and so handsome, can you imagine what he would be like if he was in a normal state!"

Han Xueqing listened to Ye Mo's mother unabashedly praise Ye Mo, although she knew that there was a saying that "every mother's child is always the best in her heart", she still had to admit in her heart that this boy named Ye Mo was indeed too handsome!

It was just the first time they met, and Han Xueqing saw that Ye Mo's height was more than 180 cm, and her delicate facial features were like the comic male protagonists she had seen, which was enough to make thousands of girls obsessed.

However, Han Xueqing also has strong confidence in his appearance!

From the "porcelain doll" in the mouth of the adults around her when she was a child, to the "Han family has a girl who has just grown up" praised by the adults around her when she was a teenager, until she reached the age of her freshman year, when she walked on the campus of Qingmei University, the return rate of the boys she met was almost as high as 100%!

Not only that, at the beginning of the semester, when students could apply for clubs independently, Han Xueqing also became the object of competition among the seniors of various clubs.

Less than a week after the start of the new semester, she has been designated by the head of the Qingya Club, who is responsible for various evening parties in the school every year, to perform a self-playing and self-singing song program as a freshman representative at the orientation party on September 1st!

Besides, Ye Mo, who had returned to the bedroom at this time, closed the door, wanted to find his best clothes from the wardrobe immediately, and immediately dress himself up as the most handsome and cool.

But as soon as his eyes saw the easel in the corner, his hands immediately itched.

"Forget it, no matter!"

"The image can be redeemed for a while, but the impression that I just saw for a short time can't make it fade!"

Thinking of this, Ye Mo immediately couldn't wait to sit down in front of the easel, picked up a pencil scattered on the ground, and quickly began to sketch on the white paper.