The sound of rain was clamoring, and the world was noisy.

Editor Zhang is a little grateful for the weather at this time.

It was also a coincidence that the man made an appointment with him to meet today.

It just happened to be rainy.

It provides a good cover for their conversation at this time.

"Calm down."

Editor Zhang slowed down his speech and his tone returned to normal.

"Sometimes people will inevitably encounter such a situation."

"It doesn't matter."

Editor Zhang put his hand on the man's shoulder and looked at the man's confused and confused expression, "You just need to realize that Ayu is just your hallucination."

"It's just hallucinations, you can overcome them."

"Illusion...overcome..."

The man murmured unconsciously.

I just feel that my brain is like paste and I can't figure out a clear context at all.

He didn't understand, why did things turn out like this?

He thought that his persistence and hard work had finally been rewarded.

He finally came to work.

Good things happen one after another.

The muse who is optimistic about his editors and inspires his creative works has never felt that his dream is so close to him at any moment.

A short distance away.

It seems that as long as he works a little harder, he can grasp his dream.

But now everything was broken before his eyes.

Too strange.

His muse is just his hallucination.

Is there something wrong with his mental state?

Has he become mentally ill?

So, will Editor Zhang still sign a contract with him?

Can his paintings be exhibited?

Can he still produce a collection of paintings?

......

Is everything in front of you real?

Is his hallucination just Ah Yu?

Is he sick?

Will his illness become more serious?

He suddenly became scared.

More and more scared.

The joy that had been before seemed like a glowing bubble.

But with a light touch, the foam broke and the light disappeared.

There was darkness in front of his eyes.

......

"Hello."

Feeling the slightly trembling body of his subordinates, Editor Zhang frowned. He had never had contact with someone with mental problems before, and he didn't know how to get along with such a person.

Could it be that his words just now stimulated Zhang He?

But he didn't say anything special.

He thought his tone and attitude were very gentle.

Looking at Zhang He with a wrong expression, Editor Zhang was a little helpless.

However, people with mental problems are not judged by common sense.

He quickly calmed down.

"Zhang He."

"Zhang He!"

Seeing the man's eyes that had finally recovered a little focal length, Editor Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

Because it was his relationship that caused the man to be in chaos, he couldn't just leave.

"Is your house right up there?"

"Let's talk to you at your house."

"I think you need to sit and rest for a while."

"Calm down."

"It's just an hallucination, it's no big deal."

"real?"

The man subconsciously asked.

This is not a bad situation for him, isn't it?

"real."

Editor Zhang grabbed the man's arm and said, "Let's go, let's go to your house first."
Chapter completed!