...

"A Yu, A Yu..."

The man couldn't break free from the shackles of the editor, and his eyes rolled.

“Wow~”

He pushed open the window hard.

The wind whistled, mixed with raindrops poured in.

The man touched his face and then lay down on the windowsill.

He looked out, 'Ayu, Ayu...'

"A Yu, where are you?!"

"A Yu..."

...

"Enough!"

Editor Zhang pulled the man off the windowsill.

"Bang~"

He closed the window vigorously.

The whole room seemed to tremble slightly because of this.

"Ayu is just your hallucination!"

Editor Zhang shouted, "She is gone, it means your hallucination is ready."

"What else are you looking for her to do?!"

...

Editor Zhang was a little breathless.

Looking at the man who was no longer struggling, he slowly let out a sigh of relief, "Zhang He."

He couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, "You're okay."

"Your hallucination is ready."

"You can't see Ah Yu."

"You're fine."

But soon, the excitement between his eyebrows and eyes gradually faded. Looking at the man in front of him with a dazed look, he thought the other party had not reacted yet.

After all, things changed so quickly, he didn't expect it to be so smooth, even giving him a little thunder and raindrops?

Aren’t mental illnesses very difficult to treat?

He was still worried about the man's abnormality just now, but now the man said that Ah Yu is gone and his hallucinations are gone.

Isn't the hallucination gone, that means...

He grabbed the man's shoulder and shook it hard, "Did you hear it, Zhang He?"

"Hello!"

"Your hallucination disappeared!"

"You're fine!"

"Your spirit is fine!"

But his excitement did not resonate at all.

A strange look appeared on Editor Zhang's face, "...Are you unhappy?"

"Zhang He, your hallucination has disappeared, you-"

"No!"

The man suddenly interrupted Editor Zhang loudly.

Then he murmured in a low voice, "No, no..."

The green light just now and the faint smell of blood in the air made him uneasy.

He suddenly looked up at Editor Zhang, "Editor Zhang, are you injured?"

"ah?"

The man's inexplicable question stunned Editor Zhang for a moment, "Injured?"

He subconsciously looked at himself, "No."

"Okay, how could I get hurt?"

"Why do you ask that?"

......

"I smelled blood."

The man felt a little sad because of Editor Zhang's words.

Since Editor Zhang was not injured, then...

How could it be?

The man shook his head vigorously.

Isn’t Ayu an illusion for him?

How could you get injured?
Chapter completed!