Chapter 1265 Hallucination?
"I have no mental problems!"
The man shouted excitedly.
"I think the argument between us has just concluded."
Editor Zhang was very calm, "Auntie didn't see Ayu."
"If you can't believe what Auntie and I say, you can ask a few more people."
"However, I advise you not to ask anyone here."
"After all, you live here."
"If the matter spreads, it will have a bad impact on you."
Editor Zhang's calm remarks made the man feel as if he had been punched in cotton.
I'm holding my breath, but I can't let it out.
He didn't want to appear unreasonable.
However, he looked at Ayu with wide eyes.
Ayu does not exist?
Is it his own fantasy?
This is ridiculous.
He never had any mental problems.
He always felt optimistic.
How could he hallucinate?
It doesn't make sense.
Moreover, the Ayu in front of me is so real, how can there be any falsehood?
He couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch Ayu.
He wanted to confirm her truth with his own hands.
"Hiss~"
The man suddenly retracted his hand, with a wry smile on his face.
Could this snake be fake too?
Is this also his fantasy?
How could he have such a fantasy?
Although he was indeed painting paintings in a style similar to A Yu during this period.
However, in fact, he prefers cute girls to Yu Jie.
If what he saw before him was really his imagination, how could Ayu be in such a posture?
"Ayu. Is it fake?"
He whispered.
I don't know if I'm talking to myself or asking a question.
I don't even know if I'm asking Editor Zhang or Ayu, who seems to be indifferent to everything around him.
The man suddenly became dissatisfied.
He was so confused.
Why does Ayu act like nothing happened?
She is also a party involved.
Editor Zhang said she was fake.
He said she was his hallucination.
Why isn't she angry?
Why didn't she object?
Why didn't she react at all?
Why can't Editor Zhang and Aunt see her?
Now, "Ayu."
"Why?"
The man took a deep breath and asked, "Why can't they see you?"
"Are you fake?"
"Are you my fantasy?"
"Tell me."
"Ayu."
The man's voice had an imperceptible tremor.
Concubine Yu Shi glanced at Editor Zhang.
For the first time, it felt that humans who couldn't see it were in such trouble.
It initially agreed to the man's request just for fun.
But now, the direction of things is not so interesting.
It shook its head.
The man's eyes lit up, "Ayu, you are not my hallucination, are you?"
Concubine Yu Shi looked at the man quietly and did not answer.
"Speak, Ayu."
The man increased his volume, his face full of anxiety and confusion, "Why don't you speak?"
"You were clearly shaking your head just now."
"You are real and not my illusion, right?"
"Why can only I see you?"
"Why can't anyone see you?"
"Why?"
"Tell me!"
"Ayu!"
Looking at the excited man, Yushi’s concubine thought, it’s time for him to leave.
At first, it was curious about the man's expression when he knew it was a monster, but now, it doesn't want to know anymore.
Even if you don't see it, you can imagine it.
It's not like he's never seen such an expression before.
I don’t know why I suddenly became curious again? Maybe I haven't seen him for a long time, so I forgot about it.
But looking at the man at this moment, it remembered.
It was a more hysterical and disbelieving expression than the man's current expression.
It's interesting to watch it once.
After watching too much, it felt a little bored.
Nothing new.
It's very noisy.
"Jang Hyuk!"
Editor Zhang shouted louder.
The rain was falling, and there was a commotion between heaven and earth.
Editor Zhang was a little thankful 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 rain.
It provided a good cover for their conversation at this time.
"Calm down."
Editor Zhang slowed down his speaking speed and his tone returned to normal.
"Sometimes people inevitably encounter situations like this."
"It doesn't matter."
Editor Zhang put his hand on the man's shoulder and looked at the man's confused expression, "You just need to realize that Ayu is just your illusion."
"It's just an illusion, you can overcome it."
"Illusion. Overcome"
The man muttered unconsciously.
I just feel like my brain is like a paste, and I can't figure out a clear context at all.
He didn't understand, how could things become like this?
He thought that his persistence and hard work had finally paid off.
His fortune finally turned around.
Good things happen one after another.
He is optimistic about his editor, the muse who inspires his creative inspiration. He has never felt that his dream is so close to him.
So close.
It seemed that as long as he worked a little harder, he could reach out and grab his dream.
However, now everything fell apart before his eyes.
So strange.
His muse is just his illusion.
Is there something wrong with him mentally?
Has he become mentally ill?
So, will Editor Zhang still sign a contract with him?
Can his paintings still be exhibited?
Can he still publish a collection of paintings?
Is everything in front of me real?
Is his hallucination just Ayu?
Is he sick?
Will his illness become more severe?
He was suddenly frightened.
Getting more and more scared.
The previous joy seemed like glowing foam.
But with a light touch, the foam shattered and the light disappeared.
There was darkness before his eyes.
"Hello."
Feeling the slightly trembling body under his hands, Editor Zhang frowned. He had never been in contact with people with mental problems before, and he didn't know how to get along with such people.
Could it be that what he just said irritated Zhang He?
However, he didn't say anything special.
He considers his tone and attitude to be very gentle.
Seeing Zhang He with a strange expression on his face, Editor Zhang felt a little at a loss.
However, people with mental problems cannot be judged by common sense.
He quickly calmed down.
"Jang He."
"Jang Hyuk!"
Seeing the man's eyes finally regain some focus, Editor Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.
Because it was his relationship that caused the man to fall into chaos, he couldn't just walk away like that.
"Is your home up there?"
"Let's talk at your house."
"I think you need to sit down and rest for a while."
"Calm down."
"It's just an illusion, no big deal."
"Really?"
The man asked subconsciously.
It's not actually a bad situation for him to be like this, is it?
"Really."
Editor Zhang took the man's arm and said, "Let's go to your house first."
After the man was sent home, he felt relieved.
(End of chapter)