186, Chapter 186
Yuan Yuanyuan returned to the room expressionlessly, removed the illusion, and then lay on her back on the bed.
She kept thinking about a question in her mind - am I too sensitive, or have I become sensitive automatically after coming here?
Yuan Yuanyuan was drinking Coke facing the moon while listening to the door being knocked. She was silent for a while, walked over, and saw who was standing outside through the cat's eye.
It was the old man with white beard.
Yuan Yuanyuan was a little dazed. Since the last time the old man left, she didn't expect that the other party would come to find her a long time ago, so she didn't expect that her door would be knocked in the middle of the night.
The old man with white beard was holding a wine jar in his hand. The wine jar was a very rough one, the most common rough liquor jar, the kind usually used to hold Shao knives in TV dramas.
Yuan Yuanyuan watched the old man's movements and slowly opened the door. The old man glanced at her and asked, "Lord Yuan, the moonlight tonight is beautiful, very suitable for moon watching... Can you go for a drink with me?"
There was another person standing behind him, a very beautiful woman. Although the wine was ordinary, the female monster behind him did not look ordinary. She was a very strange woman. Just standing there, she was very dazzling.
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The woman had a very beautiful widow's peak, a face like a perfect peach heart, a very classical beauty, and the pink on her face was like flying clouds.
She was wearing a bright red dress and holding a huge tray in her hand. There were two wine bowls on the tray. The bright red dress and this dress suddenly reminded Yuan Yuanyuan of herself in Qiuying.
Yuan Yuanyuan felt that this scene was a bit strange. It looked like it happened in Qiuying. The woman in red behind should be herself...but she was standing here at this time.
As soon as the woman came, she knew what he was going to do. The old man probably wanted to invite her to drink. This was the way that Yuan Yuanyuan was familiar with among the monsters to invite people to drink. Generally, there would be a little monster behind them to pour wine. The way that the head of the Lan family invited her to drink before was just like a joke.
She opened the door and let the two people in. The old man looked at Yuan Yuanyuan and made a gesture of please to her.
When he made the gesture, Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned.
Yuan Yuanyuan always felt that this action seemed to have been seen in a costume drama... Although she didn't remember which one, it should be a very sophisticated action.
Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to imitate the old man's action and give him another one, but she didn't know how to do it. After thinking about it, she felt that it would be embarrassing to do it, so she stopped her action.
The woman in red walked in slowly. Every movement she made was very slow, but with an extremely graceful feeling. Usually, she would pause slightly after each movement, and the pause was like a painting, but the time was very short, and she would quickly continue to the next movement.
These two people...
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at them warily, and a word slowly emerged in her mind - they are not kind.
What the hell are you doing in someone else's dormitory at night? Yuan Yuanyuan thought warily.
...
In fact, if the old man knew what she was thinking, he might press her to death in the toilet.
Half an hour later, Yuan Yuanyuan sat in front of the huge French window, and she kept a confused look on her face.
It was the first time she knew that the small European-style window next to the room could be turned into such a huge French window. The woman in red clothes took only five minutes to turn the area into this huge platform style. She fumbled around the window and pressed a mechanism. Suddenly, a mist gradually floated up around her. Two small cushions were placed on the platform. Everything around her seemed to have changed in style.
The mist around seemed to carry a hint of pleasant water vapor. The woman slowly pulled down the curtains that were originally behind her. All of a sudden, the modern facilities behind her were isolated, leaving only this small pavilion that looked like a poet in ancient times enjoying the moon and drinking.
Yuan Yuanyuan sat on the futon, watching the woman in red pouring wine for her, and she was still confused.
They were both barmaids... Why was the other party's business ability so strong?
She looked at the woman in red next to her. The woman in red noticed Yuan Yuanyuan's gaze and suddenly smiled gently. The layer of red on her face seemed to be redder. She slowly raised her wide sleeves and covered half of her face, as if she chuckled.
Yuan Yuanyuan turned her head sharply.
Good! I can't be so decadent anymore. This kind of people is the goal of my evolution!
The old man and the woman still didn't know what Yuan Yuanyuan was thinking... In fact, if they knew, there might be more than one person who would press her into the toilet at this moment.
Yuan Yuanyuan was wearing a sports suit, which was obviously out of place with the two people next to her. They all dressed up before coming. Yuan Yuanyuan in a sports suit always felt like someone who had walked into a dance party in pajamas.
The old man said to Yuan Yuanyuan silently, "It's been a hundred years... a hundred years, sir."
Yuan Yuanyuan lowered his head, slowly drank the wine in the glass, and then put down the bowl. The wine was very strong, so it was best to drink it with this huge and rough bowl.
This kind of bowl, in such an occasion, exudes a sense of refinement from its simplicity. The woman in red is very skilled in arranging the occasion. The surroundings are very elegant, but there is also a kind of eerie feeling that is vaguely present in the monster.
Yuan Yuanyuan put down the bowl and was silent for a long time. The old man looked at her, and the woman pouring wine next to her kept her head down. After a while, Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly said sorry to the old man, and then silently took out her mobile phone from her chest...
... There was no way, she just looked at the watch and it was already half past eleven. Now the monster record has been sent, and it is really uncomfortable to not see her.
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't care about the old man's feelings. She had to read the Monster Records anyway. The old man didn't have much emotion towards her. Perhaps in his eyes, being able to read the Monster Records first was also a particularly responsible thing...
Under the beautiful moonlight, there was an old man in ancient costumes and a woman in red. Next to him was a man in sportswear, who kept pressing a mobile phone in his hand. The light of the mobile phone was reflected on "his" face... It looked even more weird.
...
The moment the Monster Records was opened, Yuan Yuanyuan felt that today's cover was particularly beautiful, and it was the kind of feeling that would not be too out of place even in this environment.
The picture was full of various flowers... No one in the dream could see the face clearly. Only a figure could be seen sitting vaguely in the flowers, with a bamboo curtain covering his face.
His seat was very upright. From the side, he should be very thin, but sitting there like a green bamboo.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at it carefully for a few times, and suddenly she saw what was behind the "flowers" in the painting. It was a group of flowers made of dead bones. The petals flying all over the sky blurred the shadows around, and people could not notice the truth of the flowers behind at first glance. Yuan Yuanyuan thought that although the painting was beautiful at first glance, it had a spooky feeling. After paying more attention, she found the trick inside.
She was stunned for a moment, and her first reaction was not how scary the painting was, but how creative the painting was... Because those dead bone flowers were so beautiful and looked very artistic, even Yuan Yuanyuan, who was afraid of those weird things, could not help but appreciate the painting more than fear.
The person behind the bamboo curtain looked very gentle, but sitting in this piece of bone flowers was inexplicably weird. He was wearing a graceful dress similar to the Wei and Jin Dynasties, with a tall hair crown on his head, and could be vaguely seen as a man.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at today's comics and felt that today's content might be a bit interesting and exciting. However, the woman in red behind her looked at it and suddenly seemed to be frightened. She covered her mouth and whispered "ah".
The old man looked back at the woman in red, and the woman in red immediately lowered her head again. Yuan Yuanyuan didn't care. She clicked on the comics, but suddenly found that the scene in the comics was inexplicably familiar...
This first scene... took a closer look and turned out to be the scene where she had just put on a vest and went downstairs to eat. She felt a little speechless... and a little ashamed in the speechlessness.
Damn, why even this kind of thing... was drawn for me, big brother, I was wrong, I will never dare to bully children again next time!
The whole picture is roughly explained from the perspective of three rookies, watching a very good-looking person walk up to them, and talk to them for a long time, and finally slowly leave.
Then the perspective immediately turned to the "very good-looking" person. The further he walked up, the colder his face became, until he slowly turned into an expressionless face. That face gradually changed, becoming more aggressive, and then turned into a face that readers are very familiar with...
This... You still change the perspective! You still change the perspective! It's obvious that you are embarrassing me! Yuan Yuanyuan's face turned red, and she didn't dare to read the previous part. She hurriedly turned the page and read something else.
Fortunately, there were very few things in the front... less than two pages, a bit like a "setting poem". Yuan Yuanyuan turned two pages and found that there was nothing, and she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the picture below, which was "Yuan" slowly walking up the stairs. After a while, the picture slowly faded and became a feeling of fog, a bit like an illusion.
Is this... another memory killing? Or future killing? Yuan Yuanyuan was unsure at first, because the next scene was someone calling Yuan to drink. She thought that Ji Qiu was speculating about the future again, and then started to draw randomly. But when Yuan appeared in the comic, Yuan Yuanyuan realized at once that this was not the future... this was the past.
Because one of Yuan's hands reappeared in the comic.
That hand was slender and snow-white, and he held an ancient fan in his hand, and the handle of the fan was very white.
He walked slowly in a corridor. Yuan Yuanyuan could not see his face, but only his back, very straight, and a jade pendant beside him swayed gently with his movements.
Every step was a freeze frame, like a painting.
Ji Qiu drew all the details, and his "lens" gradually shifted from those hands to the black hair, the white ears, and the slender tail of the eyes that he occasionally glimpsed... Almost every part made Yuan Yuanyuan's heart itch.
These freeze frames are not only freeze frames on the paintings, but can even be freeze frames in the three-dimensional world. Yuan Yuanyuan looked at Ji Qiu's paintings and vaguely felt as if she saw a moving picture, a graceful young man slowly passed through an ancient corridor, leaving behind a white back.
Although she herself is "this person" now... but it must be said that she has become interested in this person in the comics.
Because she knows that person is not her, but a person with a similar face to her.
She watched "Yuan" slowly walk to the end of the corridor, and suddenly Ji Qiu drew his entire figure... and it appeared on the screen all of a sudden.
At that moment, Yuan Yuanyuan was suddenly fascinated by this face that she had always felt a little disgusted with.
The feeling she had never had before swept over her. She had never clearly realized at such a moment that the person in the painting and she were actually two completely different people.