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The balcony of the apartment was only a few square meters, barely enough to fit two rattan chairs and a round table. Looking at the lights of thousands of homes in Lion City, Ryan squinted his eyes comfortably.
Compared with the luxurious life of those Fire-Chasing Senators, this is too ordinary, but for people like him, ordinary daily life is precious.
"It's so comfortable." He likes to enjoy the present moment. Even though he knows that Lion City's fate will be similar to Canghai's, just sooner or later, it will not affect his mood.
Always thinking about the destruction of the world is both hypocritical and insane. Even if a Herrscher appears tomorrow and turns this place into ruins, at least everything is normal tonight.
This kind of thinking can also be applied to Sakura and Ling. Knowing that the final outcome of the two sisters is a tragedy, do you feel pity for them and deliberately avoid them, or act like a self-righteous savior?
No need for that. Since Sakura is already his companion, he just needs to face it with a normal mind.
No need to pretend, face others with your true self, is this what Alicia calls the 'true self'?
Ryan laughed at himself. Although they were both his true selves, he was much more complicated than Alicia. It was him who crushed the poisonous pupae, and it was also him who played games with Ling.
Therefore, Ying's wild thoughts were totally unnecessary. For the right person, he didn't bother to pretend.
Sitting there was getting a bit boring, so he took out his cell phone and logged into Message, which was a rare occurrence.
buzzing.
His phone suddenly vibrated. Ever since he joined the Fire Moth, he had been very busy every day. He hadn't used social software for a long time, and his mailbox was filled with numerous unread messages.
"Oh my god, this person is so boring. Has the collapse not affected her yet?"
Mei needs no introduction. Kevin also hasn't sent a message for a long time. However, the flower-shaped avatar has left more than two hundred unread messages.
【Why not update yet? 】
[Author, don't pretend to be dead. I know you are alive. ]
[I said I would finish it, so I must keep my word. 】
【crying】
【Poke, poke, poke】
......
It was all about "blooming like a flower", which made Ryan scratch his neck. He quickly opened the backstage to take a look and found that the number of readers was only one-fifth of what it used to be, and his colleagues were all eunuchs.
You don't need to ask to know that many people are physically disabled. Everyone is busy escaping and the Internet may even be down. How can they have time to read novels?
'He was still urging me to update yesterday. This person must be the descendant of a big family, and definitely not someone related to the Fire Moth, otherwise he wouldn't be so idle.'
He thought about it and typed softly.
【I have some free time today, so I will write a little. 】
Yes, I said I would finish it, so I'll just squeeze out some time.
As soon as Ryan sent the message, his phone vibrated.
[Really? ] (starry eyes)
He replied instantly!
Ryan really couldn't understand who in today's world would play with their mobile phone so late at night.
[I said in my remarks when the game was released that I won’t abandon it until I die, I will just update it more slowly.]
[Yeah, yeah, I won't rush you anymore. Just treat it as a greeting between old friends, okay?]
Hey, why are you so considerate this time? It’s like you know I’m very busy.
Ryan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it. To be honest, he was quite moved to see these unread messages. For example, the lost reading volume meant that many people would never be able to read novels in their lifetime.
Where are you now?
He typed a few words and quickly deleted them. Well, let's just keep some anticipation in mind to see if this person can live to see the day when the world's Internet is cut off.
【Wait, I'll write it now. 】
[Great, I won’t sleep tonight! ] (Looking forward)
Ryan pursed his lips and smiled. It felt good to be expected by others. He simply opened the typing software on his phone and slightly raised his head to recall the plot. Fortunately, he had a good memory and was able to connect with the previous plot.
The last time he was at the Mobius Institute, he updated one chapter and basically finished writing about the Sixth Angel.
"Just write a love story, let the male lead come to his senses, and give some benefits. The censors will definitely not be in the mood to strictly check GHS now."
Ryan found an opportunity and his fingers left afterimages on the nine-square grid. Even with a mobile phone, he wrote more than 5,000 words per hour, but he got stuck when it came to the bonus plot.
How can I write it in a more sexy way?
Ryan scratched his head and subconsciously opened the second moderator, but the big 404 made him grit his teeth.
Damn it, this website has to be down. Isn’t it said that good people will have a peaceful life?
Da da da......
Just at this moment, the sound of slippers was heard. Ryan turned his head and saw Sakura slowly walking towards him with a teapot.
Her long pink hair was wet, obviously she had just taken a shower. She was wearing a large-size T-shirt, revealing a pair of smooth and slender legs. Coupled with her cool expression, she looked like a lotus emerging from water.
Ryan moved his nose and smelled a faint body fragrance, somewhat like the scent of wintersweet.
It's plain, yet refreshing, and it brings a flash of inspiration.
Isn’t there a real model here? Well, let’s start from when the second female lead finishes taking a shower.
"Ying, do me a favor and lean over the table a little bit. Yes, yes, half cover your collar."
The girl was confused, thinking that Ryan had some important research, so she listened to him, put her hands on the table, and leaned down slightly.
"so?"
Ryan looked up, and through the wide neckline, he could vaguely see two round hemispheres, but they were slightly covered by the hands. Coupled with the confused expression, it gave the illusion that he was reluctant to accept.
"Yes, yes, it is this taste that can inspire me to create art."
Art? Shouldn't it be science?
Ying was even more confused, her cheeks felt hot from being looked at by such a gaze, and the smile on Ryan's lips seemed evil no matter how she looked at it.
"Ryan, what on earth are you doing?"
"I was writing a novel and was stuck when you came. It really helped me a lot."
"Can you also write novels?" Ying immediately leaned over. She had good eyesight and caught the words before the screen went off.
[Gray's feet slipped and she pushed Zhen to the ground. He immediately felt a hint of softness and the wetness of her hair. He looked up and saw the deep grooves and the two bright red spots on the top...]
Sakura's face turned red as she remembered the incident with the stockings.
"You, you, what did you write? And I'm wearing clothes underneath!"
"Ahem, I saw it, and this is called divergent thinking in art." Ryan was as steady as an old dog, and had already thought of an excuse: "You have also seen those nude paintings. I just used words to describe her beauty, which has long transcended animal desires."
"But you wrote it according to me."
Tsk, he actually got smarter.
Ryan licked his lips, put the phone down, crossed his hands to support his head, his eyes pure and deep: "No, you just represent the beauty of countless women, just like those legendary sculptures, they have long surpassed the original models and become the symbol of the concept of 'beauty'."
"And you also turned into light at that moment, beautiful light, and what I want to do is to use words to capture that beauty until the end of human civilization."
I don't understand, but it seems very powerful.
Ying blinked. Ryan now reminded her of the time when they first met. He was smart and serious, and had a unique charm.
After a long silence, the blush on her face faded away, and she said gratefully, "I think I learned something again."
Phew, luckily I’m not smart enough. By the way, what was I just talking about?
Ryan couldn't remember and felt it was unimportant, so he was just about to make a fuss about it.
Ding.
The phone vibrated and they both turned around subconsciously.
Ruhuaxuanlan: [Hehe, your GHS is pretty good, but you can’t be shy! ] (dog head)
Sakura blinked again and pointed at her phone, tilting her head slightly.
"Art???"
Chapter 103 I am really an artist. Sad news
The night breeze was blowing and the Lion City was still prosperous. If it weren't for the fighter planes whizzing past, it would be no different from before.
Ryan took a piece of newspaper to cover his face, and occasionally glanced at Sakura opposite. In the hazy moonlight, he could see the water droplets dripping from her hair and her white neck, but her face was expressionless, which was a bit scary.
Ying didn't do anything to him, but there was a hint of wariness in her eyes. Without going into details, all the explanations given today were definitely in vain.
This bastard ruined my glorious image. Well, I can't blame him. He is a picky guy and he can't help it when he sees something sour. It's his instinct.
"Ahem, I've already taught this vulgar pen pal a lesson. You know, artists are always hard to understand, that's why they are so rare."
Ying glanced at him sideways, looking as if she didn't believe anything he said. She was a little depressed and almost got fooled again.
This won't work, we need to change the subject.
Ryan moved his butt, his brain started working quickly, and he soon came up with an idea.
"Is Ling asleep?"
"Well, I just went to bed. I finally finished my homework. I don't know if I can catch up after school starts next week." Sakura really perked up when she talked about her sister, and showed an apologetic expression, "I have to hire a babysitter tomorrow. I'm sorry, I wasted too much time."
It’s easy to control sister complex, but momentary amnesia is okay.
Ryan grinned slightly, already prepared his trump card.
"You don't have to worry about that. I've already made arrangements when I went to buy the rabbit doll today. A middle-aged woman will come to my house tomorrow to apply for a job. She is absolutely reliable."
Ying paused while wiping her hair and asked in confusion, "Don't you have the authority?"
"It has nothing to do with the Fire Moth. It's just a mental suggestion. It's very effective for ordinary people and has very few side effects."
Ying suddenly remembered that Ryan also had the ability to soft kill. Back then in the small town, he made those people leave with just one sentence. She didn't need to ask any questions, as she had already believed in this man's methods.
The slight unhappiness just now was immediately thrown behind him, and his face was full of gratitude and a little embarrassment.
“Sometimes I don’t know how to thank you enough. I owe you so much as a partner.”
"Are you feeling uneasy?"