Chapter 1265 Hallucination?

“There’s nothing wrong with my mind!”

The man shouted a little excitedly.

"I think our argument has come to an end just now."

Editor Zhang was very calm, "Auntie didn't see Ayu."

"If you can't be convinced by what I and my aunt say, you can ask a few more people."

"But I advise you not to ask anyone here."

"After all, you live here."

"If the news gets out, it will have a bad impact on you."

Editor Zhang's calm remarks made the man feel like he had punched cotton.

Holding my breath, but unable to vent.

He didn't want to seem unreasonable.

But he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ayu.

Ayu doesn't exist?
Is it his own fantasy?
This is ridiculous.

He never had any mental problems.

He always considered himself optimistic.

How could he be hallucinating?
It doesn't make sense.

Moreover, the Ayu in front of me was so real, how could there be any falsehood in him?

He couldn't help but reach out and want to touch Ayu.

He wanted to confirm her authenticity with his own hands.

"hiss~"

The man suddenly withdrew his hand and showed a bitter smile on his face.

Could it be that this snake is also fake?

Is this also his fantasy?

How could he have such a fantasy?
Although he has indeed been painting in a style similar to A Yu's during this period.

But, in fact, he prefers cute girls more than mature women.

If what he saw before him was really his fantasy, why would Ayu be in such a posture?
"Ayu, is it fake?"

He whispered.

I don’t know if he was talking to himself or asking a question.

I didn't even know whether he was asking Editor Zhang or A Yu, who seemed indifferent to everything around him.

The man suddenly felt dissatisfied.

He is so conflicted.

Why did Ayu act as if nothing had happened?
She is also a party involved.

Editor Zhang said she was fake.

Said she was his hallucination.

Why isn't she angry?
Why didn't she refute?
Why didn't she react at all?

Why can’t Editor Zhang and the aunt see her?
Now, "Ah Yu."

"why?"

The man took a deep breath, "Why can't they see you?"

"Are you fake?"

"Are you my fantasy?"

"tell me."

"Ayu."

There was a barely perceptible tremor in the man's voice.

Yu Shiqi glanced at Editor Zhang.

For the first time, it felt that humans who couldn't see it could be so troublesome.

It initially agreed to the man's request just out of fun.

But now, things are not so interesting.

It shook its head.

The man's eyes lit up, "Ayu, you're not my illusion, are you?"

Yu Shiqi looked at the man quietly without answering.

"Speak up, Ayu."

The man raised his voice, his face full of anxiety and confusion, "Why don't you speak?"

"You clearly shook your head just now."

"You are real, not my illusion, right?"

"Why am I the only one who can see you?"

"Why can't anyone see you?"

"why?"

"Tell me!"

"Ayu!"

Looking at the excited man, Yu Shiqi thought it was time for it to leave.

At first, it was curious about the man's expression after he knew it was a monster, but now, it didn't want to know anymore.

Even without seeing it, you can imagine it.

It's not like it hasn't seen that kind of expression before.

I don't know why I'm suddenly curious again. Maybe it's because I haven't seen it for too long, so I've forgotten a little.

But looking at the man at this moment, it remembered.

It was an expression even more hysterical and incredulous than the man's current one.

It's interesting to watch once.

After watching it for a long time, it felt a little bored.

Nothing new.

And very noisy.

"Zhang Hyuk!"

Editor Zhang shouted even louder.

The sound of rain was pouring down, and the world was filled with noise.

Editor Zhang was somewhat thankful for the weather at that time.

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

It just happened to rain.

It actually provided a good cover for their conversation at the moment.

"Calm down."

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

“Sometimes people are bound to encounter such situations.”

"It's ok."

Editor Zhang placed his hand on the man's shoulder and looked at his 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 murmured unconsciously.

My brain felt like a mess and I couldn't make any clear sense.

He didn't understand why things turned out like this?

He thought his persistence and hard work had finally paid off.

His luck finally came.

Good things happen one after another.

With an editor who believes in him and a muse who inspires his creative inspiration, he has never felt that his dream is so close to him.

A stone's throw away.

It seemed that if he just tried a little harder, he could reach out and grab his dream.

But now everything was shattered before his eyes.

too weird.

His muse is just his illusion.

Is there something wrong with his mind?

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 an art collection?
Is everything in front of me real?

Is his hallucination just Ayu?
Is he sick?
Will his illness get worse?

He suddenly became afraid.

Getting more and more scared.

The previous joy and excitement seemed like glowing bubbles.

But with a slight touch, the foam shattered and the light disappeared.

There was darkness before his eyes.

"Hey."

Editor Zhang frowned when he felt the slightly trembling body under his hand. He had never come into contact with a person with mental problems before and didn't know how to get along with such a person.

Could it be that his words just now irritated Zhang He?
But he didn't say anything special.

He thought his tone and attitude were very gentle.

Looking at Zhang He with a strange expression on his face, Editor Zhang felt a little helpless.

However, people with mental problems cannot be judged by common sense.

He quickly calmed down.

"Jang Hyuk."

"Zhang Hyuk!"

Editor Zhang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man's eyes finally regain some focus.

Since it was his relationship that put the man in such a mess, he couldn't just walk away.

"Is your house 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.

His situation isn't actually that bad, is it?
"real."

Editor Zhang grabbed the man's arm and said, "Come on, let's go to your house first."

He felt relieved after sending the man back home.

(End of this chapter)