Chapter 1269 Searching, Sick

The man's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word to refute.

Editor Zhang's words made him feel even more uneasy.

He believed that Ayu was just injured.

Editor Zhang has never seen Ayu.

He didn't know that Ayu definitely didn't look like he would die so easily.

but
Even though he tried so hard to tell himself that A Yu would be fine, the man still couldn't control his disordered heartbeat.

He was worried.

Even a little scared.

He didn't know why he cared so much about Ayu?
He had only met her a few times.

However, Ayu extended a helping hand to him when he was soaking wet and drunk.

Well, the situation at that time should be that he insisted on reaching out to Ayu for help.

But Ayu did not refuse.

A Yu sent him home.

He was very grateful to Ayu.

He was deeply impressed by Ayu's peculiar appearance and the snake on his body.

Ayu is very special.

So special that once you meet her, you will never forget her.

……

Perhaps it is this specialness that makes it difficult for him to easily accept the fact that A Yu is no longer here.

He didn't know what Ayu was.

But Ayu never hurt him.

Ayu helped himself who was drunk and unable to walk in the heavy rain.

He was the one making the demands all the time.

He begged the other person to help him and be his model.

It was obviously me who took the initiative, so why should I suspect Ayu of having bad intentions?

This is so weird isn't it?
Something might have happened to Ayu now.

He knew that something might have happened to Ayu...

"I'm going to find her!"

After saying this, the man hurried out of the room.

"open-"

Editor Zhang looked at the disappeared figure and swallowed the rest of his words.

He shook his head.

When he first found out that Ayu was an illusion, wasn't this guy quite scared?
Isn’t it good that we can’t see Ayu now?
Now that A Yu is dead, Zhang He has nothing to worry about.

He didn't quite understand what Zhang He was thinking?

If something really goes wrong, you won't be able to blame anyone.

……

"Ayu, Ayu..."

Editor Zhang heard the shouting coming from downstairs.

This is an old neighborhood and the sound insulation is not very good.

Basically, if the people downstairs speak louder, the people upstairs can hear them.

Editor Zhang opened the window and looked down.

Then I saw Zhang He wandering around in the rain like a drowned chicken without an umbrella.

Even though he couldn't see Zhang He's expression clearly due to the distance and rain and fog, he could hear the man's anxiety and worry from his voice.

Could that A Yu be a fox demon?

Editor Zhang couldn't help but guess.

Isn’t it said that fox demons are the best at bewitching people?

However, are there fox demons that dark?
Thinking of A Yu in Zhang He's painting, he hesitated.

black Fox?

Or maybe Ayu is not a fox demon at all.

But are they other evil spirits that have the ability to bewitch people?
He looked down at the jade pendant in his hand.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the color of the jade pendant seemed to have become a little darker?
Is it because of the attack on Ayu?

To be honest, once he accepted the setting the man had just told him, he did find the whole thing much easier to understand.

He gently stroked the jade pendant in his hand.

The mood is not that bad.

Although the original purpose of getting to know A Yu could not be achieved.

But his trip was not in vain.

At least he found the jade pendant that he had never cared much about... maybe it really is a treasure.

It's worth it.

He was more patient with Zhang He, who made him discover this and was a potential painter he thought highly of.

Looking at the disheveled man downstairs in the rain, he sighed, stood up and walked towards the door. …

He had no relationship with Zhang He, and he could have left long ago.

He is not that idle and kind.

All are adults.

You are responsible for the choices you make.

Why does he, an irrelevant person, care so much?
Others may not appreciate it.

However, he frowned and grabbed the man who was like a headless fly, "Umbrella."

As he spoke, he stuffed the umbrella handle into the man's hand.

"You can find Ayu if you want, but you think you're acting in a TV series, why are you being so exaggerated?"

Editor Zhang couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Holding an umbrella won't delay your search for someone."

People who don’t know the truth might think that the man is looking for a long-lost relative or a lover who abandoned him.

How could one know that the man was looking for A Yu, a person he didn’t even know whether she really existed or not?
If Ayu is really an illusion, this guy is simply wasting his time and feelings.

"When you get sick, see if Ayu will come to see you."

Editor Zhang showed a hint of disapproval and sarcasm on his face.

……

Editor Zhang is gone.

He did everything he could.

If the man still "refuses to repent", then let him be.

When you hit a wall, you will know to turn back.

People just don't listen to advice.

Editor Zhang shook his head.

……

Editor Zhang’s words came true.

The man is sick.

That day, even though he held an umbrella, he was already soaked all over.

Later, even when the rain stopped, he did not give up. He kept walking until the lights came on. Looking at the dim sky without any starlight, he returned home dejectedly.

The next day, he was already a little confused due to fever.

Feeling weak and dizzy.

He knew he was sick.

The illness is not serious.

He fumbled for his cell phone to call 120.

Everything in front of me is blurry.

He only had time to say "I'm sick" on the phone before he fainted.

When he woke up again, he was already in the hospital ward.

He was relieved.

My body doesn't feel as uncomfortable as before.

The very strong smell of disinfectant assaulted his sense of smell, and he couldn't help but frown.

"you're awake."

A somewhat familiar voice came.

The man looked in the direction of the voice, and the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, "Editor Zhang?"

"How will you be here?"

"Why am I here?"

Editor Zhang pushed his eyes up on the bridge of his nose, with a kind of forced smile on his face.

"Why did you call me?"

"I received a phone call early in the morning that just said 'I'm sick' and nothing else. Do you know how I felt?"

"Uh……"

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I was confused because of the fever, I probably... pressed the recent calls button."

"I know."

Editor Zhang rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I hope you wake up."

"You should exercise regularly, young man."

Editor Zhang couldn't help but mutter a few words, "He's so young, but he got a high fever after getting caught in the rain."

"Can your physique be any weaker?"

man:……

He wanted to defend himself, but found himself speechless.

He had to admit that the other party was right.

But after a little rain, I ended up in the hospital...

It's just embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)