You Seem To Be Drawing Me

    The mobile phone placed on the coffee table rang, and the ringtone was an episode in Inuyasha, named Dead Soul.

    The melodious and melodious flute sound played a somewhat lingering and strange song. This song is a piece of music when Kikyo appeared on the stage. After Kikyo was revived, there was no one around, only the dead soul bugs in the sky, floating around her like a group of lights, surrounding her.

    Every time she appears in this pose, this is the bgm that is matched.

    Yuan Yuanyuan walked into the toilet to wash her face, brought her phone in by the way, and pressed the speakerphone key.

    "Yuanyuan, what are you doing?" On the other end of the phone, a girl's lively voice came out.

    "Woooo..." The original round face was buried in the water, making two vague sounds.

    "Oh, I'm washing my face." A clear voice came from there. "Yuanyuan, have you read the manga that Mengman strongly promoted recently?"

    "...Which one? That "Magic Three Years Eight Classes"?" Yuan Yuanyuan wiped her face and looked at the phone.

    "No, it's the "Monster"." The girl said again.

    Yuanyuan hung the towel back, raised her head, and looked at the ceiling of the bathroom.

    "Look, what's the matter." She picked up the comb, brushed herself a small ball of hair, and asked while combing.

    "It's nothing, I just want to ask, can you make that Ranniang's clothes?" The girl asked on the phone.

    "...Yes." Yuan Yuanyuan finished combing her hair and inserted the wooden comb back.

    What if the girl asks something that should not be asked?

    —Did you see the man in black?

    …I saw it.

    —What do you think of this brother?

    …

    Mengman is a platform for publishing the comic book "Monster", both online and physical platforms. Physical comics will publish some popular comics, and by the way, they will put some interviews with cartoonists at the end, or It is a private manuscript, used as a little easter egg to attract readers.

    Today is the day that Mengman's physical manga is published. Yuan Yuanyuan usually only reads it on her mobile phone, but today she woke up early and went to the newsstand downstairs to buy a copy of Mengman.

    She opened the plastic packaging of the comics, found the author interview section at the back, and read them one by one, Viduka, Appetizer, Li Xiaoli... The names of the familiar painters are in It flew by in front of her eyes, but she couldn't find the "Jiqiu" no matter how she looked.

    She clicked her tongue, and threw the comic back on the table. The thirty dollars was wasted.

    Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to see what this "Jiqiu" came from. Who would have thought that there was no information about this cartoonist in the physical comic book.

    You know, many cartoonists will even take photos in physical interviews.

    In the past few days, Yuan Yuanyuan searched almost all the information about this cartoonist, and only found the name "Jiqiu" and a big cat photo.

      There is no Weibo, no QQ, it can be said that there is no contact information left.

    Yuan Yuanyuan has been entangled in the past few days and has nothing to add. She has come up with various methods, but none of them seem to be reliable. She once thought of going to that magazine to be an editor …

    She even thought about changing her image from head to toe again, such as dyeing pink hair or something…

    These are all things done in a hurry, commonly known as jumping over the wall. Unexpectedly, she waited in fear for a week, but no one came to look for her. Her life was still the same, and there was no difference.

    Until these two days, Yuan Yuanyuan calmed down a little. She thought to herself, since the end of the comic was that the slayer didn't catch up with the black-clothed monster, does that mean... that the painter didn't find her at all?

    If nothing else, Yuan Yuanyuan is quite confident in her ability to escape and change shape. She wants to pretend to be alone, but she has never missed it.

    Yuan Yuanyuan threw the comic book on the small bookshelf, went back to the bedroom, and thought about the content of the phone call just now.

    On the phone is her classmates in college, both of them are from the cos department.

    She has been in contact with that girl for several years, and she is one of the few people who still has contact after so many years.

      After so many years, that girl already has a family and a baby, Yuan Yuanyuan is still alone.

    Yuan Yuanyuan fell on the bed, fumbling to turn on the small lamp at the head of the bed. The "Ran Niang" that the girl said was a character in "Yao Ji", covered in red and black hair.

    Of course, according to that cartoonist's urination, maybe a girl named "Ran Niang" died a few days ago.

    Yuan Yuanyuan touched his chin, hey, after all, this painter is quite powerful, he can clearly understand such hidden things, how did he know?

    She didn't think too much, just opened Taobao and searched for the "Ran Niang" cos suit, and found that there are quite a lot of clothes for this character.

      Cultural shirts with character lines...

    Looking at the number of this cos suit, that character is quite popular.

    Yuan Yuanyuan put down her phone, picked up a pack of red cloth, touched the material with her hand, and felt that it was quite suitable, so she put it aside, ready to be cut, and made a beautiful woman Send the cos clothes to the girl.

    At night, Yuan Yuanyuan lay on the bed, locked the door, and turned off the light.

    Perhaps she was thinking too much during the day, her mind was a mess, she was in a daze, and she had a lot of dreams.

    "Forget about..."

    "Never forget..."

    …

    In the dark room, a low voice came suddenly.

    Yuan Yuanyuan sat up from the bed all of a sudden, sweating all over her face, she raised her head and looked outside, it was still dark.

    It's the dream again.

    Yuan Yuanyuan reached out and picked up the alarm clock on the bedside, looked at the time, it was three in the middle of the night.

    Can get another sleep.

    Yuan Yuanyuan got up, went to the toilet, took a glass of water when she came back, drank half a glass and then lay back on the bed.

    ...After lying for ten minutes, she suddenly opened her eyes and reached out to turn on the small yellow light by the bed.

    Can't sleep.

    She rubbed her head, got up from the bed, got up, walked into the living room, and turned on the light.

      in her dream back and forth.

    The man's voice was a woman's voice, a little hoarse, but it still sounded very nice.

    Yuan Yuanyuan felt that this girl's voice should be nice, but she really didn't remember who she was.

    Even how she became a monster, she didn't know, a few years ago, she was so confused.

    …and then it was endless, endless running.

    Yuan Yuanyuan sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, and suddenly smelled a strange smell. She looked up and stared at the window outside, where the curtains were drawn so tightly that she couldn't see anything there.

    But there is a strange smell coming from there, and it seems to be endless.

      covered.

    There are no pedestrians on the street, only the street lights are flashing and flashing. After the dark clouds cover the moon, the street lights suddenly seem to be out of power, and they go out all of a sudden. total darkness.

    Except Yuan Yuanyuan, no one poked their heads out to see this strange scene. All the residents nearby seemed to be under the Imperius Curse, and didn't react at all.

    Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and the air nearby suddenly dropped several degrees. She almost couldn't suppress her demonic aura, and the red branches almost stretched out.

    Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

     Yuan Yuanyuan has never participated in such activities, but you can see a steady stream of bright spots rising from all around, floating into the air, and drilling into the layers of dark clouds.

    Some bright spots flew out from residential buildings, while others came from those dark alleys. As the dark clouds moved, the density of these spots became larger and larger. It is full of a piece, like a sky full of stars.

    Only at this time, Yuan Yuanyuan can see how large the number of monsters in this city is.

    She looked at the scene in front of her, closed the curtains silently, and took out another quilt from the closet.

    The dark cloud is getting bigger and bigger, and the surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower.

    Hundred Ghosts Night Walk can be regarded as an activity from ancient times to the present, and even today, it is still a very spectacular sight.

     Yuan Yuanyuan lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again after half an hour.

    This time she didn't have any weird dreams, but she didn't sleep well.

    …because there are things around her that are disturbing her from time to time.

    …

    The next day, Yuan Yuanyuan opened and closed the curtains for the whole night, and the pedestrians outside came and went, just as usual, without any difference.

    The curtains were drawn, and the warm sunlight came in. She stood in front of the window with her hands on her hips, her face sunny.

    Seeing the sun, I feel really comfortable.

    She stretched lazily, washed her face and brushed her teeth, then turned on her phone.

    After checking all kinds of news, she opened Mengman's app again, pulled down, and looked at the various contents inside.

    Unexpectedly, she saw a lot of messages about people in black under the book "Monster".

    "Who is that little brother in black? He looks very good."

    "Oh oh oh, this phoenix eye won my heart, I feel like a very hanging person, will it be an important supporting role?"

    "Sure, Jiqiu's painting is so beautiful... This guy never made a painting for a dragon, don't worry."

    "Is it a monster targeting humans... Well, after reading this for a month or so, I feel that this comic is realistic, and I always feel that this little brother will die very tragically."

    "Hey, don't talk nonsense upstairs... I finally met such an eye-catching person, how can you say that you will die if you die."

     Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the words "death is very tragic" and was silent for a while.

    Then she went back to bed, pulled the curtains, silently hugged her quilt, and fell asleep again.