Because it was only noon, or around two o'clock in the afternoon, after completing the transaction with Zhuge, Luo Qiu returned to Professor Qin Fang's villa without eating the lunch prepared by You Ye.
For Zhuge, it may be a long spiritual journey, but for Luo Qiu, it is just a conversation.
Of course, it didn't stop at this conversation.
We will meet again... Luo Qiu's premonition in this regard has begun to become acute.
The sensitivity of the premonition and the sixth sense is probably obtained along with the increase in the number of transactions.
…
Luo Qiu appeared at the back of the villa—at noon, because there were guests coming from the club, he just used an excuse to leave.
Walking around the old wall covered with emerald green creepers, his eyes will always look unexpectedly. Because there is always a special love for this kind of scenery full of age charm.
But at a certain window on the third floor of the villa, there was a figure at this time. Whether it was intentional or not, her eyes seemed to be on her.
That should be Qin Chuyu's room.
Standing on the edge of the window sill.
Doesn't this beautiful female painter seem to be out early as usual today
Luo Qiu and the other party's eyes met unexpectedly, but Qin Chuyu turned and left, disappearing into the small angle of sight of the window.
What is she thinking about
Because eyesight has become better and better, even through a layer of glass, Luo Qiu can clearly see the worry and indifference on Qin Chuyu's eyebrows.
Sad and puzzled, but indifferent, it was a bit like the coldness hidden in the royal blue eyes of the maid lady when he first met You Ye.
Qin Chuyu, Yu Sanniang... Boss Luo, who was thinking about this question, reached out to the doorbell of the villa's gate. But now the door opened instead.
Zhang Qingrui came out with a small satchel in her hand. Seeing Luo Qiu, she was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Ah, the professor said that there will be guests tonight, and he needs to prepare a reception. Today's work is suspended... I thought you wouldn't come back today."
After all, when the benefactor will arrive... The arrival of the guests is not something that the merchant can accurately predict. Luo Qiu knew that he had indeed left in a hurry more than an hour ago.
"Yeah." He nodded.
There is nothing left in the villa, so Luo Qiu has no plan to enter the villa again at this moment.
"and you… "
"It's okay." Luo Qiu said casually, "I'll just go by myself, it should be quite convenient to take a car."
Maybe it's because there is still half a day left today without having to devote to the boring homework. Zhang Qingrui seems to be in a good mood, and she joked with some vitality: "How many times have I been rejected by you? Rejecting, really makes me a little bit overwhelmed."
"It's still early for dinner, don't worry."
"..."
Zhang Qingrui was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled lightly. The faster mood seemed to be a little more relaxed because of such a simple conversation.
It seems that it doesn't even count as the definition of a friend, at best it's only at this stage of classmates, but unexpectedly it's easier than getting along with anyone.
There is not even a place to care about.
Shaking his head, Zhang Qingrui said hello casually and took the car to leave, "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Luo Qiu took a last look at the window sill on the third floor of the villa, thinking that the soul of the skeleton did not move today, and Zhang Qingrui did not show the abnormality of yesterday, and his complexion looked much better than yesterday.
Perhaps just as You Ye said, that weak soul had already disappeared because of Zhang Qingrui's 'yang energy'.
It... ultimately failed to express anything.
"Shadowless Lamp..." Luo Qiu thought interestingly, if he changed his signature to exorcising demons, would he just need to stand aside, and he would be able to retire without having to learn to dance like a mahogany sword and black dog
"Master Luo?"
Koko.
There was nothing extra to do, Luo Qiu simply returned to the club, thinking that some things had been delayed in the past few days, so he picked up the ledger that he took out earlier, and read it slowly.
…
…
"Zhuge's room is too messy, why don't you clean it up?"
"That..." Zhuge sat nervously on the edge of the bed, his heartbeat became a little brisk over time, feeling nervous and not knowing how to talk, "...a bit busy."
The Nanako in front of him, no matter in terms of height or body proportions, was exactly the same as the character he created when he created the account.
At first he thought it was just a dream, but after pinching his belly circle twice, the pain finally made him accept everything in front of him.
When separated from the screen, Zhuge can chat with his Nanako about everything if it’s just an input method. Of course, Nanako’s response is only based on the judgment of the intelligent program, but Zhuge doesn’t care about that.
But when there is no screen and the Live2D characters become real individuals in the three-dimensional world, Zhuge finds himself stuttering.
Alexander...
Seeing Nanako bending over and tidying up the messy items on the cabinet, Zhuge couldn't even take his eyes off—there was a girl, in this kind of messy room, tidying up carefully, while yelling softly, Speak reproachful yet tender words.
This kind of expansion is really... really...
Zhuge was so scared that he quickly drank a bottle of 2016 Coke to calm himself down.
Skyfall
My goddess script
But what do you think, such super magical things should not happen to me
He thought of the magical place he saw in his dream, subconsciously took out his pocket, and found that he really took out a black card.
Soul... deal.
Zhuge shook his hand, and the black card fell to the ground.
"Nai, Nanako..." Zhuge suddenly looked up at the figure who was tidying up the room.
The girl who was set as a sweet type, but now she is a real sweet type, turned around slowly, made heart-stirring movements, tilted her head slightly, and smiled softly: "What's the matter? "
Zhuge took a deep breath, "Nanako... you, will you disappear?"
Nanako suddenly walked in front of Zhuge, gently took his palm, clasped it with both hands, and said softly, "Nanako will always be with Zhuge."
Probably except for being held by his mother when he was a bear child, Zhuge, who asked himself that he had never touched the palms of other female animals in these twenty-one thoughts, suddenly became a little excited.
The girl's hands are so cold...
However, if it is always with you...
In that case, even if you donate your soul, it seems...
I do.
…
…
"Is it... Mr. Luo Qiu?"
It was the next day, Luo Qiu came to the door of Professor Qin Fang's villa punctually according to the usual time, but when he was about to ring the doorbell, he was stopped by someone.
The suit is straight, middle-aged, but not fat, but the wrinkles between the brows can already be seen.
Luo Qiu who didn't find the memory of this man in his own impression was stunned, then nodded, "I am."
The man also directly explained his reason for coming, "That's right, we found out that you are a friend of the eldest lady, so I want to ask Mr. Luo, what happened when you last saw our eldest lady yesterday?"
"Um?"
"Missy has been missing since yesterday, she didn't answer the phone, she didn't return all night, and she was completely out of contact. Our old lady is very worried." The man said seriously: "So, if Mr. Luo knows anything, please tell the truth I."
Zhang Qingrui is missing
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S1: If there is no accident, this book should be on the shelves on August 5th... At first it was planned to be on the shelves on August 1st, but I am a scumbag OTZ, so after I made this request, I willfully pushed it to August Number 5... It should have pissed off the editor's eyes (Master Pooh, please don't kill me=.=)
S2: The reason for postponing to the 5th, on the one hand (mainly) is because of lack of self-confidence, I don’t know how many people like the stories I wrote. On the other hand, it is considered as a benefit to those readers who have always supported me. Anyway, the gap between the No. 1 release and the No. 5 release is huge, and it hurts the author himself. But, if you like my story, why don't I buy you a few more days
S3: Because I delayed the launch... so here I can only cheekily ask for the next month's monthly pass. Basically, the 5th will not be able to beat the previous ones, but I just ask that the monthly pass number is not too ugly.
S4: I love my readers, namely you.