You Look Like You’re Drawing Me

Chapter 311

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Yuan Yuanyuan raised her eyes silently from behind the curtain and glanced at Fanning's hand that was holding her wrist.

Be careful not to break your claws if you hold it again.

Faning probably heard Faning's thoughts and let go of Yuan Yuanyuan's hand. Yuan Yuanyuan took the opportunity to pull her hand back.

Fanning was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, but he couldn't remember it in the end.

Yuan Yuanyuan ignored Fanning and turned around, waved her hand, and asked the little monster next to her to ask Fanning to leave. She muttered to herself, did he really discover something... Maybe we can see some clues in the comics next time

Fanning didn't say much after being kicked out, and he felt relieved. He almost thought he was going to die there.

With a sigh of relief, Faning ran back to Yuan Yingli, wanting to tell him what had just happened. Yuan Yingli was deep in thought in the house. When he heard Faning say that he had just gone to find the woman in red and looked at her hands, he was stunned for a moment.

He was stunned for a while before saying, "I, I was just saying it casually... I didn't intend for you to really look for it. Although you are lucky, I didn't ask you to die."

"What do you mean by that?" Fanning said, "I think this is still very meaningful. At least I found that the other party should, definitely, almost, be someone I once knew."

"The whole series of words you used doesn't sound very plausible." Yuan Yingli said, "You are very familiar with that person's hand? Can you tell me how familiar you are with it?"

"I have definitely seen it somewhere, and it is very likely that I have seen it before," said Fanning.

The two of them just sat in the room and made wild guesses.

"I've seen... an actor who often appears on TV?"

"Hand mask?"

"The lady who sold pancakes at the door back then?"

“… Why did you want to see Auntie’s hand?”

The two people guessed this and that, but no one guessed the real answer.

After all, even the lady making the pancakes is a female, and in the minds of the two men, there is no such option as a male.

So the two of them guessed for a whole day but didn't come up with anything. Instead, they guessed a lot of incredible options.

Yuan Yuanyuan had been on high alert for Fanning's sneak attack these days, but the other party might have realized Yuan Yuanyuan's attitude, so he didn't come again for several days. When the next issue of the comic was published, Yuan Yuanyuan quickly opened the comic to see if there was anything revealed in it.

The result of the next issue of comics was quite beyond her expectations.

The comics handled this part in a rather refreshing way, without mentioning whether Fanning had any suspicion about the woman in red. It just treated this as an accident.

The plot is that one day Fanning came to the house of the woman in red as usual and talked to her. During the conversation, he accidentally touched the curtain and then touched the other person's hand.

After touching it, the woman in red suddenly grabbed Fanning's hand. Both of them seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then suddenly let go of their hands.

After reading the latest issue, Faning was very excited and thanked God, thanking Ji Qiu for not including all the complaints he and Yuan Yingli had made afterwards, as well as the speculation about whether the woman in red was the pancake lady at the door... It was really too horrible. Afterwards, Faning talked to Yuan Yingli and found out that the conversation between the two was horrible, even though Yuan Yingli didn't seem to care about it.

Hmm? Wait. Fanning was suddenly stunned. Why did they deliberately hide that part? It seemed like it was intentional. Was it his illusion

Fanning was alone in the room, lost in thought.

At the same time, Yuan Yuanyuan also breathed a sigh of relief after reading the comics. It seemed that Fanning had no interest in her identity, otherwise he would have probably drawn it.

No... Why did she deliberately draw that part? She knew that her identity would be exposed later, but she still drew this part... Was it her illusion

Yuan Yuanyuan was alone in the room, lost in thought...

Anyway, no matter how deep the two of them fell into contemplation, Fanning's first attempt to test Yuan Yuanyuan's identity was declared a failure. He had wanted to use this opportunity to test the identity of the woman in red, but in the end he got nothing.

It wasn't like he got nothing, at least he saw the other person's hand. Sometimes Fanning would have some strange thoughts in his mind, thinking that maybe one day, he would suddenly see a person at a certain place and time, and then suddenly realize, "Ah! That's your hand."

After all, we are acquaintances. As long as we are still in this world, we will meet each other one day.

Yuan Yuanyuan was reading the recent issues of comics. Readers had very intense reactions to the last two issues. One was about the relationship between the woman in red and Yuan, and the other was about the relationship between the woman in red and Fanning. The two sides engaged in a fierce battle, and Yuan Yuanyuan felt it was horrible every time she read it.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is a Shura field... a real Shura field.

On the Shura Field side is a group of old lovers consisting of Yuan and the woman in red. Their famous saying is that they even gave each other their ribs! Ribs, that is! Childhood sweethearts, who can compare to these two

Monday's issue gave these people a lot of food. There were piles and piles of short essays online about how Yuan rushed back from thousands of miles away before his death and handed over his bone whistle to the woman in red... It's hard to even read them all. It's worth mentioning that the fan works in this part usually portray Yuan as dead, and Yuan Yuanyuan felt a chill on her back after reading them.

I don't know whether this is a blessing or a curse for her.

These readers are the kind who cry “Yuan, please don’t die!” while using all kinds of tragic means to write Yuan to death…

Whenever Yuan Yuanyuan saw this, she felt as if countless swords were stabbing at her, one after another... And she had been sneezing a lot recently, and she didn't know if it was because of this.

With Yi Yuan's popularity, I wonder if there are countless girls making straw dolls and scolding her behind her.

As for Fanning and the woman in red, they are a brand new cult, mainly because after the last issue of the comic, this CP suddenly began to grow stronger... After all, although it sounds a bit sad, the scene in the last issue was indeed the only time the two of them had physical contact. Apart from that, the two of them haven't even spoken to each other for a few times.

However, the Red Law Party will not admit defeat so easily. Their method of dealing with the other party is "Our Faning is the protagonist! Your Yuan is the tragic supporting actor!" Although this reason is nonsensical, it is an extremely convincing one.

"The love between the woman in red and Yuan is stronger than gold! The attribute of a widow cannot be broken!"

"Nonsense! Obviously, it's this kind of widow attribute that makes it the easiest for people to imagine, okay?"

Yuan Yuanyuan sometimes sits in front of the comments and thinks maliciously that if this gets out... wow, then the otakus will really cry and the otaku girls will shed tears... anyway, the scene will definitely be wonderful.

She was actually looking forward to this moment, but sometimes Yuan Yuanyuan wondered, when will all this end? When will it end

Ji Qiu was a cunning person. He sent food to Hong Yuan on Monday and to Hong Fa on Saturday, and then sat back and watched the two sides quarrel. People outside the circle knew about the recent quarrel. Sometimes when they saw the quarrel here, they would come over and ask, "Are you still quarreling over the big triangle?" Everyone was having fun, and the atmosphere gradually became cheerful during the quarrel.

Yuan Yuanyuan recently finally learned from the proprietress which organization the monsters she saw in the crowd that day were from.

"Li family?" Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned. "Which Li family?"

"We are the Li family here." The proprietress came over and sat down. "This makes things clearer... So before you disappeared, the whistle was in the hands of the old man from the Li family."

Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned for a long time, and finally said "Oh". Although she was stunned for a moment when she heard it at first, but when she thought about it carefully... it didn't seem to be too strange.

The whistle fell into the hands of the Li family's patriarch... So he was taken away before Yiqi was killed

Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly got up and asked the lady boss, "I saw those monsters slaughtering humans once before... Why did they do that? Now the old man from the Li family... is still working for the King of Monsters?"

"Of course." The lady boss said, "You know what kind of person he is... But his health has been getting worse in recent years. If he is just slaughtering humans, maybe he is using some kind of witchcraft to prolong his life?"

Yuan Yuanyuan cried “Ah…” again.

"But did you really say that to him before you entered Hongshajing?" The proprietress suddenly came over and asked with great interest.

"What?" Yuan Yuanyuan couldn't think of anything for a moment.

"It's just that when you met again, you couldn't remember him or anything like that." The proprietress said, "But to be honest, what you said is really hurtful... Especially for someone like him, when you left, did you think that you would come out again?"

"Is this sentence... poisonous? I think it's just the truth." Yuan Yuanyuan looked up and said to the proprietress.

The proprietress raised her eyebrows, looked at Yuan Yuanyuan and made a strange expression. Yuan Yuanyuan didn't quite understand what her expression meant, but the proprietress immediately took the tray and went out.

"You two are really interesting." The proprietress said, "Next time you go to see him, remember to bring me with you."

“…Okay.” Yuan Yuanyuan replied weakly, watching the proprietress leave the room.