At dusk, some remote and empty park.

When Qianyi was panting and finding Yingliri, she was squatting on the small sand pool in this small park with her knees in her arms. Her white jade fingers, who usually hold the paintbrush, were grabbing the sand in anger. Not only were her eyes red and swollen, but she was also muttering words in her mouth.

It has completely degenerated into the mentality of primary school students...

Although I don’t know where Yingliri’s physical strength came from after being stimulated, now Asakai can only let go of this matter and concentrate on thinking about how to comfort her.

It must be very hurt.

I have been looking forward to, admiring, and treating the likes of my favor.

That kind of taste is a kind of unwillingness, complaint, sadness and a strong sense of weightlessness that surges from the depths of your limbs and bones. You treat the other person as the world in your eyes, and then at this time it is the super uneasy feeling that the world abandons you as if swallowed by a black hole. Then in the end, it is the one who subconsciously imposes his own problems on others. Likes are one-sided.

This kind of moral kidnapping practice makes me feel pain in my lower abdomen just by thinking about it.

But it doesn't matter, because the one who appears here is Asichi, he understands, so he can make the most correct choice he thinks can make at this time.

‘Once’ put him in an unbeaten position.

Yingliri heard the movement and raised her head. Although she was just a glance, her red eye sockets clearly reflected on the shallow retina.

She buried her head in her knees, and her dazzling ponytails, which were usually as strong as a hundred times, also lost their luster and hung weakly on the sand, making a muffled sound.

"...why are you?"

This is what she said after thinking about it.

It fell into Qianyi's ears and didn't know that it was not the feeling of complaining and loss. Instead, it had a kind of... peace of mind.

"Hey? Shouldn't I be here? I left without saying a word? We sold out the notebooks so hard, but the stall next door was all looking at us enviously? There were still many customers asking for additional printing? I came here-"

"'customer'..."

She raised her head, her voice was as quiet as she could, but the look of looking straight at Qianyi made Qianyi stop talking.

"What's wrong?"

"Sure enough... it's different."

"...What are you talking about these things so far? Isn't it obvious? Don't you often say that there are no two identical leaves in this world, let alone such complexity."

Her relieved smile mixed with loneliness, and she said nothing, and the sound of summer insects were left in the park.

Asakai continued to take steps forward, stopped at the edge of the sand pool, took out his wallet, and threw it lightly in front of Yinglili.

"Give."

She raised her head in confusion and sniffed with a nasal sound.

“Is this a trendy way to make fun of me?”

The words said made Qianyi stagger.

"I'm curious about what kind of psychological activities you have gone through to think it's a joke!"

"Then what do you want to say."

"This is your part."

income.

“…”

Yingliri looked at her serious face in a daze, then looked down at her brown flat wallet with some sand in front of her, which seemed to have not much banknotes inside.

For a creator, especially at this age, nothing is more intuitive than this, because the turnover generated by Yingliri's works.

She is indeed amazing.

The simplest thing in charge of sales is that it is clear.

However, the move of Qianyi to throw out his wallet and saying that this is a reward is too fake. After thinking about it for a moment, you will know that this is a fraud and financial settlement cannot be completed so quickly.

But Yingliri still reached out to pick up her wallet. The sapphire-like pupils reflected the brown wallet floating in the sea of ​​heart, and her thoughts kept flashing.

"What do you think my book is like compared to that girl's book?"

Word by word, hesitation.

"Of course it's Yingliri's good!"

Unrestrained and determined.

"...Why?"

A little nervous.

Qianyi heard it.

It should be taken as it should be here-

"That must be because Yingliri's book killed hundreds of billions of descendants who belong to me!"

A person with a glorious image tells bad things seriously.

Yingliri's expression suddenly froze.

Crows were clattering in the sky, flapping their wings and flying slowly, as if laughing at the two people who were standing stupidly.

"Varied...!"

Yinglili's face immediately turned red when she reacted.

"This is for granted! You have become famous in the past two years. Who doesn't know about Teacher Eiri Kashiki? Who doesn't know that your style is famous for its smooth movements based on color and body proportions. Although the mediocre plot is a pity, it is this that it is more attractive! This is where people look forward to making progress!"

Qianyi pointed at the fan book she had put aside and wrinkled in the sea painting.

"She? A young painter who has no reputation in the industry for half a year has been in the industry. Compared with you, there are so many times fewer audiences. Which fan painter does not have enthusiasm? Will the fan book you created will succeed if you are full of enthusiasm?"

"Don't you understand it yourself! That girl is not only passionate!"

When Yingliri heard Qian Yi mention this issue, she couldn't help but reply.

"But she is definitely not as good as you do!"

"That's just your own opinion! It's your prejudice! It doesn't mean anything at all!"

finally....

It slowly emerged from the water.

"My is biased, so what about the guests who come to queue up to buy your work today?"

"..." She was speechless and finally said quietly, "You don't understand."

"I don't understand? I understand! Don't you just want Lun Ye's prejudice? Don't you just want him to be as sure as me?"

This was the case in the past, and it is the case now.

Asakichi was able to face these things gradually normally, and only a hint of resentment would arise in his heart, which was the emotion of Yingri's unscrupulous little situation.

"What's wrong with Guan Lun! It's definitely not because of that guy!"

Yinglili was stubborn and pressed her head, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"It's obviously!"

"no!"

"Why are you trying to show off?"

"I said no, it's no!"

"I've obviously been affirming you all the time! Why isn't it enough!"

"you...!"

Yingliri's aura stopped, and her originally angry mood changed drastically.

"What's wrong with me!"

"You are Kato's boyfriend!"

Unbelievable Yinglili stood up suddenly, and her flat shoes were splashed with sand and stones.

"...Then what?"

On the contrary, Qian Yi looked puzzled. Is there something wrong with what he said just now?

"I almost forgot, you are the one who can use this very formal expression to say misunderstand words."

"What are you talking about..."

Be shallow and confused.

"What identity did you ask me?"

Why do you ask the same thing as Shi Yu?... Do girls with personality care about these things?

“...what.”

"In the past, you helped me develop creative ideas, and you accompanied me to play games. Even if you were asked to come out in the middle of the night, you would be there as you pass. Even if you were forced to put on a COS suit to participate in competitions for others, like this time, you were pulled over to help participate in such activities because of your own affairs, and even asked you to chase Shiyu and then do that without authorization..."

She wanted to speak but stopped.
To be continued...