Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 259 Have you had the physical examination?

Needless to say, this man was one of the protagonists of this wedding, the super-inspired writer - Zhong Zuo.

He was slightly stunned after catching a glimpse of the words, then looked up at the empty stage.

Thinking of this, he put away the manuscript, took out a blank sheet and a pen, and sat casually in the corner of the stage to write on the manuscript paper.

[The mysterious uninvited guest at the wedding scene was more like a confused hallucination caused by a young man's nervousness before the wedding. ]

Zheng Fan saw what he had written. The handwriting was neat and the strokes were concise, showing his solid foundation in hard pen calligraphy and his long-term habit of handwriting.

Zhong Zuo wrote this sentence and waited for a moment. A black pen appeared on his manuscript paper at some point and continued to write a line of sentences that were obviously more elegant and unrestrained.

[But he knew that it was not an illusion, or rather, it was indeed an illusion. ]

Zhong Zuo paused and followed below.

[Yes, it is not impossible. The white world rejects other colors, but it does not cover the color of the spirit. Black words on a white background build a bridge. ]

Zheng wrote back: [Poor young man, he seems to think that this hallucination is caused by his own words.]

Zhong Zuo wrote: [If it is not caused by the words, then he is crazy. ]

[Why did he go crazy? Was it because he didn't want to get married? Or did he have some opinion about his bride? Or was he desperate about his future that was about to end in the grave? ] Zheng Fan wrote with a smile.

Zhong Zuo paused for a moment and continued: [Words have brought him the strength to get to where he is today, and have also allowed him to meet people he would never have met otherwise. But the words in his mind will not stop running wildly just because of the ease of life. One day, the writer's pen may not be limited to his own hands.]

Zheng Fan blinked and began to find it interesting: [Will it make writers feel better to talk to hallucinations through pen and paper? ]

Zhong Zuo: [In fact, no. This may even be a symbol of a more serious situation. It’s just that he has no choice. The manuscript of “The Wedding” came here, which means that there are things here that he needs to face.]

Is this a super-inspirational genius? The symptoms are a bit serious.

[Have you done a pre-marital physical examination? ] Then he also wrote bluntly as if he was being naughty.

Zhong Zuo suddenly seemed to have crashed, his pen stopped writing and he fell into deep thought.

……

On the other side, Hong Yijia brought Lin Yilin to the dressing room at the back. Hong Yiyi was chatting and laughing with her friend. When her friend saw Hong Yijia come in, the conversation came to an end. She greeted Hong Yijia and left.

"Sister? Why are you still putting on makeup?"

"My friends pulled me around a bit just now so my makeup might be a little scratchy. I have to check it again before we welcome the guests to their seats." Hong Yiyi said while touching up her makeup.

Lin Yilin looked at the graceful back and changed into a simpler wedding dress, but she only gave up the long skirt that dragged on the ground. The various decorations on the wedding dress still showed its high value.

Through the mirror, one can see a face that looks like Hong Yijia. Judging from the facial features alone, Hong Yiyi, as the elder sister, is even softer than Hong Yijia, while Hong Yijia, on the other hand, has some heroic spirit in her eyes and eyebrows.

However, the beauty displayed by Hong Yiyi's long wavy hair was perfectly revealed after she was dressed up, and she still looked much more mature than Hong Yijiajia.

"Long time no see, Xiaolin. The last time we met was when you were in college." Hong Yiyi greeted Lin Yilin with a sweet smile.

"Long time no see, Sister Yiyi." Lin Yilin responded calmly.

Hong Yijia went up to help her sister put on makeup, while Lin Yilin took the initiative to bring up the topic: "Do you like the Harry Potter that Jiajia brought you yesterday?" "Yes!" Hong Yiyi responded directly, "That book is very strange, could it really be that you, Xiaolin, got it from another world?"

“Not really, but it’s almost the same.”

"I just casually mentioned it to Yijiayi. I didn't expect her to actually come to you and ask for it. I'm really sorry." Hong Yiyi said gently.

"She just wanted to find an excuse to be lazy."

"There's no need to talk about this kind of thing!" Hong Yijia said quickly.

Hong Yiyi couldn't help but laugh.

"Is Sister Yiyi still working in the bureau?" Lin Yilin asked casually.

"This..."

"Xiao Lin just wants to ask if getting married at your age will have a bad impact on your work in the bureau." Hong Yijia was very disrespectful and directly revealed the purpose of Lin Yilin's question.

Lin Yilin was helpless: "It's not very auspicious to say this on the wedding day."

"But Xiaolin, you still want to hint at it, right? After all, it's you." Hong Yijia teased. But the fact that she dared to do so meant that she knew it was okay to do so.

Hong Yiyi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. After all, Zhong Zuo and I are already prepared to face many difficulties when we get married. This is just one of them. I am still the chief of Nolan Street."

As the chief of the gray block, and also the chief of Nolan Street, one of the five major gray block groups, this identity is proof of Miss Hong Yiyi's ability.

However, for a young and middle-aged chief of a neighborhood management bureau, handling such a major life event as marriage is very complicated, and it becomes even more complicated when his family background is taken into consideration.

Hong Yiyi's decision to get married obviously took a lot of courage.

Fortunately, her parents agreed. Perhaps it was also because it was enough for their daughter to become the chief at her age, and they did not intend to interfere any further in her life.

"I'm a little curious about how you two met." Lin Yilin nodded and said.

"Actually, I'm a little curious too, but I haven't asked yet. I haven't met my brother-in-law very many times." Hong Yijia interrupted at the right time.

"If I hadn't asked you to come back to help, how could you possibly meet him since you're hanging out outside every day?" Hong Yiyi rolled her eyes at her sister in the mirror.

After defaming her sister skillfully, Hong Yiyi said, "I just read his works and fell in love with his books at first. Maybe it was because we were on the same wavelength, or maybe I felt a strange sense of fatigue when reading his books, so I became curious about him."

"Tired?" Lin Yilin was surprised.

Shouldn't it be a feeling of relaxation or comfort in a busy schedule? How can it resonate with exhaustion? Isn't this completely the opposite?

"It's like being chased by something, but also like I'm chasing someone. Chasing and being chased, unable to stop, the exhaustion of having a hard time breathing. It may sound a bit self-boasting to say this, after all, I'm a super-inspired writer, but I often have this feeling too."

"Although mom and dad have always been very good to us, the pressure doesn't get any easier."

As she spoke, Hong Yiyi reached out and gently placed her hand on Hong Yijia's hand that was supporting her shoulder.

Hong Yijia just smiled and passed it by without making any comment.

(End of this chapter)