Collapse, my pirated Golden Garden!

Isn't this my room?!

How did it become the same as Mobius' room?!

Logically speaking, shouldn't Mobius come to my room to listen to me? !

Morin's heart suddenly began to stir, but the fire did not last long.

It was quickly put out.

He is only 16!

Although another year has passed and I am 17 now, it is only my virtual age since I haven’t reached my birthday yet.

Just when Morin was daydreaming, Mobius suddenly asked, "Are you daydreaming?"

This time it was Maureen's turn to panic: "No...no!"

"is it?"

Mobius turned his head suspiciously, and faced Morin with his whole body.

Under the moonlight, Maureen, lying on the same pillow, could even see the pores on Mebius' face clearly.

Mebius's face was very delicate, adding a sense of sacredness under the moonlight.

Maureen licked her lips: "No...no!"

"Really?"

Mebius was still a little confused, and then their faces got closer and closer.

Before I knew it, there was only a fist between us.

Maureen looked into Mebius's watery eyes, and his heart couldn't help but stop beating for a moment.

Just when Maureen couldn't help but want to kiss him, Mebius lay back down again.

Maureen was at a loss all of a sudden.

The two of them lay together, looking at the ceiling.

There was a long silence in the room.

after a long time.

Mebius' voice came faintly: "Do you think I don't love myself?"

"We've only been sleeping together for a dozen days. Some people said the first time it was because the door of the room was broken, but what about this time?"

Morin listened to the fact that Mebius' voice suddenly became as dead as water, without any emotion, and was afraid that Mebius would be unable to get over it.

I hurriedly said: "No! In my heart, Doctor..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Mebius.

She curled up her body and hugged her thighs with her slender hands: "Since I was a child, I have been called a jinx..."

"Because I could speak when I was born, my mother passed away when I came back, and my father thought that I was the one who killed her."

"My relatives and neighbors called me a monster and said I would run away with someone when I grow up..."

"Looking at their eyes, I wanted to prove to them that I was not a monster when I was a child..."

"So I try harder and harder, and I try to do 100% in everything, but the more I do this, the more they call me a monster..."

"I wanted my father's praise, but all I got was a cold look..."

"as well as……"

Mebius stopped talking here, her voice was still calm, but her white hands looked a little pale when she grasped them.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to continue talking, but...

Morin walked right past the doll, wrapped his warm arms around Mebius' waist, and held Mebius tightly in his arms.

Mebius raised his head blankly and saw Morin with a determined look in his eyes.

Morin hugged Mebius tightly and said, "Doctor, no matter how you have been called or defined in the past, it has not come to this point!"

"Then you will always be a part of the Golden Courtyard and our family!"

Mebius didn't say anything else, but just hugged Morin tightly.

She buried her head deeply in Morin's chest, and smelled the scent coming from Morin's body.

It was as if the heart that would break at the slightest poke was slowly being repaired by these breaths.

Is Mebius determined?

As a veteran of the organization, she was able to give up everything without hesitation in the end. Her heart was absolutely firm.

Is she vulnerable then?

She had been called a monster all her life, and her heart had long become empty.

As long as someone can get into her heart, they will find that the seemingly firm heart can actually be broken with just a poke.

It’s just that most of the time, most people are blocked by a wall of cold.

Mebius grabbed Maureen's clothes...

If you...and you guys...could come earlier...

I should…

Chapter 125: The hell lies ahead!

after that.

Mebius's thoughts came to an abrupt end here.

She fell into a deep sleep, but her hands kept grasping.

The two people's heartbeats seemed to be synchronized at this time.

Maureen's chin was resting on Mebius' head, and he was already sleepy, so he gradually fell asleep.

...

Grace's room.

Grayshu hadn't gone to bed yet, and was thinking about how the plot would develop next.

After pulling out one or two strands of hair, Grayshu had no choice but to put down the tablet with a look of dismay on her face.

"Hmm... Comics... are so difficult..."

She muttered to herself, then picked up the tablet again as if she had been given an injection of chicken blood.

But this time she didn't want to think about the plot, but opened a comic website.

Light comics. (Purely fictional)

Although this website was just established not long ago, it has a great influence in the Chinese comics industry.

In this era, the level of development of literature and art is relatively high, so creators are treated very well.

The competitive pressure is very high, and being able to create a considerable influence in such an environment can prove the potential of this website.

And it has a wide audience, ranging from youth comics to children's books.

Grace felt a little nervous, but also a little expectant. She clicked on the creator's backstage and saw...

[Title of the work: The Journey of Drawing Stars]

【Cover: omitted】

【Introduction: omitted】

【Category: Teen/Girls Comics/Children's Books】

[Release chapter: one episode]

【Collections: 20】

【Status: Free】

Less than a day after the release date, Grayshu is already very satisfied that the comic has grown to 20 collections despite having no traffic or recommendations among so many other comics.

Her eyes curved and she happily clicked on the comment section, and there was already a comment.

This made her even happier, and she looked at the comment anxiously.

[Hero Asahi: "Very cute style, keep it up!"]

All of a sudden, Grayshu's eyes curved when she received the praise, and her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

She now really wants to tell everyone in the Golden Courtyard that her work has achieved good results.

But considering how late it is now, everyone should be asleep.

Grayshu had no choice but to give up with a look of regret. She turned her head and replied to the Hero of Rising Light.

[Eise: “Thank you! (Cute!)”]

After replying, Grace did not forget to pin this comment to the top and even gave it a thumbs up.

"hey-hey…"

Grace smiled foolishly. Now that she thought that someone was supporting her, she didn't feel painful thinking about the development of the plot anymore.

Even her whole body was filled with energy, and she clenched her small fists in front of her.

"Come on Grayshu! Me!"

"You have to pay the rent!"

...

On the other side of the phone.

A rather gloomy boy was about to take a break when he saw a message pop up on his phone.

"It's so late... No one is looking for me..."

Although it was a question, the boy did not mean to question it.

Because he knew very well that no one would look for him, even in the morning, including his parents.

Oh no, except for that woman who's giving me a headache.

I thought about it.

He clicked on the message and his phone automatically jumped to the comic app that he occasionally used.

Saw: [Hui Shi: “Thank you! (Cute!)”]

"Who is this...?"

The boy tilted his head, exited the page, and then saw the words "The Journey of Painting Stars".

It was then that he realized that it was a cartoon that he had thought was very cute before...

Looking at the two words "author" on Hui Shi's label, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

The painting style is very cute... The plot is very childlike...

The creator is also... cute.

The depressed feeling in my heart dissipated with the wind at this moment.

He solemnly recorded this moment, then put down his phone and closed his eyes.

However, the rest did not last long.

The cell phone rang again.

He calmly opened his eyes, picked up his phone and read out: "Desdobia..."

This time his mood was no longer calm, and his face turned slightly red.

Although he seemed a little disgusted, he still answered the phone: "Hello... Why are you looking for me so late?"

...