The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 341 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (6)

The study was quiet for a while, and then there was a loud collision.

It was like the sound of many things being swept to the ground.

Ouyang Chuan froze for a moment, then shouted even more worriedly: "Boss..."

"leave me alone!"

Yan Mu supported the table, panting heavily.

He stared closely at the water glass on the table.

Not long ago, she was holding this cup and sitting obediently in front of him.

So close that it seems within reach.

But her eyes were so alienated and strange.

It seems so far away that I can't grasp it.

The corners of Yanmu's lips were raised slightly, and his eyes were full of sadness, showing an expression that was half a smile and half a cry.

"She forgot about me..."

His eyes were red and his lips quivered slightly.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he gently picked up the water glass.

"How is this possible..." He held the cup and stared at the shallow lip print on the edge of the cup, "How is it possible..."

"She said she would always stay with me..."

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It was already dark when Qiao Rong returned home.

She ate something casually, took a shower, and then went to bed holding the book.

After adjusting the pillow to a comfortable height, she lay down comfortably.

Pulling the quilt to his chest, Qiao Rong picked up the book next to him.

The cover of the book is made of pure black suede with a very high-grade texture.

Except for the carving marks on the book title, there are no other patterns on it. It is too solemn to look like an online literary novel.

Looking at it, Qiao Rong somehow remembered the scene when he met Yanmu during the day.

Judging from her conversation with him, she could feel that he was a gentle and polite person, and he always took care of her emotions.

It's just strange that, even though everything looks normal, she always feels that the atmosphere is a bit depressing, just like the cover of this book.

It was as if there was a heavy stone on my heart.

Qiao Rong frowned slightly, not understanding why she had such thoughts.

She shook her head lightly, driving the scene of the day out of her mind.

The contract signed today stated that she would officially join the company in three days, so she had better read this novel as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Qiao Rong carefully turned the pages of the book.

Just as soon as she turned the first page, she froze.

This page has no content, just a blank sheet of paper.

There is just a name signed in the lower right corner.

The font is handsome and unrestrained, and the strokes are clean and neat.

Judging from the slightly sunken scratches on the font, it is obvious that this is the author's autograph.

None of this is surprising.

However, the signature on this piece of paper is not the pseudonym "Yanxu", but "Yanmu".

But everyone knows that Great God Yan Xu has never revealed any true information about himself, let alone appeared in any public place.

No one knows what his real name is.

Therefore, this book must be the one Yanmu himself is using, and it may even be the only one in the collection.

Qiao Rong pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that the book became a little hot.

She felt that she was not a very careful person, and it would be bad if she broke his book.

It would be better if she went online to download the electronic version herself, or went to the bookstore tomorrow to buy a new copy and read it again.

Thinking like this, Qiao Rong planned to close the book.

But just as she moved her fingers, she suddenly paused.

(End of this chapter)