Be a real Phoenix man

He stood there flustered, his eyes wide open, his teeth biting his trembling lips.He wanted to squat down, but his knees were half bent, and the long tail feathers on the back of his buttocks barely touched the ground.

As if getting an electric shock, he jumped up suddenly and straightened his body.Then he stood there pitifully and stupidly, staring down at his bare toes.

He turned into a monster.

Ye Qingluan heard a strange choked sob escape from his throat, hot tears trickled down from the corner of his eyes, and dripped onto the floor with a thud.

He couldn't help covering his face and weeping bitterly, tears gushing out like a flood that burst a bank.

Without the support of his family, readers left him, his writing became worse and worse, and now he has turned into a monster... All kinds of depression and crying, uneasiness and grievance made him unbearable any longer.

Ye Qingluan cried uncontrollably.He no longer cared about the strange feeling coming from the tail, and squatted down, hugging his knees tightly, trembling like a newborn chick.

After a long time, it seemed that he was finally tired from crying, his eyes gradually closed, his head tilted, and his body fell heavily on the floor.

A strange scene appeared at this moment.

The floor is covered with marble tiles, which are hard and cold. If you fall straight on the ground, it will definitely hurt you.But the moment Ye Qingluan fell, the calm and peaceful tail feathers behind him suddenly stretched out, like a swan spreading its white and wide wings, gently enveloping Ye Qingluan, wrapping Ye Qingluan tightly in it .

"Bang", a very subtle or even negligible sound sounded, and the five tail feathers gently supported Ye Qingluan, like a blanket under his body.Ye Qingluan didn't notice it at all, but subconsciously stretched his brows, and fell asleep peacefully.

The sun shone through the gap in the curtains of the bedroom into a mottled shadow, and time passed slowly outside the window.

Ye Qingluan was awakened by the hunger in his stomach.The panic and exhaustion during the day, coupled with the feeling of an empty stomach without eating, was clamoring in his stomach.He opened his eyes in a daze, and raised his hand to wipe the dry tears on his face.

The room was pitch black, and it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night. He moved his numb body, groped for a while, and turned on the nearest wall lamp with a "snap".

Warm yellow lights illuminate the room brightly.Ye Qingluan narrowed his eyes, and after getting used to it for a while, he turned his head to look behind him, and then suddenly widened his eyes.

I saw that the tail had grown to be as tall as a person, dragging long on the ground, and the shape of the clump of fur that was crowded before going to sleep suddenly became clear—this bunch of tails turned into five clear and clear long tail feathers , and some tiny fluffs extend from each tail feather, and the shape is as beautiful as a work of art.

The most important thing is that these five tail feathers have changed from the white as snow color before, to become radiant, and the green wings are mixed with colorful colors, shining brightly under the light.

Ye Qingluan was stunned.He blinked, his emotions had changed from the initial shock, panic, and despair to the present numbness.

After crying bitterly, he was exhausted, and he no longer had the energy to think about it.

There was a trace of hollow despair in his brows, he pretended to be calm and ignored the change, bowed his waist, and dragged his tired body to the kitchen.

As he walked, he glanced at the electronic watch on the table.The time shows that two days have passed.It turned out that he slept for two whole days.

Ye Qingluan was a little dazed, he never knew that he would sleep for such a long time.He shook his head and opened the refrigerator.

There is not much food left in the refrigerator.Ye Qingluan took out a box of instant noodles, boiled water, and planned to deal with it casually.

I just ate a bowl of instant noodles but still felt that it was not enough.Ye Qingluan frowned, thinking it was probably because he hadn't eaten for two days.

With a depressed face, he had to cook another bowl of instant noodles.Holding the fragrant noodle bowl, his scattered thoughts finally became clearer.

He is now a monster with a tail.But even a monster would still be hungry, tired, eat and drink, and survive.

He can't sit on the ground and cry day and night, like a child who hasn't grown up.

Ye Qingluan frowned, picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the noodles into his mouth, devouring them hungrily.When his stomach was finally filled with satisfaction, he sighed and lay down on the backrest in a daze.

It has been two days and seven hours since his new article was published, and I don't know if there is any movement under the article.

What happened in the past two days had left him with no energy to guess the reader's reaction. He turned on the computer lazily, and habitually manipulated the mouse to open the author's background step by step.

Then unexpectedly stunned.

The comment area under his post was packed with countless comments!

The tension seized Ye Qingluan's heart for a moment, and he held his breath excitedly and pulled the message area to the bottom.Then look up one by one, one by one.

—— "Why did Qingluan open a new pit without making a sound? But the new pit is very good-looking, with a style that I have never seen before, so come on!"

The corners of Ye Qingluan's mouth could not help but rise, and such a comment finally made him breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the further you look down, the more complicated the situation becomes.

As expected, doubts and accusations followed like a shadow. There are a total of [-] comments mocking him for "starvation" and "sensation". There is also a tall comment building below, betting what will be scolded for his new article this time. Miserable.

This kind of questioning and abuse alone occupies half of his message area.

Ye Qingluan smiled bitterly.Anyway, his message area hasn't been this lively for a long time—it seems that he was too impulsive, he should have registered a new account if he had known earlier, and posted silently...

Ye Qingluan couldn't help but regret it.He looked up more and more frightenedly, but his eyes were attracted by a familiar ID.

It's "Phoenix Enters My Arms"!

In addition to the first two comments, Feng Ruwo actually left him a message, which is quite a rare move.

——"Qingluan, why didn't you update it? Is it because you are afraid of being questioned? But I know that you never care about other people's opinions, do you?"

Ye Qingluan's heart trembled, and a subtle sense of shame and shame crept up silently, filling his chest.

Why doesn't he care what other people think?Even though he has never updated the article since he re-wrote it, no matter what he encounters, he never reveals his hesitation and distress in front of the readers, but only he knows that it is just struggling to support it.

In the eyes of some people, this kind of hard support is "shameless".How could Feng Ruo Wo say so good and so strong?

——"Don't be afraid, I will always support you. I'm really looking forward to the following, and I want to know what will happen to Mo Yu and Xiaoyan next. Don't give up, okay?"

Ye Qingluan took a deep breath, his chest was filled with a kind of sweet touch and uncontrollable shame, he raised his hand to cover his eyelids, with mixed feelings.

In the end, I quietly answered "Okay" in my heart.

Anyway, he is now a monster, anyway, the worst thing has happened to him, so what could be worse in the future?

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, finally sat up straight, buried his head in front of the computer and quickly conceived the following plot.

Three in the morning.

Most of the residential areas in Yicheng were merged into the darkness, especially the high-end residential areas by the lake. Except for the street lamps, only a small duplex building in Yujing City was still dimly lit.

Looking from the direction of the light, a vague figure could be seen inside the curtain.It was a man sitting in a sofa chair. The man was tall and slumped in the soft seat, leaning slightly to play with the mobile phone in his hand. His two slender and straight legs overlapped and stretched gracefully go out.

The man looked like he had just finished work, his suit hadn't been taken off yet, his handsome face was slightly tired, but although he was tired, he was not tired, and he was always full of interest at this time.

But today, there was a hint of worry in his expression.

Three zero one.

He poked the refresh button on the phone screen, waited for the webpage to pop up, and then eagerly scrolled to the very bottom. When he saw that there was nothing there, he couldn't help being extremely disappointed.