The anchor is showing love every day

Mu Yang was stuck on the outline last night until one o'clock in the morning.

Because this book is written with the story of him and Chuang Chuang as the prototype, so it is very cautious.What's more, he has already boasted in front of Chuang Chuang that he will write the best novel he has written so far for him!

Saying no now is not something a man can do!

If you are a man, you can't say no!

Mu Yang began to slowly recall the memories between him and Yan Chuang.Chuang Chuang accompanied him through the darkest time of his life, and Chuang Chuang's smile is still imprinted in Mu Yang's mind.

Although Chuang Chuang has changed a lot since he was in junior high school, Mu Yang only took one look at Yan Chuang and recognized him immediately.

is his creation

Mu Yang and Yan Chuang met when they were in the fourth grade of elementary school. At that time, Yan Chuang was still very young. He spoke in a baby voice but looked as serious as a young adult. On his shoulders was the silly captain's three-year-old. Daobang, in class, he will raise his cute arm as long as a carrot to answer the teacher's questions.

The big eyes are inlaid on the white and pink milk skin, like big black grapes.

Maybe Yan Chuang didn't remember, but the way Yan Chuang rushed to protect him in front of those bad kids that day was like an imprint on Mu Yang's heart, which he could never forget.

Mu Yang and Yan Chuang were promoted to different junior high schools.

Yan Chuang, who was in junior high school, was as tall as a bamboo knot, and he had grown a lot taller. He could already see the thin figures of some handsome young men. His beautiful side faces were blocked by his forehead hair when he lowered his head. He had black broken hair and fair skin. The contrast is sharp, and even the sunset becomes gentle, adding a beautiful orange filter to his creation.

His Chuang Chuang will not know that a person who has strange thoughts about him has specially put on their school uniform, waits at the gate of their school, and follows him all the way home.

Seeing him pulling the dog's tail grass from the side of the road to tease the kitten, a gentle smile reads; on his face.Seeing that he took out five cents and bought a radish pancake, which was delicious. Butter's little face was covered with oil stains, but it also had a little more ordinary real smile and happiness.

Mu Yang once thanked the old lady who sold carrot cakes for making his Chuang Chuang smile so beautifully.

Mu Yang has been quietly, quietly, annotating his creation.

Mu Yang's world has always been gray.It's not that he's colorblind, it's a different feeling.

It seemed that when everything reached his retina, the fluctuations in it were smoothed out by a pair of invisible hands, and the colors were filtered out.

The world in Mu Yang's eyes has colors but no vitality.It's as if the whole world is covered with a rubber cover, and the transmission of emotion and color is blurred and unclear.Sometimes Mu Yang can't understand human emotions.Is it hard to die a loved one?It will probably be uncomfortable, right?It is common sense in the world to suffer when you lose something beautiful.But Mu Yang couldn't understand such common sense.

He knows such common sense, but does not understand such common sense.

Like an emotionless but intelligent monster, he hid himself in the common sense he knew, and imitated the humans around him, making expressions of joy and sorrow.

But he is a monster after all, he doesn't care about this whole world.Except for his creation.

Chuang Chuang's hair is so messy today, is it because he got up late?Who is that woman next to Chuang Chuang?I would like to ask the question, don’t stick your body so close, your two useless fats will be attached to my Chuang Chuang’s body?Why does Chuang Chuang blush at those girls?What an eyesore.Chuang Chuang is looking at me, is he looking at me?This cat Chuang Chuang seems to like it very much. If you take this cat back, you can have a common language with Chuang Chuang, right?

Only when he sees his creation, Mu Yang will feel the tenderness that he belongs to human beings.

Only his creativity can transform him from a monster playing a human into a real person.

Mu Yang is not surprised at all that the object of his sexual fantasy is Yan Chuang, because it started when Yan Chuang smiled at him with his soft bun face.Chuang Chuang is the only one in his world.

It's just that later he was forcefully borrowed by his parents, obviously he has failed to fulfill his responsibility, but now he thinks it's not too late to save him?Not anger, but a sarcastic mood.

What made him angry was that his parents took him away forcefully. After Yan Chuangsheng graduated from high school and transferred to other cities, Mu Yang returned to the original place again, but he could no longer find his Chuang Chuang.

Mu Yang has no emotions, just like a monster, but he also has something that other people don't have.

Presumably God took away his senses and gave him something else.At first, I found that my talent in writing was just a coincidence, but my casually written [-]-word essay was accepted and published by a magazine, and my e-mail box was full of invitation letters from editors who thought they were Bole.

Passionate words, but Mu Yang did not follow the editor's wish, but turned around and became an Internet writer who was extremely disdainful for serious literature.

"Don't you really think about it? You are very talented!"

The words of the magazine editor did not keep Mu Yang, what Mu Yang wanted was not something that would cause pain, he wanted to replicate the warmth he felt when he saw Yan Chuang again.

What even Mu Yang himself could not say, was written by him.So he became famous easily.

Success seems to be very easy for him. The Weibo account is only sent to him when it has more than 3 followers under the management of others; reads;.

Mu Yang's heart is actually quite indifferent, but he doesn't want to let himself be idle, he will think of his creation when he is idle, and he can't help but start to fantasize when he thinks about it.

His panting appearance, delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes wrinkled together because of desire and pain, his slightly bent knees on the bed are round and cute, and his creamy skin looks imaginative after being sucked The bright crimson, the sound of panting lightly, and the water mist emerging from the bright black eyes.

The longing that must be relieved by the five-finger girl is extremely sad.

After being separated for too long, even Mu Yang gradually discovered the irrationality of his fantasy.

His chuangchuang should have grown up like himself, but he can't find his chuangchuang anymore, and he doesn't know what the grown-up chuangchuang looks like, does he have a girlfriend, or does he have a boy he likes? child.Although he has no way of knowing.

When I was a teenager, my ability was not as strong as it is now, and my thinking was not as rigorous.At that time, he thought he could see his Chuang Chuang every day, so he never asked Yan Chuang's family.

If at least the names and units of his parents were known at that time, it would be much easier to find someone.After all, with only one name, it is really too difficult to find someone in China with a population of 14 billion.

As an adult, Mu Yang once regretted it, but there is no way to turn back time.

When Yan Chuang returned to his world, Mu Yang recognized him instantly.After all, those eyebrows and eyes are so familiar that his thoughts are engraved in his bones.

In an instant, Mu Yang felt it.

Just standing in front of him, with Chuang Chuang's ordinary smile, there is a feeling of light and heat.Everything around is colorful because of Chuangchuang.

"Nice to meet, Mr. Mu Yang. My name is Yan Chuang, and I will be your assistant writer."

Mu Yang almost cried for nothing, but fortunately Nian Mao called Chuang Chuang out.

When Chuang Chuang walked out of the room, he really cried out for nothing, leaning on the window, quietly watching Chuang Chuang send Nian Maocai away in the car, but he didn't get in the car.

Mu Yang's heart was beating so fast that he couldn't calm down and write.He heard Yan Chuang come upstairs and stood in front of his door for a few seconds.

Mu Yang was standing behind the thin door panel, breathing uncontrollably and heavily, getting closer and closer to his Chuang Chuang.I want to hug him, hold him tight, kiss him, caress him, enter him, blend with him, all of it, swallow all his body fluid, let him change because of his movements. So wet, I want him to call his name when he is in love, like dying with him, I want to see his smiling face, I can't wait to eat it, I want to taste the sweet blood and soft flesh, I want to put He took him to a far away place, hoping that he would only see himself as a person from now on.

The momentary * made Mu Yang's groin itch uncontrollably.

Just separated by a door, Mu Yang's body, which had been silent for a long time, was talking about his longing with high spirits.

His creation is on the other side of the door panel, right there on the other side.

Within reach, as long as he opens the fan, he can touch his creation.

If Yan Chuang opens the door, you can see Mu Yang erecting//to the air with tears all over his face.But Yan Chuang hesitated for a while, but did not open the door.

After being unable to control his longing for a long time, Mu Yang finally regained some sense.

"Meeting you for the first time?"

Mu Yang recalled Yan Chuang's words just now.

In other words, sure enough, his creation.He has been forgotten.