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No one expected that Muyan could really invite ZY, the editor-in-chief immediately reacted and arranged for someone to prepare for the interview.

Muyan looked at Jiang Yenan, and whispered, "I didn't expect you would really come."

Jiang Yenan was wearing a white T-shirt, a black shirt jacket and trousers, very simple, but Mu Yan couldn't help but take a second look, he heard Jiang Yenan say: "I want to hear some more suggestions from you. "

Mu Yan was stunned, he opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the staff came and took Jiang Yenan to the lounge.

A colleague said to Jiang Yenan: "Mr. ZY, we still want to take some photos for you, so we may need to change a set of clothes later." Look at Jiang Yenan.

Jiang Yenan glanced at him, he was very talkative, not only put on makeup but also changed his clothes, the gray suit was stuck to his body, his shoulders were broad, and his waist was tightened.Jiang Yenan sat in front of the long and wide mirror, and the makeup artist used gel water to shape his natural curls. Then he frowned, turned his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm not used to this smell."

Muyan watched Jiang Yenan's every move, and when he heard him say that, she immediately stepped forward to get the comb, and said to the makeup artist, "Let me do it."

Sometimes the dance troupe is short of staff, and they will do their own makeup.Muyan's hand brushed away a strand of Jiang Yenan's hair, Jiang Yenan felt itching in his ears, turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Muyan's feet, he asked, "What's wrong with your legs?" Muyan's Touching his scalp with his fingers, he tapped his fingertips, and he whispered, "I accidentally broke my Achilles tendon while dancing, but it's fine now." Seeing Jiang Yenan's puzzled look in the mirror, he added: "I danced ballet, and now this job is part-time."

Jiang Yenan smiled, and said, "Then I was fooled by a novice editor."

Mu Yan's face turned red, "You can't say that, it's not fooling around, it's because you were moved by my sincerity."

Jiang Yenan raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

The interview went well, and after the end, Muyan wanted to send Jiang Yenan away.

Seeing Muyan limping, Jiang Yenan waved his hands, "I'll go down by myself, your legs are not convenient."

"It's okay, I want to talk to you more." Muyan knows that Jiang Yenan is currently writing the second part of "The Murder in the Willow House". He has just finished watching the previous one, and at this moment he is itching for the suspense left over from the previous one.But he didn't dare to ask Jiang Yenan directly, just like a little follower dawdling on Jiang Yenan's body, it seemed that one more glance at Mr. Jiang could absorb some light of reasoning and save his stupid brain.

Jiang Yenan got into the car, and Mu Yan stood outside the car window, waving vigorously at him.

The wheels rolled over the ground, a section of light and a section of shadow scattered on Jiang Yenan's face, light was shining on the bridge of his straight nose, his expression hidden in the twilight became a mass of entangled shadows of prey.

The story of "The Willow House Murder. The Case of Man" has come to an end, and Jiang Yenan drove back to Sanxiang Four Seasons.The old neighborhood was really inconvenient, so he parked his car and went upstairs, walked to the sixth floor, and stopped in front of the wicker-hanging door.This is exactly the same killing place as in the novel, I don't know if Mu Yan saw it.

When ZY was writing, he had a habit of substituting himself into that kind of scene. He rented a house for every book, and in that room, he became another person, gentle, cheerful, gloomy, cruel and paranoid.

A light was turned on in the study, Jiang Yenan lit a cigarette, took a puff slowly, thinking about the final outcome.The sparks from the cigarette burned faintly. He tapped the keyboard, and the fireworks shook into the ashtray at hand.

It was already three or four o'clock in the morning after writing this story, Jiang Yenan sank back in the chair, he lost his concentration, and then created a new document.He didn't feel sleepy at the moment, even excited, a new story drilled into his mind, he bit his lip, poured a large cup of coffee, and began to piece together the outline.

After writing two full pages, his thoughts stopped abruptly. Jiang Yenan paused for a few seconds, staring at the page and frowning.

Not perfect, something is wrong.

Jiang Yenan was silent, then stood up suddenly, walked to the living room and paced back and forth.

The gray walls blended with the black sofa. He was clutching his forehead, looking anxious, and the dead skin on his lower lip was constantly being bitten. Suddenly, he seemed to have a flash of inspiration. The surge of adrenaline slowly decreased, and his thoughts gradually subsided.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Yenan thought of Muyan.

A gentle, cheerful and somewhat self-satisfied smart, beautiful and slender boy.

Jiang Yenan scratched the leather sofa with his nails, making harsh sounds.What would it look like if the body bag was pulled open to reveal this beautiful face?Jiang Yenan lay down flat, looking at the dark mid-air, he seemed to be mentally unstable, waving his hands in mid-air, simulating the appearance of being strangled and struggling.

He thought of that face as Mu Yan, the protagonist in his book, struggling before death, screaming at being attacked, wrapped in pain.

After repeating this back and forth several times, he stood up and was very excited to find the prototype of the characters for his new story.

Because they interviewed ZY, the people in the editorial department celebrated. It was already late at night when Muyan returned home, and Muzheng Yuan had just arrived home, and happened to bump into Muyan.The father and son stared at each other, Mu Zhengyuan had a drink tonight and talked more than usual, when he saw Mu Yan, he took a step forward, paused and asked in a low voice: "Yan Yan, have you taken your medicine? "

Muyan's sparse happiness was immediately diluted, he lowered his head, staring at the lines on the floor.Seeing him like this, Mu Zhengyuan immediately reacted, "I'm sorry, Yan Yan, it's Dad talking too much."

Muyan shook her head with a smile, and said, "Then I'll go up first."

When he got to the room, Muyan let out a sigh of relief, walked to the bed, lay down on the bed with a "plop", and rolled over.

A few bottles of medicine were placed beside the bed, Muyan turned around to get them, poured a few pills into her mouth, and swallowed them like candy.

Since he was a child, he knew that he was different from ordinary people. Male and female reproductive organs were added to this body, and hormone instability was common.Muyan was too busy these days and forgot to take her medicine, she fainted for a while when she got up early, and her aunt who was working at home saw her, so she went to talk to Mu Zhengyuan.

Mu Zhengyuan was right to be worried about him, but Mu Yan still resisted in his heart to let his father worry about his body.

It was his own body, the body he had accepted, and he didn't need anyone's pity.

Probably because he had nothing to do, he slept soundly this time.The second day was Saturday, and he slept until noon. He slept for too long, and he lay on the bed with a heavy head in a daze.

The phone rang a few times before he could react.Mu Yan took the phone, and he woke up immediately after seeing the incoming call, coughed a few times, and said with a smile: "Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Yenan's voice was low and gentle, Muyan felt his ears burning, and he heard Jiang Yenan say: "Muyan, I wonder if I can ask you something."

"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter? You can say whatever you want, and I will agree."

Jiang Yenan turned the pen holder, and sketched Muyan's name on the pale paper, all over the face.

He said, "I want you to be the character model for my next book."

"Ah?" Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "Then...do I need to do anything?"

"You need to... let me get to know you."

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