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When he came to the office the next morning, Jun Yanshu still felt a little confused.

Perhaps because of the "abnormal operation", there is very little information about Liu Mingyin in the game. Even the background introduction of the story, which should have at least two sentences, is only the name and age of the other party.

Liu Mingyin, who had no way to know how he was with Jun Yanshu from that app, after knowing that he had a vague sense of those things, spent most of the night researching those things that seemed to be left behind after he seemed to have lost his memory. impression.

——It is clear that both the person's attitude and the process are as serious and standardized as the experiments in the laboratory, but the "experiments" done by the other party always make Jun Yanshu ashamed and even unwilling to think about it.

Reaching out to turn on the computer, Jun Yanshu couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

... However, he still had no choice but to say "no" to that guy.

Looking down at his fingertips resting on the edge of the table, Jun Yanshu was a little dazed for some reason.

Can one person really have feelings for so many people at the same time?He was already a little bit, unable to see clearly what he wanted.

The music of the computer turned on drew Jun Yanshu's attention back, he let out a breath slowly, and temporarily suppressed those complicated thoughts that had nothing to do with work.

Starting tomorrow, he has a whole week to think about organizing his thoughts.

Habitually opening the mailbox and checking his inbox, Jun Yanshu looked at the icon showing unread emails, and after a while he was sure that the sender had indeed sent him a blank email inexplicably yesterday safely.

Did you accidentally bump into something again...?

The finger on the mouse moved, and Jun Yanshu was a little afraid to move the cursor to this email.

He didn't know if he was expecting something.

Lips pursed unconsciously, Jun Yanshu hesitated for a while before clicking on the email that was sent in at [-]:[-]am this morning.

Unlike the previous blank email without any text, the body of this email has a short description: "New book."

Under those two words, the system prompts that there is an attachment.

Unable to tell whether the emotion that surged up at that moment was disappointment or something else, Jun Yanshu let out a sigh of relief after a long while, downloaded the attachment in the email, opened it and began to read.

——It was the story that Lin Yu wrote when he was at his home.

As soon as Jun Yanshu saw the name of the protagonist in the story, Jun Yanshu was sure of this.

At that time, it was because he saw this story describing love, which even revealed a bit of jerky and unnatural between the lines, that he could distinguish that person from the "An Ran" he was familiar with at the very beginning. Come.

——But it was not the story he had seen before.