Lord Yama please let me go

Lan Miaomiao opened the curtains of the living room.

When the sunlight outside penetrated the glass and flooded the living room, Lan Miaomiao finally saw the whole picture of the living room.

It can be barely seen that there is a square table in the center of the living room, and four square stools full of various objects are placed around the square table.There are all kinds of garbage scattered on the ground, and things that are mixed in the garbage can't tell whether they are useful or useless.

On the surrounding walls, there are unknown symbols painted with red unknown liquid.

Lan Miaomiao was so scared out of her wits by the messy scene in the living room that she picked up a black half skirt on the ground with extreme disgust.

The skirt that Lan Miaomiao was holding was obviously stained with some strange colors.

At the beginning, Lan Miaomiao still had difficulty distinguishing what kind of things this pile of rubbish was.Gradually, Lan Miaomiao, who lost her patience, waved her little hand directly, packed up all the trash-looking things in the living room and threw them out.

And the unknown liquid on the wall, under Lan Miaomiao's little probing, discovered that it was a kind of water-based paint.With Lan Miaomiao's wiping, the paint disappeared from the wall.

Although Zhong Yanluo's residence is a single two-story villa, Lan Miaomiao's back is aching from such a small villa.

It's really not because the house is too big, it's just that the house made by Zhong Yanluo is really messy.

Lan Miaomiao sat wearily in the brand-new living room, and now she finally had time to study the diary in her hand.

Lan Miaomiao covered the cover of the diary with her hands. To be honest, she felt a little nervous inside.

Obviously she wanted to get close to her own story, but her heartbeat couldn't stop beating crazily.

Lan Miaomiao gently pressed one hand on her chest to drive away some inner tension, while the other hand gently opened the cover.

On the title page, there was a neat line of small characters written in a small and beautiful font that Lan Miaomiao found extremely strange.

[I wish I could really meet you in this life, Lolita. 】

Um?who is loli?One-eyed loli?Lan Miaomiao touched the words on the title page, doubts flashed in her heart.

Lan Miaomiao flipped through the contents of the day casually. It is not so much a diary as it is a collection of the original body's post-reading impressions on various articles about One-eyed Lolita and the author's feelings about One-eyed Lolita. confession.

Lan Miaomiao felt the strange emotions expressed between the lines in her diary. She stroked those words lightly, and couldn't help but secretly sigh in her heart.

She who wrote this diary must have never thought that the one-eyed loli she was so curious and longing for turned out to be a weird girl with gray eyes who made a mess of the house, wearing a small foreign dress, dyed silver hair and wearing a one-eyed eye patch .

In other words, the name One-eyed Lolita already revealed that Zhong Yanluo would be a weird girl, but now Lan Miaomiao couldn't arouse the slightest interest in her.

On the last page of the diary, the original body is full of anticipation and excitement, because she finally became the editor in charge of One-eyed Lolita, and today is the first day she went to the house of One-eyed Lolita to pick up the manuscript.

Lan Miaomiao slowly closed the diary and sighed softly.

Perhaps it was the reason for her amnesia. Looking at the anticipation and excitement between the lines in the diary, she couldn't resonate at all.

However, she is willing to accept this feeling.

Although she didn't have any first impression of the girl who behaved strangely upstairs, but now that her memory and emotion are blank, she is willing to grasp the only straw.

Because this is her only guidance for her future life.

Lan Miaomiao, who put the diary back into her bag, sat blankly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, and the golden-red sunset outside the window conveyed to her the time that had passed.

Lan Miaomiao stood up from the stool, and walked up the stairs to the door of Zhong Yanluo's study.

Lan Miaomiao raised her hand hesitantly, then put it down again. Standing in front of the door, she hesitated whether to knock on the door.

In case, the one-eyed loli is concentrating on writing, she will interrupt her train of thought when she knocks on the door suddenly.

For a while, Lan Miaomiao hesitated standing in front of the door.

"Damn it." A low curse came from the room suddenly, "Mentally retarded, mentally retarded, mentally retarded! If you can't play, don't grab the output position, rubbish teammate!"

Although some people don't know what the people in the room are doing, Lan Miaomiao feels that they must not be writing.

"Hello, um, are you writing?" Lan Miaomiao knocked on the door of Zhong Yanluo's room and asked.

With a gloomy face, Zhong Yanluo opened the door of her room a crack, and her eye without a blindfold looked at Lan Miaomiao through the crack she opened: "Do you really want to see me?" My manuscript."

Lan Miaomiao nodded blankly.

"Then do you know how to apply pesticides?" Zhong Yanluo asked.

Lan Miaomiao shook her head: "I don't know."

"I don't know? What's the answer! What rank are you!" Zhong Yanluo's eyes were clearly dissatisfied, she stretched out a hand from the crack of the door, and spread it out in front of Lan Miaomiao , "Give me your phone, I'll take a look for myself."

"Oh." Lan Miaomiao took out her mobile phone from her bag in a daze. When it came to the mobile phone, she suddenly realized that it should be the mobile game that Lolita mentioned in the diary, pesticides, " Is that the game you're talking about? I seem to be pretty good at it."

After Lan Miaomiao unlocked the phone and handed it to Zhong Yanluo, she said uncertainly.She doesn't know if she will play games after losing her memory...

"Wow - you are the king." Seeing Lan Miaomiao's rank, Zhong Yanluo immediately rushed out of the room, she laughed in surprise, and asked, "Well, what's your name?"

"Lan Miaomiao."

"Miaomiao, can you lend me a hug with your thigh?" Zhong Yanluo suddenly reversed her cold appearance at first, with a mean smile on her face, and her exposed eye flickered , as if filled with the wishes of the king.

Lan Miaomiao was stunned, hugging her thigh?She foolishly stretched out a leg to Zhong Yanluo: "Hey, I borrowed your thigh to hug you, will you give me the manuscript?"

Zhong Yanluo watched Lan Miaomiao stretch her legs and move her mouth, and no longer thought she was stupid.Zhong Yanluo patted Lan Miaomiao's outstretched thigh with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be quite humorous!"

"Ok?"

"How about this, how about you take me to get platinum, and then I will write the manuscript for you?" Zhong Yanluo looked at Lan Miaomiao expectantly.

Lan Miaomiao pursed her lips and thought for a few seconds: "Then what rank are you now?"

"Hehehe, I'm still gold. But I blame my teammates for being too rubbish, but I'm still very good!" Zhong Yanluo patted her chest, and her gray eyes were filled with a confident radiance.

"Well. Then you give me the manuscript first, and I will play games with you." Lan Miaomiao nodded, and she said expressionlessly.

"Then you play one game with me first, just one game, and I will write the essay after I win a game, and I can write very quickly!" Zhong Yanluo shook Lan Miaomiao's sleeve, her voice was deep and deep. The voice became soft and cute.

"It's okay." Lan Miaomiao took her mobile phone from Zhong Yanluo's mobile phone. She opened the matching interface of the game and suddenly found a huge problem, "The king can't play with gold.",

"Ah? Then you go, I may not be able to hand in the manuscript today, I have to play two more rounds by myself." Hearing Lan Miaomiao's words, Zhong Yanluo felt a great sense of loss in her heart, she turned around and walked away. Want to go back to the room and continue her fight.

Lan Miaomiao frowned watching Zhong Yanluo turn around, she must get the manuscript today!

"How about this, you write first, I'll open a small account, and we'll play after you finish writing and I should have enough rank." Lan Miaomiao, who was studying the game in his hand, had already figured out the rules of the game a little.

"Hmm..." Zhong Yanluo pursed her lips. She looked at the blank documents on the computer in the room from a distance, and reluctantly nodded, "It's okay. Then you call quickly, and call me when you finish typing." ~"

"Yes." Lan Miaomiao nodded, turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

"Eh?" Zhong Yanluo suddenly stopped Lan Miaomiao, "Can you cook? If you can, can you cook me something to eat? I'm starving to death? If not, you can order takeaway, etc. I give money!"

"I don't know." Lan Miaomiao was still dazed, she shook her head blankly, "I don't know if I can cook, what do you want to eat?"

"Hmm...it doesn't have to be too difficult, fried rice with eggs is also fine. Forget it, let's order takeaway, do you eat pizza? Shall we have pizza at night?" Zhong Yanluo asked.

"Well, as long as you write the article." Lan Miaomiao shrugged indifferently, her task today was to come to the manuscript.

Looking at Lan Miaomiao's expressionless face, Zhong Yanluo gritted her teeth angrily.

She thought that the little fool who came this time was a ruthless character. No matter what she said, she always had that indifferent face, as if she didn't care about other things as long as she handed over the manuscript.

However, thinking that this person is actually a king... Zhong Yanluo's eyes secretly glanced at Lan Miaomiao's face.snort!This seemingly unintelligent person is actually a king, and she must be a king too!

"Then eat pizza, I'll go and write for a while. I'll come down when the takeaway arrives and you ring the bell downstairs." Zhong Yanluo curled her lips and said.

"Yes." Lan Miaomiao nodded flatly.

Hmm... the one who yelled with a bell, isn't it really a puppy?