One person forms a group, the person setting is reversed

Xia Youjie looked at the crying woman who was heartbroken and out of breath, with the tails of her long and narrow eyes drooping down, she walked up to the woman in two strides, leaning on her legs, and squatted on one knee At the same time, he quickly unbuttoned his coat, took off his clothes, and put them on the woman.

"It's all right now." He said softly, with comfort and encouragement in his purple eyes.

Imamura Kumiko also quickly recovered her calm, her crying became smaller and smaller, and finally only hiccups remained.

Imamura Kumiko felt very ashamed after venting her emotions for a while and then returned to her rationality. She lowered her head and tried to bury her head in the loose clothes she wore, as if this could hide her face and get out of the predicament.

The deceitful behavior does not seem ridiculous in this scene.

Anyone with a little conscience will not be critical of a person who has just escaped a dangerous situation.

"Sorry, hiccup, I'm just... too scared hiccup." Imamura Kumiko blushed and said embarrassingly, she could feel a rush of heat from the bottom of her feet, even if she couldn't see her image, she could still guess at this moment Her face must have gone red.

Ahhh so embarrassing!

You're not a child anymore, and you're still crying so badly!

Imamura Kumiko thought desperately.

What's more, she still loses face in front of a handsome guy, it's a shame.

However, it's okay.

She survived from that monster, and it was the handsome guy in front of her who saved her.

Sniffing, trying to calm herself down, Kumiko Imamura took a deep breath and whispered, "Um... do you know what that monster was just now? And you, who are you? Specialized in dealing with that kind of monster People? Similar to special world policemen, night watchmen, protectors, etc.?"

Imamura Kumiko liked fantasy things since she was a child, especially when her parents bought her a mobile phone after entering junior high school. Since then, Imamura Kumiko has fallen into the pit of light novels and can’t get back up. Even if she started working more than ten years later, she still loves light novels. Same love.

In this way, Imamura Kumiko, who is immersed in countless light novel streams and can spit out countless related settings with her eyes closed, becomes more and more excited as she speaks, and the fear just now is gone.

Xia Youjie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't interrupt Kumiko Imamura.

He looked at the young woman with radiant eyes, waving hands and feet when she talked about the depth of love, her whole body was full of vitality, and his heart was touched, and his eyes couldn't help softening a little again.

Imamura Kumiko kept talking, and she still couldn't finish it when her mouth became dry, she swallowed, and planned to continue talking.

She subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, and accidentally bumped into his eyes.

The man's pupil color is very beautiful, the kind of rare purple pupil that is transparent and flawless like amethyst.

Imamura Kumiko saw her figure in these clear pupils, and was momentarily absent-minded.

A man's eyes are like a mirror, clearly reflecting the world.

And in this mirror, everything is invisible.The good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, the lies are true...

A myth and rumor suddenly appeared in Kumiko Imamura's mind.

Evil Mirror Stand: The good man stands in front of the mirror, the mirror surface is bright, clean and clear.The villain stood in front of the mirror and couldn't see his figure clearly, only a cloud of blurred and distorted black mist.

In the eyes of men, is the world so clearly defined?

He opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Imamura Kumiko closed her mouth, raised her hand to tighten the clothes that the man put on her body, and said with a tight throat, "Sorry, I've been talking to myself..."

The man seemed a little surprised, his narrow and affectionate eyes were slightly rounded, he shook his head, and said softly: "No, I'm glad you're in such good spirits, it means you can sleep well tonight."

The moonlight shone on the man's body, as if it had coated him with a soft silver edge, giving him a sense of sight that he was about to become a fairy.

Imamura Kumiko didn't dare to look into those clear and gentle eyes anymore, it's not that she has something dirty in her heart, it's just that she's shy...

His eyes flickered, and Imamura Kumiko's eyes couldn't help but fall to other places.

She saw the man's ear.

Because the man tied a half-ball hair that was dry but tender.So the ears are exposed, not hidden under the hair.

Imamura Kumiko first noticed that the man had pierced ears and was wearing jet-black oval earrings.Immediately afterwards, she came to the conclusion that the man's earlobes are thick.

Wow, isn't this a typical Buddha statue?

Then Kumiko Imamura was taken aback, startled by her own thoughts.

hiss.

No wonder she thought the man was kind at first glance, it turned out to be Buddha!

Xia Youjie didn't know why the woman suddenly became agitated again.But he knew it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he said, "Where is your home? I will take you back."

Kumiko Imamura replied vigorously: "xxx, Nagata-cho, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo!"

Xia Youjie was startled, and looked at the excited Imamura Kumiko with complicated eyes, hesitated for a while, but couldn't help reminding: "Don't tell others your address casually."

"No, I don't say that to everyone." Imamura Kumiko wiped the tip of her nose and said shyly, "You are different, you saved me. And if you want to harm me, you don't have to bother at all. I don’t have a chance to resist if I don’t save my life, or if I look at my mood.”

This is very realistic and sounds helpless.

But this is the fact.

Xia Youjie stopped rebutting. He stood up, stretched out his right hand to Imamura Kumiko, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Imamura Kumiko looked up at the tall and handsome man, and firmly held the hand that was much bigger than hers.

Kumiko Imamura will never forget what happened tonight.

She will also imprint in her heart the figure of the man who rescued her as if a god descended.

on the way home.

That man bathed in the moonlight and stepped on the silver light, as if even the ruthless world treated him leniently.

Even wherever he went, the dark clouds would fade away.On him, the silver light given by the moon shines brighter than anyone else.

Turning her head slightly, Kumiko Imamura carefully looked at the man's side face, the outline was obvious, and the tightened jaw line made the man's chin look thin...

Speaking of which, the man's face is also very small, a typical oval face.

Kumiko Imamura was distracted, and couldn't help drawing a picture in her mind.

Under the moonlight, purple and darkness confront each other, and the man faces the huge Buddha statue face to face.

Compared with the ten-meter-high Buddha statue, the man is pitifully small.But the shadow he dragged was not insignificant, it was taller than a Buddha statue, and his body exuded a bright radiance, and in that kind smile, all shadows were dispelled...

Kumiko Imamura's hands were itchy suddenly, and she could make this painting in one night.

That's right, Kumiko Imamura is still a well-known painter on the online painter platform.

Xia Youjie knew that Imamura Kumiko was watching him.

But because it didn't matter, Xia Youjie didn't stop him.

Xia Youjie has always known that he looks good.So I often encounter some peach blossoms, whether good or bad, Xia Youjie never cares.After all, he is separated from the world of ordinary people. He leaves gently, and no one can find him.

And...he's not interested in love either.

He has more important things than falling in love, a minor tune that adds to the interest of life.

He wants to recover Wujo Wu and take Wujo Wu back from the darkness.

If you can't do it in one year, then it will be two years, if you can't do it in two years, then it will be three years.No matter how many years and how much time it takes, Xia Youjie will never give up Wujo Wu.

It was the signal he gave that misled his close friend who regarded him as the indicator of good and evil. Finding Wu, recovering Wu... It was also Xia Youjie's atonement for himself.

Sending the girl downstairs, Xia Youjie watched the girl go upstairs. After the girl stood on the balcony and waved to himself to indicate that she had arrived home, Xia Youjie smiled before turning and leaving.

Keeping her eyes on the man's back until she could no longer see her, Imamura Kumiko reluctantly went back to her room.

She first entered the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror and stared blankly at her embarrassed self, and then found that the man's coat was still on her body.

No, she forgot to return it!

Hurriedly leaving the bathroom and carefully hanging the clothes on the hanger, Kumiko Imamura returned to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror again, the girl in the mirror had red eyes, tattered clothes and scratches everywhere, looking miserable.

Imamura Kumiko didn't feel miserable at the moment. She stared blankly at herself in the mirror, and she didn't know what to think of. Her cheeks suddenly flushed and she patted her face hard. Then she picked up the headband hanging on the tile next to her, and put Her hair was tied back, and she washed her face in one go.

After washing her face, Kumiko Imamura left the bathroom, hurriedly walked to the computer, sat down, and turned it on skillfully.

While waiting for the computer to start up, Imamura Kumiko turned her head to look at the black coat that she hung on the external hanger and knew it was not her.

The hem of the coat was a bit dirty, and it was not difficult for Kumiko Imamura to imagine that it was because she was sitting on the ground, and the clothes were too long for her, dragging them on the ground...

Kumiko Imamura didn't dare to wash it by hand because the fabric felt very high-end. She planned to take it to a dry cleaner tomorrow for dry cleaning.As for whether he can still meet a man, that's another matter.

If it didn't work, she hung up the clothes and treasured them carefully. After all, they were the clothes of her savior, and they were worth it!

After turning on the computer, Kumiko Imamura opened a series of software with ease, finally connected the drawing board, held the electronic sensor pen, and immersed herself in the world of painting with full concentration.

……

The sky was slightly bright, but the birds had already woken up, chirping and chirping on the tree branches.

Through a window, the owner of the room was sleeping soundly on the table.

The woman's long hair spread across the table, covering the drawing board.

On the computer screen, a picture with amazing concept and drawing skills displayed a pop-up window that the upload was successful.

The pop-up window was not clicked, so it can be seen that the woman fell asleep after uploading.

On the uploaded webpage, there is a red dot with the number 88 hanging on the mailbox-like icon in the upper right corner that prompts the information. This red dot is very fast, and it rushed to 99 almost in the next second.

When Kyoko Yonezawa woke up, she found that her favorite artist wife had been updated, and she was overjoyed.Very quickly, with a click, it clicked into Mrs. Painter's space.