Editor Zhang thought he had found a talented painter, but...

However, are there not many people with some talent in art who have mental problems?

After thinking this way, he regained his composure.

What he needs to determine now is the extent of the man's symptoms.

If it was really serious, he would probably have to give up his initial plan to sign a contract with this artist and to have further cooperation.

The continuous rain cast a shadow between his brows.

He told the man bluntly without any tact that the so-called Ayu did not exist at all.

...

The man thought for a moment that Editor Zhang was joking with him.

Very boring joke.

But, no.

Editor Zhang looked very serious.

The other party had no intention of joking at all.

What he said was serious.

seriously......

The corners of the man's mouth suddenly turned upward.

He turned to look at Ayu who had already walked in because of the delay.

How can it be?!

"Editor Zhang, Ayu is here."

The man tilted his umbrella to cover the falling raindrops from Ayu who came to him.

...

Editor Zhang also laughed.

In his opinion, the man's strange actions were a bit funny.

It just so happened that I had no consciousness at all.

He thought for a while and took out his cell phone.

The dimmed screen can be used as a mirror.

"look."

.......

"What are you looking at?"

The man muttered in confusion and subconsciously looked at the mobile phone in front of him.

This phone is much better than his.

...

"On the screen."

Editor Zhang pointed at the black screen.

"On the screen?"

The man became even more strange, "Isn't the screen black?"

"What are you looking at?"

He stared at the phone screen and saw himself with a confused look on his face.

And Ayu.

He couldn't help but reach out and tap the figure on the screen, then looked at Editor Zhang, "Look, Ayu."

Editor Zhang looked at his mobile phone screen carefully.

There is only the man and his own reflection.

Can you see it like this?

So-

Editor Zhang turned on the camera on his mobile phone.

"Click~"

He looked at the man's shocked expression in the photo, and then turned the phone in the man's direction.

"look."

"Hey, a photo of me and Ayu."

The man was a little embarrassed and said, "Editor Zhang, what kind of photos are you taking for us?"

"I'll forget it."

"Ayu took the photos well."

...

Editor Zhang's expression froze.

This illusion is too powerful.

He put away his phone and stopped trying other methods.

I can't think of any other way at the moment.

There is only one way...

"Jang He."

"I like your painting of Ayu very much."

Editor Zhang's sudden change of topic made the man stunned, "Ah, thank you."

The man couldn't help but smile happily.

"I know, you like Ayu very much."

The man didn't think much about Editor Zhang's words and replied directly, "Well, she is my muse."

"As soon as I painted her, I felt that I was in a particularly good state."

...

"But if it doesn't exist, it doesn't exist."

"You just like her so much that you think she is a real person."

"Imagine that she is really there beside you."

Editor Zhang's words caused the smile on the man's face to disappear.

The man's face looked a little ugly.

He hurriedly defended, "No."

"Ayu is real."

"She's right next to me."

"she......"

"You can just ask anyone."

Editor Zhang interrupted the man's hurried words, "Can you ask them if they can see Ayu?"

"Actually, I don't really recommend you to use this method."

Wouldn't this be exposing your abnormality to others?

This doesn't do men any good.

...

"But, there is no other way now."

"I can't see Ayu."

"But you said that Ayu is by your side."

"Are you right or am I right? Do you want to verify it?"

Editor Zhang said he was unsure, but the look on his face was clearly very determined.

Make sure you are right.

The man tightened the handle of the umbrella in his hand.
To be continued...