"My mind is perfectly fine!"
The man shouted, somewhat agitated.
"I think we settled our disagreement just now."
Editor Zhang remained calm. "Auntie didn't see A Yu."
"If you can't believe either me or Auntie, you can ask a few more people."
"But I advise you not to ask anyone here."
"After all, you live here."
"If word gets around, it won't be good for you."
Editor Zhang's calm words made the man feel as if he'd thrown a punch at a cloud.
He was frustrated, yet had no way to vent.
He didn't want to seem unreasonable.
But he stared wide-eyed at A Yu.
A Yu... didn't exist?
Was she just his imagination?
That was ridiculous.
There had never been anything wrong with his mind.
He'd always considered himself optimistic and positive.
How could he be hallucinating?
It made no sense.
Besides, A Yu right in front of him seemed so real. What about her looked even remotely fake?
He couldn't help reaching out, wanting to touch A Yu.
He wanted to confirm with his own hands that she was real.
"Hisst~"
The man abruptly withdrew his hand, a bitter smile appearing on his face.
Could this snake be fake, too?
Was it another hallucination?
Why would he imagine something like this?
It was true that lately he'd been painting in a style similar to A Yu's.
But actually, he liked cute girls more than mature women.
If what he was seeing really was a hallucination, why would A Yu look like this?
"A Yu... is fake?"
He murmured.
He didn't know if he was talking to himself or asking a question.
He didn't even know if he was asking Editor Zhang or A Yu, who seemed utterly unconcerned with everything around her.
The man suddenly