Chapter 84: Crazy image?
Jiang Yang stopped typing, looked at the hook he left behind, and smiled.
She picked up the water cup beside her, and then she realized that the water in the cup had been finished. She had to get up and leave the study to go to the kitchen to get some water.
When passing by the living room, I happened to see Chongli sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a mobile phone in one hand, with a solemn expression and no one knowing what he was looking at.
Chongming, who was sitting next to him, also had a serious expression on his face. He was also holding a mobile phone in his hand and looking at it seriously.
These two people sitting together, although they obviously don't look alike, are strangely harmonious, making people feel that they are father and son.
Jiang Yang was amused by the thoughts in his mind. His laughter startled the two people who were lost in thought. For a moment, they both raised their heads and looked over at him.
Jiang Yang looked at the two people's identical expressions and movements, and felt that they were more and more alike.
But it’s no wonder. After all, Chongming was created by Chongli, so it’s not surprising that he looks like him.
As she was lost in thought, Chongming trotted over to her and asked, "Is today's live broadcast over?"
Jiang Yang waved his hand, "Not yet. I'll have a glass of water, take a break, and then continue writing."
Zhongming breathed a sigh of relief. "I was wondering how you could get stuck at such a critical juncture."
"You're such a good person. You definitely wouldn't be like other authors and leave such a long hook, making me anxiously wait for the next development of the story."
Jiang Yang didn't notice that after he gave a positive answer, Chong Li, who seemed to be paying no attention to the conversation, also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
When Jiang Yang heard what Chongming said, he knew that he was following his live broadcast.
She was past her shy phase and asked without hesitation, "You think my recent writing is good too, right?"
Chongming nodded his head vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice, "Of course, your writing is getting better and better!"
Chong Li affirmed, "Miss Jiang is becoming increasingly adept at telling her own stories."
"But, I'm very curious, why did Miss Jiang say that my relationship with the gods in the divine realm is weak?"
"The gods and I are close friends, and we have very close interactions. Miss Jiang, do you think I'm too cold?"
Jiang Yang's body froze. How could he not become more and more proficient?
Before, when she compiled stories, she needed to incorporate some historical stories. Now that she had reached the divine realm, she became more and more reckless in her writing, relying on the fact that humans had no historical records of the divine realm.
Chongming had told her before that Chongli was actually very indifferent towards the gods, the type who might not say a word for hundreds of years.
But for some reason, Chongli actually thought that the gods had a good relationship with him.
Chongming had told her a lot of stories about the God of Light at that time, even complaining about how he was punished for forgetting to water the vegetable garden hundreds of years ago...
At that time, she had already thought of the image of the God of Light - gloomy and sinister, extremely scheming, unable to get the love he wants, but a crazy person who would rob by force when necessary.
When I was thinking about the character design, for the sake of plot development, I naturally wrote it in the most crazy and yandere way possible, and as dramatic and exaggerated as possible. Where did I consider the feelings of the god in question?
But now those melodramatic scenes were caught by the God of Light himself, and Jiang Yang felt cold sweats all over his body.
To be honest, if someone wrote her like this, she would probably want to tear the other person apart with her bare hands. The fact that the God of Light can still stand here calmly and write the ending for her shows that he has a very good temper.
But she took advantage of Chong Li's good temper and slandered him wantonly... Jiang Yang herself felt that she had gone too far.
She winked at Chongming and asked, "When did he come? Why didn't you tell me?"
Chongming had his back to the God of Light, so he could express himself more freely, but he couldn't speak out loud.
He mouthed, "You came when the livestream started and have been sitting there ever since."
"I told you, maybe you were live streaming at the time and forgot."
Jiang Yang's memory came back. Yes, she saw it when she passed by the living room just now, but she didn't think about it.
Chongli had been sitting on the sofa, neither moving nor making a sound, so much so that she completely forgot about the existence of the bomb.
If you want to blame someone, it’s Chong Li who has been running to her house these past few days when he has nothing to do. He often sits on Jiang Yang’s sofa for the whole day, as if Jiang Yang bought that very comfortable sofa set for him.
You know, Jiang Yang barely sat on that sofa set after buying it, so now it’s cheap for Chong Li.
Jiang Yang laughed it off and tried to change the subject, but Chong Li kept asking questions, as if he wouldn't stop until he got an answer.
Seeing that he was determined to get to the bottom of the matter, Jiang Yang immediately chose to run away.
"Well, I haven't turned off the live broadcast yet, and the audience is already urging me to go back and prepare for the next live broadcast..."
Jiang Yang muttered a few words in a hurry and ran to the study. Seeing this, Chongming kicked his short legs and was about to follow her, but Chongli, who was prepared, grabbed Chongming's collar with one hand and lifted him up.
Chong Li looked at Chong Ming kindly, "Since Miss Jiang is unwilling to answer, why not ask the person who started this whole thing to answer?"
Chongming looked at the door of the study and wanted to call for help, but the next second he saw that the wooden door of the study, which symbolized life, was closed tightly.
Jiang Yang, the man who had lived and died with him, had deserted this time, leaving him alone to face this purgatory...
Before Chongming felt heartbroken for even half a second, he heard Chongli say, "Alright, stop pretending. You know I won't touch you."
"Why would I want something back that I've given away? This is true for magical instruments, and of course it's the same for divine messengers."
Chongming became lively again, "I knew that His Majesty the God of Light was the most magnanimous and forgiving. He wouldn't bother with a mere messenger of the Moon God!"
Chong Li glanced up and down at Chong Ming. "You're smart. You've disguised yourself as the Moon God's messenger. That way, I won't have a reason to punish you."
"But there are some things I still need to ask clearly. What exactly did you plot against me?"
......
Jiang Yang closed the wooden door, blocking out Chongming's wailing.
She observed three seconds of silence for Chongming in her heart, then sat down leisurely on the chair, moved the mouse, and looked at the comments in the live broadcast room.
——"What do you mean? Is my brain fried? Why can't I understand the last sentence? What do you mean he is Chongli? Isn't he Zhuqing?"
"One moment I was cheering for the sudden appearance of the God of Time in my family, and the next second it turned into a suspense channel? What do you mean Chongli has always been Chongli?"
"But his previous actions were clearly something Zhu Qing would do!"
——"Yeah, I was saying that I seemed to have overlooked something. Turns out I forgot about the God of Light!"
"I wanted to ask before, why would a being as powerful as the God of Light be possessed by Zhu Qing? But at that time, I was so distracted by the sweet daily life of the Moon Goddess and Zhu Qing that I forgot to ask."
"Now that Mother Earth has said that, I've finally realized something's wrong. No matter how powerful Zhu Qing's consciousness is, he's still just a mortal. How can his consciousness possibly occupy the consciousness of the God of Light?"
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