Ly Ly is a poor comic author. But since she moved into the old 8-story apartment building, the number of readers and royalties suddenly skyrocketed. Readers praise her for her rich imagination... But that's not really the case... Everything she draws is from her current life! Here's the vampire, the zombie king, the corpse hunter, and the elves. It's not just her imagination that they're all eating hot pot in front of her!
"I see my brother, Dylan, really likes you."
Nancy sat next to me, munching on grilled chicken wings, and said to me, "Last time you went downstairs to talk to your old classmate, I saw him standing at the top of the stairs with his arms crossed, looking at that friend for a long time with a look on his face extremely gloomy."
I dipped it in soy sauce with a brush and spread it on the pieces of meat on the grill. While grilling, I glared at her, "You've never been in love. I don't believe it."
Although Nancy is Dylan's sister, because of her simple nature, I do not trust Nancy's intuition.
In spite of... both are vampires.
"I feel like Dylan likes you, too," said mermaid Belle, leaning against the shore, picking up a fish.
I looked at her with disdain and said, "Belle, do you mermaids eat fish?"
"Why do sharks also eat fish, don't you wonder?"
I thought she had a point, so I didn't know how to respond for a moment, so I only reluctantly added a sentence, "Eat less, look how round you are. The shark's waist is not as big as it is."
Don't be fooling around. ", Belle still didn't move, just lazily wagged her tail," "Last time I saw Dylan standing at the bus stop waiting for you, when it was drizzling, he brought an umbrella with him." Oh for her again. What kind of person is the owner of our inn, who can arbitrarily treat others well?
Nancy chewed and followed Belle, "You do not speak ill or harm to you, but to be nice to you, even bring you an umbrella." Perhaps he changed his mind?Maybe it's easier when the sky falls down! "
Give me an umbrella because I don't have an umbrella. Moreover, he immediately returned when he gave me an umbrella. I explained, "You two think too much. The whole apartment complex you two have to talk about a lot of things."
"I also feel that the boss likes you."
I turned around to see the little werewolf squatting in the corner, holding a roasted corn.
After saying this sentence, his face turned red, and when he saw me looking at him, he was even more embarrassed. It lowered its head, still clutching the corn, stammering: "You two... met each other, wasn't it thanks to me?"
Yes, Dylan and I met because of this little wolf.
It was a full-moon night... Although it's hard to see the moonlight in a city like London, that didn't stop the little werewolf from turning into a wolf.
It also doesn't affect this werewolf stealing my food.
The last twenty-three years of my life have been very peaceful and calm. Going to school, falling in love, falling in love, graduating, and then starting the job that I love most------drawing comics.
But unfortunately, I'm not an interesting person, so the editor threw a comment in my face saying, "Your drawing is okay, but the content is too bland." My life seemed to be at a standstill at that time.
loss of love, unemployment, parents are not sympathetic, friends are not supportive. Dreams are like soap bubbles, reality is a dreary piece, and the future is too bleak.
I used all of my remaining money to buy all the food for the last week.
I think, living temporarily for the rest of the week, waiting for the lease to expire and eating all this, I will go home to accept my parents' arrangement, obediently following the "righteous" path like many people.
But I did not expect that, in a situation like this, I would be robbed of food.
Also being robbed by werewolves
There was no hesitation when running after me, just thinking that I absolutely wouldn't let others steal my food.
Even though the deadline to pursue my dream is only one week away, I still want to pursue it until the very end.
Food, you absolutely can't lose!
The terrain in the city is a bit special. The "person" who snatched my food was running on the road below, and I was running on a road on the higher side. When I saw that he was about to turn a corner and escape, I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, put all my strength into it, and jumped directly at the robber.
When I was able to hold on to the "person" who stole my food, I realized that something seemed to be wrong...
This "person" -
excessively broad shoulders, excessively hairy body...