Chapter 2: They meet again.

   After taking the birth control pill, Mia went to bed for a full day. Dilays looked at Mia who lived with no regard for the world and sighed. When will someone appear to be able to change this girl's personality? But Mia lives alone, she can't rest assured.

   At 6 a.m., Mia was awakened by the sound of children playing in the park near her house. Mia had to wake up to do personal hygiene, after a whole day of rest, her body also felt a little better. The blanket was neatly folded by Mia, and the bed she brushed off was free of a single wrinkle.

   Sitting on the sofa looking at the coffee for a long time, Mia decided to get up, put on gloves and clean up the things that the scum had thrown out. But she discovered, that bastard had been with her for three years, and she didn't have five pieces of his clothes in her house. Mia considers it to be trash and throws them straight into the garbage bag, the photos were taken together she also throws them away.

   Dilays came to bring Mia's breakfast, saw that the people in the house were cleaning non-stop, and immediately knew that her cleanliness disease was active, Dilays began to babble like an old mother: "Quickly stop and eat breakfast. My house is always clean, why do I have to clean all day? Are you telling me you won't listen, Mia Joan, hurry up and eat breakfast or I'll have a stomach ache?"

  "Now I haven't received a new job for you, so you go out, don't stay at home all the time. Do you feel bored?”

  "How about I take you to the Bar tonight and find a handsome guy?"

  Mia who had been quiet for a while also spoke up: "You talk less."

  Dilays Park: “…” Never mind, she's used to being told by Mia.

  The two of them were having breakfast when Mia's house suddenly rang the doorbell. Dilays put down the bread in his hand: "Eat it, let me open the door."

  Mia continued to watch TV and eat breakfast when she heard Dilays gnash his teeth and say to the outside: “Damn it, what are you doing here, you son of a bitch? Get out of here, don't enter Mia's house."

  Hearing that, guessing who was coming, Mia got up and went out the door. She used her foot to kick the box close to the door: "You're here, by the way, take this trash away."

John grabbed Mia's hand: "You, you hurt me like this." After being discovered having an affair, a video of him being beaten by two women was circulated online. Now he is cursed non-stop by netizens. The company that he works for is also afraid of affecting its reputation, so he fired John, now all he can do is resent Mia.

  Dilays heard John say immediately boiling blood, grabbed his collar, squeezed John can't breathe: "You son of a bitch, what the fuck did you just say? Who's parasitic on Mia and then goes out and clings to the skirts of two more women? Also, do you still sleep with men? Damn, are you different from a bag boy? If you dare to come here again, I will cut off your legs.”

   John was said to have no face, he reached out and pushed Dilays away: "Are you crazy?"

   Mia grabbed that arm and twisted it back: “Don't let me keep you from living in A city.”

  At that moment, the security guard of the apartment building came, two guards pressed John down, and apologized to Mia: "Sorry, Miss Joan, very sorry."

  Mia suppressed her disgust as her hand touched the other arm, shaking her head: "It's okay, next time don't let him in here."

  Dilays was still glaring at the bastard with wide eyes.

…

  Looking at Mia who is washing her hands non-stop at the sink, Dilays can't help but say: "Mia, I know that guy is dirty, but you don't need to wash half a bottle of hand sanitizer at once?" Mia has been washing her hands non-stop for 30 minutes.

  Seeing her thin little hands that had been washed until they turned red, Mia was somewhat reassured. Mia redirects to her office. It was a white room with only a computer and a large bookshelf, but countless different types of books.

   This is a space that introverts like her will love. If there are 24 hours in a day, Mia will spend 18 hours inside. Here, she is immersed in her world, not exposed to strangers, with dirty things. The second person to enter is only Dilays Park.

   With her hair pulled back into a bun and put on her glasses, Dilays opened the door and burst in: “Mia, Mia, there's a new job for you.”

  Mia frowned: "Next time don't be so casual."

Dilays Park just nodded yes, she pulled down a chair next to Mia: “I will rewrite the script, in other words, write the script for the movie “WE” - A movie adapted from the comics of the current artist. today's most popular artist, Peter Wayne."

  Mia doesn't care about those ramblings, she concentrates on thinking about creative inspiration. Mia tries to suppress her unpleasant feelings when she learns that her upcoming job will involve many strangers. Because of that, she can still earn money to try.

  Dilays is a 27-year-old woman, but in front of Mia, she lost all of her maturity, she was so excited that she stood up and walked non-stop: "Did you know this movie was so hot as soon as it was announced that it was released? which one? In the country, are there movies that are directly adapted into comic books? Here's a delicious piece of cake for us. When this movie is successful, you will become even more famous.”

   Mia: “Send me the original movie. As for you, go out immediately."

   Dilays pouted, this girl always kept a superficial attitude: "Okay, now I have to go."

“…”

   Dilays went to the door, she suddenly remembered something and peeked her face inside the office: "Don't forget tomorrow afternoon we will have a meeting with the "WE" crew. Bye-bye baby, love you.”

  Mia crouched on the chair, lowly shouting: "Get out quickly!"

  …

  Two days after he ended up having sex with someone for the first time, Peter drove out to the suburbs to race and relax with his childhood friends.

  Peter dashed down from the race car, his peach eyes narrowed slightly, and said to Jack: "Your level is still very low compared to mine."

  Jack - A talented general manager but always despised by a poor painter like Peter: “…Shit!”

  He went to his friends' table and sat down, comfortably resting his feet on the table, took a beer bottle, and took a sip. Action exudes liberal, carefree life. Moreover, Peter wears a very sexy-looking black shirt, the two buttons on the chest are open, revealing a sexy collarbone. People who don't know for sure will consider the rope to be some rich kid, not a painter with many famous works.

A man like this would be liked by any woman.

  At that moment, a woman walked over to sit on the armrest of the chair, and her hand like claws wanted to touch Peter's body. Seeing a girl in skimpy clothes sitting next to him, he touched her shoulder and gently pushed her: "Baby, hurry over there to entertain them." Since having a one-night stand with the other woman, Peter finds all other women very ugly and unappealing.

  Looking at Roman, a major as disgusted with the other woman as he was, Peter teased: "Oh my god, finally a little girl like me can meet the majestic Major Roman."

  Roman is not ashamed to be Peter's best friend, he smirks in response: "How can a major like me compare to Mr. Peter Wayne being considered a prostitute? I'm still far behind you."

  After hearing that, Jack smiled and hugged him: "Yes, yes. It's unbelievable that one day a painter who will be as poor as you will be considered a prostitute."

  Peter: "Damn, your information is sensitive." This is perhaps the biggest stain on Peter Wayne's life.

To relieve himself, Peter dragged the two of them to the billiards room: “Let's go. I warn you first, you can't tell Brian where I'm going, okay?"

  Jack had just texted Brian and quietly put his phone in his pocket.

  …

  At 8 a.m. the next morning, Peter went to the beach with some girls he considered ugly to Jack's hotel room. While whistling love for life and entering the room, Peter was frightened to the point of petrification.

  What made Peter afraid was the image of Brian chasing him to the place, finishing cleaning up his things. Brian was sitting on a large suitcase, smiling eerily at Peter: “Hi, I found you.”

  Peter was about to run, but he couldn't, he wanted to find a way to run: "What if I don't go with you now?"

  Brian gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't come with me now, we'll both die here, right now!" One day, he was severely scolded by his boss for not finding Peter anywhere. So if he couldn't bring Peter home today, he would be scolded to death too.

  After a while, Peter sat in the car and looked at Brian happily driving, Peter pulled out two of his friends to scold him 100 times. I just teased the two of them a few times but dared to sell him out.

  …

   On Saturday evening, Dilays Park arrived at ten o'clock in the morning and still had to obediently sit by the side and wait for the novelist to finish writing. Mia continuously composed for 12 hours, until the end of the character's tragedy, she refused to stop.

  Taking off the thick glasses over her eyes, Mia put two painkillers in her mouth and swallowed them whole; She reached out and rubbed her temples. The state of being immersed in work always made her feel the safest.

  She turned her face to the left, and saw someone sitting next to her glaring at her, so she was a bit startled: "Since when have you been sitting here?"

  Dilays Park looked at her with disapproval: "From four hours ago." She is close to being a manager, but calling her artists is difficult. She called out hoarsely, but Mia treated her like an invisible person.

  Mia got up and walked out of the study, but as soon as she got up, she put her hand on her stomach. Dilays sighed: “You've got a stomach ache again, haven't you? I bought you snacks, eat them and then we'll go to the meeting place. Why don't you care about your health right now? Doesn't give you any peace of mind."

  Mia frowned: "Where are you going?"

  Dilays reached out and tapped her head lightly: “Have you forgotten again? We had a meet and greet with the “WE” crew, remember? Why are you always so forgetful, stop frowning. After eating, go to bed and go to sleep."

  Mia chewed on a piece of cake: "You talk less."

  …

  At five o'clock in the afternoon, Peter floundered in his chair with a bored expression, and he left it to his aunt to help put the makeup on. Peter hates the tie around his neck: "It's just a meeting, do you need to be this serious?"

  Aunt Martha tapped him on the shoulder: “Sit still. Brian said you have to dress a little more properly to show your respect to people."

  Because Martha has taken care of and loved him since childhood, Peter pouted his lips and stopped talking, sitting quietly and listening.

  …

   On the way to the restaurant, Dilays asked Mia: “Have you read the document I sent you? How do you feel about the original story of the movie?”

   Mia: “Not bad.”

   Dilays asked a question she asked once a day: "Can't you say more?"

   Mia: “No.”

   …

   At a luxurious restaurant, Mia and Dilays went into a private room. Everyone was almost there, the director William stood up and extended his hand to greet: "Hello manager Park, screenwriter Joan. Nice to meet you.”

   Mia Joan replied and reflexively took two steps back, Dilays had to move forward to relieve the siege, she was all too familiar with this, smiled a big smile, and held out her hand: “Hello, Daoist. Actor William, we are very pleased to meet you all. I know Mia's personality, I hope you can sympathize with her."

  William nodded, having worked together once, he already knew Mia's personality: "Now, both of you, sit down. Mia, please sit next to the original "WE" author, Mr. Wayne.

  Dilays sneaked his hand up to push Mia up: "Hurry and sit down, remember to open the piece and talk more."

  Sir Wayne was bored at this table, but when the wooden door opened, his eyes were drawn. A girl with a petite figure was wearing a Blazer jacket and turquoise fabric pants. Her blue hair was tied up in a high bun, revealing a small face with pale skin. Peter looked at his palm, is that beautiful face as big as his hand?

  Peter smiled indecently, he didn't need to look anymore. The woman who made him look forward to these days had already appeared in front of him. It's just that looking closely now, her beauty is so graceful, it touches his heart directly.

  Mia, Mia Joan. Its name is also gentle for her. Peter mumbled the name over and over as if it was etched into his mind. Unexpectedly, Mia is a famous screenwriter who will also work with him shortly. Just thinking about it makes me happy.

  Peter's heart rate increased faster as Mia stepped closer and sat down next to her. The scent of the flowers emanating from her body made Peter certain that this was the same person that night.

  Peter feels like a teenager, he actively greets Mia: “Hello, I'm artist Peter Wayne. I've heard of her name for a long time, but only now have the opportunity to meet her. In the future, we will work together, hoping to be taught more by her."

  Mia paused, and a few seconds later she realized the man was talking to her: "I'm Mia Joan, nice to work with you." Hearing this person's voice was so deep and pleasant to listen to, it seemed that Mia had heard it somewhere that she couldn't quite remember.

  With Mia coming, Peter's conversation with everyone is much more lively. He also took great care of Mia, giving her a glass of wine, and helping with food. But he notices that every time Mia touches her things, Mia wipes them again before using them.

  Peter: “…” The first time he felt self-conscious, was she calling him dirty?

  Mia from beginning to end patiently wipes clean. If it weren't for the nagging from her manager, she would have left long ago. This man next door is annoying.

  On the opposite side, Dilays and his long-time friend Brian, looking at them, also felt something very strange.