Actually, you are not human

When Zheng Qiufen opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a piece of grass.

It was a grass field that was different from the grass fields he used to see. The grass beneath him was unusually soft and slender, like cotton wool, softly spreading a blanket under his body.

The sun was very good, bright but not glaring. He squinted his eyes slightly to look at the sky, feeling a little dazed--how long has it been since he saw such a blue sky?

A huge flying bird whizzed by from the sky above his head, and dropped a seed beside him. He subconsciously picked up the seed and looked at it, then lay on his side lazily, and dug a seed on the lawn. In a small pit, I picked up the two seeds and threw them in, and then randomly covered them with some soil.

After doing this series of actions, he paused, and suddenly noticed something strange - where is this?

He sat up, looked around, and found that he was not lying on the lawn at all, but in a vast wilderness, where there were no trees or flowers, but only an infinite stretch of soft and green lawn, and a Mountains gleaming silver against the blue sky.

At the beginning of the creation of the world.

For some reason, these four words suddenly appeared in his mind, and then, the influence in front of him suddenly changed like clouds and flowing water.

The two seeds he just planted, like a movie with the fast-forward button pressed, quickly germinated and grew up before his eyes. In just a split second, the little seed grew up.

Zheng Qiufen frowned and looked at the two plants in front of him. The one on the left is quite recognizable as a bamboo, but the one on the right... is it a lotus?Don't lotus flowers grow in water and have many round lotus leaves?Why is this one stem and one flower?It's too weird.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch the thick and tender petals, but was surprised to find that the flower seemed to escape his hand in a spiritual way.

"This flower doesn't grow very well, but its temper is very stubborn." A familiar sentence emerged from the depths of his mind, and immediately after that, a picture jumped from the depths of his memory to his eyes irresistibly.

It seems that under such a blue sky, there is a person with a wide robe and big sleeves, standing with his hands behind his back, with a teasing and smiling tone in his tone, as soon as he finished speaking, the flower trembled as if he understood, and closed his eyes. The petals were lost and turned into a white bud.

"Hahaha interesting." The man laughed loudly, looked at the silent and green bamboo again, and said suddenly: "This bamboo is very good. I want to make a flute. I don't know if you can lend me your body." Suddenly, he took out a rough knife from his pocket and said, "If you don't want to, just dodge it, I won't force you."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to cut a slender bamboo branch, but the bamboo didn't move for him to cut. Although the knife was rough in workmanship, it was unexpectedly sharp, and he cut off the bamboo branch and leaves in one stroke. The knife fell, but in the blink of an eye, a simple flute took shape in his hands.

The man looked at the flute, with a smile on his lips, he gently handed the flute to his lips, a series of melodious but strange and moving notes floated out from the flute, and the white flower buds gradually opened their petals , swaying its petals in such music, but the bamboo that donated part of its body to make a flute for the man is still silent, not even a single leaf swaying.

After the song was over, the man gave a strange 'huh' and said, "You didn't react at all? Are you as smart as those fools?" He flicked the bamboo leaves and shook his head: "Since it is The ones I planted with my own hands will definitely not be the same as those fools." He thought for a while, then laughed teasingly: "Are you shy? That's right, this king is so handsome and handsome, it's normal for you to be shy .”

He said so much, but the bamboo still didn't move. The man put the flute on his waist, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Although you are a bit dumb, it is really interesting. If I have time, I would like to play it well." Just teasing you, but I have to leave today, those idiots haven’t been counted today, we can’t let them go to the other side of the mountain, listen to the way of heaven, he has his own arrangements for the world on the other side of the mountain.” Speaking of this , the man seemed to curl his lips in resentment: "Is there any arrangement that even I don't know? If he doesn't tell me, who else can he tell? Tell those fools? Or tell that frustrated man in black?" ghost?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, purple lightning bolts pierced the sky, and the blue sky became extremely gloomy in an instant. He raised his head as if startled, and muttered, "Okay, I know, I can't If you are not convinced, and you can't speak ill of Hua Ming, I'll go back and deal with those idiots, don't scare me."

The lightning disappeared after a thunderclap, the dark clouds receded, and the sky became clear again. The man looked at the flowers and bamboos in front of him and said, "I'm going back. I'll give you a name before I go back. Your name is Ah Lian, okay?" Okay?" He pointed to the wobbly white flower and said.

The white flower seemed to be stunned for a while, and then shook its flower plate happily. The man smiled and said, "It seems that you still like this name very much. What about you? What's your name?" Zhuzi, who was more silent, pondered for a moment and said, "Your name is Shengxiao, okay? These two characters are the names of musical instruments. Hua Ming has many musical instruments, but he is so stingy that he refuses to give them to me no matter what. Me, so give it to me when you grow up, okay?"

After speaking, he looked at the bamboo expectantly.

The bamboo was silent for a moment, and finally shook its branches and leaves gently for the first time.

The man smiled happily, his somewhat round eyes were shining, not stained by a speck of dust.

There was another thunderclap, and the man jumped up and shouted: "No, I have to go, those fools should make trouble again." He turned around and wanted to run, but unexpectedly, a thin bamboo branch grabbed his sleeve .

"Don't you want me to go?" The man asked in surprise, "Aren't you shy?"

Hearing the words, the bamboo branch swayed left and right, and Fu'er grabbed him again.

"You don't want me to go? Then don't you like that name?" the man guessed.

The bamboo branch swayed again, but still held him tightly.

There was a sound of thunder in the sky, and the man became a little anxious. With a finger pointing, a white light penetrated into Zhuzhu's body.

"You can talk now." The man yelled, "Quickly, what else do you want to do?"

The bamboo was stunned for a while, as if he was a little confused, and then, a nervous but extremely pleasant voice came from the bamboo; "I just want to ask, you... what is your name?"

"That's it." The man breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said; "Then you have to remember it well, my name is..."

"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Zheng Qiufen yelled, covering his head. The field, the sky, the thunder, the man and the bamboo lotus disappeared in an instant. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that he had returned to the world without knowing when. I fell on the bed at home. The pain just now was because I didn't know how I slept, and my head hit the head of the bed.

He stared at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly sat up from the bed.

Just now...was that a dream?

Ah Lian, Sheng Xiao, are these two names really a dream?Or... was that all that he had forgotten a long, long time ago?

Also, today...how did he come back from Bailian?

Zheng Qiufen frowned, and was thinking hard when the bedroom door was pushed open.

Du Shengxiao, who was carrying hot water and medicine, glanced at him expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Take the medicine."

Zheng Qiufen was startled, and suddenly remembered!

"Are you following me?" he yelled angrily.

Du Shengxiao looked down at him, and sneered: "That's right, I don't care about Wang Chen's case, I will follow you to see the 'Film Party'."

He put an accent on the word "prescription", and Zheng Qiufen shrank immediately, honestly took the medicine in his hand, put it in his mouth, and then remembered to ask: "What kind of medicine is this?"

Du Shengxiao brutally poured water on him and forced him to swallow it, then said coldly: "Poison, poison that makes you forget everything after taking it."

Zheng Qiufen was shocked, and immediately clasped his throat and wanted to spit it out, but Du Shengxiao grabbed his hand fiercely. Zheng Qiufen was startled, and Du Shengxiao quickly grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind him, then watched him eat Frowning with a painful expression, he asked word by word: "Do you think I will give you poison?"

Only then did Zheng Qiufen realize that Du Shengxiao had just said a cold joke with a coffin face, and now he couldn't care less about the pain, and said with a smile, "I know you're joking, I'm just kidding with you."

Du Shengxiao stared at him for a moment, let go of his hand, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me that Bailian had a problem?"

Zheng Qiufen said: "I'm afraid that you will kill him on impulse."

Du Shengxiao nodded: "So in your opinion, I am a murderer who kills people at the slightest disagreement?"

Zheng Qiufen shook his head again and again: "No, no, of course not, I mean..."

"Okay." Du Shengxiao interrupted him, turned around and walked out the door: "I'm going back, the meal is ready and it's on the table, remember to eat."

"Where are you going back?" Zheng Qiufen didn't care to shake his twisted wrist, and rushed to grab his arm: "Don't just say a word and go back to Wanling..."

"I'll go back to the opposite side of you." Du Shengxiao looked at him holding his hand with a half-smile, Zheng Qiufen subconsciously let go, Du Shengxiao pressed the place he had just pulled, and walked out.

Zheng Qiufen breathed a sigh of relief, recalling the dream just now, and suddenly called out: "Shengxiao."

Du Shengxiao's back trembled uncontrollably.

Zheng Qiufen suddenly felt determined: "You are Sheng Xiao, right?"

Du Shengxiao stopped in her tracks, quietly stood at the door with her back to him, without speaking.

Zheng Qiufen continued to ask: "Then what about me, I... who am I and what is my name?"

Du Shengxiao was silent for a moment, then turned his head, looking at him with a pair of dark eyes.

After a while, he whispered: "That name is in your heart, you know it. And I can tell you everything, except this name."