little general

Then fell asleep again.

The night was not very deep yet, but He Qiu fell into a deep sleep, his affectionate eyes were closed, his long eyelashes cast a deep shadow on his face, his lips almost had a bit of seductive magic, one couldn't help it Kiss it—it's really a young man as beautiful as the one in the painting.

He had a dream.

Green mountains, green water, birdsong, the surrounding air is almost unbelievably fresh, there are no clouds in the sky, but the sun is not very strong, it just makes people feel comfortable and warm.

He Qiu opened his eyes curiously, and he found a snow-white wolfhound nestled next to him. The wolfhound had no mottled hair, and the black eyes could not show any emotion. He Qiu thought, suddenly I want to touch this guy - he really looks like his Shuai Shuai, only in a smaller version.

But immediately, he found that he couldn't move, his feet weighed a thousand catties, as if they had grown on the ground, and he couldn't lift them up at all. He Qiu was a little surprised. He wanted to see what was wrong with his feet, but found that he couldn't even see. move.

It seemed that he had become an object and lost the ability to move, but He Qiu didn’t feel flustered for some reason, instead he took it for granted. He began to slowly look at this not-so-imposing little dog in front of him, feeling that he liked it very much in his heart. It's like watching 1 years like this, even if you can't move forever.

He Qiu felt that he was a little fascinated, he stared at it blankly, but it didn't show much, it didn't understand human nature at all, He Qiu's heart was noisy for a long time, but the wolfhound just yawned boredly.

He Qiu was a little frustrated, he felt a little dissatisfied, he suddenly wished that he could turn into a human, and give this cute puppy a good hug.But his body was so stiff that he couldn't move or walk.

It shouldn't be, he is a human being, why can't he move?

He Qiu felt a nameless fire rising from his heart, and then he flew up with a light body.The sudden flight made He Qiu startled for a moment, but he didn't care about it. He wanted to rush up and hug the snow-white puppy, but his hand passed through it—of course, the dog Nothing happens.

He Qiu lowered his head, he raised his hands, his eyes penetrated the skin, the underground grass was all in his eyes, he turned into a translucent person like in the animation, without feet, transitioning under the legs In a moment, it was submerged in a delicate flower.

But he has an indescribable joy, that feeling of elation is like taking drugs, and his heart is full of coquettish flowers.

It's been too long... It's been too long...

He Qiu's mind was a little confused, he was thinking about strange things - he wanted to become a human, but he couldn't do it yet, it was not the time, and this made him a little unhappy, but it didn't matter, he could wait.

Then time flows, flows.

He Qiu didn't know how long he had lived like this. He watched the snow-white puppy gradually grow up and become stronger. He watched it stay by his side year after year, never leaving him. Appearance——How can there be a slight liking in my heart?

like……

He blushed a little, and plunged into the flower.

Whether it is fate or evil, only God knows.

After so many years, the flowers under his feet have flourished, the dark green leaves spread, climbed up the surrounding trees, and dived into the nearby river, like crawling poisonous snakes, silently lurking in this beautiful place. place.The flowers are as beautiful as monsters, with black stamens in the middle of the blood-colored petals, and the flowers swaying in the wind are like a red-clothed enchanting beauty dancing lightly, every gesture is full of temptation.

Do you like these flowers?

He wanted to ask that handsome big white dog, do these flowers exhaust the beauty of the world?

This flower is so beautiful, can it show some favor to him?

What a strange idea, what an absurd dream, He Qiu chuckled, but he didn’t think he was absurd—it didn’t matter, in the dream, he was just a flower.

So the dog in front of him, isn't he Bai Lang?

What a resemblance, majestic and handsome, He Qiu couldn't help blushing——Bai Lang, Bai Lang, why don't you come closer, come closer...

I want to tell you how much I like you.

Do you know the wind and rain, the sun and the rain, the morning dew and the sunset, I look at you-I know you don't know.

You can't see me, I want to touch, but my hand passes through you, can't touch anything, you can't see what I look like in human form, in your impression, I'm not even an animal.

This kind of thought made He Qiu feel pain for a moment, He Qiu circled the white dog twice, and then stopped in frustration.

I wish to become a person.

He prayed silently.

One day, one year, ten years, no one knows how many years of praying, the white dog hasn't changed much, but it seems to be doing well, and other animals often drop delicious meat at the place where they stay, why? Qiu watched it calmly choose to accept or reject, and one day it went out, and when it came back, there was a white pup beside it.

The dog was probably very young, so he was staggering when he walked, but the white dog didn't wait for it.

But He Qiu was not happy, the strong smell of vinegar made him very dissatisfied, he felt that his territory had been invaded - the white dog should be his.

However, he couldn't express it, no one cared about his voice, no one heard him, he had long been used to not making a sound, and slowly digested his anger.

Sometimes, he even has doubts - does he really exist?

Here, for others, he actually does not exist.

His words were softer than the wind, and he couldn't even touch Bai Lang's snow-white fur when he raised his hand.

Jealousy will always lead to more self-pity, He Qiu fell into a deep depression, but fortunately this situation did not last long, the son of a bitch grew up and left him and Cai Suan.

The puppy is no longer a puppy, and has become a majestic wolf dog in He Qiu's eyes. He looks very similar to Bai Lang, but He Qiu doesn't like him.The white dog is not someone who takes care of others, but he does care enough about the puppies. He has trained the weak puppies to be as heroic and aggressive as him—but He Qiu hates it.

His leaving made He Qiu very happy. A gust of wind blew by, and it seemed that the flower hiding on He Qiu's face was also swaying happily.

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How happy do you think it will be?

He got lost in the dream, and gradually forgot his life outside the dream. He regarded himself as a flower——Flowers and Beasts, sounds very romantic, doesn't it?

"Did you enjoy your stay?"

He Qiu vaguely heard some seductive words, he turned his head suspiciously, but there was nothing around, and the white dog was lying on the side basking in the sun, rolling lazily.

"Do you like this place?" The voice asked again, and He Qiu got out of the flower. He looked around in a spirit body, trying to find the source of the voice. He said over and over, "Just the two of you."

"Would you like to stay?" the voice asked, "to be part of this dream."

"What?" He Qiu shook his head in confusion, "What dream?"

"Stay...stay..."

The sound floated farther and farther away, and the echo echoed repeatedly in the empty sky. He Qiu turned around, then lowered his head and murmured, "...stay?"

—There are only two people.

There was a ghostly voice whispering in his ear, with a seductive tone, he looked around and murmured, "Only...two people?"

— never to be separated again, no one to intervene again.

The sound was so subtle that it sounded like a weak electric current. He Qiu felt as if he had been electrocuted, and he felt a shudder in his body. Although he didn't quite understand what was left in the dream, he knew that his heart was moved.

His heart was beating too fast, and he felt a little pain, but it didn't matter.

—Yes, I want to stay.

He Qiu felt that he was reading the oath of loyalty when he was married, which made him a little excited. He clasped his hands together, his expression was very pious, like a religious believer.

—I want, want to stay.

This is his wish, he wishes to stay here - with Bai Lang, just the two of them.

This has been Liu Qing's wish for so many generations. His beauty is only for one person's heart, and his magnificence is only for one person to show off.

He never made it, now does he have a chance?

However, He Qiu waited for a long time, but nothing happened, the voice had drifted away, and the memory just now was like a lotus leaf rolling over water drops, leaving only bits and pieces of memory.

He blinked, not understanding what he had just done, so he circled the white dog again.

So it has been like this for hundreds of years, thousands of years, maybe the time of this dream is static, and the purposeless days pass very slowly, but it is indeed slipping through the fingers without knowing it.

Did he become part of the dream?

What the long-forgotten voice said, the wish he made himself, he still hopes so much, but he no longer remembers making such a wish.

He was immersed in such a lonely dream. He couldn't feel it, couldn't tell it, but he could see it, and there were only two of them. He felt joy and suffering for a long time.

I still want to touch, but I don't want anyone else in the world—Bai Lang, just look at me, okay?

And when the first ray of sunlight hit He Qiu's face through the gap in the curtain, the eyelashes trembled shyly, and He Qiu slowly opened his eyes.

Before dawn, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes, then moved to the side