Sleeping God is a mental boy

Shen Su, who just woke up not long ago, held the book from heaven that he couldn't understand, just found some sense of familiarity from Qiao Shu's unique accent like him, and thoroughly experienced a cultural shock in modern society.

Listening to a sentence of fluent so-called English from Qiao Su's mouth, Shen Su blinked and shook his head slowly.

His eyes were sincere and blank, full of ignorance, completely expressing his confusion.

Shen Su: What is he talking about? Why does he speak to me as if it is not a language?

Unknowingly, Shen Su has seen the power of a top student, and has already felt the crushing of this intellectual level. He carried his schoolbag on his back and moved from the sofa on the left to the sofa on the right, and went further away silently. hide and hide.

When Shen Su moved away, the orange cat Rhubarb who had been lying on the ground looked at him for a long time, finally squinted his eyes and let out a cry, walked slowly to Qiao Su's feet and lay down with his chin resting on the fold. On one paw, the face was full of leisure, but Shen Su could only see the mockery in its eyes.

A cat can understand English better than him.

The despised Shen Su finally realized that he can't talk too much, even the gods have things that he is not good at, otherwise Yunda and the others wouldn't have to work so hard now.

Qiao Shu flipped through the math and Chinese books on the table and asked, "You...is there anything you don't know?"

Shen Su pinched the English book in his hand, and frankly said that apart from the one in his hand, he could understand the other two books, and he couldn't understand the others.

Shen Su: "Not at all."

Qiao Su was also very helpless, teaching a primary school textbook to a person who had never studied before, especially this person seemed to be ignorant of many very common knowledge, and he himself was also at a loss.

It took half an hour for Qiao Su to sort out addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division for him. In order to take care of his bewildered little head, he even skipped the question of chickens and rabbits sharing the same cage.

Just like this, Shen Su still couldn't turn the corner.

After learning from the pain, Shen Su greeted Qiao Su and went back to the room with three books in her arms, ready to read them carefully and regain the dignity of the sleepy god.

And until he went in, Qiao Su, who had been a primary school teacher for a while, suddenly remembered that he hadn't had time to ask Shen Su what he wanted to ask.

Yesterday was the most comfortable sleep in his life, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it in this life.

Qiao Su felt refreshed all day long, and the headache that accompanied him disappeared. The dean who went there in the morning to check for late arrivals at the school gate was also surprised when he saw him. The doorman said that the dark circles under his eyes have faded.

Qiao Shu didn't care about this, his image was far less important than sleep.

But while he was well rested and refreshed, Qiao Su was also worried.

He couldn't sleep during lunch break.

No matter how he recalled how he slept that night, he couldn't close his eyes, even if everything was different from the past when he had a headache because of resistance, he just couldn't sleep, and he didn't feel uncomfortable, but the worry in his heart Never less than half a point.

He had a hunch that he might fall into insomnia again.

Just like he has been doing for a while, he tried hard to close his eyes, but no matter what, he couldn't let himself sleep comfortably.

The piece of chocolate that made him fall into darkness is gone now, and the sober and painless time he enjoys now is too much for him.

It was precisely because of this that he wanted to find out with Shen Su, at least he wanted to know if there was something unique about that piece of chocolate.

But now that Shen Su has just returned to the room, Qiao Su has no reason to stop him for the time being, and it is not good to call him again.

This feeling made him very frustrated. He rubbed the head of Rhubarb next to him, subconsciously turned on the phone to see if the chocolate he ordered yesterday had arrived, and then Qiao Shu found that his chocolate hadn't been delivered yet.

Qiao Shu: "..."

This situation was unexpected by Qiao Shu.

He thought that he would be able to get the item in a short time, and then make a try, but now he can only continue to wait.

Qiao Su, who was in a bad mood, decided that if it was useless after getting it, he would give a bad review.

Holding this disappointment that cannot be easily shaken off, Qiao Shu glanced at Shen Su's door.

He may be losing sleep again.

Shen Su ate with Yunda and the others at noon and night, except that Qiao Shu had a meal with him in the morning, and he had already eaten by now.

Qiao Su didn't have the heart to cook, so he unpacked the braised beef noodles and put them in the pot.

The aroma was overbearing and strong, Rhubarb had already skillfully followed Qiao Shu's buttocks, and got half a stick of watered noodles from him, plus half an egg yolk, squatting next to him to eat happily.

Thinking about going to bed, Qiao Su finished eating in a few moments. After tidying up the kitchen, he turned off the light in the living room, and after thinking about it, he left the light in the bathroom.

After dealing with all this, he returned to the room with Rhubarb. The moment the door slammed, Shen Su, who was squatting at the door, fell silent.

Shen Su: If I stay a little longer, does the braised beef noodles have his share?

Now he looked at the book in his hand again, only to feel that the study was boring, his stomach was empty, and he crept to bed with a wrinkled face.

Because of the ardent desire in his heart, it seemed that the strong aroma was still lingering at the tip of his nose in his deep sleep.

***

It was already ten o'clock when Qiao Shu came out of the shower.

His exercise booklet was spread out on the table, most of which had already been finished.

He still has a lot of books like this, and they are obviously about the same topics, but when he has a headache and can't sleep, he uses them to pass the time and divert his attention.

Qiao Shu doesn't like loud noises, he lives here alone, and no one bothers him.

He picked up the rhubarb. It was a cloudy day, the weather was bad, and it looked like it would rain at any moment. Qiao Su had a headache and heard a faint cat meowing when he was wandering in the community.

He hated the sound.

Sudden noises in peace always make him more uncomfortable. He doesn't like uncontrollable factors like cats and dogs, but Qiao Su left it that day.

He just felt that the cat cub struggling and screaming in the fallen leaves was just like him, relying on that unexplained perseverance to hold on.

Qiao Su rescued him, and supported him with Baidu and money, from a small and thin one to a big fat man with a belly dragging on the floor.

After getting along for a long time, he doesn't feel that Rhubarb is noisy, on the contrary, occasionally he hugs Rhubarb, feels the beating of that little heart, and can sleep for a while.

Compared with those family members who don't care about him, Rhubarb is his real family.

Qiao Shu wiped his arms with a towel, which was still damp, and the cuffs felt cold.

The street lights outside the window were on, and Qiao Su sat on the head of the bed, quietly looking in the direction of the balcony.

This is a scene he is familiar with and can no longer be familiar with. It is the same scene many times when he sits at the desk and looks up.

Some small flying insects attracted by the light source are parked on the glass window, behind is the dark night, the night is very quiet.

His new tenant was very quiet, Qiao Shu didn't hear much movement outside, just as he told himself at first, he was indeed very quiet.

Rhubarb lay on his cat bed, yawning lazily.

It started to get sleepy, but Qiao Shu didn't feel sleepy.

There was still that empty bag of chocolates on the bedside table, and until today Qiao Su was reluctant to throw it away. It was pressed under it by a bottle, and the bottle was blank. put it in.

"Da Huang, go to sleep." Qiao Su said, and turned off the lamp beside the bed.

He was very energetic, so energetic that he didn't feel sleepy even in the quiet night.

Because he had already slept well once, this kind of time was extremely difficult, and he searched again and again for the feeling of falling asleep that day as if he was in a coma instantly.

When Qiao Shu No. turned over 15 times, Da Huang, who had been woken up fifteen times in the cat bed, finally couldn't lie down.

It quickly sprang out of the nest, ready to come to the bed to question what its master was going to do.

The sleeping talisman that had been bitten several times hung on the tip of its claws, and was brought up together by hooking.

Qiao Su turned around with a wry smile when he heard the movement, and when he was about to explain to Da Huang for a while, a cloth bag hit his face.

At that moment, Qiao Su only had time to see the big character that seemed to be "sleeping" on it, and yawned inexplicably.

Rhubarb who had just slapped his claws on Qiao Shu's face: "?"

Qiao Shu: "???"

He really wanted to know why he was yawning, but now was not the time to think about it. Qiao Shu hugged Rhubarb and closed his eyes amidst its struggling meows.

Not long after, Qiao Shu fell asleep.

His consciousness seemed to break away from the heavy body, and drifted slowly to places he didn't know.

The aroma from the tip of his nose was very strong. Qiao Su opened his eyes, and blocked the light above his head with his hands in a bit of embarrassment.

After a while, Qiao Su squinted his eyes and looked aside, then slowly put down his hand blocking the light.

In front of him was a flower with pale pink petals blooming wildly, with long and slender stamens protruding from the center, and a little yellow at the top, a little smoke-like streamer dripping from it, and the fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose.

Qiao Shu took two sips, the taste was particularly bewitching, making him between sober and intoxicated, he couldn't tell whether it was illusion or reality for a while.

The old man in the family likes flowers and plants, and many people are very clear about giving gifts, so they pick the ones he likes. Qiao Shu has seen many of them when he went back, but none of them can compare with the one in front of him.

And this flower that he couldn't even name was just an ordinary flower in this garden.

Qiao Shu got up from the ground and walked onto the gravel path in the garden.

It is said that it is a gravel road, and the stones paved on it that shine in the sun are probably not just ordinary stones, but treasures of various colors.

He looked down at the 200 yuan sneakers on his feet, and felt that he might not be worthy of stepping on them.In his unclear memory, not long ago he felt that rare drowsiness and closed his eyes against the clock, but now he suddenly appeared in this endless garden.

Every flower was radiant, and the light falling from the stamen made him intoxicated. The more he sniffed, the more he became addicted to it. Qiao Su's steps were chaotic, as if he was drunk.

His consciousness clearly told him that this didn't seem to be something that could be let go, but he still couldn't help himself to take that aroma's hand, just like he ordered five catties of chocolate yesterday.

Qiao Shu has no resistance to such things as sleeping.

A person who hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time will never let go of a chance to fall asleep.

Qiao Su, this young man with thick dark circles under his eyes, has been poisoned by a poison called sleep.

Along the gravel road, Qiao Su walked forward slowly, but then his pace became faster and faster.

He couldn't take it anymore.

At the beginning, Qiao Shu liked this slightly intoxicating aroma very much, and the hazy feeling that he was about to fall asleep made him very comfortable, but gradually, this feeling became stronger all the time, and Qiao Shu was about to fall down.

But he couldn't fall, and there was a string in his brain that was always tense, telling him that no matter what, he couldn't really close his eyes.

The time of intoxicated happiness slowly turned into torture.

There are countless flowers around him, and each flower is desperately releasing that fragrance, making him sleepy from head to toe, but a spiritual light hangs in his head, pushing him forward forcibly.

Qiao Shu: "...What the hell is this place?"

His consciousness was surging, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were dark. He used his peripheral vision to see the road ahead. He took two steps and then slowly closed it. The whole person was like a marionette, jumping forward step by step. .

When he was so dizzy that he was about to fall to the ground, Qiao Shu suddenly came to his senses as if he had returned to the light, and stood where he was and looked around.

He realized he couldn't sleep because he was sleeping right now, he was dreaming.

Qiao Su didn't know how far he had gone, but when he opened his eyes wide and looked around, he found that the garden was endless, with flowers in all directions, and the roads leading in all directions made his heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

While he was awake, he continued to walk forward, and fell into that kind of drowsy struggle uncontrollably.

Qiao Shu: I'm torn apart.

Until he couldn't control his footsteps and swayed around again, Qiao Su, who was like a drunkard shopping, heard a powerful cry.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

This sound was louder than the rooster crowing in the video he had collected. The sound was transmitted from Tianling Gai to the bottom of his feet, and Qiao Su woke up instantly.

He looked at the fork in front of him, and there was a big black and red rooster standing in the middle like a flame. It looked majestic, fit and domineering.

At the first glance, Qiao Su was stunned by its appearance, and it took a while to realize something different.

Although this rooster was bright in color and had a powerful cry, it looked like a balloon was blown up when he looked closely. It was bulging and fat, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

But he couldn't help but think about it, just when he met the rooster's gaze, the rooster shook its wings as if it had been provoked, and flew towards him in the next second, with its mouth on his head.

Accompanied by the sound of crowing close at hand, Qiao Su sat up directly, took a deep breath, and the pain on his head seemed to have not gone away.

Rhubarb, who was sleeping beside his pillow, was startled awake by his sudden movement, looked up at him first, and then rushed under the bed as if he was slow to react, meowing at him dissatisfied.

Qiao Shu looked at his empty hands, then at the window sill next to him, the alarm clock rang just right, he swallowed, and silently wiped off the sweat that didn't exist.

At the same time, Shen Su next door suddenly opened his eyes, took out the Dabai he had put away earlier, and was surprised to find that his Dabai was no longer a chicken leg, but had grown a chicken paw.

It seems that it won't be long before his Dabai consciousness re-condenses, and he will be able to walk on the ground!