Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

【Appetite is probably very important.

I stood under the street lamp, the dim yellow light shone from the top of my head, and the opposite food shop overflowed with a strange aroma. The monster would go in and come out after a full meal.

I don't know when.

Mr. A is standing there, I can feel him looking at me

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I took a step and walked over, my shoulders were suddenly caught, I turned my head, it was a monster, with one eye and a vertical mouth, like the teeth of a shark, the fangs bloomed like flowers, revealing the scarlet inside, I heard it say, "Welcome to the Big Food Shop."

Although it is talking about Dashifang, I always feel that it is talking about Dashi.

But why is it called Dashifang?

The shop is extremely warm and charming at night and under the lights. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is probably a place that can comfort people in the middle of the night. However, this place does not belong to humans, but monsters.

The hands or claws on the shoulders were removed, and the one-eyed monster opened its mouth and half pushed me into the inside of the food hall. The aroma was tangy. If you walk in, you will find that the food hall is not as small as it looks from the outside. On the contrary, it's quite big inside, even with upstairs and downstairs.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Mr. A was standing beside me, with his hands behind his back, giving the impression of an aristocratic gentleman. I stared at where the eyes belonged to his face.

"Why are you so serious?" He was rare, and I felt that there was a weird smile in his voice, but I didn't know if it was my illusion or something else.The surroundings are very lively, monsters who play the role of chefs, monsters who are waiters, and guests, the sound of flames, laughter, chewing, and the sound of collision of spatulas are extremely noisy.

I lowered my head and held the strap of my backpack leaning on my chest, "No, it's nothing. But you, aren't you full?" There was a coldness and sarcasm in my words that I didn't even know, but I didn't know anything about it. aware. Mr. A seems to be laughing, even in such a noisy environment, I can still hear it clearly.

"Aren't I your guardian?"

I am silent.Guardian, I bite this word repeatedly in my heart, don't you think it's too strange for a monster to say something about guardian?

"Welcome, are you two?" A sweet voice came from the side.

There are several hands behind the girl with a mask on her face. The wide sleeves are hanging down, covering her hands completely. Only the sleeves can be seen dancing with her movements. The style of the clothes is like a Tang suit.

She led the two of us upstairs. As we passed by, one dish after another exuded a strong aroma. Some monsters smelled the smell and seemed to be crazy, eating big mouthfuls, and their stomachs were visible to the naked eye. Swelling, still clamoring indistinctly in his mouth, more!And more!

Passing by them without squinting, the other guests and waiters seemed to be familiar with them.

I probably can't get used to it anytime.

As I thought about it, the masked girl brought us to the location as if she couldn't see anything.

Mr. A is quite proficient in ordering dishes. Compared with the bar and self-service, he prefers to be served.Even this is very similar to humans.

It wasn't until the waiter girl left that he crossed his fingers and put his head on them, "Do you want to ask anything?"

Ever since I walked into this store, no, I smelled this smell, I felt like a ferocious beast in my heart, roaring crazily, not enough, not enough.To be precise, that voice has been in my heart ever since I left the human world.

"What's the matter with this restaurant?"

Mr. A is very mysterious, he seems to know everything, and he seems to know nothing, if he is a human being, I believe he must be the guy those women like the most.

"This canteen only provides food."

I looked at him, that face, the corners of his mouth were raised, showing sharp teeth, he knew exactly what I was asking.

monster.

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The drug seller looked at the scenery outside, his light blue eyes seemed to see everything, but at the same time he seemed to see nothing.He is neither good nor bad to human beings, but he has to admit that there are always some human beings who will give him a different feeling than expected.Selfish and tolerant, hypocritical and great, extremely contradictory, extremely harmonious.He's always been kind to humans, unlike this guy.

Hands rest lightly on the man's eyes on his knees.

Most of the time, Floating Dream is not standing on the standpoint of human beings, his position seems to be changing all the time, occasionally he will lower his eyes and see human beings, but more often, he will close his eyes, or look into the distance. places and heights.Compared to the drug seller, Fumeng, who used to be a human, is much more indifferent than the drug seller.There is very little humanity in him, or none at all, obviously that represents his past.But even so, floating dreams can be abandoned.

Only when I pick up a pen, at that time, Floating Dream is like a person.

Black strands of hair wrapped around fair fingers.The eyelashes under his hand trembled slightly, the drug seller moved his hand away, lowered his head and looked into his golden eyes.

The golden eyes do not make people feel warm, because they are too bright, but increase the sense of distance.Looking at each other for a few seconds, Fumeng's voice was a little hoarse.

"what......"

Those eyes looked up, and after a while they closed again, only the sound of breathing.

"Aren't you going to finish this story?"

The man lying on his lap turned his head, his golden eyes were slightly exposed, and he looked down aimlessly. His voice was very soft, like a cloud, which could be blown away by the wind.

"Do you still need to write this story?"

A story without an ending, a story without a finish, a story without a future.

In other words, a story where the ending can be seen at a glance, and a boring story where the future can be seen at a glance.Such a story, even if you invite others to read it, they will not take a second look.

The drug seller looked into the distance, the wind was blowing head-on, his hair was gently blown by the wind, "Yes, can you see through?"

The man's golden eyes were like lights that were about to go out, "Can..."

Mr. Fumeng looked down at his right hand.The slender fingers, the skin is a bit pale, it looks like it belongs to someone who doesn't go out often, the middle finger has a callus that is different from the soft skin in other places, it is caused by holding the pen all the year round, it belongs to the author's hand.

A wordless tiredness and boredom surged up. In the past, I spent this time in sleep.Mr. Fu Meng's eyelids drooped slightly, as if he would fall asleep at any moment.He doesn't like to socialize, reclusive, the most traditional type, and he wants very little.It can almost be said that there is no desire and no desire.

A long, long time ago, he was asked by Bai Ze.

"No interest in anything, wouldn't it be boring?"

At that time, how did he answer?

Seems to be.

"do not know."

"Is there anything you want?" Bai Ze was wearing a somewhat cumbersome robe, with his face propped up, his black eyes seemed to understand everything.

"No......"

The drug seller felt the soft hair under his hand, and the other party seemed to be in memory, which he rarely saw in Fumeng like this.Because those golden eyes were too penetrating, there was nothing.Sometimes, the pharmacist thinks that it is not a good thing to abandon the identity of a human being.

For long-lived monsters, human beings are particularly enviable, because their lifespans are short, and their lives are extremely exciting.

Fumeng propped herself up on the ground and sat up, her long black hair was hanging down, and a strand of it was wrapped around the fingers of the drug seller.

Mr. Fumeng was silent for a while, "Help me, comb it."

Running his fingers through his hair, the young man with light blond hair carefully combed the long crow-feather hair in front of him.At this time, Mr. Floating Dream is like a black cat being groomed, his eyes are squinted, and his expression is lazy. Generally speaking, his lethargy period is resisted through sleep, but now he must not be able to. If you don't care about anything, just go back to sleep on the throne, then you can only find something to do to keep yourself from being bored.

therefore.

Mr. Floating Dream's golden pupils moved slightly, he hated being suppressed, but under certain circumstances, he could accept it.

Instead of the simple dress of the past.

Eardrops made of crystal beads and tassels adorn the ears, and the hair is braided and held in place with equally restraining hair accessories, although these accessories are not the main restraining tools.

What can really be restrained are the lines on the body.

The black lines on the neck were exposed a little from the clothes, in stark contrast to the pale skin.The drug seller stretched out his hand and tapped the black lines like outcropping grass sprouts. The lines seemed to be alive, avoiding his fingertips.

"Let's go."

Mr. Fu Meng laughed, it was not a smile like a bright moon and a breeze, but a smile with a bit of danger.

The drug seller paused, "I see."

Even though he was still the same person, his demeanor had changed, becoming a bit unscrupulous.The drug seller turned his head to the side, was it because he planned to participate?

Nuliang Huapiao suddenly felt chills all over his body, he rubbed his arms with some doubts, "Suddenly...what's going on?" Someone seemed to be approaching in the corridor, the shoji door was opened, Nuliang Huapiao Looking up, I was stunned for a moment, obviously it was fine before.He cast a questioning look at the drug seller behind Fumeng.

The current floating dream does not look like a literati, but more like a sharp sword.Nuliang Huapiao felt a little bit of toothache, this look, this look is familiar to him!Not only he is familiar with it, but Bai Ze is also familiar with it.

Isn't this what he looks like when he wants to fight, when he reads as restraint, when he writes to liberate, and when he wants to vent.Thinking of Mr. Fumeng's destructive power, Nuliang Huabao immediately became vigilant.

"Is this your plan?"

Mr. Floating Dream's eyes are not rich golden yellow, but scarlet like burning blood.He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "It's nothing, it's just, a little boring."

Nuliang Huapiao coughed, "Are you planning to leave?"

Fumeng nodded, "I'm going to visit Kyoto." He seemed to be laughing, but also seemed to be sarcastic. It was hard to imagine that a person would change so much. "Wine, drink it next time."

Nuliang Huapiao sent people away with a smile. When he came back to his senses, he sighed and wiped his face.

"How long have you been holding it in?" He muttered in a low voice. It seems reasonable that he will become abnormal if he holds it in for a long time.Thinking of this, Nuliang Huapiao called Bai Ze and Gui Deng with an inexplicable gloating attitude.

To tell them.

[猫獣が目を覚ました.

The beast woke up. 】

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The author has something to say:

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As we all know, people will become abnormal if they hold back for a long time.

So, sir, I'm going to let it go.

There just happened to be sandbags delivered to your door, so don't take them for nothing.

To be honest, the burnout period is really hard, and it comes inexplicably. Suddenly, I don’t want to do anything and can only adjust myself. Usually, I vent it out through violent means.

In fact, it was mentioned before that Bai Ze and the like were beaten violently. In fact, not only Bai Ze, but Dongfang Yan was also beaten, not to mention He You.

Sir, he is a melee mage, rather than using magic to slash people, he wants to slash people with knives, or punch people directly.

In addition, the curse on Hua Piao was actually resolved by the ghost lamp.So now, there is nothing wrong with Hua Piao, and he can still date his wife with a young appearance.

感谢在2020-05-3019:11:32~2020-05-3122:34:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yiye Zhishuangqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!