dream master

For a useless dead house, imagination is always something that is not lacking.

Once imagination has had a chance to be practiced...

This strong world suddenly becomes fragile.

Xiao Yiming knew that he was in a dream. This was a dream that hadn't set the background and plot, not even the characters.All he has to do is write the script for it and then do whatever he wants in his dream.

"God said, let there be light." Xiao Yiming said in the darkness with an exaggerated pose.

The first ray of light shines through the dark dream.

He nodded in satisfaction, and began to quickly construct this dream in his mind. The background was in a magical world. He was the legendary BOSS, the great devil who did all kinds of evil, and the place he passed was bloody.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in a dream, and the surrounding environment had turned into a dark and gorgeous palace. He sat on the throne with his legs crossed, surrounded by majestic knights in heavy armor, patrolling the palace in an orderly manner .

Xiao Yiming stood up from the throne and walked towards the gate of the palace. The devil's boots turned into high heels because of his lack of serious brain imagining, which caused him great trouble. The steps always gave him the feeling that he was about to fall.

His Majesty the Demon King staggered down the steps, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

The patrolling knight helped him up, and the angry Demon King pointed to the witnessing knight's nose and ordered angrily: "Chop off his head!"

The other patrolling knights rushed over immediately, dragged the knight's head out of the door, and chopped it off.

Because His Majesty the Demon King had never seen a real beheading, or felt that seeing blood in a dream was not in line with his aesthetics, so he didn't take it too seriously, and the knight who lost his head didn't shed a drop of blood.

The fountain in the square was already full of victims' heads. His Majesty the Demon King got up from the ground, and declared with a proud expression with his nostrils upturned: "I, Xiao Yiming, am the big devil who has done anything wrong!"

A grunting sound came suddenly, Xiao Yiming frowned, and couldn't help moaning while clutching his stomach: "I'm so hungry..."

Because of hunger, I had to give up the next vulgar plot-for example, the king who was afraid of the devil would marry the princess to him-and forced myself to get out of the dream and make some supper for myself.

After waking up from the dream, Xiao Yiming climbed off the hard bed and went to look for instant noodles in the cabinet. He vaguely remembered that there was the last order of instant noodles there.

The beloved instant noodles were quietly lying in the corner of the cabinet, waiting for the fortune of the Great Demon King.

Xiao Yiming picked up the noodles and always felt that the quality seemed a little light. He carefully examined the bucket of instant noodles suspiciously. A hole was gnawed out on the back of the bucket of instant noodles. It was obvious that Mr. Mouse, who lived next to him, took the first step to patronize the bucket. Instant noodles.

"Ahhhhhh, give me back the instant noodles!!" Xiao Yiming screamed unwillingly, God knew this was his last food reserve.

Even His Majesty the Demon King, who is omnipotent in his dream, cannot prevent Mr. Mouse from stealing food.

Xiao Yiming was in despair.

In this desperate time, he needed a savior, and he thought of Fan Yue next door.

"Fan Yue, Fan Yue, help!" Xiao Yiming opened the door of the room and pounded hard on the opposite door. Half a minute later, the door opened, and Fan Yue looked at him with a livid face. His upper body was naked, and a bath towel was wrapped around him. The dried water dripped down his neck, all the way across the collarbone and towards the abdominal muscles.

Xiao Yiming has no appreciation for men's bodies at all - this is reflected in the fact that he thinks that his figure is quite attractive, and he never thinks about six-pack abs.

"What's the matter?" Fan Yue asked angrily after the bath was interrupted.

"Yue Yue, I'm so hungry..." Xiao Yiming blinked his eyes and said innocently, "My uncle Mouse stole my last pack of instant noodles."

"Then?" Fan Yue squinted his eyes and leaned against the door, asking in a low and dangerous tone.

"Please take care of me!"

"..."

Fan Yue rubbed his forehead, he really can never underestimate how shameless a dead house is.

"What do you want to eat?" Fan Yue led Xiao Yiming into the door while walking towards the kitchen.

"Whatever, instant noodles are fine, as long as you can eat them." Xiao Yiming is not picky at all, he sits cross-legged on the sofa and looks at the ceiling, thinking about the update he will write tomorrow.

As a good-for-nothing writer who relies on codewords to satisfy the fantasies of wretched men and earn a little money to make ends meet, Xiao Yiming feels pretty good about himself. He is an expert on girls, but in fact he has never held the hands of any girl except his mother.His current state is that it is not a big problem to have a full stomach after a month's income, but since he was addicted to the dream world, he is not as keen as before to cheat money.

The sound of cutting vegetables came from the kitchen, Xiao Yiming curled up on the sofa and recalled the first time he saw Fan Yue.

This happened about half a month ago. It was rainy that day, and Xiao Yiming couldn't help feeling empty in his stomach and was about to go out to buy something to eat. Before reaching the stairs, he saw a young man dragging a big box up the stairs. building.

It was probably because he was in a good mood that day, thinking that this might be his future neighbor, and with the evil idea that he would be able to get a job if he was acquainted, he asked, "Brother, do you want me to help?"

The man raised his lowered head, revealing a handsome face with a clear outline, a little decadent and lonely, with dark circles under his eyes, but he still couldn't hide his innate handsomeness.

Xiao Yiming raised his eyebrows. He hated others for being more handsome than him.

"Thank you." The man didn't refuse, and immediately put the box in front of him, waiting for his help.Maybe it was Xiao Yiming's illusion, he always felt that this person's expression looked like he was watching a juggling.

Xiao Yiming couldn't get off the tiger, stretched out his thin arms and legs to try to carry the box - this frustrating weight.The future neighbors were waiting eagerly, waiting for him to show off his power and pick up the box and go up to the fifth floor in one breath. Xiao Yiming thought he couldn't lose face, so he picked up the box and rushed upstairs.

As a result, his arm protested strongly before reaching half a floor. Xiao Yiming's whole body tilted, and the box fell on the stairs and slid down step by step, finally stopping smoothly in front of his future neighbor.

The man looked down at the box, then looked up at Xiao Yiming who was only a dozen stairs away from him.

Xiao Yiming spread his hands: "Brother, I did my best."

The man sighed, picked up the suitcase and went upstairs, his steps were steady, completely lacking in Xiao Yiming's ferocious posture of dragging and tugging.Xiao Yiming squinted at him, thinking that this guy's arm strength is pretty good, at least much better than this dead house who doesn't do production.

"My name is Fan Yue. I just moved here and live in 502." The man said after dragging the suitcase up to the fifth floor.

"I live opposite you. 501. Xiao Yiming."

Fan Yue took a deep look at him, Xiao Yiming yawned, and his stomach gurgled.He immediately covered his disappointing stomach, his brows were drawn together, he was so hungry...

"If you don't mind, let's have dinner together." Fan Yue said with a friendly smile.

"Huh? You know how to cook?" Xiao Yiming's eyes lit up.

Fan Yue, who was a little shocked by his eyes, couldn't help hesitating for a moment, and nodded resolutely.

"Wife!" Xiao Yiming grabbed Fan Yue's hand excitedly, and said affectionately to him word by word, "Please, entrust, support."

Of course, the ending ended with Fan Yue mercilessly waving his hand away.