There is a period in the dream

Meng Heyu is indeed a person who likes to try new things, especially food here.

Cao Zixin had class in the morning, so he had to go back to the dormitory to get the computer first, so he asked Meng Heyu if they should go back first?Seeing that this long street was filled with all kinds of food, Meng Heyu couldn't move his feet at all, so he said he wanted to stay and eat, so Cao Zixin left first.

When Meng Heyu was swept out, he didn't have time to clean up. He only brought important documents with him, and he was in a hurry.

Nancheng is a popular first-tier tourist city in China. It has the reputation of a romantic city. There are many places to eat, drink and have fun, but Meng Heyu, who is in a hurry, has never explored it.

He is from the north. After he came to the strange south, his social network immediately became sparse, and he didn't have any friends. In addition, he was only looking for a job at the beginning, and he couldn't spare time to play.

Recently, he slept well and slept less, and only then did he spend most of the morning walking around the vicinity of this prestigious university.

The university itself can be regarded as a tourist attraction, and the surrounding area of ​​the university is even more lively, gathering many entertainment businesses with young men and women as the main consumers.Meng Heyu walked down this street and passed at least three script killing shops.

Meng Heyu was still very happy eating alone, so happy that he forgot the time, and when he came back to his senses, it was already early noon, and the crowd was densely visible to the naked eye.Meng Heyu touched his full belly and finally made the decision to retreat.

He took the crowded subway home, took a nap, and put on his overalls for work.

Due to the coast of Nancheng, the sea breeze has always been non-stop, and it blows in bursts, which is very refreshing in summer.

But recently, because the typhoon is about to enter, the wind has weakened a lot and almost stagnated.Meng Heyu looked out from the gaps in the buildings while walking, and saw that the sea level was quite calm, like solidified glue.

At dusk the sky was ablaze with red light.

In the boundless sky, strands of clouds are scattered like fish scales.At that time, Meng Heyu was not in the store, but by the swimming pool.All the people were busy taking pictures and punching cards, Meng Heyu just stood there, still holding the tray of drinks in his hand.

The red light flowed on his skin, overflowed into his azure pupils, and blended with them, making his pupils a color beyond the world.

Then the sky turned pink and purple, and the clouds became more vivid.The canopy is like a canvas, attracting more people to pour out of the store.

Meng Heyu retreated to the corner and continued to look up at the dusk from the crowd of people.He is not a liberal arts student, but in the face of such a beautiful scenery, he inevitably felt a little poetic in his heart.

It's a pity that beautiful things don't last long, and the night quickly becomes thicker and darker, ending the gorgeous twilight.

The guests left one after another, and the words were still in the aftertaste. After all, the vision before the typhoon is always rare.

Meng Heyu still got off work at midnight, and when he walked to the gate of Tianhaihe, he found that the windows of many buildings had iron gates closed.

When he was taking the elevator, he saw a notice saying that a typhoon was about to land, and coastal residences in particular needed special protection. He hoped that the residents would consciously drop the iron gates.

Tianhai has to take risks when mining the sea view. This problem has been considered in the early stage of design. There is an iron gate outside the window of every household, which is used for typhoon passing through and prevents the glass from being shattered by the strong wind.

This is Bai Lin's house, and Meng Heyu didn't want to cause her any loss, so the first thing he did when he got home was to pull down the iron gates of every window, including the balcony.

Now the whole house is like a secret room, with no light at all, and people are depressed to a third.

Fortunately, there are still dreams.

Meng Heyu turned off the light and adjusted a comfortable posture.

In dreams, there are always delicious desserts, eternal day, warm sunshine, fresh green plants, and...

What is his name?

Meng Heyu frowned slightly, and told himself that no matter how many times he tried, he must, must remember that person's name.

But he failed again.

The first thing Meng Heyu did when he opened his eyes the next day was to recall that person's name.

Meng Heyu remembered that before the hour hand pointed to 08:30 in the dream, he kept repeating that person's name in his mouth, until the person told him not to say it, it was useless.Of course, that person was right. Meng Heyu lost his memory as soon as he woke up, and couldn't recall any useful information at all.

It seems to be a three-letter name, and it sounds very loud...?

He couldn't be sure.

Meng Heyu got up early, but the manager got up earlier than him and had already sent a message in the work group.

Sometimes Meng Heyu suspects that the manager doesn't need to sleep. His dark circles are so heavy that Meng Heyu can't bear to look directly at him.He worked later than Meng Heyu, which made him look more than five years older than his real age.

It's all off topic, the key point is the message sent by the manager in the group: a typhoon started to blow today, everyone rests, and we will inform you about the working time according to the situation.

Meng Heyu immediately jumped up and punched a set of air punches.

too!fortunate!blessing!up!

Who can be better than him!fortunate!blessing! ——

Soon Meng Heyu regretted the above speech.

The typhoon came very quickly this time, the sky and the sea were close together and the sea was near the sea, and the damage received was directly doubled.Meng Heyu has lived in northern China and Russia since he was a child, and has never seen a typhoon, let alone a typhoon in this posture.

All day long, there was the sound of rain hitting the iron gates, and the sound of thumping and rustling was endless.Meng Heyu finally understood why the Tianhaihe building had only five floors and could not be raised at all, because it was too exposed to the wind.

He nestled on the sofa, feeling the howling wind outside, as if the whole building was shaking.

Meng Heyu didn't need to read the news to know how terrifying the rain outside was, but it was even worse when he watched the news. Signs were flying all over the sky, and younger trees were directly uprooted by the wind and collapsed to the side of the road, dying.

This is not the most fatal.

Worst of all, there was a power outage that afternoon.

Because all the windows and iron gates were pulled down, Meng Heyu's house could no longer get natural light, and could only rely on artificial lights for lighting.As soon as the power went out, the whole room immediately became pitch black, literally invisible without exaggeration.

Meng Heyu was watching TV when the power went out, and the stubborn reporter was almost yelling into the microphone. Suddenly, the whole world was quiet, and a mass of darkness quickly wrapped Meng Heyu tightly and tightened him. Sofa, hugging the sofa pillows tightly.

After realizing that it was a power outage, he first wanted to call the property management company, but he couldn't get through, and the line was always busy. Obviously, many people were asking about the situation.

Later, there was news in the property group, saying that there was a problem with the power supply in the entire area, and it could not be repaired in a short time. I ask the residents to be considerate.

Meng Heyu doesn't like to force others to make things difficult, so naturally he won't follow the crowd to express dissatisfaction in the group.He was more worried about another problem: his phone was dying.

Meng Heyu turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and a small beam of light only penetrated a few feet of darkness.

He had no plans to find candles.Bai Lin's room had been unused for a long time, and he was the first resident. If he didn't buy items such as candles that were not just needed, there would be no such room.

He wanted to find a charging treasure, but unfortunately, the power supply of the charging treasure was also exhausted.Except for long-distance travel, he basically doesn't use the power bank very much, and naturally he doesn't plug it in.

Meng Heyu didn't know that things could be so bad.

The surroundings are all black, and no color can be distinguished, except black is black, a solid mass, freezing him.

The first thing to overcome when living alone is fear.

Meng Heyu originally thought that he had already overcome it, was not afraid, and could turn off the lights and go to sleep alone, but it was not.In this situation that he had never encountered before, he felt fear again, and his internal organs began to tremble.

He groped his way to the kitchen.

This wasn't his home in the first place, it wasn't warm enough to live in, and there were dangers lurking around every corner, and the journey in just a dozen seconds seemed like years to him.

With the last nine percent of the phone's battery remaining, he shone the light of the flashlight into the refrigerator—

Immediately my heart was ashamed.

Meng Heyu knelt next to the refrigerator, rummaged through all the cabinets without giving up, took out all the edible ones, put them on the floor and counted them, as if counting the victims of every grain of rice during a famine.

Two boxes of yogurt, one-third box of cakes, and one box of pudding the size of a palm.

There was simply not enough for him to eat.

Although Meng Heyu also knows how to cook some basic dishes, he rarely cooks and has no time. He usually orders takeaway, so there are no ingredients at home.

And of course there is no takeaway in this kind of weather, even if there is, he would not dare to order it, it will put the delivery guy in danger.

Let's eat first, Meng Heyu tried his best to hold on to the last hope, maybe he can be hungry until tomorrow, and when the typhoon passes tomorrow, everything will be fine.

but……

But hunger is so painful that it makes people sit or lie down.My brain gradually became like this house, dark and full of nothing but one word: hungry.

So hungry, so hungry.This huge hunger robbed every cell in the body, and thousands of people shouted together: they need energy and food.

Meng Heyu's physique is quite special, with a very fast metabolism, he doesn't get fat when he eats, and he gets hungry easily.

The mobile phone has long been killed, and Meng Heyu is lying on the sofa, losing the concept of time.

Didn't it mean that people starve for two weeks before they die? Why does he feel that his life is not long now, or is it that he has been hungry for two weeks?

It's too uncomfortable. When he found out that Liang Chenghong had escaped, he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Meng Heyu opened his eyes slightly, thinking, Liang Chenghong.

Hunger made Meng Heyu out of control, he had already started to think wildly, even the most taboo names could be dug out at will.

Liang Chenghong, the bad guy, caused him to lie hungry and in the dark, helpless and helpless.

Go to sleep, Meng Heyu told himself, go to sleep.

Go to the dream, where there are always delicious desserts, eternal day, warm sunshine, fresh green plants, and that person.

Zhong Chengming heard the doorbell ring.

He turned his eyes away from the computer screen and looked in the direction of the door in the black paint.

His doorbell seldom rang, not even once.He rarely has packages and never receives guests.

The doorbell rang again, ding dong, and it came into the ear canal very clearly, confirming to Zhong Chengming that it was not a hallucination.

He picked up the candlestick, stood up and went to open the door.

The flame flickered as he walked, and the candlelight flickered in his hand.

The moment the door was opened, it stood still, and so did the firelight, brightly reflecting the pair of blue eyes in front of it.

"Brother Zhong..." Meng Heyu's voice was low and hoarse, "I don't have anything to eat at home, I'm very hungry, it's dark, I can't sleep, my phone is dead..."

Zhong Chengming watched his pupils change tone in the firelight, they were still blue, but the blue was filled with the yellow of the candlelight, blending into an extraterrestrial light.

The sea is on fire.

And Meng Heyu's low and pitiful voice continued: "Can...can you please take me in for a while?"

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Brother Zhong is a man, so hurry up!