There is a period in the dream

Liang Chenghong lived up to expectations and made his debut with No.1 results.Colorful confetti fell on the stage, and the fans cheered to celebrate his final coronation as king.

Du Shanshan next to her couldn't hold back her excitement at all, she hugged Meng Heyu, and couldn't help telling how hard Liang Chenghong had worked all this way, which made Meng Heyu very embarrassed.

But it's not easy to spoil her interest, but I can't help echoing some tone words that don't have any real meaning: "Is that right? Yes! That's great."

The far-fetched tone in the tone was easy to hear, but Du Shanshan, who was dazzled by joy, didn't notice it at all.

When Meng Heyu returned home that night, instead of going straight to sleep, he poured a glass of vodka, stood alone on the balcony, and stared blankly at the late-night sea.

The sea at night is deep and mysterious, and even the waves cannot be seen clearly.The clouds were thick, and the moonlight looked very cloudy.

The sea breeze in the autumn night was very cold, and every inch of Meng Heyu's skin felt the sudden drop in temperature, which made him feel much more comfortable.

Winter shouldn't be far away.

It's a pity that there is no snow in the winter in the south. The winter in Russia is so shocking. Looking at the whole world, it is covered in silver and the flowers and plants are submerged.

Meng Heyu is always looking forward to the coming of winter. His favorite season is coming. Will things get better in the future?

Liang Chenghong's life is indeed about to get better. Based on the high praise of thousands of people, he is sitting on a bright and beautiful future.

Meng Heyu gulped down the wine in one gulp.The spirits passed through his throat like a tongue of fire.He let out a long sigh of alcohol, turned and went back to the room.

In any case, life has always been kind to him.

Seeing that he is separated from his relatives and friends, he will arrange a dreamer for him to share his sweet dreams every night, so that he will always have a peace of mind to rely on in this unaccompanied big city.

Just why on earth would he like him?Even if Meng Heyu wants to break his head, he still has never experienced love, and he will still have no solution for a while.

Not only Meng Heyu, Zhong Chengming is also thinking about the same problem.

Ever since the kiss that was about to fall in the ferris wheel that night, he couldn't erase this question from his mind.

Afterwards, after reviewing, what he did at that time was all the result of emotion overcoming reason.He looked into Meng Heyu's eyes like a ghost, just wanted to kiss him.

All the cognition of the absurd, the self-mockery of falling in love with the phantom in the dream, all dissipated in an instant, leaving only the most primitive pure desire to love each other.

It's just that at the last second, his rationality returned to his original position, and he told him that if this kiss really falls, there is really no way out, and there is no room for turning around.

I don't know whether this last restraint is a good thing or a bad thing.

After that, in reality, although Zhong Chengming was able to concentrate when he was concentrating, but when he was free, bits and pieces of the person in the dream would emerge in his mind, and he couldn't hold it down.

Although he can't remember his name and appearance, Zhong Chengming has an impression of what he said and did.

Such pervasive thoughts are already self-evident heartbeats.But what is it like?Nowhere to be found.

And why did he fall in love with a phantom.

Zhong Chengming has always been a person with a strong thirst for knowledge, otherwise he would not choose to do scientific research.

In fact, he also has the answer. Of course, the people he created are all in line with his wishes, and it is only natural that he likes them, like Pygmalion who fell in love with his own sculptures.

It's just that there is still a kind of guidance deep in his heart, the keen sense of smell born by scientists, telling him that this is not the whole picture of the truth.

That night, Meng Heyu returned to Zhong Chengming's former home. Although they never mentioned the incident in the Ferris wheel, their friendship was in name only, and the building was about to collapse.

The sky is an ordinary sky, not particularly bright, but not overcast.

At first they were sitting in the courtyard without incident, but then they heard a very faint meow from nowhere, and Meng Heyu was stunned for a while before confirming it.

He got up from the grass and looked at Zhong Chengming: "Did you hear that?"

Just as Zhong Chengming wanted to ask what he heard, the meowing came again.

Zhong Chengming paused for half a second, then stood up and walked in the direction of the sound.Meng Heyu followed behind him to a corner of the courtyard.

Sure enough, I saw a white puppet cat nestled in the corner, bumping its sparsely haired head against the wall.

This scene was shocking, Meng Heyu stopped breathing, and then heard Zhong Chengming say: "This is the cat I raised at home when I was a child."

"Ah?" Meng Heyu was surprised, "That is to say, you dreamed about your childhood cat tonight?"

Zhong Chengming responded with a low "Yes", bent down and carefully picked up the cat.

His movements were very gentle and gentle, and the expression on his face when he picked up the cat was also very gentle and gentle, the brows that were always frowning were relaxed.

Meng Heyu lost his mind for a moment.

Staring at the cat in his arms, he thought it would be great if he was also a cat.

This cat was too old to be old, and the cat's fur, which should have been as white as snow, had begun to turn yellow like the pages of old books.

The whole thing is thin and small, as if there is only a bunch of crisp skeletons left, and it will be scattered all over the ground with a little force.Zhong Chengming held it like he was holding a pile of fur, but he didn't feel the weight.

Zhong Chengming looked into its eyes, which were blue, like the color of the sea, and not just the color of the sea.

Zhong Chengming suddenly thought of something, he raised his head and looked into Meng Heyu's eyes.

The color of their eyes is the same.

The same.

In Zhong Chengming's heart, the ball of wool that was tangled into a dead knot was suddenly torn out into a thread that could be untied.

And Meng Heyu didn't know it, and was staring at the cat in Zhong Chengming's arms, with a look of compassion on his face: "It looks so hard, why did it hit the wall just now?"

"It's a hard life," Zhong Chengming said in a low voice. "I'm full of diseases, and I've already reached the age of death. But because the children in the family have a deep relationship with it, I can't bear it, so my grandma hired the most expensive veterinarian. , exhausted all methods to extend its lifespan."

"But—" Meng Heyu still had something to say, but at this moment, a child's yelling came from the living room, "Little Meow" and "Little Meow", full of anxiety.

Just as Zhong Chengming looked in the direction of the sound, he heard another exclamation in the next second, but it was not from the child in the living room, but Meng Heyu behind him: "Zhong Chengming! You have become smaller!"

Zhong Chengming was taken aback for a moment, looked down at his hands, and really changed back to his childish appearance.

They originally thought that this dream had stabilized and would no longer be as ever-changing as it was at the beginning, so what is going on now?

Zhong Chengming has become smaller, but Meng Heyu still looks like an adult in his 20s.

Before the two could find out why, the kid in the living room rushed out, snatched the puppet cat from Zhong Chengming, and asked ferociously, "What are you doing holding meow!"

Zhong Chengming just looked at him with a serious face and didn't reply.The child snorted, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to Zhong Chengming, turned around and went back to the living room.

"This is my eldest brother." Zhong Chengming told Meng Heyu.

Meng Heyu was completely puzzled by the sudden occurrence, and asked suspiciously, "Did he not see me just now?"

"It should be." Zhong Chengming took out his pocket watch from his pocket and scanned it. "The appearance of a third person usually ends the dream, but he can't see you, so the dream continues."

It was indeed going on, and there was another sound of crying and shouting in the living room during the conversation.

"Go in and have a look." Zhong Chengming immediately made a decision.

There are a group of adults and children in the living room, surrounded by an old white puppet cat in the middle, Zhong Chengming's elder brother is also among them.

Meng Heyu turned his head from side to side, thinking that these children should be Zhong Chengming's brothers and sisters.

Every child had tears and snot all over their faces, crying and shouting for Xiao Miao not to die, while Zhong Chengming stood on the periphery, still with that indifferent expression that had nothing to do with the world.

This scene coincided with Zhong Chengming's childhood scene, this time he really dreamed about the past.

Zhong Chengming quietly participated in this re-screening play. The eldest brother knelt beside Xiao Miao, crying like a chorus of tears. Everyone was sad, only Zhong Chengming didn't look sad at all.

Not only was he not sad, but he also said calmly: "It's better to die."

Forcibly prolonging life is against the laws of natural operation.If you break the rules, you have to pay the corresponding price.

Drugs and treatment have already tortured this Ragdoll cat to the point where it can speak, it will definitely ask for a painless euthanasia,

And Zhong Chengming is the only one in the entire Zhong family who can feel that this puppet cat has no desire to live.

It lives because the people around it want it to live.This life, which is only suffering, is actually meaningless to it.Just because its existence is a kind of psychological comfort to others, so it wants to continue its life, isn't this also a kind of selfishness.

And now, the top medical technology is finally powerless, and it is about to be relieved.

It's just that no one can understand the deep meaning behind this, the second sister turned her head first, her words were frightened: "Mom! Listen to what he said?!"

Zhong Chengming just repeated unhurriedly: "I said, it's better to die."

Everyone's face changed now, especially his father, who couldn't understand why his son would say such a cold-blooded and heartless sentence when the whole family was mourning.

Their attention was all shifted to Zhong Chengming, the second sister turned her whole body around, and made a gap so that Zhong Chengming, who was on the outside, could finally see the little cat inside.

It happened to meet its eyes, and at the moment when it finally got out of this sick body and went to the paradise outside the world, it burst out with a bright and magnificent blue light.

As if many years later, in the early morning of a summer night, through a narrow and short corridor, Meng Heyu told him that he had a good dream, then retreated into the room, and turned on all the lights in the room.

The light coming from all directions illuminates Meng Heyu's eyes—those blue eyes are so blue that they are not the color of the world at all, and they are so pure that even the most skilled painters can't reconcile them.

Dreamy.

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Finally wrote this paragraph!Xiaomeng's eye color setting is actually the very blue and transparent eye color of the puppet cat~

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