After dressing as a vicious male partner, he was targeted by the reborn male protagonist

Meng Chenyu smiled and said: "In the original book, didn't Meng Chenyu still pretend to meet you by chance, and after playing together for a while, pretended to be kind enough to frame you? Anyway, it's going to take the plot, why don't we just pretend it's the two of us coming to play today?"

Meng Yu glanced at the entertainment facilities not far away, and the corner of his mouth curled up, as if mocking: "I didn't expect you to like these children's things."

Meng Chenyu giggled, and dragged Meng Yu forward: "It's already here, you have to let me experience it."

After speaking, he took Meng Yu to line up at the roller coaster, Xiao Ranchen could only watch the two of them from a distance in order not to be exposed.

When he first got on the roller coaster, Meng Chenyu was still very excited. After all, this was the first time he had fun in this world.

When the roller coaster just started going uphill, he didn't feel anything, until the roller coaster climbed to the top, Meng Chenyu lowered his head and looked down, his face turned pale instantly.

Why so high? !

Meng Yu chuckled, "Are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid!" Meng Chenyu said firmly, not knowing that his voice was trembling a little.

The roller coaster was sliding down quickly, and Meng Chenyu grabbed Meng Yu's hand fiercely, and couldn't help screaming.

When Meng Yugang felt that he was being caught, his face sank and he was about to shake him off, but then, the scream from Meng Chenyu filled his eardrums with pain, and he couldn't pull out his hand twice, so he had to give up.

Wait a while and then settle accounts with Meng Chenyu!

But things didn't go as expected, Meng Chenyu lost his soul when he got off the car, no matter whether Meng Yu's sarcasm or sarcasm, he couldn't listen to a word.

Meng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, he just wanted to pick him up and throw him into the nearby lake to wake up.

Meng Chenyu patted his chest, took a few breaths of relief and discussed with Meng Yu: "I'll buy a bottle of water next to me, wait for me."

Meng Yu glanced at Xiao Ranchen who was not far away, closed his eyes slightly, and sat on a chair beside him.

Even if Meng Chenyu didn't discuss it with him, he wouldn't leave, after all, he still had to follow the plot, wouldn't he?

The puppet show not far away was in full swing, but the smile on the corner of Meng Yu's lips became more ironic.

There is no difference between him and the group of marionettes.

"Big brother, your friend seems unhappy, buy a flower to coax him." A little girl came over bouncing around to sell flowers to Meng Chenyu.

Meng Chenyu turned his head to look in Meng Yu's direction. The gorgeous and delicate young man's eyes were watching the puppet show like a pool of stagnant water. The blood-red tear moles at the corners of his eyes were shadowed and dull.

He suddenly felt a little distressed, so he gave the little girl ten dollars, picked out an iris flower, and whispered a few words in the little girl's ear.

The little girl went happily with a flower basket.

Meng Yu was still immersed in his own world, when suddenly an iris came straight into his eyes.

"Brother, this flower is for you, I hope you will be happier."

Seeing Meng Yu staring at the flowers with a blank expression and refusing to pick them up, the little girl was a little scared. She took a deep breath, quickly put the flowers into Meng Yu's arms, turned around and ran away.

Meng Yu stared at the flower for a moment, picked up the flower and threw it aside, and raised his lips in Meng Chenyu's direction: "It's boring."

Meng Chenyu couldn't hear the voice, but he understood the shape of his lips.

He snorted and picked up the flowers from the edge of the chair: "You are such a big man, do you have a sense of public morality when you litter?"

"Since you know it's rubbish, you still spend money to buy it?" Meng Chenyu's heart ached with Meng Yu's half-smile.

He was sitting on the side, picking at the petals. Suddenly, he pinched a petal with a little force, and the blue-purple flower juice stained his nails. He seemed to be amused, and put the flower and his fingers in front of Meng Yu: "Do you think everything is right?" It’s fake, but you see, everything is real, you can clearly see it, but you cover it up and don’t want to see it.”

"People have blood, flowers have juice, they are all true. Meng Yu, in our world there is a country's creation myth that all of us are living in a dream of the god Brahma. When Brahma wakes up, everything will disappear, and the whole earth will start all over again, so everything we see is fake." Meng Chenyu put the flower in Meng Yu's hand.

"At least the flower you see is real, I am real, and you are real. What you have experienced, your injuries, your blood, sweat and tears are all real. They It's not pointless."

Meng Chenyu spoke in a gentle voice about what happened in his world, his family, everything about him.

While chattering, Meng Yu didn't feel displeased at all. He just looked at the flower in his hand. The injured petal still leaked a little juice at first, but now there is only a trace left.

He turned his head to look at Meng Chenyu who looked tender and nostalgic, and only thought in his heart that these truths were not from this world, but brought by Meng Chenyu.

Meng Chenyu didn't mind that Meng Yu didn't say a word, he smiled at Meng Yu, "Do you know the iris flower language in our world?"

Meng Yu shook his head slowly, his clear eyes only reflected Meng Chenyu's shadow.

"The flower language of the iris is evergreen friendship, light and freedom." Meng Chenyu pulled him up with a smile, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the world."

Meng Yu obediently followed Meng Chenyu forward, while holding the flower tightly with the other hand.

Staring at Meng Chenyu's back, he tilted his head slightly. Is this real?