The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

"No... I hahaha..." An Sheng stretched out his hand to rub his sore cheeks, he coughed twice with a smile before he stopped laughing, "My sister gave me a lipstick, a few days ago Xiang Heng Still have to use it."

He remembered that Amway saw that Xiang Heng's mouth was dry a few days ago, and he wiped it once, and it looked quite moist.

"..." Jiang Yingyu rubbed his hand on his mouth, and there was a red mark on the back of his hand. He looked at the redness that had been rubbed off by him, looked at An Sheng and said, "Come here."

I promise not to kill you!

He feels that this is lipstick, not only is it so red, but it can still rub off!

"Oh, brother... I may have taken it wrong."

An Sheng waved his hands and took two steps back. Just as he was about to run, Jiang Yingyu grabbed his collar and dragged him into the small forest on the right...

The ticket seller looked out of the small window for a while, and several birds in the small forest were startled and screamed loudly.

I really couldn't stand it anymore, so the uncle had no choice but to shout at the little forest: "You two are enough! Don't break the branch for me."

Really, in the clear, why are you making such a fuss.

"..." An Sheng blushed and pulled the disheveled Jiang Yingyu out from the other side of the forest, and the two of them panted while walking.

He really didn't expect Jiang Yingyu to be so revengeful that he had to give him a red lip.

"Okay, I have to go back to do the laundry again." An Sheng sighed as he walked.

What crocodiles are you looking at? Everyone is hibernating this day, so I'm too lazy to show them a show, and I'm shy with my old face, carrying the cold wind blowing all the way here to come here for a date.

I didn't see anything, and I was shocked.

He didn't do anything this early in the morning except wash his clothes.

Jiang Yingyu pulled An Sheng's clothes and walked behind, Xiao Linzi was the most interesting.

I don't know what's going on, it's like a thick fog around, and the visibility is very low. Jiang Yingyu didn't dare to move even if he stood there. He looked around carefully, and there seemed to be light shining through in front of him.

Who?

The light was like a flashlight.

"..." Jiang Yingyu squinted his eyes to see who it was, and couldn't help but take two steps towards the light.

Finally, the layer of white mist was pushed away by him...

An Sheng!

Jiang Yingyu felt relieved, and quickly reached out to grab him, but An Sheng turned around and walked forward with a flashlight, ignoring him.

Fuck!

"An Sheng!" Jiang Yingyu finally shouted, but An Sheng still kept walking.

"An Sheng, stop!" Jiang Yingyu suddenly panicked, and he ran, but no matter how he ran, An Sheng and him were always separated by a distance that was neither far nor close.

what happened?

He seems to have encountered this feeling before.

There was thick fog all around, but An Sheng was very clear, walking in front of him continuously.

No matter how much he yelled, An Sheng didn't look back. Finally, Jiang Yingyu couldn't run anymore. He bent over and put his hands on his thighs to pant. The sweat on his forehead slipped into his right eye, so he could only squint his right eye. Shout: "An Sheng! You bitch!"

Finally, An Sheng seemed to have heard it, and stopped...

He watched An Sheng turn around slowly with the flashlight, and he didn't find it strange that the fog around him disappeared in an instant.

An Sheng stood face to face with him, and it was at this time that he realized that An Sheng was standing on the train tracks.

It was very dark, he looked at An Sheng who was opposite him now, and suddenly he couldn't say anything, he couldn't see An Sheng's eyes clearly, the big glasses were a bit reflective.

"Can't you hear me calling you?" Jiang Yingyu was very annoyed, "Are you fucking deaf?"

His breathing hadn't slowed down yet, An Sheng still didn't speak, Jiang Yingyu didn't know why he was so angry at the moment, he forced himself to endure it, and stretched out his hand to An Sheng: "Come here."

An Sheng raised his drooping head and said, "I'll take you somewhere."

Damn, how can this sound be so floating.

An Sheng's ending sound was like an echo, it was creepy to hear, but Jiang Yingyu still insisted: "I told you to come here!"

"I'll take you to a place." An Sheng said.

Jiang Yingyu took two steps towards An Sheng and scolded him: "I'll fuck your mother! You can't make it through!"

Is there a place for people to stand on the train tracks?Can you have some common sense!

An Sheng kept repeating that he wanted to take him to a certain place, Jiang Yingyu finally couldn't hold back his anger, and raised his foot to pull him back, but...he seemed to hear the sound of the train whistle faintly.

And it's getting closer.

He looked towards An Sheng's right hand, sure enough!

He yelled at An Sheng, he ran towards An Sheng, but no matter how he moved or how he called, An Sheng still stood there and said: I will take you to a place.

He couldn't move, he couldn't scream, yes, he couldn't move, he couldn't scream.

He suddenly realized that this was a dream.

Contrary to how he gradually calmed down, the train suddenly passed by him and was about to rush towards An Sheng. He found that he still couldn't watch An Sheng get hit, even if he knew it was his own. dream.

He stared at the train, repeating in his mind stop, stop, stop...

……

"Fuck!" Jiang Yingyu reached for the mobile phone on the table, the discomfort in his heart was still there, he clicked on An Sheng's phone, and after thinking for two seconds, he still called.

After two rings, it was connected, and An Sheng called Uncle Jiang with a thick nasal voice.

"How do you know it's me?" Jiang Yingyu asked.

An Sheng smiled and said, "I set an exclusive ringtone for you."

Pi~ka~qiu.

"What's wrong?" An Sheng coughed and asked under his throat.

"..." Jiang Yingyu suddenly didn't know what to say, "...it's nothing."

An Sheng's mind is obviously not clear now, he glanced at the time on his phone in a daze, and it was only three o'clock.

Um?An Sheng squinted his eyes to look again, it was three o'clock in the morning.

"Speak, I'm listening." An Sheng said with his eyes closed.

Maybe it's because hearing An Sheng's unique voice can make people quiet down.

Jiang Yingyu took a deep breath before saying, "I had a nightmare. I dreamed that an idiot wanted to take me to the rails to commit suicide."

It doesn't matter how you shout.

"That idiot can't be me." An Sheng spoke with a bit of a bubble voice, "But why did I take you to commit suicide together? Lying on the train should be very painful."

This reason is quite clear...

He turned over, that dream made him feel very uncomfortable all the time, and he always felt that something was wrong all over his body.

"How do I know." Jiang Yingyu said, "I wanted to save you."

An Sheng slowly asked word by word: "Then are you saved?"

no help...

An Sheng was run over by the train in the end, especially when he was still repeating that sentence when he was dying.

Now think about how scary the thief's mother is.

"No." He didn't know what it meant, although he didn't believe it, but it wasn't shocking.

"It's okay, isn't it just a dream?" An Sheng murmured, "Touch your hair, you won't be scared, touch your hair, you won't be scared..."

He fell silent while talking, and after a while, Jiang Yingyu said: "Forget it, you go to sleep."

That is to say, he suddenly had a fit, so don't make An Sheng sleepless.

After a few seconds, An Sheng finally got online again, and then he lowered his voice and said, "If you can't sleep, I'll be by your side, so you shouldn't be afraid."

He hadn't thought that Jiang Yingyu, such a good person, would be made into such a dream by a dream, he looked like a little girl.

"What am I afraid of! Let's sleep with you." After saying this, Jiang Yingyu hung up the phone. What are you afraid of?He was not afraid.

In fact, he was not afraid, but the uncomfortable energy in his heart hadn't finished, and he could sleep if he said it, but he just wanted to make a phone call and listen to An Sheng's voice.

"..." An Sheng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the phone that had been hung up, feeling a little inexplicable.

Did he say something wrong?

On the day of the Chinese New Year, An Sheng and Jiang Yingyu bought all the vegetables that should be bought, and was called to wash the vegetables. In this cold weather, An Sheng grinned while washing the vegetables, while listening to Jiang Yingyu outside. Chatting with the old lady.

What he said was actually nothing, but he felt that just listening to Jiang Yingyu's words was quite interesting, especially the sudden outburst of "fuck me".

"Grandma, let me go in and help wash the dishes." Jiang Yingyu and Xiang Heng sat by the stove and watched the old lady chatting about the past, feeling a little helpless.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Heng's father shook the soles of his shoes and said, "Don't worry about it, wait for his mother to do it, you are a guest, don't worry about it, didn't An Sheng say that he would learn to cook a good meal for you today. "

No, An Sheng was talking nonsense just now, after he finished talking, he made him a double dragon play ball, and after he finished speaking, he used his mobile phone to check the method.

He just wanted to ask if there is such a dish?

"Uh...Okay." Xiang Heng's father said so, and he could only continue to sit and wait for food.

"Don't worry," the old lady said with a smile, "Grandma will tell you something about your grandpa when he was young..."

When the dishes were finally done, An Sheng felt as tired as a dog.

No!He felt that the dogs were not as tired as he was.

Didn't he just say that he wants to learn how to cook?Amway did it all for him, and he was so busy that he couldn't tell the head from the tail. Amway stood by the side and told him to take this and put that, but he didn't faint.

After filling up the rice, An Sheng handed the chopsticks to Jiang Yingyu and told him to taste it first.

Jiang Yingyu took a look at him before taking the chopsticks: "Then I will try it."

An Sheng smiled and raised his hand, pretending to beat him up: "You're looking for cigarettes, hurry up, pick something nice for me."

As soon as the words were finished, Anli raised his hand and slapped Ansheng on the back: "You don't want to be told that you don't taste good, right? Who are you threatening?"

An Sheng grinned and rubbed his back, he learned this from his mother!

Everyone couldn't stop laughing at his ugly appearance, Jiang Yingyu almost choked.

Before he could swallow it, An Sheng asked him how he was doing.

He pretended to think deeply for a few seconds before saying, "It's okay."

"What do you mean it's okay!" Hearing what he said, An Sheng took the chopsticks in his hand and ate them, and was instantly surprised, "Fuck! Which god made this peerless delicacy! !"

Jiang Yingyu almost burst out laughing, who is this!