Master, I really don't want to lay eggs!

"Ameng, today is my 20th birthday. Didn't you say that men's twentieth crown is the word? I have been thinking today, what word will you give me? Ameng, have you figured it out? What word for me? "

Ah Meng said in a low voice: "Shumo, the word Wenyuan."

Xu Shumo laughed "puchi".

"You don't like it?"

"No, no, I just think it's too serious."

"The word must match the name. Since you are called Shumo, the word Wenyuan is the most suitable."

"Then I also chose a word for myself, do you want to listen to it?"

"You said."

"Meiqiu." Xu Shumo looked into Ameng's eyes, "Shumo, the word Mengqiu."

Dreaming and dreaming, always begging when dreaming, only begging when dreaming.

Ah Meng stretched out her fingertips and tapped Xu Shumo's brows, and they all smiled happily, even if this was the only body temperature they could get from each other, they were very satisfied.

"Ameng, I still have a birthday wish, will you help me fulfill it?"

"what do you want?"

Xu Shumo smiled: "I want to see your original form."

Ah Meng's face turned red: "It's rude to let the demon show its original shape!" It's like asking a mortal to take off his clothes.

"I'm not afraid of being rude to you, I just want to see, it's my birthday today, I have the final say!"

"No!" Ah Meng turned her head.

Xu Shumo, who had just won the Best Newcomer Award at the film festival, had a gloomy look on his face: "So Ameng still sees me out, you can't even show me my real shape, I even showed you my naked face!"

Ah Meng's cheeks flushed red: "Since when have I seen you without clothes!"

"It was in the bathroom last time!" Xu Shumo said innocently.

"That's why you fell asleep in the bathroom! The bathtub is full of bubbles, what can I see!" Ah Meng roared.

"Oh," Xu Shumo said slowly, "You didn't see that you said it earlier. If you want to see it, you said it earlier. I'm not as stingy as you and don't want to see it."

Ah Meng broke down and said, "Close your eyes first."

When Xu Shumo opened his eyes, what he saw was a pale pink monster with a big round head and a small body, with two horns growing on his head. His big red eyes were like exaggerated anime characters, and his limbs were extremely short and small. I tried my best to put my two chubby hands behind my back, but my arms were too short to carry them.

Xu Shumo rolled over on the bed with a smile: "Ameng, you shouldn't be called Ameng, you should be called Ameng..."

......

"Ameng, Ameng!"

"Why are you looking for me at this time? You're not filming well, what are you doing sleeping in broad daylight?" A Meng appeared in Xu Shumo's lounge with a handful of tea flowers in his hand, his face was very pale, and his breathing was irregular.

"I was almost hit by a camera light just now, did you see that? I almost thought I was going to die!"

Ah Meng was a little annoyed: "I can't see you when you're not dreaming, don't call me casually, it will interrupt my practice!"

"But at that moment I saw your pale pink light, the light that only you can emit..."

"That's not me! I'm going back to Yuanxi Mountain. I need to practice in these two days. Don't disturb me casually!"

"A Meng..."

In the past, every day when Xu Shumo was about to wake up, Ah Meng's figure would gradually fade away, they would say goodbye to each other, and then Ah Meng would leave. This was the first time that Ah Meng turned around roughly without saying goodbye.

"A Meng!" Xu Shumo stretched out his hand to stop him, but in the end he only caught a cloud of air, and he woke up instantly from his dream.

After that day, Xu Shumo was a little uneasy, but he kept in mind A Meng's words, and did not dare to close his eyes for two consecutive days, for fear that he would not be able to help looking for A Meng when he fell asleep.

Later, when they met, they never mentioned that day again.

But since then, Xu Shumo will have a little accident every now and then. Although he saves himself from danger every time, the process is full of thrills.

The well-riding horse suddenly went berserk and threw him off the horse. However, when he landed on his back, it seemed that there was something gentle and soft under him, and everyone in the crew was terrified. The doctor came up to check, but was shocked to find that he was unharmed.

There was a mudslide in the mountains, and he was the only one who was pressed by the boulders. Everyone rushed to dig him out, but he only scratched the skin on his face and hands.

And whenever this happens, Ah Meng will lose his temper with himself for no reason, and then ask himself not to look for him for two days.

But it's only two days at most.

Xu Shumo vaguely guessed that Ameng helped him resolve the danger, but Ameng refused to admit it, and every time he asked Ameng's temper would become very irritable, and then Xu Shumo stopped asking.

He would even think in his heart, anyway, Ah Meng is a demon, they are so good, even if Ah Meng helped him resolve the crisis, it is right, they are so good, if Ah Meng does not help him, who else can he help?If Ah Meng doesn't help him, who else will he wonder?

Then one day, Xu Shumo was surprised to find that Ah Meng's appearance had changed.

"Ameng, you seem to have grown up again," Xu Shumo was puzzled at first. Since he met Ameng when he was three years old, Ameng had always looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but suddenly it seemed that he had grown a lot of maturity in a day. It is 25 six, but Xu Shumo has always maintained the appearance of his early twenties.

"Of course, as my practice improves day by day, my appearance will naturally change." Meng said.

Xu Shumo was very happy: "Then you will be able to let me touch you soon?" Ameng said before that when he has become more skilled in the demonic arts, he can turn the real into the virtual, and condense the virtual into the real. Maybe one day They can run into each other.

Ah Meng avoided Xu Shumo's gaze: "Yes, yes..."

......

"A Meng, my mother urged me to find a girlfriend again today, it's so annoying!" Xu Shumo sat down in front of the bay window, sighing deliberately, waiting for A Meng to yell at him like every time he raised this question "If you dare to find me, I will break your leg!"

Xu Shumo would grin and say to him, "That's only if you can touch me!"

But this time Ah Meng said: "Well, you are almost thirty, and human beings should pass on their families at this age."

Xu Shumo was anxious: "Why do you say that?"

Ah Meng stood behind him, looked down at Xu Shumo: "Shumo, you are almost 30 years old, not three years old, you can't dream forever."

"Why is it impossible!" Xu Shumo stood up abruptly, and stretched out his hand excitedly to grab Ah Meng, but of course it was empty again.

He has long been used to this feeling of grasping empty space when he can't help it, but this time he seemed to have a piece of empty space in his heart, and a bad intuition enveloped him.

Ah Meng also stared straight at his hanging hand.

Ameng twitched the corners of her mouth, showing a smile that seemed to be ironic to Xu Shumo and self-deprecating: "Look, you can't catch me, and I can't catch you either. I'm Mengyao, Nanke Yimeng, Huangliangmeimeng... ...", he gave a low chuckle, and the last whisper was so small that Xu Shumo couldn't even hear it clearly, "Dream Bubbles."

"Ameng, what's the matter with you? Didn't we agree that I will only be with you in my life, and you will only be with me, Ameng..."

Ameng became irritable again: "I didn't know you were so troublesome. I thought that the lifespan of a mortal is only mediocre, and it's okay to play with you. Who knows that you have hardly given me a day in the past twenty years! I'm tired of it." I don’t want to play anymore, can you stop looking for me like a ghost every day?!”

Xu Shumo opened his mouth, and said at a loss: "Did I disturb your cultivation? I have been working hard to reduce my sleep recently." A dreamed that his face would turn pale once, how could Xu Shumo not feel it, but as long as he fell into In sleep, he couldn't control himself not to call Ah Meng at all. He couldn't restrain his brain from thinking about Ah Meng all the time when he was awake, not to mention how could he control it after falling asleep?

"Then I, I will sleep less in the future..." Xu Shumo stared at a tea flower that appeared in front of him. Ameng held it in the palm of his hand. The colorful and gorgeous petals looked very soft, who would have thought Such showy flowers hide the most potent psychedelic juice.

"This tumi flower is different from others. It has no hallucinogenic effect, but it can make you forget these dreams." Meng said expressionlessly.

Xu Shumo stepped back, shaking his head, he couldn't believe it: "Why? Why did you suddenly...why did you suddenly want to do this?"

"I didn't tell you, I'm bored."

Xu Shumo smiled bitterly and said, "Ameng, we have known each other for almost 27 years. How many 27 years do you think you have in your life? One, at most there are two more. You are over 900 years old and you have come here alone. How can you even have one? You don’t want to stay with me for two 27 years? It’s you who said, we have this life or the next life..."

Xu Shumo has never been sad because of this, because he was only three years old when he met Ah Meng. He also doesn't think about what the next life will be like, but at this moment, talking about the phrase "There is this life but no afterlife", Xu Shumo choked up.

Unprecedented grievances suddenly flooded up, Xu Shumo sucked in his breath with red eyes, but he tried his best to hold back, reminding himself that something was wrong with Ah Meng, and he couldn't do it and he lost his patience.

"Ameng," Xu Shumo tried to smile, "If you are unhappy or dissatisfied with me, you can tell it. If it is because I disturb your practice, is this good? I will accompany you back to Yuanxi Mountain. Go to the mountains and live in the place where you practice, I will help you take care of the flowers when you wake up, and you can see you when you fall asleep, and I don’t need to talk or disturb you..."

There was a pale pink light on Ah Meng's fingertips, which lightly touched Xu Shumo's eyebrows.

They were the same height, and when they were both standing, they were eye to eye, lip to lip, very close to each other.

They have faced each other like this many times, just like when they were young, when Ah Meng exhaled lightly to him, the scene where Xu Shumo felt infinitely sweet never happened again, but at this time, Xu Shumo suddenly felt Ah Meng’s breath again .

Faint, with tea flower fragrance, a little warm.

When they blinked, their eyelashes seemed to reach each other's, but that was all.