"Thanks to Dream" also known as "General"
Meng's father got too drunk and stabbed himself to death with a neighbor's butcher knife.
Ever since his father stabbed him to death the night before yesterday, Meng Yu felt like he was dreaming haphazardly.
Suddenly a man who claimed to be his brother-in-law came to the house.
The black coat, black boots, and slender white hands looked out of place in the hot summer night.
His brother-in-law who had been dead for ten years "lived".
His father had just left, and his brother-in-law walked in the door.
Before he could even grieve over the loss of his father, his brother-in-law told him not to sleep for three days.
He is still struggling with the materialistic worldview he has believed in for more than ten years.
"So," Meng Yu closed his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't shed a single tear, but it felt like he had been crying for a long time, "What do you need me to do for you?"
With a chuckle, the wind blew the clothes of the two people in front of them.
"Yeah-Yeah"
The jackdaw made a hoarse cry.
"I want you to help me find my bones."
"You help me and I can give you everything you want."
"So," another chuckle, "what do you want?"
Meng Yu asked Xie Zhi again: "What kind of monster are you?"
Xie Zhi smoothed the broken hair on his forehead and wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose. He asked calmly: "Do you think I am a good monster or a bad monster?"
"Okay."
Xie Zhi said with a smile: "Maybe I am a bad monster who specializes in playing with people's hearts and eating their hearts and livers."
"I don't believe it. You are good."
"Children like you who are simple and easy to deceive are the favorites of us monsters. They are sure to deceive you every time. I want to eat you right now."
Meng Yu: "..."
Seeing that he was blocked and unable to speak, Xie Zhi lay down beside Meng Yu, folded his arms and pillowed them under his head, looking at the hollow windows showing the tiny bits of sunlight.
Just when Xie Zhi was about to fall asleep, Meng Yu said vaguely: "You can eat me, and I am willing. But don't forget me. My name is Meng Yu."
After Zhao Mingze finished feeding the people, he put on his black leather gloves and asked: "Why do you want to become stronger? Are you afraid of being told by me?"
Meng Yu replied: "I'm not afraid of death, but I want to find my uncle and collect his body. Before that, I can't die."
Zhao Mingze asked: "Do you hate your uncle?"
Meng Yu thought for a while and then said: "There is no love or hate between me and him. I just need to collect his body."
"You're so weird," Zhao Mingze raised his eyebrows, "You obviously have it in your heart that you can't remember it, but you still say such cold and heartless words."
I haven't written the follow-up yet, it's so tiring…
You guys take a look first, the author has been stuck in his thinking recently.
(Because the author tortured the protagonist... It feels good to torture people for a while, and the train of thought is the crematorium)
Let's update the first fifteen chapters first, okay?
I love you, okay
I don't understand why I, who is from the Republic of China, chose the modern lottery.
I got modern urban pure love
Ah this, this, this, this... It's good that you know.
Xie Zhi (attack)? Meng Yu (receive)
Fake uncle and nephew, the age difference is only a few thousand years
The joy of being forced ashore (it's a happy article)
(The author wrote hundreds of thousands of words with tears in his eyes)
"Thanks to Dream" also known as "General"
Sweet article, believe me
Diary on September 20, 2022: Sorry, I haven't recorded this story for so long. This story is a bit confusing and needs to be revised in its entirety. However, I have too many manuscripts to write, so this matter will probably have to wait until a few years later. The new pen name is: Haidong Jing. If you like this story, you can check this author's column in a few years.
Intention: Return to reality
