Meng Qing had a dream, dreaming that Lu Zhizhou gave birth to a dragon egg, and he blushed and protected the dragon egg under his body to hatch.

In the dream, Meng Qing was squatting in front of Lu Zhizhou, waiting for the dragon egg to crack its shell. After waiting for a while, she thought she was hungry. Lu Zhizhou stood up to cook, and took the dragon egg away, saying that she was going to make egg fried rice.

Meng Qing went up to grab the dragon egg in his hand: "No!"

Meng Qing woke up screaming, the hazy and illusory moonlight in the middle of the night shone through the curtains and filled the room, it was extremely gentle.

The dream was so real that even the touch of holding the dragon egg in the palm of my hand was still there, it was so warm.

Reminiscing about this dream, Meng Qing laughed out loud.

"Gently." A familiar voice suddenly came from above his head.

No, no, no, no.

Meng Qing rolled her eyes slowly, taking advantage of the moonlight, she saw herself entwining another person in a pose that was the limit of human beings, and the most terrible thing was that they were not wearing any clothes.

"Gently?" The warm breath hit Meng Qing's neck, making her scalp tingle with itching.

Meng Qing rolled and fell off the single bed.

The carpet, the doorway, and even the sofa in the living room were covered with her scattered clothes. Meng Qing walked and picked them up.

Lu Zhizhou sat up from the bed and asked, "Where are you going?"

"...to the bathroom."

Meng Qing hugged her clothes and plunged into the bathroom.

She was dying, why did she have sex with Lu Zhizhou, she must still be in a dream, this is a dream within a dream.

"Yes, yes, in the dream—" Meng Qing twisted her arm severely, causing her to gasp in pain.

Not a dream.

In addition to the red marks on her arms that were newly wrung out by her, there are other red marks, and this kind of marks that are so obvious at first glance are almost all over the body.

Meng Qing didn't care about anything, she just wanted to flee the scene quickly.She dressed quickly and slipped out the door like a quail.

The corridor was quiet, echoing her footsteps, Meng Qing ran downstairs in one breath, only to find that the door was locked, without the access card and key, she couldn't get out at all.

Lying on the door, Meng Qing pressed his head against the door, wanting to cry but without tears: "Give me a piece of tofu and kill me, tofu tofu..."

For dinner, there was fish head tofu soup. After drinking the soup, she also drank a glass of red wine, and then said to go home, but ended up eating Lu Zhizhou's tofu.

"Fake wine hurts people, Lu Zhizhou is a bastard, he must have put medicine in the wine."

"I didn't take the medicine, and the wine is genuine." Lu Zhizhou walked out of the stairs with Meng Qing's shoes in his hand, and seeing Meng Qing staring back at him, he added, "There is still half a bottle at home, if you don't believe it,It can be tested."

Meng Qing: "..."

Meng Qing scratched the ground with her toes in embarrassment, the more she scratched, the more painful it became.She lowered her head, only to realize that she was not wearing shoes during the chaos.

Lu Zhizhou came over and squatted on the ground to put on her shoes.

"I'll do it myself." Meng contemptuously put on his shoes, "I want to go home."

Lu Zhizhou: "It's more than three o'clock in the morning, wait a little longer and it will be dawn."

Meng Qing: "I won't wait."

"I'll see you off." Lu Zhizhou opened the door with his access card.

Sure enough, he went to sweep the shared motorcycles on the street again, and he scanned a row of bicycles with his mobile phone. Lu Zhizhou shook his head and said, "It doesn't work, the battery can't last for your home."

Meng Qing: "..."

Lu Zhizhou: "If you don't mind, I can drive you back."

Meng Qing: "...Why didn't you tell me earlier that you have a car?"

Lu Zhizhou's eyes shone like stars, and his left hand reached into his trouser pocket as if he was picking out a car key: "You really don't mind?"

"Why should I mind?"

Lu Zhizhou looked at Meng Qing and explained, "I'm driving the car of the funeral parlor."

Meng Qing: "..."

The veins on Meng Qing's forehead twitched: "In the middle of the night, I'm going home in a hearse? Is it you or I who is sick!"

If you post the experience of these two days in the ex-boyfriend topic post.

#The ex-boyfriend said that he was going to save the world, and then disappeared for two years. He suddenly appeared yesterday and said that he came back to save the world. I believe it.Tonight we accidentally rolled the sheets, afterward he said he would drive me home in the funeral home hearse, ask him what he thinks#

It is foreseeable that netizens will definitely say that both of them are sick, and they just happen to be locked up as a pair.

Meng Qing wanted to swear, but the villain in her heart was already in lasagna tears.

Lu Zhizhou stood quietly for a while, the starlight in his eyes went out, and he said calmly, "Let's take a taxi."

With good luck, the scheduled car arrived in less than ten minutes.

Lu Zhizhou followed Meng Qing and sat in the back of the taxi.

The back seat was not spacious, and Lu Zhizhou's long legs had nowhere to rest, so he bumped into Meng Qing inevitably.

Physical contact, Meng Qing seemed to have been electrocuted, and almost jumped up from the seat.

All the memories of tonight flooded up in an instant.

Embarrassment exploded.

She quickly put away her legs and moved outside, wishing she could hang herself on the car window.

Meng Qing admitted that she was the one who did it first, but she rubbed and kneaded Lu Zhizhou's belly without any intention of that. Her hand was full of love and tenderness like a mother touching a baby. Who knew that Lu Zhizhou would be wrong.Unexpectedly, a muffled hum escaped from his throat, and his final voice trembled, calling her softly.

In the past, when they were in a strong relationship, Meng Qing liked Lu Zhizhou to call her that. This trick has tried all kinds of tricks, and this time is no exception. Hearing the snort, Meng Qing looked up at him, her eyes met, and then...

Lu Zhizhou must have done it on purpose!

Meng Qing squeezed her wrist shamefully and angrily.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed across the corner of his eyes, and it was the familiar barrage breath.

Meng Qing couldn't suppress her curiosity, and secretly looked at the top of Lu Zhizhou's head.

Huh

How did the golden barrage in the past turn pink now?

And this time the barrage has no words, it's all pink bubbles.

This kind of pink bubbles is familiar to Meng Qing. In girly manga, once the main character falls in love and becomes awkward, the screen will be filled with such pink bubbles.

Meng Qing: "..."

It was self-evident what was going on in Lu Zhizhou's mind.

Last night, Meng Qing fantasized that when Lu Zhizhou was having sex, there would be a line of erotic barrage above his head...

Wait, she didn't seem to see the barrage when they were making sauce tonight. Could it be that she was too absorbed and forgot to look at the barrage?

Meng Qing covered her face, not wanting to recall Mi Yan from last night again.

Through the cracks of his fingers, the pink bubble on Lu Zhizhou's head disappeared. He looked like a gentleman, turned his head to look at Meng Qing, saw her covering her face, and smiled.

laugh at me?How dare you laugh at me?

Meng Qing was aroused to be competitive, she immediately let go of the hand covering her face, straightened her body, and looked like a king who just returned from a victorious battle, if she ignored the hand that secretly squeezed her wrist.

As soon as she squeezed her wrist, a pink bubble popped out of Lu Zhizhou's head.

But his calm state of mind has not changed throughout the whole process.

so weird.

Meng Qing lowered her head, her eyes fell on the bracelet on her wrist, and a thought came to her—her mind reading skills, could it be related to this bracelet?

Let go of the bracelet, and the pink bubbles will disappear; touch the bracelet, and the pink bubbles will appear; press hard on the thin diamond on the bracelet, and there will be so many pink bubbles that they will float to the top of her head.

After experimenting back and forth several times, Meng Qing finally confirmed that her mind reading skills are closely connected with the bracelet.

Although she didn't know the reason for this, Meng Qing secretly thought that she would swear to protect this bracelet in the future.

Looking back carefully at the scenes of seeing Lu Zhizhou's barrage in the past two days, she seemed to have touched and turned the bracelet on her wrist intentionally or unintentionally.

I see.

The bracelet is equivalent to the trigger mechanism of mind reading.

No wonder.

No wonder didn't see the bullet screen above Lu Zhizhou's head from the beginning to the end tonight. She was either held by Lu Zhizhou with her arms above her head, or interlocked with his fingers, or grabbed his back... There was no time to play with the bracelet.

In the confusion of thoughts, the taxi arrived at the gate of the community.

Because the taxi couldn't enter the complex, Meng Qing got off at the door, Lu Zhizhou got off the car with her, and insisted on sending her to the door of the unit before leaving, Meng Qing didn't want to argue with him in front of the guard, so she didn't say anything,It is a tacit consent.

The two came to Meng Qing's unit door in silence, one in front of the other.

Meng Qing tried the bracelet for the last time, but pink bubbles were still popping out of Lu Zhizhou's head.

Meng Qing: "..."

Her legs were weak and fluttering, she didn't say a word to Lu Zhizhou, and ran into the unit door as if fleeing.

The door of the parents' bedroom was closed, worried about waking them up, Meng Qing took off her shoes, and tiptoed into her room.

Like some kind of call, she went straight to the window, leaning on the window sill and looking down.

At the height of the eighth floor, with the light of the street lamp, Meng Qing saw Lu Zhizhou sitting on the bench downstairs.

Why is he still not leaving?

Meng Qing turned the bracelet, and a line of golden bullet screens appeared above Lu Zhizhou's head. The distance was too far, and she couldn't see the content clearly.

There was a telescope in the bedroom, Meng Qing found it out, like a voyeuristic pervert, pointed the telescope at the barrage above Lu Zhizhou's head.

This time I finally saw clearly: "Did you get home safely? Why is the light in her bedroom still not on?"

Meng Qing: "..."

Silently turned on the light.

For two consecutive days, Meng Qing did not contact Lu Zhizhou, nor did he go to Guhe Street again.

On the third day, Qiao Ziai came to Meng Qing.

Before Meng Qing opened her mouth, she preemptively shook a mobile phone in front of Meng Qing: "Lu Zhizhou said that this is the mobile phone you left at his house, let me give it to you."

A trace of panic flashed in Meng Qing's eyes, and then he calmly said: "I have a spare phone, it doesn't matter if you don't want it."

When she left that night, she was in a hurry and lost everything, not only her mobile phone, but also two earrings, a hairpin, and a detachable underwear strap.

Except for the mobile phone, none of this matters, but it matters so much that anyone with a discerning eye can see what's going on.Lu Zhizhou was quite sensible, and he didn't pack those ambiguous little things together.

Just a cell phone, nothing to prove.

Thinking of this, Meng Qing gradually calmed down.

Qiao Ziai didn't intend to let her go: "When did you leave that day? Xia Fei didn't remove the bed boards on the third floor until after eleven o'clock in the evening."

"The bed board is blocking the road. If you can't get through, that means—" Qiao Ziai smiled ambiguously.

"You don't care when I leave." Meng Qing's eyes dodged, and she felt very guilty when she questioned Qiao Ziai, "I haven't asked what happened to you and Xia Fei, didn't I agree to beat Lu Zhizhou? SeeWhy does he only crawl under the bed? Also, why does Xia Fei move a bamboo bed back and forth?"

"Don't talk about me and Xia Fei first." Qiao Ziai said seriously, "Tell me first, do you really believe that Lu Zhizhou came back after saving the world?"

Meng Qing faltered vaguely.

Qiao Ziai slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "Then I can explain. To tell you the truth, Xia Fei and I were suppressed by Lu Zhizhou's magic."

Meng Qing: "?"

Qiao Ziai explained mysteriously: "Lu Zhizhou's magic to suppress us is that as long as 402 and 403 appear, Xia Fei and I will eat melons on our backs."

Meng Qing: "??"

Meng Qing: "Is there such magic?"

Qiao Ziai: "Lu Zhizhou can save the world, what else is impossible?"

Meng Qing was lying on the bed, holding her head in her hands, she didn't know what to think of, she jumped out of bed suddenly, opened the drawer of the wardrobe, and rummaged through things.

Qiao Ziai asked, "What are you looking for?"

Meng Qing: "Suddenly thought of a design inspiration for clothes, I will write it down first."

"Okay." Qiao Ziai has long been used to Meng Qing's escape. She nestled on the sofa and played with her mobile phone, not to disturb Meng Qing's thoughts.

Meng Qing found a semi-old leather design book at the bottom of the drawer.

Opened it up, and there were many pages missing, which looked like they had been torn out.

Sometimes Meng Qing made a wrong drawing and would tear it up and discard it, so the torn page did not attract her attention until there was a page in the middle with words written on it.

This page of paper is crumpled and soaked by water, and some characters are smudged, but the handwriting can still be read clearly.

Wednesday, August 16, 20xx, with rain

No matter what, I must separate from Lu Zhizhou this time.

Looking up to confirm the date again, Meng Qing frowned, the date was last month, and the handwriting was hers, but she had no memory of it.