Dont look at me

The house has been unoccupied for some time.

The damp smell of wood.

As soon as he entered the door, Ao Ge asked, "Is there a medicine box?" He pointed to Yu Meng's bleeding arm, "I want to give you medicine."

Yu Meng glanced at him, obediently went in and took out the medicine box.

The two sat at the door of the hall.

The raindrops on the eaves fell into lines, and even a curtain like a bead curtain fell into the stone puddle, making a crisp sound.

The light is still bright, and the sky is a hazy yellow with sunset glow.

Ao Ge raised his arm carefully, and took off the wet bandage on it. The wound was already scarred, but there was a small opening at the edge, and blood was oozing out.

Yu Meng's complexion was a little pale, and the pink flesh on the wound was extraordinarily bright, as tender as a flower bud.

Ao Ge focused on applying the medicine on it with no distractions, and his movements were gentle. The 1.8-meter tall man curled up like a shrimp and squatted in front of the boy.

He was very close, and some warm breath sprinkled on Yu Meng's wound, which was very itchy.

Yu Meng couldn't help but want to scratch it.

With a "slap", the paw was slapped down by Ao Ge.

Yu Meng: "...you are so brave, you dare to hit me."

Ao Ge continued to apply the medicine meticulously, "You are so capable, you dare to get wet in the rain before the wound heals."

He looked like a professional medical staff. He even blew twice after applying the medicine. He nicknamed it, "I'll give you a breath of fairy air, and this wound will heal tomorrow."

Yu Meng laughed "hehe", "Immortal air? Are you sure it's not coquettish air?"

Ao Ge: "..."

After treating the wound, Ao Ge consciously occupied the bathroom, and shamelessly shouted at Yu Meng, "I want to take a bath!"

Yu Meng: "Wash it as soon as you wash it, what are you shouting for!"

Ao Ge: "I'm afraid you will come over to peep again, so let me warn you in advance."

Yu Meng: "Don't challenge my nerves all the time."

Hearing the gloomy tone, Ao Ge retracted wisely, "Okay."

Yu Meng, who was lazily lying on the chair enjoying the rain, didn't take long to enjoy the rain, when Ao Ge came out.

He just took a shower, a little different.

He was wearing Yu Meng's white T, casual and natural, but luckily they were all the same loose size, so there was nothing weird about him.

He didn't care about the wet hair, it just hung on his shoulders.

He sat directly next to Yu Meng.

The faint sandalwood fragrance exuding from his body, as well as the hot temperature, struck from all directions in an instant.

The breath is too aggressive, with a strange sense of oppression.

Yu Meng, who felt uncomfortable when he got a little closer, tactfully gave him one thing to send him away.

His arm is inconvenient, so the burden of cooking falls on Ao Ge.There is everything in the kitchen, and there is no shortage of ingredients, but unfortunately, there is a lack of a professional cook.

People like Ao Ge who always order takeout, this is the first time they have encountered such a difficult service, so they resolutely don’t eat takeaway, but eat freshly made.

But those who are not very good at serving others enjoy it.

"My lord, what do you want to eat?" Ao Ge asked with a bent waist.

Yu Meng raised her eyebrows, "Noodles in clear soup, it's okay."

"Alright, you just wait here." Ao Ge entered the kitchen with a confident look.

Haikou has boasted that this bowl of noodles must not only be made, but must be made to the extreme, and it must be very delicious to be worthy of his status as the chief chef.

Ao Ge has a big head.

What to do in the first step is the most difficult. He stood in the kitchen for 5 minutes, thinking, thinking about what to do in the first step.

He started to search online, and found a recipe that was awesome with huge noodles.

After searching for another 5 minutes, I finally found the green onion noodle soup that looked light but delicious.

After all, it was the first time to do it, so it was a bit difficult. Cutting a green onion was as difficult as climbing a mountain, and the tired Ao Ge was sweating on his forehead.

The clinking of various pots and pans continued.

Yu Meng: "..."

No sense of expectation.

Nearly an hour passed.

Ao Ge finally brought out a large light blue bowl with a white rabbit painted on it. Holding it in his hand, he felt a different kind of cuteness.

He coughed lightly, "This is just my general level, you can try it."

Yu Meng took the bowl and was a little surprised.

Milky white soup, smooth and tender noodles, and a layer of emerald green onion sprinkled on top.

The appearance turned out to be pretty good.

He twitched his nose and sniffed.

The noodle fragrance is also mixed with a cool plant smell, which is indescribable.

The color, fragrance and taste are all good, but the taste is bad.

Yu Meng was also really hungry, so she ate big mouthfuls without caring about top grades.

He paused, looked up expressionlessly, his cheeks were bulging, like a little hamster.

Yu Meng swallowed hard, looked at Ao Ge who was looking forward to it, and said slowly, "Have you tasted it yourself?"

Ao Ge nodded, "Tasted it, I think it's okay."

Yu Meng commented mercilessly, but she didn't stop talking, she ate mouthful after mouthful, "Except that you put sugar as salt, everything else is fine."

Ao Ge: "...don't eat it, I'll make another bowl."

"Don't waste it, and the sweet noodles have a special flavor and are quite delicious."

Yu Meng looked up at him, "You did a good job, please continue to work hard next time."

Ao Ge raised the corners of his lips and smiled meaningfully, "Okay."

The two of them just sat under the eaves in the yard and ate two bowls of sweet noodle soup.

After the meal, Ao Ge, who hates washing dishes the most, went in with the bowl consciously, and tidied up the kitchen.

At the end, he even praised himself, "I'm so virtuous."

He went out and looked at Yu Meng on the chair, "I'll wipe your body for you, shall we go to sleep?"

Yu Meng looked confused, "Wipe, what are you wiping?"

Ao Ge bent down to hug him domineeringly, and said, "I am the legendary snail prince, I am here specially..."

"Stop it." Yu Meng raised her hand and blocked Ao Ge's door, "Am I a cripple? Do you still dare to hug me? Who gave you the courage, girl snail? Go back and tell her, I want a girl, no prince."

Ao Ge stretched out his hand back, with the corner of his mouth down, aggrieved, "Throw it away when you're done using it, it's so ruthless to pull it out."

Yu Meng: "..."

Really frightened by this person, Yu Meng hurried in and washed her body, trying to avoid getting it on her arms, it was indeed a bit strenuous to take a shower.

The point is, he always pays attention to the door unconsciously for no reason, for fear that the psychopath will make something wrong again.

As soon as he got out of the bathroom, he saw Ao Ge.

He looks like a gentleman butler in ancient times, standing gracefully with a big towel on his arm.

It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time, and he bowed with a strong sense of ceremony before coming over, put the towel directly on Yu Meng's head, and began to wipe.

"I knew you didn't wipe your hair after you took a shower. I'm such a smart and witty man."

Yu Meng: "..."

As he wiped his hair, the hair was disheveled, and while the towel was being tossed back and forth, Yu Meng stared at him expressionlessly.

The distance is very close, the most intimate face-to-face.

Ao Ge continued to wipe, and said slowly, "Look at what I am doing."

Yu Meng stared intently, "I want to see through you."

Ao Ge chuckled, and suddenly approached.

The distance is so close, the breath is slightly cold, what is wrong with breathing.

It was as if a mysterious storm had gathered in his eyes, which were moving around.

He said, "Don't look so hard, you can use Mo's."

Yu Meng narrowed her eyes, "Really."

He directly stretched out his hand to Ao Ge's waist, slowly slid down to his fart, stuck it on, and then squeezed.

Ao Ge: "..."

I shouldn't have said that kind of shit.

Yu Meng's pupils are very light in color, like clear glass balls, and only Ao Ge is reflected in this clean glass at the moment.

It was the first time for the boy to show such a flirtatious gesture, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his hand slowly slid down to Ao Ge's chin again, and then he squeezed it hard, softly, "Do you still remember, do you owe me a request?"

Ao Ge squinted his eyes in enjoyment, "What?"

"You said at the time that I can tell you to do anything, right?"

Yu Meng continued down Ao Ge's neck, like a little milk leopard teasing a big leopard, very bold.

Ao Ge's eyes were deep and dangerous, "What do you want me to do?"

Yu Meng withdrew her hand, took five steps back, and regained her expressionless expression, "Tonight you sleep on the floor, at least five meters away from me, and I will measure it with a ruler. Once you exceed it, you will get out of the rain."

Ao Ge: "..."

Yu Meng, who changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, lay down on the bed cold-blooded and ruthlessly, and then watched Ao Ge laying the floor beside him.

Ao Ge, who had finally made a luxurious soft bed, lay down and still didn't give up, "Meng, you really don't want to let me go to bed?"

Yu Meng said lightly, "If you want to fight, come up."

Considering the injury on his arm, Ao Ge really didn't dare to make trouble with him.

Quiet for a while.

I thought he was asleep, so I looked at Yu Meng through the warm light in the corner, and found that he was obviously sleepy and squinted, but he was not asleep, and his hands were still reaching for the head of the bed to grab something.

Finally picked it out, very familiar.

Ao Ge has also taken this stuff before. It is Melatonin, a tranquilizing drug that improves sleep. It is indeed harmless to take it once in a while, but if you take it for a long time, there will be more side effects.

Judging from Yu Meng's habitual appearance, it doesn't seem like she eats it occasionally.

He snatched it when he got up, there was not much left in it, it looked like it was often eaten as candy before going to bed.

"You eat this every night?" Ao Ge asked.

Yu Meng frowned, very displeased with his actions, "I can't sleep well if I don't eat, give it to me quickly."

At times like this, Ao Ge always insisted, "No."

He put the medicine directly into his arms, "Sleep, I have a solution."

Yu Meng was terribly annoyed and sleepy, and it was the first time that someone controlled her like this.

Very, very strange.

I was also very uncomfortable and didn't know how to deal with it.

He simply closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Nights without medication were hard.

He was dreaming again.

The dream that haunted me for a long, long time.

"Brother, where are you going?" The little boy standing next to him was handsome and gentle. He smiled, his eyes curved into crescent moons, "Can I go with you?"

With cold and delicate eyes, the young Yu Meng gently shook off his hand, "No."

"Why?" The little boy was very unhappy, with his mouth pouted.

Yu Meng looked down at him with gloomy eyes, "I'm going to the cemetery."

The little boy asked suspiciously, "The cemetery? Where is that? Please, brother, just take me to see it!"

Yu Meng was silent for a while, and suddenly her eyes became gentle, as if she had passed through a layer of light, "Do you really want to go?"

"Think!" The little boy kept nodding.

Yu Meng touched his head, and a cold and piercing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Then follow me closely and don't get lost, otherwise, I won't be able to explain to my father."

The screen changed rapidly, and the sound of blood and shattering was mixed.

I wanted to see the details clearly, but it was blurry, as if being slammed by a storm, and my whole body was in pain.This feeling invaded the bone marrow, and it couldn't go away.

The moment when he was about to be awakened by the erosion of the nightmare.

A voice suddenly sounded in the ear, and it was directly transmitted to the bottom of my heart.

Those broken and sharp memory fragments were instantly swept away by the waves and disappeared.

The voice next to the ear was hoarse and gentle, with warm comfort.

The melody is simple, like an old nursery rhyme, old but reassuring, unconsciously indulging in the deepest tranquility.

"MrSandman, give him a dream

Make me the cutest thing he's ever seen

Give him two more roses and clover lips

then tell him

His lonely night is over."

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Bgm: Mr. Sandman—The Chordettes.

Mr. Sandman is an American fairy tale elf who sprinkles sand in children's eyes to bring them sleep and sweet dreams.