Actually, you are not human

It is still night, probably because it is raining, there are not many people in the bar today, a few lonely ghosts who have to come out despite the rain are scattered in various corners of the bar, drinking slowly liquor. The DJ also played a song "crynomore" by Mika Nakajima, and Zheng Qiufen was still sitting in his special seat, with a cup of sweet but not greasy special tune in his hand, while slowly lighting up with the music Tiptoes, while subconsciously staring at the beautiful and neat figure behind the bar downstairs who is doing flower work.

After he came home yesterday, he just found the two legs of lamb that had been left intact for a week in his 26-degree temperature-controlled room, when the doorbell rang.

Upon seeing him, Du Shengxiao said with a stinky face, "We were all deceived by that bastard, the Sanchi Beast!"

Zheng Qiufen thought in his heart that you were cheated. I didn't understand what happened at all, and looked at him and asked, "How did you get cheated? Where's the three-foot beast?"

Du Shengxiao unceremoniously pushed him away and went straight in, wandered around in his living room, then sat down on the sofa among the pillows, and sighed: "We didn't come out of the illusion at all—— Oh, the beast is dead."

"What?" Zheng Qiufen turned pale, and called out at once. The two news were so shocking that he didn't know which news scared him like this.

Du Shengxiao was taken aback by him; "What are you calling?"

"I just want to express my panic." Zheng Qiufen swallowed, sat down beside him, thought for a while and asked first: "How did it die?"

"I thought you would ask about the illusion first." Du Shengxiao raised his eyebrows, but he was not in the mood to keep showing off, and said directly: "The three-foot beast used sacrifices, and then created such an illusion , everything in this illusion is connected with reality and is real, but all dead things are under his control." He glanced at the roast leg of lamb that Zheng Qiufen still held in his hand, and continued: "For example, you This roast leg of lamb, I guess it was brought back from Hongjiu's barbecue shop last time, right?"

Zheng Qiufen nodded.

Du Shengxiao continued: "This leg of lamb is a dead thing, it is real, and it is different from the bone spirit in "Journey to the West" who used frog stones and so on. This leg of lamb is real, but as long as no one If you eat it, as long as it is three feet long and it does not spoil, the leg of lamb will continue to maintain this shape."

Zheng Qiufen opened his mouth wide.

Du Shengxiao thought for a while, then continued: "If you have to use science to explain it, it's probably because this illusion was created by Sanchi, so Sanchi can control the time of all dead things in it, and it makes the time around the leg of lamb When it stopped, it was like wrapping it with a layer of plastic wrap.",

Zheng Qiufen swallowed, and murmured: "It takes an awesome plastic wrap to do this... I think this technology can be used to make a fortune..."

"Technology?" Du Shengxiao smiled: "This is not some technology. Time is the only fair thing that heaven has bestowed on this world. It will never stop for anyone or anything, but once it stops for something , the time in this world is chaotic, so the so-called stop time around the leg of lamb is just filled in by Sanchi with his own time."

Zheng Qiufen was stunned. He lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the leg of lamb, and asked, "So, what kind of sacrifice did it make with this life, making the whole world untrue... in the end The purpose is actually to be an awesome plastic wrap, so as not to let these two lamb legs break?"

Du Shengxiao laughed, then sighed, and said softly: "Zheng Qiufen, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid?"

"I'm not stupid." Zheng Qiufen said the only correct answer to this question without thinking.

Du Shengxiao stared at him for a moment, then sighed: "This illusion is attached to you, and wherever you go, it is an illusion." Du Shengxiao said slowly: "And the biggest function of this illusion is not to preserve freshness. The membrane, instead, shields the way of heaven."

"Boss, boss?" Lin Zi's voice pulled Zheng Qiufen out of his memory, he shook his head in a daze, and found that the people in the bar had almost left, and when he took a closer look, the bar was empty.

"What about him?" Zheng Qiufen asked in a hurry before he had time to look at the account book that Lin Zi handed over.

"Who?" Lin Zi was stunned for a moment, and then said understandingly: "You said Brother Du, he said he had something to leave first, just now."

"What?" Zheng Qiufen stood up from his seat all of a sudden, and ran down like his butt was on fire. Lin Zi admired the two long legs of his boss running and striding forward, while tsk-tsk: "What are you talking about? The man won't let us harass him, and he's still following him to death, cut~~(﹔﹣)~~~"

When Zheng Qiufen ran to the door, he saw Du Shengxiao standing under the streetlight at the back door of the bar, with his head lowered, his long eyelashes drooping, and the light cast a shadow like a small fan on his face.

He was relieved from the feeling that he wanted to go home with the illusion, and said "Hi" softly.

Du Shengxiao raised his head upon hearing the sound, and smiled at him: "Come out?"

"Come out." Zheng Qiufen put his hands in his pockets: "That boy Lin Zi lied to me that you said you had something to leave."

"He didn't lie to you." Du Shengxiao walked towards him: "I was planning to come, but after thinking about it..." He paused, then smiled: "I'll wait."

Zheng Qiufen's heart warmed, knowing that he was worried that he was afraid.

"I was scared when I heard that you were gone." He said frankly, "I'm very timid, really."

Du Shengxiao patted him on the shoulder helplessly: "Yes, I understand. I will accompany you until this matter is resolved."

"Then it's better not to solve it." Zheng Qiufen said subconsciously, and then both of them were taken aback.

Du Shengxiao coughed lightly, and said with a smile, "You forgot? You told me not to flirt with me!"

Zheng Qiufen scratched his head in embarrassment: "Speak quickly, forgive me."

Du Shengxiao glanced at him and said, "Okay, let's go."

Zheng Qiufen recalled it, and said rather shamelessly: "Aren't you angry? Can you tease me again?"

"……roll."

The way home is indeed very short, Zheng Qiufen only felt that he had just spoken a few words to Du Shengxiao, and the gate of the community was close in front of him. He touched his stomach that was growling because he hadn't eaten dinner, and asked: " I'm a little hungry, are you hungry? Do you want to have some supper?"

Du Shengxiao thought for a while, and said, "I'm hungry too, but I've been in the bar all night and I'm smelly, why don't I buy something and go back and cook, I desperately want to take a bath."

Zheng Qiufen hesitated for a moment: "Can you cook?"

Du Shengxiao glanced at him: "You don't know?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, then laughed together.

"Forget it, forget it, let's taste it, let's go eat first." Du Shengxiao said while walking to the only noodle restaurant that was still open at the gate of the community.

"Let me tell you, their pork rib noodles are very delicious." Zheng Qiufen said enthusiastically: "Steaming pork ribs are covered on the firm and non-sticky noodles, and then poured with a spoonful of old soup, eat a bowl My stomach is really comfortable—Xiaomeng, where are you going to play so late?" He stopped and greeted a young girl who came out of the noodle shop with a smile.

"Brother Zheng, come to eat noodles again? My dad just said that you haven't come for a while." The girl named Xiaomeng greeted him happily: "I'll go to my boyfriend's place, and he will wait there Me." She pointed to a boy standing across the road waving: "The movie I want to watch tonight premieres at [-] o'clock. He told my parents to take me to see it, and then send me off after watching it." return."

"Premiere tonight?" Zheng Qiufen thought for a while, "Is it the one starring Song Changan?"

"Brother Zheng, you also pay attention to An'an?" Xiaomeng laughed: "That's it."

"Then you wait." Zheng Qiufen touched his pocket and took out two movie tickets: "My friend gave it to me. I wanted to watch it, but I was a little tired today so I didn't go. If you like it, go."

"Oh my God." Xiaomeng took the ticket: "There is still a creative meeting! Ahhhhhh, can I see An An?"

Zheng Qiufen shrugged: "I don't know, why don't you try your luck?"

"Hahaha thank you Brother Zheng, let my dad give you free bills later." Xiaomeng shouted into the store with a loud voice: "Dad! Brother Zheng gave me a movie ticket, and don't put more meat on the pork rib noodles later." Collect the money!" Then she gave Zheng Qiufen a bear hug unexpectedly, and ran away happily.

Zheng Qiufen smiled and told: "Be careful and watch the road." He explained to Du Shengxiao: "Xiaomeng is the girl of the owner of the noodle shop, and every time I come to eat noodles, she puts extra meat on me." He paused After a pause, he added shamelessly, "Maybe it's because I'm so handsome."

Du Shengxiao raised her eyebrows and smiled, and watched with him the short and skinny little girl bouncing across the road, and the suckling swallow threw herself into the arms of the boy who was waiting for her across the way.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled, and entered the noodle shop.

At that time, even Master Wan Lingshou, who was sensitive by nature, did not notice that the shadow of death had already quietly caught up with this lively and lovely little girl.

Early the next morning, when Zheng Qiufen rubbed his eyes and opened the door, and saw the two policemen, one fat and one thin, he was so dazed that he almost thought that time had turned back.

Then in the next second, a word from the skinny policeman Cheng Ming woke him up instantly.

"Mr. Zheng, do you know Chen Meng?"

That noodle restaurant is called Old Chen Noodle Restaurant, and Chen Meng is Xiaomeng's nickname.

Zheng Qiufen stopped rubbing his eyes and nodded: "I know her, she is the daughter of the owner of Lao Chen's noodle shop." He paused, hesitated for a moment: "I am a regular customer of that shop, and I am also familiar with her—— What's up with her?"

The thin policeman Cheng Ming and the fat policeman Li Chao looked at each other, and Li Chao said in a professional tone, "Oh, she's dead."