Dansu

Why did the hair turn white, what happened to those fangs and sharp claws, and how did they fall down here? As soon as the eyes went dark, they also fell down...

I had a dream, I dreamed that I ran to the edge of a big river by myself, turned over and jumped down, but I couldn’t swim, so I kept thumping for help, calling for Fu Qiu, and Fu Qiu appeared, but he stretched out his hand and used his sharp nails to ask for help. Come to pinch his own neck, he woke up in fright.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Qiu. He was sitting on the blanket in front of the sofa. He often sat and watched TV. He still kept the appearance he saw before he passed out. Only this time he opened his eyes and let him watch. To the blood red pupil.

Jiang Ming stared blankly for a long time before calling softly: "Fu Qiu?"

"Are you afraid?" Fu Qiu asked lightly.

"...A little bit." Jiang Ming still stared at him.

When it comes to Jiang Ming's current feelings, he is more curious than afraid.

He watched for a while before running to Fu Qiu, wanting to raise his hand to touch his hair.

Fu Qiu let him touch it, and he looked into his eyes for a while, and finally said in a daze: "It's amazing..."

"Huh?" Fu Qiu was taken aback.

"Great!" Jiang Ming's eyes overflowed with excitement and curiosity, "It turns out that Fu Qiu is a monster!"

"..." Fu Qiu said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Scared!" Jiang Ming stroked his hair lightly again, "Can Fu Qiu fly? Like on TV."

Fu Qiu looked into Jiang's bright eyes and didn't know what to say for a while, so he said honestly: "Yes, but not now."

"Why?" Jiang Ming suddenly remembered Fu Qiu's pale face before, "Ah! You are sick!"

"Leave me alone, what's going on with you today?" Fu Qiu saw that he didn't seem to be very afraid of his identity, so he forgot about it beforehand.

Jiang Ming was still very excited about Fu Qiu being a monster, but he had to answer first when Fu Qiu asked, so he had to quickly explain the reason for his head injury.

"What an idiot." Fu Qiu said after listening.

Jiang Ming touched his head, it seemed that there was no bloody place, he ran to the bathroom mirror to take a look, and found that there was nothing on his head, the original blood had been washed away, and the clothes were replaced with new ones, which were clean It's as if he wasn't hurt at all.

Jiang Ming stared at the mirror for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and happily rushed to Fu Qiu's side and said, "So you can heal diseases!"

"Well, don't tell others," Fu Qiu said, "don't say anything."

"Okay!" Jiang Ming yelled, and after a while he said, "Then Fuqiu, will you transform?"

"……Won't."

"Will that breathe fire?"

"……Won't."

"Then..."

"No, no, no," Fu Qiu hurriedly interrupted him, "None."

"Ah?" Jiang Ming was a little disappointed, "Then what?"

"I don't know." Fu Qiu said.

After a while, Ming gradually calmed down. Remembering that he had other things to do, he tugged at the corner of Fu Qiu's clothes and said, "Fu Qiu, I got into a fight with a classmate today."

"Who won?" Fu Qiu lay back and leaned on the sofa seat.

"No one wins, I was interrupted by the teacher." Jiang Ming sat on the seat next to his head, "Your hair is so beautiful!"

"Tell me if no one wins." Fu Qiu slapped off his hand that was about to touch his hair.

Jiang Ming said solemnly: "I'll tell you first, in case there is another fight in the future, and the teacher wants to find the parents, you have an idea." This is what he learned from Yang Yuqian, who used to often fight When my classmates fight, I have experience in explaining to my mother.

Fu Qiu laughed for a while when he heard this, "He's pretty smart, he knows a lot."

"That's right," Jiang Ming said with a happy face, "Look at how lucky you are, you can be so smart just by picking it up in a ditch."

"You kid," Fu Qiu glanced at him with a smile, "Why didn't I realize how poor you were when I was in kindergarten."

Jiang Ming giggled, of course he didn't know why, but as he got older, he became less and less afraid to trouble Fu Qiu, and with the influence of friends around him every day, his speaking style began to deviate.

Every morning, Yang and Qian had to re-draw the [-]th line, and had to align the ruler with the wooden planks in the table hole below to divide the space. I didn't say anything when I was over the limit, but silently picked up the chalk and ruler to make up.

This childish habit persisted until the end of elementary school, and the two of them often fought over this matter, but apart from this conflict, they were also provoked by various other trivial matters every day.

During class that day, Jiang Ming felt that the stool was too far back, so he pulled it forward, because it was a bench for two people to sit on, and when he pulled it forward, Yang and Qian were almost shaken off.

Yang Yuqian cursed, and then took advantage of Jiang Ming's inattention, and abruptly withdrew the stool at his end.

This blow was purposeful, and the energy was used skillfully. Jiang Ming didn't react all of a sudden, he swung his hand instinctively, his upper body fell backwards, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, making a lot of noise.

The whole class started laughing out loud.

"Is there something wrong with you!" Jiang Ming said viciously to Yang and Qian in the symphonic laughter.

"You are sick." Yang Yuqian said nonsense.

Jiang Ming got up and sat down, adjusted the bench again, "I'll see you after class."

After class, the two of them went to a small barren field behind the teaching building, and before Yang and Mo could chase them out, they punched and kicked me.

When Yang and Mo were not paying attention, they didn't pay attention to where the two of them went, because they had never been to this field before, and he searched for a while before looking at the two people who were entangled with each other on the ground.

"Hey!" Yang Yumo rushed over, jumped up and hit the two of them, getting stuck between them, pushing them apart abruptly.

"The technology of pulling frames has improved!" Jiang Ming lay on the ground and said.

"No," Yang Yumo stood up and patted the weeds on his body, "I think about this every day except eating and sleeping."

Yang Yuqian sat up and clicked his tongue, "Never let me finish the fight."

"Hehe, don't finish the fight, or you will lose face." Jiang Ming stood up after lying down for a while.

"Cut! Try it."

After speaking, the two of them looked like they were about to fight again, Yang Yumo hurriedly shouted: "Teacher Li!"

"Damn!" Yang Yuqian looked back, but there was no one in sight.

Yang Yumo took the opportunity to push Yang Yuqian to the ground and let Jiang Ming go back to the classroom.

Jiang Ming was a little bit reluctant, but he also thought of Yang Yuqian's pissing nature, so he went back slowly.

Only when Jiang Ming could not be seen, Yang Yumo let go of his brother.

"Why do you keep stopping me!" Yang Yuqian pushed him.

"Yang Yuqian!" Yang Yumo called him by his name, "You're always such an annoyance to others, you're so embarrassed!"

"Then what's the matter?" Yang Yuqian was obviously very unconvinced and asked his younger brother to preach.

"You..." Yang Yumo pointed to his nose, turned around and walked away after a long time.

"Hey!" Yang Yuqian chased after him, "I see."

Yogurt

The two returned to the classroom, and Mingzheng was lying on the table alone, writing and drawing in front of the book.

"What are you doing?" Yang Yuqian leaned forward, and saw Jiang Mingzheng drawing a big spider with an automatic pencil beside the title of the lesson he just learned today in the Ming language document. The hairy one seems to have a special feeling.

Yang Yumo also leaned over: "Hey, it's not bad! Have you learned it?"

"No," Jiang Ming wiped the spider's legs with an eraser, and trimmed off a little stray hair, "I'm just boring to draw during class."

"I've been at the same table with you for so many years, and I didn't even know it!" Yang Yuqian sat down on his seat, shaking his dummy hand in shock, and made a wrong stroke.

"... Grass." Jiang Ming gave Yang Yuqian a sideways glance, suppressed the urge to fight him again, and silently picked up the eraser.

Yang Yumo still propped his elbows on the table, watched him draw for a while, "It's really good, why don't you learn it, anyway, you're interested."

Ming Huahua stopped for a moment, then continued to light the spider's back, "If you put it that way, I really want to learn it."

"Then go, anyway, your family is not short of money." Yang Yuqian said with her face on the table.

Indeed, Fu Qiu is really not short of money. From childhood to adulthood, as long as Jiang Ming asks for it, no matter what it is, Fu Qiu will buy it for him without hesitation.

For example, when he was a child, he liked to eat the syrup sold on the roadside. If he wanted a Fuqiu, he would buy one. He could eat as much as he wanted in a day. Later, when he saw the syrup, he felt like throwing up...

Later, I became obsessed with ice cream imported from foreign countries. It was from a specialty store, and it was very expensive. Fu Qiu didn't stop me at all. Both of us like to eat it, so we can eat enough together. Now Jiangming sees this kind of monopoly Stores are detours.

Jiang Ming didn't ask for more expensive things, but because of Fu Qiu's behavior without self-control and restriction, Jiang Ming was miraculously not cultivated into a princely patient who spends money lavishly and does whatever he wants, but lost his love for those things. The desires that children should have have lost the interest in spending money.

But Fu Qiu is different, he has a very bad problem.

He really doesn't have any self-control. He has to eat as much as he wants, no matter what it is, how much it costs, or how it affects his body... Moreover, he seems to never get tired of eating.

Fu Qiu likes to eat yogurt, and it has been in the refrigerator for so many years all year round. Since Fu Qiu drank it, that kind of yogurt has never stopped, and it always occupies the first floor of the refrigerator, although he always has a stomachache after eating it.

Many times, I started to have a stomachache when I fell asleep at night, and nothing came out when I went to the toilet, sorcery