I can't get enough to feed you

After falling asleep until noon the next day, Meng Xiaojiang turned over and woke up.

Through the gap in the drawn curtains in the room, the bright sunlight outside the window slipped into the room and landed on the face of Meng Xiaojiang who was lying on the big bed with his eyes open in a daze.

Ever since Meng Xiaojiang was sent home by a stranger that day, he has been stuck at home staring at the computer and has turned upside down—no one can see him all day long.

Meng Xiaoting's film was negotiated because of a big director, although the fundamental reason was that the big director lacked money to invest, and there were also some problems with the release. It was only because of Meng Xiaoting's investment and contacts that Meng Xiaoting was given the role of the main supporting actress in the second round.

Meng Xiaoting hadn't started the movie yet, so she was already optimistically anticipating the day when she won the Best Supporting Actress. She had also thought about what dress to wear, what jewelry to wear and what style to wear that day.

Thinking of Meng Xiaoting lying happily on the bed in her bedroom in the end, under the sunny day and bright sunshine, Meng Xiaoting has already seen that she will nominate the Best Supporting Actress next year, holding up the trophy and giving her acceptance speech with tears in her eyes.

Meng Xiaoting rolled a few laps on her big bed with joy, lay on the bed and began to think about her award speech, spent the whole afternoon daydreaming, when it was meal time, Meng Xiaoting jumped off the bed, With a beaming face, he went downstairs to eat.

Going downstairs, Meng Xiaoting wanted to share the good news with her younger brother Meng Xiaojiang, but at the dinner table, there was only the annoying old lady Meng.

The old lady Meng couldn't see her precious grandson, but only the granddaughter who lost money and came to eat with her mouth open. The old lady Meng was also very angry.

After all, Meng Xiaoting dare not hate this old woman too much. The old lady Meng has high blood pressure, high blood lipids and high blood sugar. The three highs are gathered together. An old lady who fell down and no one dared to help her up.

Like a one-man show, the old lady Meng first criticized her granddaughter Meng Xiaoting cheerfully at the dinner table, until her criticism was useless. Meng Xiaoting was criticized for living or wasting the air and polluting the environment. If the old lady Meng was her, she should be ashamed Hurry up and take advantage of a man who is willing to marry her, immediately pack up the family, strive to have one in a year, two in three years, as long as they can give birth to a son, it is still worth living.

Meng Xiaoting allowed old lady Meng to open and close her mouth like a toad, chirping and chirping loudly, she just opened her mouth to eat without moving.

The old lady Meng was saliva flying all over the place, and Meng Xiaoting also finished her dinner, wiped her mouth, Meng Xiaoting rolled her eyes at the old lady Meng, walked away.

The old lady Meng was left alone facing the large dining table, which was a boxy rectangle, big enough to accommodate the seven members of their family plus a few guests. The old lady was alone.

It seems that after the old lady Meng got old, she shrunk and became thinner and thinner, and she also felt very lonely and lonely.

The old lady Meng endured the grief of being alone, and it was absolutely impossible to ask Meng Xiaoting to come back to eat with her. She ate and ate, threw away her rice bowl, and yelled that the nanny came: "I'm not alive! My son and grandson are dead!" Don’t go home! I’m alone every day, they all despise me! What am I doing alive!”

The babysitters ran over familiarly, and made a phone call in front of Mrs. Meng. There was a busy tone on the phone, and the babysitter honestly said, "I can't get through."

A babysitter comforted the crying old lady Meng, "I'll go find Xiao Jiang to accompany you."

The old lady Meng howled, and the babysitter ran to the second floor and knocked on Meng Xiaojiang's door. Meng Xiaojiang huddled under the quilt, listening to the song with headphones, completely unmoved by foreign objects.

The babysitter knocked a few times, then ran back to the restaurant and told Mrs. Meng: "Xiao Jiang may still be sleeping, and no one answered the door."

The old lady Meng howled for a while, and there was no saliva in her howling mouth, so the old lady Meng had to face it. No matter what she did, no one would care about her, so she returned to normal in a dull manner, bowing her head and humming He started to eat dinner.

Meng Xiaoting went up to the second floor and read the original novel that was going to be made into a movie for a while. The novel that the big director liked and was willing to adapt was indeed very different from the domineering presidents and hot little wives that are common on the Internet.

Holding the mobile phone, Meng Xiaoting began to appreciate this masterpiece, and finally ended with her eyes turning black, full of eyes full of him loving her, she loving her, but she loving him...Meng Xiaoting didn't understand what this story was trying to tell.

She simply put down her phone and walked out of the bedroom, thinking that Meng Xiaojiang should have woken up by this time, and wanted to talk to her younger brother, care about his life and mental health, and do her best as her elder sister is like a mother. Responsibility.

——Mainly, she was really curious to death, who was the woman who sent Meng Xiaojiang back that day?

Wearing a white nightdress, Meng Xiaoting walked all the way to the door of her younger brother Meng Xiaojiang's bedroom with curiosity. Meng Xiaoting coughed, knocked on the door softly, and called out softly, "Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang? Is it me?" , shall we chat?"

In the bedroom, on the bed, Meng Xiaojiang’s air conditioner was turned on at [-] degrees. He turned around with his earphones on, and the male voice in the earphones sang high-pitched, “Thank you for the glory you gave me~ let me bow deeply for you~”

Meng Xiaoting was outside the door and raised her voice: "Jiang'er? Meng Xiaojiang! Are you still awake? Don't pretend to be dead. Open the door for me!"

Meng Xiaojiang closed his eyes, feeling empty in his heart. He never felt more deeply what it felt like to be empty than at this moment. He felt that something was missing in his heart. He found that the memories of the past month were like It was covered with a veil, and he felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it.

What was even more frightening than this was that he felt that with the passage of time and gradually blurred memory, he had lost something more precious.

Meng Xiaoting was outside the door. From her continuous soft voice, she once transformed into the roar of the east lion. Finally, Meng Xiaoting's whole body was leaning against the door of Meng Xiaojiang's bedroom. He hummed softly: "Xiao Jiang, sister's baby, please open the door quickly, are you watching cartoons at the highest volume with your earphones on again? Hey, Meng Xiaojiang, you won't really die inside Bar!"

Meng Xiaojiang was never called out, Meng Xiaoting held her breath, and exchanged at Meng Xiaojiang's gate for half an hour, and finally she was defeated and left.

At 11:30 in the evening, when everything was quiet, Meng Xiaojiang jumped out of the bed, took off the earphones, Meng Xiaojiang walked in the chilly room in his pajamas, went to turn on the computer as usual, and sat in front of the computer, Like a robot, Meng Xiaojiang opened the browsers in order of the walking dead, first opened the video website, clicked on the updated new show, and then clicked pause to let the cartoon start to enter the cache.

Then Meng Xiaojiang kept this page, started to browse from the post bar, and then went to the forum, and browsed forty or fifty posts scatteredly. After Meng Xiaojiang finished browsing, he didn't know what he had read.

Meng Xiaojiang returned to the page where the animation was played, clicked to play, he stared blankly at the moving screen, but closed the page before finishing it.

Sitting blankly in front of the computer desk, staring at the non-changing web pages, these two-dimensional worlds that used to occupy almost all of his life, at this moment, can't fill his empty heart. .

Meng Xiaojiang sat in a daze for a while, he closed his eyes, and then opened them again, Meng Xiaojiang decisively left the chair, he was a little upset, but also a little panicked, sitting in front of the computer , his Two-dimensional world has no way to save him from the troubles of the three-dimensional world.

With this feeling of discomfort, Meng Xiaojiang walked to the bedroom window, opened the curtains, opened the window, and Meng Xiaojiang poked his head out to look into the distance.

There are only high-rise buildings in the distance. He lives in a small two-story building. Looking into the distance, he realizes that there is no place for him to miss.

Meng Xiaojiang had no choice but to turn and look down. In the silence of Wanjia's lights, Meng Xiaojiang saw her sister Meng Xiaoting, who was wearing a white nightgown like a cosplay ghost, sitting on a garden bench in her garden.

Meng Xiaoting seemed to feel something, and she also raised her head. She raised her head and waved to Meng Xiaojiang.

Meng Xiaojiang closed the window, left the house wearing slippers, and ran all the way to the back garden.

After lying down for too long, Meng Xiaojiang ran out of breath. Standing in front of Meng Xiaoting, he took a few breaths. Meng Xiaoting patted the seat beside him: "Come on, sit for a while, we siblings chat."

Meng Xiaojiang was stunned, Meng Xiaoting didn't notice what was wrong with her brother, she opened another bottle of fruity sparkling wine, Meng Xiaojiang walked over and sat beside her.

Meng Xiaoting was about to pass the wine to her younger brother, but Meng Xiaojiang lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Sister, your action just reminded me of someone."

Meng Xiaoting smiled and handed it to her younger brother, asking, "Who did you think of?"

"Forgot..." Meng Xiaojiang foolishly took the sparkling wine, and then looked at Meng Xiaoting in wonder, "I don't drink, don't you know?"

"You came back smelling of alcohol last night." Meng Xiaoting narrowed her eyes, "Xiao Jiang, who is the beauty who sent you home yesterday, and Jun Xi, did Jun Xi go home?"

Meng Xiaojiang's eyes widened: "What beauty? Junxi... Junxi has gone home..."

Meng Xiaojiang replied in a confused and uncertain manner... He stretched out his hand and knocked on his head in a daze. He found that he remembered that he had a friend named Jun Xi, but he was not familiar with him.

After thinking about it, Meng Xiaojiang forgot what this Junxi looked like. He wondered, why did Meng Xiaoting mention this person?

Meng Xiaoting didn't know that there was something wrong with Meng Xiaojiang's memory, she thought with some pity, such an outstanding handsome guy, even if he couldn't be abducted to be a boyfriend, it would be pleasing to watch every day and prolong his life!How did this go away?