Chapter 125:

In order to grab his notebook, Xiao Yuqiu has already hanged on the body of Meng Xinghe, but Meng Xinghe is taller than him and he has not grabbed it for a long time.
He was trying to reach out to the itch of Meng Xinghe, but after hearing the voice of Meng Xinghe, he suddenly stopped.
"... Shen Yuan?"
"This name is too perfunctory," Meng Xinghe was still grinning. "Although I already knew that you wouldn't take a name, but your name is really too casual, and the name of this witch, What Lily Marin... Isn't that the movie we watched together in junior high school?"
Xiao Yuqiu could not help but look awkward.
"What else is Maria Laura Veronica? Isn't this the Fassbinder trilogy? Although the name of a foreigner is difficult to get, can you not think of a good name yourself?... How do you? What? How do you look at the expression outside the sky?"
Xiao Yuqiu hesitated for a moment, and then said: "How do I feel... I seem to have seen a person named Shen Yuan?"
"Oh? When?" Meng Xinghe flipped through Xiao Xiaoqiu’s set of settings and looked casual.
"It should be... not long ago..." Xiao Yuqiu couldn’t help but look awkward. "We used to... It seems like a lot of things happened... many, many... but I can’t remember anything now..."
"Have you seen this person in reality?" Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Yuqiu’s face looked awkward:
In reality... there seems to be no.

Meng Xinghe touched his chin: "Is it a dream?"
Xiao Yuqiu slightly frowned: "But that feeling is very real... It’s like I really stood with him face to face... It’s too real, it’s like the car accident yesterday...

When he said this, he suddenly stopped short and stopped talking.
"What was the car accident yesterday?" Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
Xiao Yuqiu licked his lips, and the name "Shen Yuan" was really like a car accident for him - the car accident that should have caused Meng Xinghe to die, the car accident that happened in his dreams. .
He should have dreamed that Meng Xinghe died in a car accident, and he met a man named Shen Yuan in the future.
But... is that really just a dream?
"Well, don't think about it, is this Shen Yuan not your character? If you think he is familiar with it, it is normal. After all, you have carefully conceived such a person, just like a real writer, for the pen. The character shapes the character and character setting, and even arranges his fate and life...
Meng Xinghe smiled softly.
For a writer, isn’t his protagonist the most familiar friend?

Xiao Yuqiu indulged: "It seems quite reasonable... Show me my notebook."
Meng Xinghe smiled and handed the notebook to Xiao Yuqiu. Xiao Yuqiu took it over and looked at it. It was really the handwriting of his junior high school. He was young and tender, and some deliberately imitated the scribbles written by adults. He flipped it over and over. A strange and familiar feeling suddenly came to me, just like seeing an old friend who had never met before.
"Yan Yuan..." He read the name gently, but his mind appeared in his mind to bite the tangled picture in the name of the protagonist.
. . . What name should the protagonist call?
... can't be too ordinary, have depth! Have a connotation!
...can't think of it! Unexpected!
... forget it, simply call Shen Yuan! When you listen, it is very connotation, or the homonym of the abyss!
...just called Shen Yuan!
At the same time, other pictures quickly flashed through my mind, but before Xiao Xiaoqiu carefully caught, those pictures disappeared.
"Right, what's the ending?" Meng Xinghe suddenly asked, he turned the notebook to the end. "There is only setting up, although you set seven copies, you also set the general background of the copy and NPC. But the ending? Did the protagonist defeat the final big BOSS?"
Xiao Yuqiu tried hard to think about it: "The ending? I have long forgotten... But in general, the protagonist will defeat the final big BOSS?"
"You guys... obviously just write something in your notebook, can you actually get into a pit?" Meng Xinghe’s mouth smacked. "There is no such thing as a text. It’s just set. You can actually set a set." pit!"
Xiao Yuqiu laughed and said: "In general, it is finished after writing the settings..."
Meng Xinghe rolled his eyes and turned to turn over the bookcase of Xiao Yuqiu: "Well! I see if you have written anything else, just that I am too bored now, come and read your masterpiece!"
"Hey, do you have to turn my black history like this?"
"What black history, are you writing people?"
"I can't appreciate it myself?"
"Don't be shy, who is the one who is with you!"
Xiao Yuqiu also turned a blind eye, but did not really block Meng Xinghe, he picked up the notebook and bury his head.
Although this is indeed what he wrote, but because it was written a few years ago, he has almost no impression, and even a stranger is like watching something written by others, only seeing Shen Yuan. "When the name was made, he felt unparalleled familiarity, just as the man was still with him not long ago... just as he was standing in front of him alive not long ago.
Xiao Yuqiu once again groaned, he could not believe his familiarity with "Shen Yuan" only because an author should be familiar with the characters he created, but at this moment, "Shen Yuan" is really just a name in his notebook. A symbol only.
Meng Xinghe turned to a few notebooks that Xiao Yuqiu had written. Although most of them are just set-ups, there are also a few notebooks that have written a few lines of text.
"All are pits! You haven't finished one!" Meng Xinghe criticized Xiao Yuqiu with the old-fashioned tone of the autumn. "You can't do this for a teenager! You can't be a big writer!"
Xiao Yuqiu did not raise his head and said: "I didn't intend to be a big writer. These are just about playing and playing. Anyway, I don't plan to show it to anyone. It doesn't matter if I hang it."
Meng Xinghe looked up and wanted to criticize Xiao Qiqiu’s half-way thoughts and thoughts, but found that Xiao Yuqiu was still studying the notebook and couldn’t help but wonder:
Why are you still looking at the notebook? What are you studying? ?"
Xiao Yuqiu was silent for a while before he said: "I am thinking... Is Shen Yuan actually not a character in my writing, but a real person?"
Meng Xinghe looked surprised: "What kind of dream are you talking about? Do you think that the protagonist in your pen is a real person? You should not want to become the sculptor who fell in love with his sculpture?"
"But I really think that the name Shen Yuan is familiar, just like I have heard the name mentioned many times, even I have called this name many times," Xiao Yuqiu said, "... It should not be a dream, will there be such a real dream? I even remember that he raised two cats..."
"One is called Apollo, the other is Dionysus?" Meng Xinghe raised an eyebrow. "The of the sun and the of wine in Greek mythology, Nietzsche mentioned two kinds of promotion in "The Birth of Tragedy" The spirit of artistic development... I remember seeing this book together when we were in junior high school."
Xiao Yuqiu suddenly said: "Have we seen this book together?"
Meng Xinghe smiled and said: "You said at the time that if you want to raise a pet in the future, you should raise two cats, one black and one white, one called Apollo, Dionysus... Did I say that? I remember very well?"
Xiao Yuqiu once again said: "...I said this?"
"You said," Meng Xinghe nodded. "Before that, you said that you will have a cat and a dog in the future. One is called Schrödinger, and one is called Buplov, but then you become completely downright. The cat party."
Xiao Yuqiu: "... Is there such a thing?"
"You guy, always whim said this, and it didn't take long for you to remember it. I have to help you remember," Meng Xinghe reluctantly licked his forehead. "If not Me, what should you do?"
Xiao Yuqiu tried hard to think about it, only to finally remember that he did say that he had to raise two cats, but this kind of casual mention, he did not go to the heart at all, did not expect Meng Xinghe actually remembered for him. .
"Then don't leave me, stay with me," he said, vomiting his tongue toward Meng Xinghe. "We will go to the same university! We can go to the same company in the future! We can rent a house together after graduation. It!"
Meng Xinghe reached out and took a look at Xiao Yuqiu’s forehead and said with a smile: "Then you will give me hard work!"
Xiao Yuqiu screamed: "I have already worked very hard! You obviously skip the class and play games like me... No! It’s obvious that you guys often pull me up and play games, why your grades have been so good. Ah? It’s too unfair!

Meng Xinghe pointed to his forehead and smiled very hard to find: "Is this kind of IQ, probably genetic?"
Xiao Yuqiu turned a blind eye and climbed up from the bed: "I don't care about you, I want to go to the Internet cafe to play the game!"
"You just didn't want to go to the Internet cafe?" Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Yuqiu brought the notebook: "I suddenly remembered that I seem to have played this game. I will not mistakenly think that I have seen the protagonist in the game in reality, and then I will not write it. I consciously entered it... I want to go to the Internet cafe to find out if there is such a game."
Meng Xinghe looked speechless: "Are you still entangled in this matter? Haven't you made a comeback yet?"
Xiao Yuqiu nodded and said with a serious face: "If I have never thought about it, I have to figure it out."
Meng Xinghe shrugged: "If you played this game, I can't have no impression."
Xiao Yuqiu thought for a moment: "I may not be there when I play."
Meng Xinghe shrugged: "Well, with you, I will go with you."
The two men came to the Internet cafes with a light road and paid the money.
Xiao Yuqiu first searched the website for a keyword, from the abyss demon to the city of the abyss, and from the abyss to Shen Yuan, but nothing was found. After he found it for a long time, Meng Xinghe on the side looked over and asked: "How? Have you found it?"
Xiao Yuqiu wondered: "No, is there really no such game?"
Meng Xinghe pointed to the network management brother on the side: "There are a lot of people to know, and I know if there is such a game. You can ask me."
Xiao Yuqiu nodded, ran to ask the network management brother, the network management brother thought for a moment, then shook his head and shook his head: "There is no such game! I have never seen anyone play this game."
Xiao Yuqiu went back to the computer with a frustration and shook his head toward Meng Xinghe.
Meng Xinghe shrugged: "I said it, if you played this game, I can't remember it."
Xiao Yuqiu’s expression is very blank. Didn’t he really play this game, everything is seen in his dreams?
The two played for a while. In the evening, Xiao Yuqiu took Meng Xinghe back home: "We said that we can't worry about our parents anymore, go back soon."
Meng Xinghe reluctantly finished the last hand and went home with Xiao Yuqiu.
"From tomorrow, we must go to school on time, we can't just skip classes, even if it's just self-study or self-study," Xiao Yuqiu looked at Meng Xinghe seriously. "We have to work hard to get into college and find a job economy after independence. You can freely want to do what you have done. You can't get rid of your mother's arrangements now, don't you have no confidence because you don't have financial ability?"
Meng Xinghe chuckled and nodded: "Well, listen to you."
"We can take the same university and choose the same major. Maybe we can live in the same dormitory. After graduation, we will go to the same company and rent a house together." Xiao Yuqiu began to look into the future. "When you go to college." After that, you can get rid of your mother's arrangement, isn't that good?"
Meng Xinghe snorted: "My mom must intervene in what school I choose, and I am sick of it when I think about it."
Xiao Yuqiu smiled and said: "If your grades are good enough and there are enough reasons to convince her, she can't completely ignore it. You should sit down and talk."
Meng Xinghe snorted: "Which is so easy, my mother is the kind of person who controls the blast, even if my car accident becomes a vegetative, she must also control my oxygen tube, even if my sleeping position does not match her. I will pull out my oxygen tube."
"Your mother doesn't look so perverted..." Xiao Yuqiu said and said, but suddenly he stepped forward... Wait a minute, car accident?
In the moment of this electric flint, his eyes flashed countless pictures.
At this moment, a harsh brake sound suddenly rang -
"Are you crazy? How did you suddenly rush to the middle of the road?!"
Xiao Yuqiu looked up and saw a car dangerously parked in front of him in less than half a meter. A popular rushed open the door and rushed down from the car, pointing at his nose and screaming.
"You don't want to die on the big road! It's awkward!"
This person's attitude is very bad, Xiao Yuqiu is staring at the man's face, his eyes are very hot, until that person can't stand it any more: "What do you look at me? Want to touch porcelain!"
Xiao Yuqiu took a step forward and couldn't wait to ask: "Have we seen it? Have we seen it before? Have we seen it?"
The man was shocked and took a few steps back and forth.
Xiao Yuqiu chased it up again, and his tone was very excited: "This gentleman, have we seen it? Is it in my dream? No, it can't be in my dream!"
The man was completely scared, and quickly turned back to the car: "Nervous! I don't know who you are! Don't chase me!"
"Wait a minute! This gentleman! We must have seen it somewhere!" Xiao Yuqiu rushed over and yelled at the man’s window. "We must have seen it! You Can't you remember me?"
"Nervous disease! Who has seen you!"
The man was so scared that he hurriedly stepped on the gas pedal, and the car rushed out and ran out in a blink of an eye.
Xiao Yuqiu stood in the same place, and he stared at the car and went to the ground to disappear completely.
"You have been absolutely out! Actually scared the driver directly! Your acting skills are too good!" Meng Xinghe came over and admired him. "I almost thought you were neurotic."
After Xiao Yuqiu took a few moments, he turned his head and said to Meng Xinghe: "But... I really seem to have seen the driver where..."
Meng Xinghe’s mouth is pumping:
Ah? Are you here again? Have you seen the driver in your dreams?

Xiao Yuqiu frowned. "Is it in a dream? I don't know... I only know that I seem to have seen the driver... I even remember his lines... exactly the same lines..."
Meng Xinghe: "...ah?"
Xiao Yuqiu imitated it without expression: "The first is to open the door and rush down and yell - are you crazy? How suddenly rushed to the middle of the road, then pointed at my nose - you want Don't die on the big road to find death! It's really awkward... I have all the same lines."
Meng Xinghe’s mouth is pumping:
This can only show that you have recited what he just said?

"No, at the moment he opened the door, I already knew what he was going to say!" Xiao Yuqiu bit his lip. "I have seen him! Not in my dreams!"
Meng Xinghe raised an eyebrow: "Where have you seen him before?"
Xiao Yuqiu frowned and thought for a moment: "I don't know... I still can't think of it, but I know I must have seen him."
Meng Xinghe sighed: "Forget it, you think about it slowly. If you can't think of it, you can't turn it over. Is it right? Let's go back, I will take a car, let's go home."
When Xiao Yuqiu frowned and thought, Meng Xinghe raised his hand and called a taxi.
After getting on the bus, the driver asked a few words: "How did your two children not go to school? To skip classes?"
Meng Xinghe has a well-behaved face: "We just came back from the hospital, you see the injury on my face."
"How is it so badly hurt?" The driver turned his head and saw the wound on Meng Xinghe's face. He suddenly looked surprised.
Meng Xinghe sighed: "I have a car accident."
Car accident?
Upon hearing the word, Xiao Yuqiu began to smash again.
"That's a bit unlucky, but people are fine," the driver opened his voice and began to chat with Meng Xinghe. "Don't look at my uncle. I drive a car every day. It seems like a ride. In fact, it is not easy to be a taxi driver." It’s always easy to meet wonderful guests...

"Just say that I am this morning, I met a drunken girl who lost love. I didn't want to pull this one, but I saw people are so miserable. One can't bear to agree, and she cried and cried." ...oh! No way, go to the car!"
"I just came back after washing the car and met a couple with children. The car was halfway open and the child was urinating in the car! It was too big! No way, go to the car!"
"Nowadays……"
Xiao Yuqiu suddenly said: "This morning is really bad luck."
The driver laughed: "How do you know what I am going to say?"
Xiao Yuqiu was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "This gentleman, have we seen it before?"
This driver did not think that Xiao Yuqiu was a neuropathy like the previous person. Instead, he smiled and asked: "Did you sit in my car before?"
Xiao Yuqiu said: "It may have been sitting, and more than once."
"That's really a good thing," the driver laughed. "It's hard to have repeat customers when we do this."
Xiao Yuqiu smiled lightly: "Do you remember me? Do you still remember where we have seen it?"
The driver smiled and asked: "Why ask me? I don't remember it is important? Then what about you? Do you remember where we have seen it?"
Xiao Yuqiu was silent for a long time before he slowly said: "I remember, I remembered..."
"...all, I think of it."