In the Yama Hall, Sheng Jiayan screened out the black and white impermanence, carrying a lantern with a slender handle and walking in the dark and deep corridor.
The lantern exudes a faint fluorescent yellow, which is the only light source in the courtyard. The color is still cloudy and dull, but now there are a few stars.
Sheng Jiayan stopped and looked up.
At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly sounded in the empty and quiet courtyard.
Sheng Jiayan's auricle moved slightly.
Not long after, a yellow and white furry figure emerged from the grass not far away.
It blinked Doudou's bigger eyes and met Sheng Jiayan's deep eyes.
Suddenly, it straightened up and shook its paws up and down like a human being. Just like the usual human begging, it shook its beard and its fat body shook.
Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Hamster
It's strange that ordinary birds and beasts will be thrown directly into the animal realm after death, but it is rare to see such a spirit body swaying around. It seems that the hamster in front of him is a leaky fish. Sheng Jiayan's fingertips gathered slightly, the courtyard was stirred by the airflow emanating from his body, and the grass and leaves rustled.
The hamster was not afraid of Sheng Jiayan, but after begging for a long time, he found that Sheng Jiayan still had a cold face.
Sheng Jiayan lowered his eyes slightly, and the hamster was trying to look at him with big eyes.
This intimacy made the unselfish Sheng Jiayan a little stunned. Slowly, the spell condensed by his fingertips went out.
The leaves in the courtyard stopped shaking, and the silence was restored.
He looked at the hamster, and the hamster looked at him, staring at him, and the scene was a bit serious.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the hamster simply climbed onto Sheng Jiayan's upper with hands and feet, and stood up again: "Squeak! Squeak!"
Sheng Jiayan looked at the hamster's bean-like eyes, and his chubby body circled back and forth on his shoes. He was so silly that he couldn't help but think of Meng Eqi.
Sheng Jiayan bent down slightly, kept the hamster in his palm, and looked at him.
"What's your name?" he asked.
The hamster squealed anxiously in his palm.
"Squeaky?" Sheng Jiayan chuckled, and he stretched out a finger and stroked the hamster's back lightly: "You shouldn't be here."
The hamster seemed to understand, as if it was afraid that Sheng Jiayan would throw it out, it hugged his index finger hard, and his eyes shot a firm look, as if saying: No matter, I won't go!
Sheng Jiayan had some plans in his mind, and took the hamster into the house and put it on the table, agreeing to take it temporarily.
But the hamster suddenly jumped up from the table and ran towards a plate of osmanthus cakes from Huangquan Restaurant on the table. It ran to the plate and pointed at the cakes excitedly.
Sheng Jiayan took a look and thought the hamster's action was very funny: "Eat it if you want."
Which hamster actually hated iron but not steel, and sat beside the plate in frustration.
Sheng Jiayan was interested: "Don't want to eat? Then what do you want to do?"
Hearing this, the hamster stood up again, pointed hard at the plate, and pointed at himself. Then he looked at Sheng Jiayan with hope, his eyes seemed to ask: It's time to understand now!
Sheng Jiayan pondered for a while, then nodded: "Your color is indeed similar to that of the pastry."
The hamster is anxious and is about to perform physical performance again. Sheng Jiayan had already drawn a boundary where hamsters could move. He patted the hamster's head: "You will sleep on the table tonight."
After all, he closed his clothes and lay on the bed without making any movement.
The hamster kicked the plate angrily and fell on the table in pain.
This night, I kept hearing the sound of the hamster hitting the barrier, but Sheng Jiayan slept very peacefully.