Sheep Monster
In the corner of the coffee shop's lounge area, Song Yiyu, wearing a pink shirt and a white suit, was looking at the white rose in his hand. Seeing Ye Jingan walk in, he smiled and greeted him: "Anan, you're finally here. I missed you so much. Let me hug you."
Ye Jing'an put his hand on his shoulder and said with disgust: "Stay away, speak nicely, and don't be so cheesy, okay? Call me Ye Jing'an, not An'an. Who is your An'an?"
"Okay, An An, I'll give you a flower. Do you like it?" Song Yiyu said with a smile.
"I don't like it!" Ye Jingan said.
"I knew you liked me more." Song Yiyu gently lifted his half-long wolf tail.
Ye Jingan: “…”
Liu Muze: "..."
Song Yiyu glanced at the person standing next to Ye Jingan. At first, he saw that the person had long hair and thought it was Ye Jingan's girlfriend, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Now he looked closely and saw that it was a handsome man. Song Yiyu became interested and asked, "Who is this handsome guy?"
Ye Jing'an stood in front of Liu Muze and said coldly, "I'm warning you, don't pay attention to him!"
Song Yiyu chuckled, pushed Ye Jingan away, and handed the white rose in her hand to Liu Muze: "Hello, my name is Song Yiyu."
"He doesn't want to know you!" Ye Jing'an snatched the rose.
"I'm talking to him, it's none of your business!" Song Yiyu glanced at him with disdain, "I don't like you anymore, handsome guy, get out of here!"
Ye Jingan was stunned. It turned out that this sissy could speak properly. He had used that tone on purpose to disgust people. Ye Jingan hugged Liu Muze and said, "He is mine. Don't try to hit on him!"
"Your people?" Song Yiyu said with a strange smile, "Kiss one of them and let me see."
Ye Jing'an pinched Liu Muzhe's mouth and moved closer.
Song Yiyu's smile gradually froze: "Are you serious? Are you gay?"
"It's none of your business, get away!" Ye Jing'an said.
Song Yiyu raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"What are you laughing at? Tell me what happened and don't delay my date with Brother Liu." Ye Jing'an said impatiently.
"It's not me who's in trouble, it's my girlfriend." Song Yiyu said.
"Girlfriend? Don't you like men?" Ye Jing'an asked.
Song Yiyu sneered: "You said before that you like women and would never be with a man."
Ye Jingan: “…”
"Okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you. My girlfriend has been having the same dream recently. The scene in the dream is where she lives now. When she falls asleep, a humanoid monster dressed in white appears and tries to enter her room. The scene changes, and she hides behind the door and is captured by a monster with a goat's head. It forces her to eat an eyeball and chant a spell. After that, she floats in the air and feels something moving in her intestines. Finally, she wakes up when she feels like she's about to die." Song Yiyu frowned slightly, "She said that the scenes and feelings in the dream were very real. After waking up, she can't tell whether it was reality or a dream."
Ye Jing'an remembered a book he'd read that mentioned sheep. In Chinese culture, sheep symbolize good fortune and happiness, and are used in many sacrifices. Growing up, he'd never heard his father and grandfather deal with the issue of sheep monsters harming people. Sheep seemed to be quite docile, at least not prone to provoking humans. However, the lamb skewers were quite popular, and Ye Jing'an wondered if his girlfriend was suffering from consuming too much lamb.
"You're the one who deserves retribution. I remember when we were in school, you often took that little guy out for barbecue." Song Yiyu said.
"Goat monster?" Liu Muzhe muttered.
"Brother Liu, have you met him?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"I've seen quite a few, including some goat-like monsters that have become spirits. However, goat monsters are very shrewd and generally won't provoke humans." Liu Muzhe pondered for a moment. "The goat monster his girlfriend saw in her dream probably wasn't the kind I've seen."
Listening to Song Yiyu's description, Liu Muze felt that the goat monster his girlfriend had seen in her dream was quite consistent with the image of demons recorded in Western literature. Unlike in the East, the West viewed goats as a symbol of evil, the embodiment of the devil. The main culprit behind the spread of black magic in the West was a goat-headed demon.
"Oh, it's an imported monster. Did you offend some foreigners and they came to take revenge on you?" Ye Jing'an said jokingly.
Song Yiyu rolled his eyes at him and asked Liu Muzhe if he had any solution.
"I'm not sure yet. Where does your girlfriend live? Let's go and take a look first." Liu Muzhe said.
"Okay, I'll take you there. Let me go to the mall to get some things first." Song Yiyu came to a dessert shop in the mall. The waitress saw him and gave him the cake and some small desserts that Song Yiyu had ordered in advance. She also took out four or five exquisitely packaged paper bags from behind the counter. They were all filled with clothes. Ye Jingan recognized the logos of several brands. His sister also liked to wear clothes of these brands.
Ye Jingan teased, "Oh, women's clothing, are you wearing it for yourself or for your girlfriend?"
Song Yiyu sneered and said, "I bought it for you."
Ye Jingan took the clothes and said, "You're so polite. Thank you."
"Shameless, pervert!" Song Yiyu said to Liu Muze, "Why are you attracted to this pervert? You better be careful, he's not a good guy!"
"Who are you calling a sissy? You act like a sissy in school and flirt with men everywhere, but you are secretly dating a little girl. Do you have any shame?" Ye Jing'an retorted.
"Don't think I can't beat you." Song Yiyu glared at Ye Jing'an, picked up the things in his hands and walked towards the underground parking lot. "I don't want to argue with you. My girlfriend is waiting for me. Hurry up!"
"You're asking me to do something for you. What's your attitude?" Ye Jing'an stood at the car door with his arms folded across his chest, refusing to go in.
Song Yiyu breathed a sigh of relief and opened the car door: "Brother Ye, Brother Liu, come on, please come in."
"Oh, you're quite adaptable. Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. Let's solve your girlfriend's problem first, and then we can settle the old accounts." Ye Jing'an said.
When Song Yiyu mentioned his girlfriend, his brows furrowed. He had been out for a while now, and he wondered if she would be scared at home alone. He didn't know why, but now he suddenly felt a little panicked, thinking something might happen to her. Song Yiyu regretted that he should have been more forceful and brought her out with him. Song Yiyu gripped the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator.
After about thirty minutes, Song Yiyu pulled into an old residential complex. The buildings here were all from the 1970s and 1980s, each with only six floors and no elevators. The walls had turned a tan, marked by gray-black mold from rain.
Outside each building, a row of white foam boxes filled with onions, garlic, and other miscellaneous vegetables stand. Clothes hang out to dry on bamboo poles, creating a vibrant atmosphere.
Song Yiyu parked his car in front of the sixth residential building, quickly grabbed the things he'd bought for his girlfriend, and headed upstairs. The corridor was dark, and between the second and third floors, a lot of coal was piled up. The white walls had turned black, and the air was filled with a damp, musty smell.
Ye Jing'an glanced at Song Yiyu. His outfit had nothing to do with this place.
Ye Zhuoran and Song Yiyu's father often had business dealings, and he had helped Song Yiyu's family solve some difficult problems before. As a result, the two became good brothers. Ye Jing'an was quite familiar with Song Yiyu's family background. His family was purely businessmen, and they had several businesses, such as antiques and mines. In any case, they definitely had more money than the Ye family.
Song Yiyu's girlfriend had been mentioned by his father when he was chatting with Song Yiyu's father. She was also a rich lady. Ye Jingan glanced at the surrounding environment again. It was too simple. If a rich lady didn't live in a big villa, she should live in a high-end residential area. He really couldn't imagine which rich lady would live in such an old residential area.
Ye Jing'an didn't ask any more questions. Living in this residential complex didn't mean anything. When he was a kid, he was too naughty and was sent to a small village to live a hard life for a few days. But he thought it would be fun. Although the food was not as good as at home, he was not picky about food and could eat anything. In the countryside, there was spacious space, just enough for him to have fun. Maybe Song Yiyu's girlfriend was exiled here to experience life, or to escape disaster.
After climbing to the sixth floor, Song Yiyu knocked on the rusty iron door and shouted, "He Shu, open the door, I'm back."
Inside the iron door was a green wooden door. The door lock made a dull sound, and an eye appeared through the crack of the door. Ren Heshu saw that it was Song Yiyu who had returned, and immediately opened the door. Unable to suppress the joy in his heart, he called out to him, and then his eyes dimmed again, and he retreated to the living room, grabbing the clothes in his hand.
"Are you scared of being alone at home? It's okay, I'm back and brought you your favorite cake." Song Yiyu handed her the cake and clothes in his hand.
"Don't buy me clothes anymore. I haven't worn any before and I don't have money to give you..." Ren Heshu said weakly with his head down.
"This is a gift for you, no need to pay." Song Yiyu said, "By the way, let me introduce you. This is the son of my father's friend, Ye Jing'an. The handsome guy with long hair next to him is...his boyfriend, Brother Liu. They are here to help you solve the monster you met in your dream."
Ren Heshu looked at them with some surprise, smiled and greeted them.
"Hello, you must be Song Yiyu's girlfriend." Ye Jing'an said with a smile.
Ren Heshu's face instantly turned red, and she stuttered, "No, no, no, I'm not his girlfriend..."
Ye Jing'an was completely bewildered. The girl's clothes were very worn, and her timid personality was unlike any of the spoiled young ladies he'd encountered. How could she not match the person his father had described? Ye Jing'an looked at Song Yiyu in confusion.
Song Yiyu shook his head and sighed, "Heshu, tell them the details again. If we can resolve it sooner, there's no need to be afraid."
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