Lucid dreaming

The six boxes of gas bombs were consumed faster than he thought, so Li Zhaowei called his brother again and asked him to send the gas bombs in his hand.It's been a long time since I called, and it's rare to talk about this kind of thing once in contact. Li Zhaowei also felt a little uneasy.

The younger brother just replied humbly, maybe he was busy with his fencing class, or maybe he was worried that someone would eavesdrop on the extension.

Compared with the one in his hand, the gas bomb sent this time was smaller in shape, and there was a line of small steel characters engraved with the manufacturer's name on it.Even the smoothness of screwing on the cream gun is better than that in his hand. Could it be that this thing is also divided into batches?

It's a pity that the effect is far less than the one in hand.Kosi would wake up from the dream soon, and then he would lose his temper and would clamor to leave.Or he would say something that Li Zhaowei didn't want to hear in a daze.Now Ke Xi doesn't go out for running at all, and Li Zhaowei is even grateful for his change.If Kosi went out for a run like he used to, he would probably leave and never come back.

When all the gas bombs were exhausted, Li Zhaowei took out his mobile phone and called the nearby pastry shop, asking them to send some over.

He never answered the phone, letting the phone run out of battery.He would only charge it when he was making a call, and the screen of the phone would light up, and every time it was turned off for a long time, it would display several missed calls, but he didn't want to care about it at all, and he didn't even bother to look at it.

What are you looking for?With Mr. Li and Manager Huang supporting him, what could be related to him?

The pastry shop nearby told him that they are only responsible for selling pastry, not the things that make pastry.Li Zhaowei talked to them for a long time, but they refused as if they couldn't understand.He didn't know who else to contact, but Li Zhaomin was definitely not possible, she might not be in the country.

Only Manager Huang, whom Mr. Li asked him to find, was left.

With a glimmer of hope, he called Manager Huang.Manager Huang answered quickly, and his voice was full of joy: "Oh, little Li, you can call me back. Your car..."

"Forget about the car." Li Zhaowei said, "Do you have a gas bomb?"

"Air bomb? What's that?"

Li Zhaowei tried his best to describe the shape and purpose of the air bomb, and Manager Huang agreed, but across the phone, Li Zhaowei didn't know if he was just perfunctory.After he finished speaking, Manager Huang didn't speak for a while, and he seemed to be scratching his face as there was a chichi sound coming from the handset.

Li Zhaowei glanced at Ke Xi who was on the sofa, he was still unconscious.

Manager Huang scratched his face for a long time before saying, "Let's put this aside for now. I don't know if you've heard of such a thing. Du, you classmates, you always come to make trouble with us, what are you talking about? ,do you know?"

How did Du Hang make trouble with Manager Huang?

"I know, Du Hang. He wants to move Ke Xi's account out, otherwise he will ask me for money."

Manager Huang seemed even more confused: "Who is Ke Xi?"

Li Zhaowei didn't know how to answer.He has no plans to come out to everyone in Mr. Li's company.However, if Ke Xi was just his ordinary friend, why did he help him so much?

"Anyway, Manager Huang, can you help me...help me transfer Ke Xi's account in?"

Manager Huang was scratching his face again, Li Zhaowei wished he could turn into a radio wave and push him to the ground to scratch.

"I can't help with the household registration. I have to find Mr. Li. Qibo is available, but it's not cheap. Zhaowei, take a look, can you contribute some money?"

"I have money." Li Zhaowei said.

Manager Huang laughed a few times over there, and asked, "How much money do you have? This time it's not a small amount, this thing is very difficult to buy, 30, do you have it?"

"I……"

30.He doesn't even have a concept of 30.How much is that?What can it be used for?

Li Zhaowei doesn't have that much money.There is only [-] living expenses in his card. When Mr. Li gave him the card, he only told him to swipe the card for whatever he needed. He would check Li Zhaowei's bank statement regularly and issue the pocket expenses for the next month.He had no concept of saving, nor did he think he would need so much cash.

Speaking of it, it seems that Mr. Li didn't call him for pocket money this month.

He didn't even have 30, so where did he get [-]?

"If you don't have money, you can't do it." Manager Huang sounded very regretful, "Zhaowei, it's not that I won't help you, if it's 1 to 30, even if it's less than [-], I'll give it to you right away, nothing else. But [-], I really don’t have the money. Why don’t you ask Ms. Li? Does she have any money?”

Who cares about Li Zhaomin borrowing money?

This thought only appeared for a second before Li Zhaowei pushed it into the deepest part of his mind.What a joke, no matter what the woman borrowed, he would rather contact the black market to sell organs.

Hearing his silence, Manager Huang said, "Don't worry about Zhaowei. If you don't have money, you can have something. Zhaowei, do you have anything valuable? Let me put it here first. 30 is for you. In terms of money, what kind of money is it? In the future, the entire Li family will be yours. Let alone 30, there are 3000 million, hahahaha, right?"

At this moment, he didn't even have 3 yuan, so he said 3000 million.He has no money to keep Koshi now, so what is the use of having 3000 million or [-] million in the future?

But, something worth the money...

The house is not his, but Li Zhaomin's; the car was given by his father, I don't know if it is his.

"I have a car..."

"That car is so valuable!" Manager Huang immediately said, "Other things. It's cheaper. If I trade in such an expensive thing, wouldn't it be like taking advantage of a child?"

But, apart from this, he has nothing.Even the car is not his own. The house, car, mother, and younger brother belong to Mr. Li. The Anning River flows eastward, and there is only one Ke Xi in the world.

"Drive the car away." Li Zhaowei made up his mind, "I'll give you the keys tomorrow. I'll give you whatever you want. You can send me the gas bomb tomorrow."

Manager Huang quickly delivered the air bombs, and Li Zhaowei took the medium-sized cardboard box, immediately closed the door to a small opening, and gave him the bank card through the door, with a post-it note on the bank card and the password written on it. , anyway, there is only so much money left in the card.He didn't want Ke Xi to see Manager Huang, he was afraid that Ke Xi would remember about leaving.

He closed the door, turned around, and saw Ke Xi holding the cream bubble gun tightly, leaning up and looking at the door, and asked vaguely as if awakened from a dream: "Who is that..."

"Delivery delivery." Li Zhaowei quickly tore open the cardboard box, took out an air bomb and looked at it.This time the air bomb has changed again, and its shape is different from the previous one.This thing is actually produced in batches, so there should be a shelf life.

Ke Xi blankly took the small cold cylinder in his hand, and put it on the cream gun.Li Zhaowei watched his skillful movements, but Ke Xi was startled after all, and slowly stopped loading the gas bomb, looking up at him in bewilderment.

"What date is it today, Brother Yan?"

Li Zhaowei shook his head slowly, he didn't know what day it is today, and what time it is now.He's lost track of time these days and doesn't remember taking anything other than painkillers.

He must have eaten with Kosh, but he can't remember exactly what they ate.

Kosh let go of his fingers one by one and put down the cream gun.Because of holding it for a long time, his hand is already stiff. Even if he let go of the thing in his hand, his fingers are still curled up, showing the shape of holding something; the edge of the palm is a circle of crimson close to purple, and there are pieces in the crimson White, puffy skin.

"Brother Yan, I find it very strange." Ke Xi said slowly, "It seems that I can't stop using this thing, am I... addicted?"

Is there anything wrong with being addicted?

"Even drugs can be addictive." Li Zhaowei said as gently as possible, "It's okay, this thing is safe. If it's not safe, wouldn't my brother and Manager Huang become drug dealers?"

Ke Xi frowned, thinking hard, not convinced by his words.

"I don't think there's anything wrong." He added, "Ordinary addictions don't develop this."

He slowly spread his palm and showed Li Zhaowei the scar on his palm.Li Zhaowei grabbed his hand and pressed it on his leg as if hiding something.This movement seemed to hurt Ke Xi, he frowned slightly, and moved his wrist symbolically, trying to pull his hand out.

"No." Li Zhaowei said, "Of course, if you don't like it, you don't have to."

Seeing that Ke Xi still didn't believe it, Li Zhaowei moved a few inches closer, took Ke Xi's hand and pulled him into his arms.Cosi leaned meekly against his chest for a moment, then raised her head, peering at him from under her long eyelashes.

"I'm in a daze." Ke Xi said, "Why can't I remember what happened in the past few days? I seem to be dreaming all the time. If the person just came, I can continue to sleep. This is normal. Is it?"

Li Zhaowei gritted his teeth, fixed his eyes on the withered potted plant on the window sill, and kept telling himself that he did not hide, did not lie, and did not deceive himself or others.

"It's okay. We're still on summer vacation, what's wrong with getting a little more sleep?"

Ke Xi lowered his head and repeated mutteringly: "Summer vacation...is it still on summer vacation...but it seems that I haven't done my summer homework for a long time. The teacher will check the homework at the beginning of the term and punish those who haven't finished their homework..."

Li Zhaowei lowered his head and kissed Ke Xi's hair, raised his hand to press on the center of his eyebrows, and gently pushed away the eyebrows that were knit together: "Do you want to do your homework? Let's do our homework together, shall we?"

Ke Xi grabbed Li Zhaowei's wrist, and frowned again: "Brother Yan, tell me, how many days have passed...?"

Li Zhaowei reluctantly took out his phone and glanced at it.After a day without charging, there is only one battery left on the top of the phone.

"……eight days."

Ke Xi's lips parted slightly, silently chewing on Li Zhaowei's answer, and his eyes moved slowly from side to side, as if searching for a blurred silhouette in the thick fog.

"That's not right, Brother Yan, I remember... Our summer vacation seems to be only a dozen days...? Have you never been to the hospital? I want to go out and have a look. You let me go out to accompany you to see a doctor..."

Li Zhaowei quickly took the cream gun, quickly filled the balloon, and quickly pressed the half-filled balloon on Ke Xi's lips.

"There's nothing to see." Li Zhaowei assured Ke Xi, who was gradually in a trance, "There's nothing to see. Don't you think I'm fine? Just stay by my side like this. Well, close your eyes."

With gradually gentle and shallow breathing, Ke Xi fell on Li Zhaowei's body, his eyelashes fluttered itchyly on Li Zhaowei's neck, and gradually, limp and stilled together with his body.His body became softer and softer, the hair on his face fluctuated with his breathing, and his expression became more and more dazed, indulging in a joy that Li Zhaowei could not understand.

When Ke Xi completely lost consciousness, Li Zhaowei gently placed Ke Xi on the sofa, while he knelt on the carpet under the sofa, held Ke Xi's weak fingers, raised them gently to his mouth, and stamped on the scars on his fingers. next kiss.

Like a princess, Kosi has always loved being kissed, especially the delicate skin between the fingers.They used to talk at night on the bed, and while they were talking, Li Zhaowei would involuntarily move his hands up and down, and every inch of Ke Xi's skin would respond to his closeness.He would squirm, laugh out loud, or hug his neck and offer kisses.

Despite the chilblain-like scars and the numbness and stiffness of the muscles, Cosi's hands were as familiar and warm as ever.

He didn't know if Kosi, who had passed out, would still be obsessed with this feeling.