phantom hand

If you want to know what it feels like to be a gourd baby who fell into the trap of the snake essence, you can interview Ai Gang at this moment.

Acupuncture-like sharp eyes shot from Song Xinyou's slightly narrowed eyes, and Ai Gang burst into tears facing the rising sun.I can't figure out how people can become so insidious after only going to the capital?Direct revision from Li Yuanba to Wang Xifeng, without even giving a transition, and let the simple and hardworking people live their lives!

No one paid attention to Comrade Ai Gang's grief.Song Xinyou withdrew the eye knife, stepped forward to examine "Li Chuang"'s injury carefully: "Did he really hit him?"

Zhao Qingyu felt that there was some indescribable subtlety in Song Xinyou's concerned expression, and after a pause, he narrowed his eyes slightly and replied cautiously: "Oh, just before I saw you last night."

Ai Gang yelled: "I didn't hit him a few times, okay, you don't know how evil this guy is... well, nightmare, let's not mention it, anyway, the **** slipped away so quickly."

Song Xinyou frowned and looked at "Li Chuang": "You escaped?"

Zhao Qingyu didn't feel that things were broken at this time, but only vaguely felt a little abnormality. One person's soul is in another person's body, and his behavior is always a bit inconsistent. If Song Xinyou is really the kind of friend Li Chuang is very close to, then It's normal to notice something strange, so Zhao Qingyu feels that what he has to do is to find a more reasonable explanation for these strange places as much as possible: "Ah, if I didn't suffer too much on the train yesterday, could I run? I would have beaten him to the full. looking for teeth!"

Zhao Qingyu's words had the content of Brother Chuang, but it was a pity that he didn't have the aura of Brother Chuang. He had already tried harder to keep his tone cadenced, but it was a pity that in the ears of the two purebred Northeast people, he was still very gentle.

Ai Gang folded his arms and looked up and down "Li Chuang" for a long time, then pushed Song Xinyou's shoulder with his elbow, and muttered: "Hey, don't you realize that this guy has gone to the heart of the motherland, and he has become very sick from the inside out." strangeness?"

Song Xinyou didn't answer, she just bit her lower lip lightly, then took "Li Chuang"'s hand as if she had made a decision, and strode forward.

Zhao Qingyu was taken aback by this turn of events, and hurriedly said, "Hey, what's wrong?"

Song Xinyou didn't say a word, she just kept walking towards the secluded tree-lined path next to her.

Zhao Qingyu didn't dare to speak any more, and followed with some trepidation.

Ai Gang was very disappointed to be ignored, but he resolutely upheld the spirit of revolutionary optimism, did not abandon, did not give up, and followed in small steps along the way.

Finally, the three of them came to the depths of the shade. The thick leaves covered the treetops, and the overlapping branches almost isolated everything from the outside world.

Zhao Qingyu didn't dare to look into Song Xinyou's eyes, so he raised his head slightly to look at the leaves and branches, hoping to relieve some tension.

Song Xinyou directly twisted that head back: "Look at me."

Subconsciously swallowing, Zhao Qingyu fixed his eyes on Song Xinyou's nose, and did not dare to move around.

Ai Gang scratched his head in a daze, and asked Song Xinyou: "Honey, what are you singing again?"

Before he finished speaking, half a footprint was already printed on his calf. Aixinjue Luo Gang stopped immediately, hugging the tree and weeping silently.

At this time, the wind suddenly stopped.

The rustling of leaves disappeared completely, and time seemed to stand still.

Song Xinyou took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Zhao Qingyu held his breath, not daring to move.

After a while, Song Xinyou's lips moved slightly——

"never mind."

Zhao Qingyu almost slipped and fell.

Ai Gang wants to pull up the weeping willow!

The instigator was still muttering to himself: "I guess I'm thinking too much, this is impossible, but the problem is that it doesn't make sense if I don't explain things like this..."

Ai Gang walked over with a dark face, leaned forward and leaned towards the woman's face: "Grandma, please tell me what's going on, please, please, don't be so surprised and disturbing."

Song Xinyou suddenly put her arms around Ai Gang's neck, leaned against his head and asked in a low voice: "You beat him up last night, right? How did it go?"

"Ah?" The Second Monk Ai Gangzhang couldn't figure it out, but he answered honestly because of the lustful power of the woman: "I'm the only one who came out to eat supper. I happened to see him wandering around in the Sizhu Forest, so I followed into the forest, and then Unexpectedly, with a vigorous posture of a fierce tiger pouncing on the prey..."

"Sentence trunk."

"Sneak attack with two punches and one kick, the victim runs away."

"Okay." Song Xinyou nodded, let go of Ai Gang, turned around and walked in front of "Li Chuang", pointed behind her and asked, "Do you know why he beat you last night?"

Feeling confident, Zhao Qingyu sweated in his palms, but couldn't make a sound.With his eight imaginations, it is impossible to outline the love and hatred between this person and Li Chuang out of thin air. Instead of talking about ridiculous nonsense, it is better not to say anything.

Song Xinyou frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and her tone became a little anxious: "I don't remember, do I. And yesterday I waited downstairs for almost 10 minutes before the light in your room came on. Last seven Lou is a matter of minutes to you, so why are you dawdling for so long? Also, I never asked you to bring me any gifts, and you are not the one who brings gifts, Li Chuang, Lian Ai Steel felt it, and this time you came back from Beijing, you became very strange."

Can you not be surprised?Zhao Qingyu smiled wryly in his heart, they have all been replaced, the strangest thing is not being strange.But looking at Song Xinyou's bright eyes, he really didn't know where to start. Did he want to say that he and Li Chuang switched bodies?Thinking in another way, Zhao Qingyu thought, if someone told him that, he would definitely suggest the other person to see a psychiatrist.

dilemma.

"Hey, woman, what's wrong with you?" Gang Gang, who didn't know the truth, felt that the current situation was inexplicably weird.

Song Xinyou was observing every subtle expression change of "Li Chuang" intently, so she didn't have time to pay attention to him.

He had no choice but to mutter to himself: "It has indeed become strange, with a strange tone of voice and strange behavior, er, and disgusting."

Zhao Qingyu bit his lips hard, his mind was still blank except for the pain.

Song Xinyou narrowed her eyes, and suddenly asked as if she had made up her mind: "Have you lost your memory?"

what?

Zhao Qingyu was stunned.What should the other party say about this conclusion, heck, it's quite subtle.It's not entirely wrong to be wrong, he really has no memory of Li Chuang, but he is not entirely right, because he is not Li Chuang at all.The only thing that is certain is that a woman's imagination is as magical as her sixth sense.

Ai Gang obviously did not have Zhao Qingyu's tolerance for new things and theories, so he was speechless at the moment: "I said, you have watched too many Korean dramas, and you have lost your memory. Why don't you say that he has time-traveled."

Song Xinyou suddenly became angry: "Then can you find a reasonable explanation for me?"

"Hey, why are you coming at me?" Ai Gang hurriedly stepped back a few steps away from the flames of battle, "I am the most innocent."

"Then don't talk!" Song Xinyou didn't turn her head back, and then pinched "Li Chuang" severely on the face, "But this brother, can you say something?"

At a loss, Zhao Qingyu touched his rosy cheeks from being pinched, and swallowed: "Yes."

Song Xinyou's forehead throbbed faintly: "Then, just, say."

"pain."

Song Xinyou wanted to scratch the wall, but there was no wall around.She wants to howl, but has scruples about her image.So she could only suppress the fire in her stomach, and let it scurry around in her limbs.

Ai Gang was a little gloating: "What did I say, he is angry with you now that the GDP growth rate of our country is faster than that of our country. It's a little bit."

Zhao Qingyu felt a little guilty, but he did it on purpose.Rambling is not his strong point, but he is proficient in saying a few choking words. In fact, there is no purpose. He just wants to buy some time to sort out his thoughts, should he say it?How to say?Can the other party believe it?These are all problems. He is actually not afraid to let these two people know the truth. The only thing he is worried about is that he will be treated as a monster, and then a bunch of scientists will bring him to the secret laboratory to destroy him...

As I said before, Zhao Qingyu always likes to draw up the worst possible outcome for things.

After a stalemate for almost 5 minutes, Song Xinyou lost her temper.Her expression changed from menacing to Zhao Qingyu's incomprehensible complexity. Zhao Qingyu watched the spark in her eyes slowly fade away, and finally became a faint injury.

Suddenly, his heart hurt like a pinprick, Zhao Qingyu was stunned, he didn't understand where this emotion came from.Is it Li Chuang's distress that remains in this body?Or is it Zhao Qingyu's guilt at this moment?

Song Xinyou didn't know about this change. She looked away and pouted her lips angrily: "Li Chuang, how long have we known each other? Are you still being hypocritical with me?"

"Uh……"

"And that guy, don't look at you two pinching for more than half a year, but besides me, he is the only one who plays with you, who else cares about you?"

Ai Gang touched his nose and didn't express his opinion.

Zhao Qingyu's black line, when he was in Beijing before, someone clearly said that he was handsome, unrestrained and suave, and everyone loved him. Looking at it now, those words can squeeze out a washbasin of water.

Song Xinyou sighed, and finally looked at "Li Chuang" again: "I also know that I might be making a fuss over a molehill, but I'm awkward and entangled with you like this. I didn't sleep all night yesterday thinking about it, and you don't care about it like this. If you want to punish us, then you either lost your memory, or you were stimulated by something. Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qingyu really can't stand this, he has nothing to do with men, and even more nothing to do with women than men.So he decided to fight the risk of being planted in the experimental field: "I say you believe it?"

Song Xinyou's eyes lit up, she nodded almost without hesitation: "I'll believe what you say."

Zhao Qingyu took several deep breaths, and after all four ears were pricked up, he finally told the whole story slowly.Just like Wang Gang telling a story, from the beginning to the end, every scene is not lost.

The wind is blowing again, and the sun shines through the swaying branches, fragmented.

After a while.

"Is this the end?" Seeing that Zhao Qingyu didn't say how to predict the future and listen to the plan to break it down next time, Ai Gang's face was full of thoughts.

Song Xinyou looked contemptuous: "Is it interesting?"

Zhao Qingyu was a little aggrieved: "You just said what I said and you believed it."

Ai Gang pulled Song Xinyou's head away to speak for him and her: "She didn't say you made it up, she believed it."

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes. Although the two people on the opposite side did not drag him to the psychiatric department of the hospital for a brain scan or escort him to the test bench for an autopsy, he was angry.

Brother Zhao was very angry and acted sharply.

He rushed over and took out the domestic mobile phone with two cracked screens from classmate Ai Gang's big pants pocket, and dialed a series of non-local numbers without saying a word.

Before Ai Gang and Song Xinyou could react, the phone on that side was connected.

"I have something to ask you." Zhao Qingyu directly omitted the greeting out of righteous indignation.

Of course, this has no effect on Li Chuang, who has never exchanged pleasantries: "Oh my god, you know that you called me, do you know last night..."

At this moment, Zhao Qingyu was not in the mood to chatter at all, so he repeated it righteously: "I have something to ask you."

Li Chuang stuffed a large spoonful of sweet black sesame paste into his mouth, closed his eyes and sighed sincerely, then muttered vaguely while tasting: "Yeah, tell me, I'm listening."

Zhao Qingyu heard the clue, subconsciously frowned: "What are you doing?"

Li Chuang was very honest, and because he was intoxicated by the food like a bird in flight, his tone was also very cheerful: "Dude, the sesame paste downstairs in your house is perfect!"

"..."

Zhao Qingyu began to fantasize that Li Chuang turned into a sesame seed and was crushed by himself with the soles of his shoes until there was no bones left, and finally flew up into a drop of sesame paste.