phantom hand

Li Chuang had a pretty happy life these days. Although he was still a little apprehensive about the high temperature, the scenery in the southern country was indeed enchanting.The blue sky alone is many times brighter than the old industrial base of his family.When the night was not so hot, Li Chuang would occasionally take a petty bourgeoisie, lying on his back in the corner of the playground and counting the stars, sometimes looking at them, he would forget that he was still in Zhao Qingyu's body, thinking he was home.

Tiny thoughts, quietly long.

After almost a month like this, if Han Mukun hadn't called, Li Chuang would have almost forgotten that there is such a number one person in the world.

It was an afternoon at the end of August, and the three people in the dormitory went to the laboratory early. When Li Chuang woke up from his nap and wanted to go, it rained suddenly.Li Chuang had never seen such a battle in his life. The world, which had been silent a second ago, was almost instantly blown by a strong wind, like a practitioner who had gone mad, wanting to sweep and destroy everything on the ground like crazy.The sound of the rain was appalling, as if heavy water bags had hit the ground one after another. The trees were blown upside down, helpless, and some small ones had been uprooted.

Li Chuang just stood on the balcony with his mouth half open and watched for 5 minutes, and suddenly he could understand how Zhu Bajie asked his wife to come out to watch God together in Journey to the West.

It was at this time that Han Mukun's call came in.

"Little thing, what are you doing?" Han Mukun was very quiet, and from the sound of his voice, the man was in a good mood.

Li Chuang turned around and went back to the house from the balcony, pulling the door to block the sound of the rain.

"Nothing, just stay." Pulling the stool, Li Chuang casually straddled it.

"Miss me?" Han Mukun's lowered voice was a little sexy.

It's a pity that Comrade Li Chuang has absolutely no aesthetic ability in this area: "Your face can be bigger."

Han Mukun was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed tremblingly: "I didn't realize that you are so fucking annoying before." His little things are more than a little bit cute, and every time they confront each other, this feeling becomes more and more Intense, unexpected, but unexpectedly gratifying.

"C'mon, I'm going to hurt you a lot." Li Chuang yawned out of boredom, looking at the patches of white mist knocked out by the heavy rain outside, a sense of fatigue surged out of his body unexpectedly, "You have business to do. No, I hung up without it."

Han Mukun couldn't get off the stage, so he snorted hard.

Li Chuang shrugged and decided not to have the same knowledge as his friend's boyfriend.

Han Mukun coughed lightly, and also used actions to show that he was not as knowledgeable as a child: "I'll go to find you tomorrow. Is there anything you want for food and play? I'll take it with you."

"I won't buy what I want by myself. Treat it as your prison visit." Li Chuang twitched the corners of his mouth angrily. He was about to continue to say something when he suddenly remembered, "Wait a minute, I'm going back to school." Okay? , I almost forgot about this.

Han Mukun snorted and asked, "How many days?"

Li Chuang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I should have lived there forever. The house is a bit far away, and it's too inconvenient to go back and forth to class."

Han Mukun frowned, and muttered, "Don't you always feel annoyed by living on campus? No matter what you say, everyone is comfortable when you come out, but you are also depressed when you stay in."

"...Did I say that?"

"Uh, it should be."

Li Chuang frowned, what should he say, if he said it, he said it, if he didn't say it, he didn't say it, why did he always feel that this person didn't care much about Zhao Qingyu?

"Hey, I'm talking to you." Han Mukun's unhappy voice came from there.

Li Chuang came back to his senses: "Well, what?"

"Come out at night, I'll pick you up from school."

"Ah, there is an experiment tonight." Li Chuang's refusal was almost a conditioned reflex. Of course, lying is a casual thing.

Han Mukun is so smart, he can tell the truth from the lies as soon as he hears it, and his voice sank immediately: "I said, don't push your nose on your face."

It was only then that Li Chuang realized that he had gone too far. Although he had never dated a man, let alone a man, his attitude seemed a little unreliable.Thinking of this, Li Chuang subconsciously wanted to find love, but then he thought again, why, he is a good young man in his prime, why should he have to talk about it with an old man?If he also had a partner for Zhao Qingyu to deal with, then Li Chuang would be more or less balanced, but the problem is that Zhao Qingyu's sisters and brothers over there can handle everything, even the bottom, which is called a chic and comfortable.

The more he thought about it, the more unbalanced he became, and Li Chuang became a little irritable.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier, rattling the glass.

"Zhao Qingyu will definitely not stick his nose in the face, you go to him." Lighting up the cigarette and taking a deep breath, Li Chuang was a little dazed.

"Huh?" Han Mukun didn't respond, "What language do you speak?"

"Chinese, contemplation."

"..."

The top of the cigarette flickered, and Li Chuang just stared at it for a moment: "I'm not Zhao Qingyu, my name is Li Chuang, and I don't know how to do it. Anyway, our souls have been exchanged, that is, we cross each other. In my body, I am in his body, understand?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Li Chuang frowned: "Where is the person, is he dead?"

After a long time, I heard Han Mukun's precarious voice: "I'm cutting watermelon, it's okay, you tell your story, continue."

Li Chuang wanted to cut him up!Grandma, Bai has been brewing for a long time!

"Your surname is Han, act like I'm telling you jokes!" How dare you cut watermelon for him?Then have some more tea and melon seeds, let's work together!

"That's impossible," Han Mukun seemed to put the phone back to his lips, "Whatever you do, it must be considered a sci-fi masterpiece."

"You can get out now." Li Chuang was so disturbed by Han that he didn't feel like "coming out" at all.

When Han Mukun heard the words, he smiled instead of anger: "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me, show me how to leave in a smooth way tomorrow."

"You don't need to rush tomorrow, I can guide you now," Li Chuang gritted his teeth as he pressed the cigarette butt into the can, "Put down the phone, or adjust the speaker, then squat down with your hands on your sides, and hang your head on the ground. It rolls forward with the head as the axis, and repeats until it reaches the destination."

"..."

"By the way, don't look for soft places with carpets or mattresses. This kind of activity is usually carried out on tiles, especially balconies and corridors are the most suitable."

"Hold!"

Comrade Han Mukun finally burst into foul language.

Li Chuang let out a long sigh of relief, and suddenly felt refreshed physically and mentally.

This phone call caused Han Mukun to feel as if he had been hit by the Qishang punch, with internal injuries until he vomited blood.He felt that he was purely looking for abuse.On the other hand, Li Chuang has gained a lot.Although Han Mukun did not believe in the "truth" at all, as Zhao Qingyu said at the beginning, but whether he believed it or not, he said it anyway, and he was happy!

In fact, this month, although Li Chuang said that his life was going smoothly, in a certain way, he was depressed.Li Chuang is not the kind of person who can hide secrets, but now he has to keep a huge secret, and he has to work hard to protect it from being discovered by the third party. He is really not ordinary hardships.Several times, Li Chuang wanted to take a big megaphone and stand on the podium of the playground and shout, I am not Zhao Qingyu, my surname is Li Chuang!

Of course, just thinking about it.

In addition, Zhao Qingyu didn't have a friend who could speak his mind.Li Chuang always thought that he already belonged to that kind of person, but he didn't expect Zhao Qingyu to be even more so.Anyway, he still has Song Xinyou, but that person is really a lone ranger.The so-called boyfriend is just a half-hearted guy. Anyway, Li Chuang didn't realize how close they are.The only function, I'm afraid, is to amuse the bored child when the poor are extremely bored.

There were a few pieces of clothes hanging on the balcony that he forgot to put away. Li Chuang, who was struggling, watched them being swept away by the strong wind.After he ran out, even his clothes and hangers had already become a small spot of light in the sky.Li Chuang black line, recalling the rain at home, it seems that at most the clothes were scraped to the ground, and some dirt was stained, which is much more kind than the piece of armor here.

The hot air swept across his cheeks with the rain, and it was slightly itchy. Li Chuang wiped his face, and suddenly wanted to know what the people under the sky at the other end were doing.