phantom hand

Han Mukun shut himself up in the room all afternoon and was sulking, but Li Chuang came back to life after a cup of mung bean soup in the evening.After thinking about it, I felt a little guilty about the rough behavior in the afternoon.Of course it was not to Han Mukun, but to Zhao Qingyu, after all, it was not up to him to point the nose and scold someone else's partner.

Li Chuang is such a person, his temper comes and goes quickly, and occasionally he will reflect on it in time.Uh, although the probability of recidivism next time is equivalent to buying a lottery ticket and failing to win.

So after six o'clock in the evening, while the sun was still warm, Li Chuang called Han Mukun to ask for peace.

At first, when Han Mukun saw the three characters "Zhao Qingyu" on the caller ID, he wanted to grind his teeth, so he choked the phone with a black face.He didn't think about what the other party was going to do when he called back, but he simply didn't want to listen to the little boy, he was afraid that he couldn't restrain himself and rushed over to strangle him to death.This is not an exaggeration, based on Gadget's performance in the past two days, it definitely made his teeth itch even more than the most fucking profiteer he had ever met in the business field. Every time he heard that annoying tone, he would I wish I could press the gadget to death on the bed.And the most hateful thing is that from the time of the intimate contact with her last time until now, he has never even seen his mother's face again.Every time I look for it, it's either this thing or something else, making him look like a hot face and a cold ass.

Li Chuang persevered in calling for ten minutes. Except for being hung up at the beginning, the result of the subsequent ringing was always "Sorry, your call is temporarily unanswered." His phone was turned off, so he thought thoughtfully that the other party might have gone downstairs to buy cigarettes or put his mobile phone in his bag and didn't hear him, so he could get a steady stream of spiritual encouragement.

Until the person on the other end of the phone broke down.

"You fucking have something to say and fart." Han Mukun didn't know why he didn't turn off the phone directly, anyway, he was a little abnormal when it came to small things recently.

As soon as the call was connected, Li Chuang regained his energy immediately, spat out the chewed straw, and smiled innocently: "Tsk, why are you still angry?"

Han Mukun was unprepared for the sudden tenderness and flattery over there, he froze for a moment, and then frowned, "Why?"

Li Chuang shook his head and sighed: "The world is so beautiful, but you are so irritable. This is not good, not good."

Gritting his teeth, Han Mukun squeezed the cigarette case on the coffee table into a twisted ball, but it wasn't enough, and then he took out the cigarettes inside and rubbed them one by one until the shreds were shredded, as if he was torturing a corpse: "If you don't have a shit , it’s best to automatically and consciously rewind the line before I get angry.”

"I have it, I have it, but...isn't it a shit thing?"

"Zhao, Qing, Yu!"

"I was wrong that afternoon when I was riding in the car. My head was hit again. I suspect it was a slight concussion, otherwise I could talk, but my brain made you angry, old man. I have made a deep reflection and self-reflection when I came back. I hope that the adults in the organization will not remember the villains. Forgive the youth for the momentary blunder!"

"..."

Han Mukun felt that mobile phone manufacturers should install an instant recording device on the phone so that he could listen to it in various ways, repeatedly, and in different ways when encountering such emergencies.

"Hello?" Li Chuang thought the organization was still angry when he didn't wait for a response.

The corners of Han Mukun's mouth twitched and his forehead throbbed: "Get to the point."

Li Chuang curled his lips and muttered, "I had a brain twitch this afternoon, so don't take it seriously."

Han Mukun snorted.

His intuition told Li Chuang that this person was probably not angry anymore.I can't say the reason, but he could feel it anyway, so Brother Chuang was so happy: "Hey, by the way, why are you calling me this afternoon?"

Han Mukun leaned back on the sofa stretched and felt comfortable: "I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

"Uh, yes." Li Chuang scratched his head, "but it's not your style."

Han Mukun was angry and funny, "Then tell me about my style."

Li Chuang tilted his head and thought for a moment, then replied: "Simple style, when you meet, you just take off your pants to do business."

"..."

"..."

"Don't say it, it's really accurate."

"Depend on!"

Han Mukun was so happy that the mess everywhere seemed to be shaking.The little thing's distraught look automatically appeared in front of him, which made him feel excited and joyful like a serf turned over and sang: "I'll find you in two days, wash it up and wait for me."

Li Chuang's scalp tingled when he heard this: "Fuck off, I'm preparing for the school sports meet now, abstinence."

Han Mukun spit out a sip of water, and was overjoyed to think when his little thing became so direct and unrestrained: "I'll treat you to a meal, tsk, you're thinking about it."

Li Chuang was a little guilty, but he still muttered stiffly, "Then what did you say to clean it up..."

Han Mukun grinned silently: "Wash your hands to prevent diseases from entering through your mouth."

"..."

Li Chuang gritted his teeth on purpose, this bastard definitely did it on purpose!

In the evening three days later, Han Mukun drove the car to the school gate of Little Things for the first time.Fortunately, there is a navigation in the car, otherwise it would be impossible to find it.

Li Chuang didn't expect that Han Mukun would actually come after saying such a word. He thought it was all just gossip before, so he was a little dizzy when he heard the man ask him to come out on the phone.Don't look at him dealing with his roommates or the seven and eight aunts of the Zhao family so easily, but this Han Mukun is the only one who is really shivering.

No way, the relationship between men and women is only at the theoretical stage now, and he is still from Baidu. There are all kinds of people talking about things, and he just figured out that coming out of the closet today is COMEOUT, and tomorrow he will be dizzy with offense and offense. I understand 1 and 0, and I immediately saw a straight and a bend over there. Only those behind the back, riding, and 360-degree Thomas full rotation can understand it somewhat, but I searched the Internet, but I couldn’t find him now. guidelines for the situation.

Think about it, too, unless you are full or your head is squeezed by the door, otherwise no one can run to the Internet in a peaceful and sunny manner to create a "my opinion on how a straight man should deal with the boyfriend of the original owner of the body after the soul transformation" .

Everyone has arrived at the school gate, so Li Chuang has the nerve to push it out.He could also feel that Han Mukun had given him face for a while, but he made him so disgraced, and this would be resolved without a phone call, and he came here to invite himself to dinner today.Everything is done in moderation, and Li Chuang is not such a ignorant person.So pack up, carry a bag and go out.

Li Chuang can barely accept the satchel now, but he has to stuff some miscellaneous things in it, such as books, pens, Swiss army knives, etc. If the weather is bad, he will stuff an umbrella until the satchel is ready. The weight is used up until it is used up.There's no way, just getting some keys and mobile phones dangling in it, he just feels empty and twisted, just like Song Xinyou, every time he goes out, the whole big bag is actually not enough to fill a pencil case.

Han Mukun was so full of thoughts while waiting in the car that he forgot to smoke.From time to time, there are students coming in and out of the school gate. Although they have different appearances, each face is full of youthful immaturity and vigor, as if there are countless hopes for the future.To be honest, Han Mukun looked down on them quite a bit. He didn’t enter the society and experienced no setbacks. He took it for granted that the future was tailor-made for them. Heh, it’s silly and cute.He has come into contact with several students, without exception, his eyes are high and his hands are low.

But sometimes he wondered if he was like this when he was 20 years old.I do a small business every day, but I am very confident that I will be able to sleep on gold in the future.As a result, when I came here, I became a middle-class person until I was 36.It’s really just the middle class. If a billboard is dropped in Beijing and nine out of ten are high-level cadres, then nine out of ten in Shenzhen are bosses.There are too many rich people in this land, and there is no comparison.

Seeing Li Chuang come out of the school gate, Han Mukun immediately honked the horn twice.

Li Chuangxun came over with his reputation, and Han Mukun was stunned by that chic hairstyle through the windshield.

Han Mukun was still driving the black Audi this time. When Li Chuang walked to the car, he found that there were quite a lot of cars on the street. They were parked in two rows, one on each side of the road, and they were all good cars. .He was also wondering, did all Shenzhen entrepreneurs gather with S?In the end, I found that there were many sisters who were traveling with me at some point, all of them were delicate and fresh like flowers, and they smiled ambiguously at Li Chuang when they passed by him.Then Li Chuang saw that they were on the same route as him, leaving school, looking for someone, opening the door, and getting in the car.

Brother Chuang became sad in an instant.

Han Mukun finally waited for the little thing to get into the car: "What kind of hairstyle do you have, it's quite unique."

Li Chuang didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he just took a picture after breaking the rearview mirror.

Han Mukun was speechless: "Don't take pictures, Edward Scissorhands can't save you."

"Brother Hairstyle has calmed down a long time ago," Li Chuang rolled his eyes, "I mean this face, face!"

Although Li Chuang emphasized it twice, Han Mukun still didn't understand: "What's wrong with your face?"

Li Chuang sighed, and finally looked at Han Mukun tangled, and asked, "Does this face look like a mistress?"

Han Mukun looked at the little thing's face, and then looked around at the famous cars and female college students gathered around, and finally understood, just about to talk, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the little thing's unique hairstyle again, and finally, he was very happy.

Li Chuang was very hurt. In order to express his emotions, the gentleman looked sideways out of the window angrily for more than ten minutes, leaving only Mr. Han's rosy ear.

When did the special feeling for small things originate?Han Mukun thought while driving, it seems that the last time we met, the little white rabbit turned into a little wild cat, and after sporadic text messages and phone calls, the kitten's paws began to scratch and scratch in his heart, making him feel itchy, but Not yet relieved.

When the car drove for almost 10 minutes, Han Mukun asked Li Chuang what he wanted to eat. Li Chuang thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't resist the nostalgia and said that he wanted to eat Northeast cuisine.Han Mukun was quite surprised, and asked why he suddenly wanted to eat this.Li Chuang just talked nonsense, saying that you are not from the Northeast, let me see what food can make you so fat and strong.If Han Mukun hadn't been driving, it would have prevented Li Chuang from seeing the moon at night.

Li Chuang didn't bet wrong, Han Mukun really knew an authentic Northeast restaurant, and sometimes he would invite a few friends to have a meal for two when he was hungry, so that place also had a special meaning for Han Mukun.But it's a bit far away, outside the customs, it takes more than two hours to drive there from Xiaoshi's school, and the land is still remote. Except for a few industrial parks and small villages, there are large expanses of wasteland.So much so that in the end, Li Chuang had to suspect that this person wasn't trying to sell himself.

"Stewed pork ribs with sauerkraut, sauced girder bones, meat in a pot, uh, stewed chicken with mushrooms, more soup." Li Chuang hugged the recipe and didn't let go. He felt close to any name, and thought it was beautiful to look at any picture. Can't wait for the chef to cook a book.

Even though Han Mukun is a meat-loving master, Li Chuang couldn't bear to order this dish: "I said, can't you order a vegetarian dish?"

"Okay," Li Chuang agreed very straightforwardly, telling the waiter without looking at the menu, "Then add candied sweet potatoes."

Han Mukun stopped the waiter who was about to leave, and said angrily, "Add a colorful wrapper, two catties of pork stuffed dumplings."

The waiter asked with difficulty: "Boss, is it pure meat?"

Han Mukun rolled his eyes and pointed at the little thing: "Do you think he can let you add food?"

Li Chuang came over very dissatisfied: "Why can't it be, both onion and ginger are needed, remember more."

The waiter walked away tremblingly. It is estimated that the chef saw the menu and thought it was a dinner party.

It didn't take long before the dishes came up one after another. In fact, Li Chuang's small stomach can't eat much at all, but he kisses everything he looks at, and he can't let go. Seeing his expression when eating, Han Mukun's eyes are almost filled with tears. I found it very interesting, so I asked: "Is it so delicious, I'm so excited for you."

Li Chuang sniffed his nose, and said eloquently: "The meat in the pot is too sweet, the sauerkraut is too bland, the stewed chicken with mushrooms is not fragrant enough, the girder bones are not rotten enough, and the candied sweet potatoes are just enough, but they don't give a bowl of cold water. Come standard..."

Han Mukun's black line, the tears in his eyes were either excited or uncomfortable.But having said that: "I really don't know, you have a lot of research on Northeast cuisine."

Li Chuang smiled at him: "I told you, I'm not Zhao Qingyu."

Han Mukun was stunned, the child's crooked eyes seemed to be hypnotizing, for a moment, he almost believed it.

Unfortunately, just have to.

"Eat your meal." Han Mukun came back to his senses and rubbed his head angrily, "Don't be careless all day long."

Li Chuang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then he laughed, revealing his white and neat teeth like pirate Luffy.

Han Mukun was a little dizzy, the little thing was indeed different, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was, only the slightly itchy hair stubble still clearly remained in the palm of his hand, it was crispy, numb, and tantalizing.