phantom hand

The wilderness, the wild, uninhabited.

The restaurant has long been out of sight, even if I set up the binoculars at this moment, I'm afraid I can only see a small black dot.The headlights illuminated more than ten meters ahead, but they couldn't illuminate anything beyond the weeds.Occasionally, some unknown birds chirped on the treetops, together with the cicadas chirping one after another, forming a summer scene.

It's a pity that Li Chuang was not in the mood to appreciate it.After killing eight mosquitoes under a tree, he finally got into Han Mukun's broken car again unbearably.

Han Mukun was resting his eyes with his eyes closed. When he heard the movement, he slowly opened his eyes and glanced over: "You have a lot of backbone, don't you? Stay outside, the evening breeze is so romantic."

Li Chuang ignored him and closed the car door by himself.The tightly seamed glass windows blocked the bloodsuckers, and also kept the comfortable air-conditioning temperature in the car.Since the car was tilted to the right, Li Chuang leaned into the angle between the door and the back of the seat.

Zhao Qingyu's body was originally small, but when shrunk into a ball, he really looked like a kitten or puppy. Han Mukun took a look at him and felt more and more miraculous.It stands to reason that even if a person's personality and appearance are different, he can always find a point of fit to connect the two. After all, they are both the inside and outside of the same person anyway.But the person in front of him is not like this. The strong contrast between personality and appearance seems to be completely opposite to this guy, each going to his own extreme. You don’t interfere with me, and I don’t interfere with you, so that Han Mukun sometimes feels like In the face of two people.Just like now, the little guy doesn't speak, just leaning there so quietly, like a doll carved in powder, making people feel soft in his heart, wanting to protect and love, Han Mukun almost forgot his evil deeds a few minutes ago.

"Hey, don't look at me with such a disgusting face." Li Chuang frowned and spoke viciously.

The rare and comfortable atmosphere was broken, Han Mukun was speechless, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "You can't stop talking?"

Li Chuang snorted twice, his posture wished he could get a toothpick in his mouth, and said, "Master the world, you still care about me shitting and farting?"

Han Mukun almost lost his temper, what did he say, this person is a pink baby if he doesn't speak, and a ghost baby when he speaks!

Li Chuang also kindly offered advice and suggestions: "Although you can't control my mouth, you can control your ears. If my voice really bothers you, let's plug your ears. By the way, do you have any cotton balls in the car?" , Kleenex also..."

Li Chuang's voice stopped abruptly.

Han Mukun bit his neck straight.

Li Chuang didn't dare to move, let alone speak.Different from the previous intimate contact with lust, this time Han Mukun really came with murderous intent.Li Chuang felt like an antelope whose throat was bitten by a cheetah at this moment, and his blood was gradually drained.

The wind from the air conditioner seemed to be getting colder, and the depression spread in the car little by little.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Mukun finally withdrew his sharp teeth slowly.His chin was inadvertently rubbed by the opponent's hair, and Li Chuang shuddered a few more times.Finally, when Uncle Han sat up straight, Li Chuang touched his neck with lingering fear. The pain was burning. Maybe the skin was broken, or it might be swollen tomorrow, but fortunately, the throat was still there.

"What, do you want to puncture my other two tires?" Han Mukun actually smiled at him.

Li Chuang shuddered and shook his head violently without thinking.People have to know when enough is enough, right?

Han Mukun nodded approvingly, slowly suppressed his smile, and said word by word: "Don't make me angry."

Li Chuang was also a little confused when he was being taught: "The ones before co-authoring with me don't count?"

Han Mukun narrowed his eyes.

Li Chuang swallowed: "If I didn't say it, I didn't say it."

Han Mukun rolled his eyes, probably realizing that talking to this person was a waste of life, so he just stopped talking to him.

Li Chuang shrugged his shoulders in a self-deprecating manner, and stopped talking.

an hour later

"I said, did you really call someone to pick us up..." Seeing that it was already midnight, Li Chuang became more and more uncertain.

Han Mukun was about to see Duke Zhou, but Li Chuang's words got him excited again, and he glared at him angrily and asked, "How long have we been here?"

Li Chuang counted with his fingers: "About two hours."

"That's right," Han Mukun yawned a little irritably, "Xiao Zhao is also driving a car, not a jet."

"Then how did he find our location?"

"I have GPS in my phone."

"..."

"Any questions, kid?"

"Wood……"

Yawning is contagious. When Li Chuang saw Han Mukun slapping him, he couldn't help yawning too. When Han Mukun saw Li Chuang slapping him, he yawned himself again. It went on and on for a long time, and finally Han Mukun couldn't take it anymore. Turned on the car radio.

"Lazily open this window, I sit alone and stare at the moon, I sing softly the stars, I hope it can soothe your sorrow. At 23:[-], everyone is welcome to listen to the nocturne..." the voice of the radio hostess Soothing and gentle, after a while, soft notes poured out like flowing water, adding flavor to the quiet night.

Gradually, people's emotions seem to be soothed by the soothing tunes, less irritability and more tranquility.

I don't know who started it first, but the two of them chatted again.Somehow, when we talked about age, Li Chuang realized that Han Mukun was more than one round older than himself, so he wondered how Zhao Qingyu got so close to this person, since the two of them didn't get along anyway.Of course, he couldn't ask the person concerned about this matter, so he had to figure it out by himself.Later, we talked about life again. Perhaps people at night were more willing to talk, and Han Mukun actually told Li Chuang about his business in Shenzhen.

Before that, Han Mukun was really just a flat image in Li Chuang, with only a few keywords, men, career success, comrades, and Zhao Qingyu's object.But slowly listening to the other person's story, listening to those difficult struggles, those tenacious ones who never give up, it seems that the man has become three-dimensional, and a flesh-and-blood person appears vividly in front of him.It turns out that there is really no love for no reason in this world, Li Chuang thought, even God is the same, if you don’t pay, sweat or even bleed, then don’t expect him to favor you.

Li Chuang is not a sensitive person, but maybe the night was too quiet, or the music on the radio set off the atmosphere well, so he could hear the loneliness from Han Mukun's tone.This is actually a word that Li Chuang only learned when he came to Shenzhen. He used to be lonely but not lonely, but now he really hopes to have someone to accompany him, to listen to what is in his heart, and he only needs to respond, um, I believe.

Han Mukun found that Li Chuang was in a daze and looked inexplicably blank, which made people feel distressed.

Now the atmosphere between them is very harmonious, so Han Mukun couldn't help pinching each other's face: "What are you thinking, I almost want to fly away."

Li Chuang came back to his senses and muttered half-truth, "It would be great if I could really make Hun'er fly away."

Han Mukun didn't quite understand, although the other party spoke Chinese.

Li Chuang shrugged indifferently, smiled, and changed the subject: "Didn't you just say you want to be down-to-earth, so why don't you get married?"

"You want me to tie?"

"What does this have to do with me... It's about your life, you make the decisions, although I will feel sad and feel sorry for myself!"

"You can really switch to storytelling."

"I, I'm serious!" Li Chuang widened his eyes guiltyly, and said, "If you don't believe me, you looked into my eyes!"

Han Mukun was amused: "Just talk to me."

"Uh……"

"But I really don't think about getting married. I don't think I told you before, I'm purely gay, and I can't be hard on women."

Li Chuang's eyes widened sincerely this time.

Han Mukun narrowed his eyes: "My dear, is your gaze called sympathy?"

Li Chuang pursed his lips and continued to stare speechlessly.

Han Mukun was defeated, he opened his palm and covered the child's face: "Forget it, I haven't figured it out yet, don't worry about this and that."

Li Chuang removed his face from the generous palm and protested: "Who said I didn't understand it, I can do it to women, it's doable!"

"Hey," Han Mukun became interested, "Look, you're not a chick, have you ever been with a girl?"

Li Chuang thought hard: "Will watching AV handjob count?"

Han Mukun comprehended for a long time, and then spouted: "Damn!"

Li Chuang was very obscene.

Later, Han Mukun lit a cigarette and said, if I can do it with a woman, I won't look for a man, then my son can make soy sauce now.Li Chuang felt a little helpless in the lingering smoke.He didn't know why Han Mukun told him this, as if he didn't regard him as a boyfriend or lover, but just a listener.At a certain moment, he even felt that maybe this man didn't like to float and sway, but it was just because he hadn't met the right person who could give him enough weight to land on his feet.

Night always makes people think about something.

Two hours later

What should be said and what should not be said have been said, the two of them really have nothing to talk about, and they are sleepy and tired, so the car returns to silence.

Li Chuang yawned several times and wiped away his tears. He decided to get out of the car and wake up.Don't want to be stopped as soon as he touched the door, and then he heard Han Mukun say: "Sit down honestly, it will be midnight soon, this place is no worse than the city, it's in chaos."

Li Chuang was a little surprised at the speed of the other party's response and the concern in his tone, uh, it can't be an illusion.Just as he was about to check it out, Han Mukun suddenly turned off the lights in the car, and the next second, the headlights went out as well.

In the whole world, it seems that only the small screen of the broadcast is left with cold light dancing.

"What's wrong?" The sudden darkness made Li Chuang a little nervous.

"Prevent thieves." Han Mukun said two words, and then pushed Li Chuang's head away, "Okay, go to sleep."

Li Chuang slashed open the man's paw, and said angrily, "You really are not rare at all."

Han Mukun laughed angrily: "Then what the hell are you doing with me?"

Brother Chuang is very innocent: "Who is with you?"

Han Mukun was directly defeated: "Well, you don't even admit this, right? I said why you seem to have changed recently, tsk, do you want to break up?" Something wasn't quite right, definitely not heart-wrenching or anything, but it just wasn't comfortable.

Li Chuang's eyes widened and he shook his head violently, then remembered that the other party couldn't see him, so he quickly changed his words: "What's the point? How did you come to the conclusion? I like you so much, I just have no money, no food, no food. I can't wear clothes without you!"

Han Mukun was a little astonished, and after a long time, he rubbed Li Chuang's head and laughed happily: "You are so fucking cute!"

The man's sixth sense told Li Chuang that he probably made a mistake: "Uh, is there such a coke..."

Han Mukun thought for a while, and rarely said seriously: "To be honest, I'm very happy."

Li Chuang's scalp became numb again: "Don't tell me... that... I haven't confessed my love before..."

"What do you think?" Han Mukun briskly asked back, annihilating all of Brother Chuang's desire.

Li Chuang's first confession in his life was dedicated to a dark man on a dark night.Afterwards, he repeatedly recalled the scene at that time, and firmly believed that it was not his fault, but the moon's fault.