phantom hand

Li Chuang never got together with Han Mukun's so-called "friends", but thinking about it, it was nothing more than a few brothers getting together to make a fuss, eat, drink, brag, and sing.When there were too many people, Li Chuang didn't panic. He took it for granted that this might be more comfortable than facing Han Mukun alone.

After that phone call with Zhao Qingyu, he always wanted to have a good chat with Han Mukun.It's not that you have to tell the truth or something, at least have a serious chat to see what the other party thinks, and also evaluate whether this relationship is worth insisting on as a third party.If the appraisal result is not worth it, or if he really can't do some necessary things, then he has no choice but to feel sorry for Zhao Qingyu.Although, he didn't think the other party would be very sad.

[I should like him, but no, really, really, really. ] This was the last answer Zhao Qingyu gave when he asked Zhao Qingyu if he really liked Han Mukun.In view of the determination and calmness of his tone, Li Chuang had to doubt the first half of the sentence.Should, itself is an ambiguous statement.

And to be honest, he always felt that Zhao Qingyu's thoughts were not here at all. In the last few phone calls, the guy's aura has undergone a subtle change. They have all stepped into the flying flower season, and it seems that everything is very beautiful.Although Li Chuang couldn't think of anything that would make him feel refreshed in his shabby school, shabby classmates, shabby life, it was obvious that that guy was quite nourished.

After class in the evening, Li broke out of the classroom and headed straight for the school gate, only to find the camouflage little Ode surrounded by layers of banana leaves in a dark corner with no one around. He was very relieved.

"This place is great," Li Chuang nodded in approval as he opened the door and got into the car, "I'll wait here from now on."

Uncle Han, who waited for almost half an hour, gritted his teeth grimly: "Is my grandma's so shameful?"

Li Chuang blinked innocently: "The world is getting worse, and people's hearts are not old. Although we have a pure emotional relationship, people don't necessarily think so, right, so people who are under the melon field have to avoid suspicion, um, avoid suspicion."

Han Mukun narrowed his eyes slowly.

A gust of wind came out of nowhere.

Junjie Chuang leaned against the back of the chair subconsciously, and smiled obsequiously: "Don't avoid it, don't avoid it, Tongyan Wuji, the wind blows..."

Uncle Han pressed forward with the posture of a tiger pouncing on his food, and gnawed Li Chuang's "go" into his mouth. While sucking and biting, he could still make a little space to narrate his actions: "I avoid you!" Damn it!"

Li Chuang violently resisted Han Mukun's sexual harassment mentally.As for the lower body that is firmly suppressed and can hardly move... Zhao Qingyu, I hate your thin arms and legs!Aww~ Uncle Han reluctantly let go of the child's lips, maintained a suppressed posture, and frowned in doubt: "Why does it seem like there are wolves howling?"

Li Chuang pushed him with hands and feet: "Hurry up and get up for me, it's not enough to take advantage!"

Han Mukun firmly fixed Chuang Ge Deser's paw with one hand, and bit him on the face twice with a punitive nature: "If you don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tiles."

Li Chuang's eyes widened, this is called aggrieved, this is called an internal injury, he finally understood why the puffer fish puffed up and exploded its thorns when facing the enemy, it must be fucking angry!

Han Mukun backed away and was about to drive, when he saw the child rummaging through boxes and boxes out of his satchel to get out a small notebook and pen, and kept writing with his head down. After watching for a long time, he was really incapable of recognizing the child's fonts, so he asked interestingly: "What are you doing?"

Li Chuang didn't raise his head, just put it there and muttered to himself: "Let you use your physique to bully me, harass me and take advantage of me. If you come back, I won't be surnamed Li if I don't leave you in the South China Sea." Drift along to the Bohai Bay to freeze you to death..."

Han Mukun pricked up his ears and didn't hear the indiscriminate raving, but the child's state and aura reminded him inexplicably of the wizard who lowered his head when he was traveling with the group in Xinmatai a few years ago... Cough, Quietly turned on the car heater, and Mr. Han started the engine calmly.

Not long after, the car slowly drove into the urban area, blending into the congested urban traffic.

No matter how wide the road is, it cannot keep up with the growth rate of private cars, which is a sign of a big city.Li Chuang looked at the dazzling tall buildings and neon lights outside the window, and slowly developed an unreal feeling of floating.So much so that when I looked at Han Mukun's profile again, I felt dazed.It seems that everything around is illusory, only he is real.

Or, he wasn't real either.

Zhao Qingyu, Han Mukun, and him Li Chuang, etc., everyone came to this world with parents and mothers, but slowly, it seemed that the life was drifting away, and drifting further and further away , The more you drift, the less you know where your feet are. Li Chuang sometimes thinks, is this the necessity of objective laws, or is it the pathological sociality of this era?Is there really something important missing in my heart, so I lost the strength to grab the ground.

While waiting for the signal, Han Mukun turned to look at him, and asked what were you thinking about with your little eyes rolling around along the way?Li Chuangfeng replied irrelevantly, I said, how many boyfriends have you had?This question seems to have stopped Han Mukun. After a while, the man confirmed to him seriously, what is your so-called boyfriend standard?Li Chuang thought about it, and gave an answer that he thought was quite reliable.

"It means that you feel that being with him will make you feel at ease and not drift."

It just so happened that the signal turned green at this time. After Han Mukun concentrated his attention in the car mirror to confirm that there would be no bumps or scratches, he started the car immediately. He didn't know whether he ignored it intentionally or unintentionally, but Li Chuang didn't wait for an answer.

The place to eat is a seafood buffet, which Li Chuang did not expect. When Han Mukun was looking for a parking space all over the world, he stared at the 188/bit on the neon sign in disbelief, so that the man parked the car He still sat still and looked up at a 45° angle.Han Mukun asked you why you were so stupefied, and Li Chuang came back to his senses, and then expressed his feelings, saying that King Kong will be able to eat back.It made Han Mukun amused.

But soon the truth surfaced—Brother Chuang was modest.

"Old Han, I think you need to prepare a box of Jianweixiaoshi tablets for your children."

"I guess the restaurant can't allow it, haha."

"It makes sense, if this is really digested, how about another round?"

Han Mukun glared at each of them angrily: "I can afford it! What's the matter, do you have any opinions?"

How dare the brothers have any objections, they all lay on the table and shook their shoulders.

Li Chuang had been waiting in front of the grilled shrimp master for 5 minutes, no matter how much the master tried to persuade him, it still didn't work out. Let's come again later, Mr. Chuang didn't move at all.Several members of the "target group" who came to pick up things together were infected by his spirit, so the grilled shrimp master worked under great pressure with the expectation of a row of handsome men.

In fact, Li Chuang was also very stressed.He felt that Zhao Qingyu was already quite good-looking among boys, with a clear nose, nose, eyes, and skin, and a delicate face. As a result, when he saw Han Mukun and his buddies today, he suddenly understood why the media always lamented that he was a "" In the world of "consumption of men's sex", let alone those little girls, he is a bit dizzy when facing so many handsome men at once.

However, the atmosphere is comfortable, and Han Mukun's so-called friends are also quite reliable, including the gentle type, the cheerful and talkative type, the chic and handsome type... er, and the big-waisted type.Everyone looks okay, nothing annoying.I heard from Han Mukun that some of these people he knew in the gay circle and some in the business circle. Later, he somehow found out that one circle connected with the other circle, and slowly a few northerners got along with each other and made friends with each other. down.

Therefore, it is still very important to say that fate is magical.

The "target group" was quite bored waiting, so they chatted without saying a word. Li Chuang saw that they were quite familiar with each other, so he didn't interrupt, and obediently contributed his ears, but the topic changed and turned to him.

"How long have you been with Brother Han?"

After thinking about it, Li Chuang replied cautiously: "Less than two years..."

"Huh? Then why haven't I seen you before?"

Li Chuang smiled: "Then who have you all met?"

"Brother Han hasn't brought anyone here before." The one who answered was the most mature-looking among the few, with a 28-[-] appearance, his facial features were almost perfect when viewed from the side, and his calm temperament was unique.

Li Chuang didn't believe it at first, but when he put on this man's glasses, he unconsciously accepted what he said, as if he had been hypnotized.

A good-looking head approached livelyly: "Brother Tian, ​​I think we should cut to the chase." After speaking, he turned to Li Chuang, "Have you always been so edible?"

Seeing the four pairs of eyes come together, Brother Chuang coughed lightly and shook his head honestly: "I used to eat better than this."

The world froze.

There was only one handsome guy with glasses, everyone was drunk, I pushed down the frame soberly, and calmly published my research results: "No wonder Han didn't bring people over for dinner before."

The temperamental man also came back to his senses, and echoed with emotion: "Well, we should have come to the buffet early in the morning."

Seeing the five boys come back with shrimps, they all had a few, Brother Chuang made a whole plate.The buddies couldn't help but started pounding the table and laughing wildly. Han Mukun was on the verge of collapse with a black face. When Li Chuang put the plate down, he grabbed it into his arms and rubbed it: "Didn't you see that?" Over shrimp!"

Li Chuang kicked around and struggled, filled with righteous indignation: "Did brother eat shrimp? It was money—"

The glass windows reflected the neon afterimages, and the "188/bit" pickups shone brightly in the night.