phantom hand

The day I called Zhao Qingyu was Li Chuang's mother's memorial day.

Originally, Li Chuang forced himself to forget it, but he didn’t know why he felt uncomfortable talking to Zhao Qingyu. After turning off his phone, he went downstairs to buy a lot of beer, and drank it in the dormitory, but in the end he didn’t achieve what he wanted. The effect of being so drunk, I just fell asleep unconsciously, and then the next morning, I had a hangover-like headache.

The people in the dormitory didn't know what was going on with him, so they didn't dare to talk to him, so Shao Xiaodong brought a glass of milk the next morning. Auntie with legs...men are not full of men on the street."

Li Chuang already had a headache, and he was about to crack when he heard this. He didn't take the milk, so he glared at Shao Xiaodong: "Which eye do you see that I'm short of a man?" I like women, big girl!"

Shao Xiaodong was very obedient and turned the steering wheel when the wind came, "Well, there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world."

Li Chuang took the milk bitterly and gulped it down.Wiping his mouth for the last time, he looked at Shao Xiaodong, and then at the two guys who were covered with quilts and pretended to be sleeping. In order to set the record straight, he decided to spread the truth to the world: "I'm a dumper!"

At that time, Li Chuang was lying on his side wrapped in a quilt like a silkworm baby, with his inner elbows supporting his body, his outer hands holding the glass, and half a circle of milk stains on his lips. It's a rare heroic gesture - take back the glass and turn back to your desk to pretend you didn't hear it.

Li Chuang was so misunderstood that he scratched his heart and liver, and he couldn't sleep anymore. He got up from the bed in twos and went to the balcony to brush his teeth and wash his face to get rid of bad luck.Before closing the balcony door, I still didn't forget to add another sentence: "I'm not broken in love!"

After the balcony door was closed tightly, the sound of water changed from drizzling to faint, and the two pretended to be asleep before getting up, and 807 impromptuly held a special meeting in the dormitory.

"The modern version of this place has 300 taels of silver." Wang Han made a precise comment on what Brother Chuang did all morning.

"In the past three days, I ran out at both ends, and now I'm almost an otaku, as if no one can see it." Song Hongqing wanted to sigh, but when he opened his mouth, it turned into a yawn, and he hit him twice in a row. After having fun, he looked at Shao Xiaodong to discuss with a smile, "Xiaodong, get me a glass of milk too?"

Shao Xiaodong thought for a while, and revealed a silly smile that he felt was malicious but in fact still looked silly to others: "I'll be lovelorn when you wait."

Song Hongqing stared, grabbed the ball of paper and threw it over: "Bah! I've only been in love for a week!"

"Old Song," Wang Han said suddenly, with a complicated look on his face, "Your tone is more and more like Qing Yu."

Song Hongqing looked back and found that it was true, so he could only sigh: "The one who is close to the ink is black."

Wang Han sneaked a look at the balcony, seeing that the person was still concentrating on rubbing the facial cleanser, he relaxed, and said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of these dark ones, you don't have to... Just do the same."

Before Song Hongqing could speak, Shao Xiaodong interjected, "That's not necessarily true."

Seeing that Song Hongqing's face turned from red to black, Shao Xiaodong realized that there was ambiguity in his words, and quickly added: "I mean Qingyu doesn't necessarily like men now. He even copied me from me two days ago. Take a special episode of Maria Ozawa."

Song and Wang's eyes widened when they heard the words, and they said in unison: "When did you get it?"

"...Can you two pay attention to the important points!"

Li Chuang had been brushing his teeth for 5 minutes, but it wasn't really brushing. He just rubbed the toothbrush in his mouth indiscriminately. He didn't have much strength, but his hands seemed to have their own consciousness, moving and moving mechanically.

The dazed look seemed to be thinking about something, but Li Chuang really didn't think about anything.He just thinks it's a pity that Shao Xiaodong wastes so much food every day, it's all on his body, and he doesn't get into his brain at all, so it's completely understandable that his brain lacks a string.

Does he look like a lovelorn?Biggest joke of the century!Without the harassment surnamed Han, he can have fun in his dreams!How could he have been poisoned because Han Mukun hadn't contacted him for dozens of days, went to the wrong class, took the wrong book for self-study, and got poisoned in the experiment?

Old man Wang is also making a big fuss, but he broke an exhaust fan and blew up half of the experimental bench, causing five students to ingest harmful gas and have a headache for a few days. Science has always been bloodshed, and he, a philosophy major, is so savvy. , why can't the head of the department understand?

So, he really had enough of these days.

Li Chuang thought that he would find it interesting at first because of the freshness. Now that everything is done step by step, the boredom will come out, and he will even be a little more irritable than before. At least before, he could call his father the old man. My stepmother told that woman to burn some paper on my mother’s grave in Qingming, and she could tell others to please call me brother Chuang. At least before, he could whistle at any little girl without worrying about being popped out of nowhere. The old man fell down, at least he was [-]% sure that he was a normal man before, and he didn't have to worry about whether he was alienated or the hormones of his new body.

All this is enough to make a postmodern absurd film.

The wind blows into the balcony, making it cool.Li Chuang shivered, then remembered to spit out the toothpaste foam and rinse his mouth.The rising sun was glowing red, and it was shining obliquely, and the slight heat made the face itchy.Li Chuang squinted his eyes and looked over, feeling that the fireball looked like a big fireplace. In a trance, it seemed that someone was sitting in front of the fireplace, swinging the rocking chair leisurely.

Suddenly, Li Chuang threw the toothbrush bowl at the man like crazy, and cursed at the top of his voice: "Are you fucking playing enough—"

The three people in the house looked at each other in blank dismay, and then quickly dressed in panic and fled the place of right and wrong in a hurry.

It was three days after that that Zhao Qingyu reconnected with Li Chuang.But the person on the phone shut his mouth like a clam, and said it was okay, and then he talked about it, telling himself to work hard, at least get a national scholarship, and so on. Niu, he stopped doing useless work, and he had just finished a subject at that time, and he had to work hard to deal with the next one in order to catch the many scholarship clouds in the sky, so he closed the line.

Zhao Qingyu's final exam went smoothly, and he even regretted learning the theory at the beginning, but this idea didn't occupy his head for long, because he was more focused on Ai Gang, there were three exams where two people were in the same exam room, But Ai Gang didn't say more than five sentences to him in total, and they were all innocuous.Zhao Qingyu gradually couldn't suppress his inner emotions, but he thought that this was still in the exam, and if he really spread this matter out and said that if it affected the exam, the gain would not be worth the loss, so he endured it desperately.As a result, Ai Gang returned home after finishing the last subject.Zhao Qingyu didn't know it at first, but when he went looking for someone that night, he missed it.So I hated the convenience of being close to home.

However, Li Chuang is also close to home, so Zhao Qingyu received a call from his "sister" two days after the exam, which seemed to be very worried that his brother would not go home for the New Year.As soon as Zhao Qingyu heard it, he knew that Li Chuang had a criminal record, but he didn't want to spend the New Year alone, so he fully promised that he would go back.

After that, Zhao Qingyu didn't contact Ai Gang again, because he felt that he was a bit competitive, because although he could understand Ai Gang's hesitation on this matter, he felt that it would take too long to think about it. After kissing and hugging so clearly, he didn't have to bend Ai Gang, but the matter has come to this point naturally, can he go back and pretend nothing happened?

Just like that, Zhao Qingyu stayed at school for another half a month.Originally there was nothing to do, the most he could do was surf the Internet and go to the library, but then he got mixed up with Sha Le for some reason.That guy was also a local, so he wasn't in a hurry to go home. He had been chatting with Dong Dongdong mysteriously before, but after Dong Dongdong came home, he was the only one left to play around with Zhao Qingyu every day.

Zhao Qingyu didn't know where he was showing his feet, but seeing Sha Le's posture, he clearly regarded himself as one of his own. He used to call Li Ge when he was polite, and hey or nothing at all when he was rude. It's better now , Opening his mouth is just one word—brother, there is intimacy anyway.

Zhao Qingyu saw that his mood seemed to have entered the honeymoon period with Dong Dongdong, but he also thought that Dong Dongdong's attitude before leaving was not good, so he was a little puzzled, thinking that it should not be a child's wishful thinking.

After a lot of dating, Zhao Qingyu felt that Sha Le was quite amazing. When he annoyed you, he would look dead, as if he was afraid that you would not reciprocate the same disgusting emotion. But if he likes you, he can be energetic. It's sticky, like a small red flower suddenly blooming on a prickly prickly pear, so no matter how you look at it, it's interesting and cute.

Swaying, it's the Spring Festival.

Zhao Qingyu and Sha Le went back to their respective homes, each looking for their respective mothers.

Zhao Qingyu was once again treated as a guest of honor at Li's house. Li Chuang's parents were busy, and Zhao Qiulei also brought her husband back to her mother's house. The "brother-in-law" didn't have any objections, and she only smiled politely from the beginning to the end, and was gentle all night .Inexplicably, Zhao Qingyu felt a little warmth from the bottom of his heart.

I don’t know if it’s because of the cold weather, but in Zhao Qingyu’s view, the New Year’s Eve in the Northeast was a little bit deserted, mainly because there were no people outside, and he only occasionally watched the children who were muffled like little bears setting off firecrackers downstairs, laughing and laughing for a while. , and retracted home.

However, the room was lively, and Zhao Qingyu could clearly see that the big family on the opposite floor was busy cooking the New Year's Eve dinner just like him here, enjoying themselves happily.

Then, he missed home.

As soon as the call to Li Chuang was connected, there was a lot of noise over there. At first Zhao Qingyu thought it was the TV, but when he quietly closed the bedroom door and listened carefully, he realized that it was his father who was lecturing. There was some fucking reassurance mixed in, and it was immediately clear that Li Chuang might be torturing the two elders again.

But at this moment, Li Chuang was able to distract himself and talk to him: "Hey, did you hear that?"

Zhao Qingyu didn't know what he was referring to, so he answered comprehensively: "Yes, I heard everything."

As if deliberately cooperating, Dad Zhao's roar immediately floated over again: "I'm talking to you, what kind of attitude do you have!"

Then there was Li Chuang's invulnerable tune with a hippie smile: "My lord, will you allow me to make a phone call in 5 minutes?"

Zhao Qingyu supported the wall, although he was not the one facing his father at the moment, but he was more entangled than anything else.

Sure enough, Father Zhao exploded: "The phone is more important than your father! Huh? I think you are getting more and more outrageous!"

Li Chuang has practiced very well recently, the more annoyed Zhao's father is, the calmer he is, and there is Zhao Qingyu on the other end of the phone, he has a subtle feeling of "actually he is an outsider", so he becomes more and more nervous. Unscrupulous: "It's already very plausible, except for liking men, you say he... Is there anything I can't do well?"

Father Zhao was so angry that his chest heaved violently, but he still couldn't say a word - there was really nothing his son couldn't do well.But the problem is, this alone is enough for him to enter the coffin early.

"Li Chuang," Zhao Qingyu couldn't take it any longer, "it's almost done, it really drives my dad so mad that I'll fight you hard."

Li Chuang was very hurt: "I'm here to help you get ahead, okay? It's a good thing, otherwise it's hard for an upright official to break up housework." He asked Zhao Qingyu, "Do you want to talk to the old man?"

"Ah?" Zhao Qingyu was a little caught off guard, but the word "bu" rolled in his throat for a long time, but he couldn't get it out.

On the other side, Li Chuang had already handed over the phone on his own initiative: "Okay, calm down, my friend wants to talk to you."

Dad Zhao didn't understand which part of the song he sang, so he subconsciously waved his hands and refused, his brows were also furrowed, as if he was saying that I had something to say to the little boy's family.

But Li Chuang stuffed the phone into the old man's hand without any explanation, and the corners of his lips curled up viciously: "Pick it up, this is my boyfriend."

At that time, Zhao Qingyu was struggling with whether to make a voice connection with his father, and he almost lost his temper when he heard this.Zhao's father was also obviously frightened, his voice trembled even if he listened carefully: "Hello?"

Zhao Qingyu became excited immediately, half a year passed in a flash, he thought what he didn't want, but it turned out that it was just accumulated thoughts that couldn't find an outlet.He wanted to control it, but he couldn't control it at all. As soon as he spoke, he was obviously choked up: "Dad..."

Unknown why, Father Zhao collapsed: "Who do you call dad! Who is your dad!"

Zhao Qingyu didn't care about that, what the brain in the congested state thought and said: "Dad, how is your health recently? Do you always socialize and drink? That hurts your health, and you are also angry. Don't get angry every now and then. Mom will also worry about it." of……"

Father Zhao was overwhelmed. He tried to open his mouth several times but failed to find a chance. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Don't be too close, don't think that I just..."

Zhao Qingyu couldn't control it anymore, his vision blurred instantly: "Dad, I miss you."

Father Zhao seemed to be slapped in the face, his eyes darkened: "You, why are you crying, hey, what are you doing, I..." Really unable to speak, Father Zhao followed the lost Pushing the phone back to Li Chuang like a hot potato, he shouted angrily, "Hurry up and get rid of all your crap!!!"

Li Chuang returned to the bedroom with a look of joy that the plot had succeeded.

After a long time, Zhao Qingyu gradually calmed down, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is my dad okay?"

"It's okay," Li Chuang said sincerely, "I've never seen an uncle with such a good physique."

Zhao Qingyu burst into tears, and there was a little bit of complaint in the little joy after venting: "You just play your cards, at least tell me in advance, so you won't be unprepared to make such a mess."

"Chaos? I think it's good. It's a good thing for a child to talk to his parents at the age of thirty."

"Oh, to be honest, I really miss them too."

"It's just that you are a little bit stronger."

"Are you laughing..."

"Where is it, hehe, how is it possible, hehe..."

Click, the door lock opens.

There was a sound of thin and broken footsteps.

Li Chuang frowned and was about to speak when he heard the call from the other end of the phone: "Mom and Dad, my classmate Zhao Qingyu wants to talk to you—"