phantom hand

When the Li family's parents heard that their son was willing to let his classmates talk to them, they were overjoyed. They acted cautiously, as if the caller was not his son's classmates but a leader who went on tour in a low-clothes, so brother Chuang's treatment was [-] yuan better than that of Zhao Qingyu. Eight thousand times.Later, when talking about this incident, Brother Chuang was still very proud, feeling helpless, he was born to be a young master, and he will be a master wherever he goes.

But Li Chuang didn't have so much leisure time at that time, but a numb paw with a blank mind.

Li Chuang had no memory of what his father and stepmother said respectively. He only vaguely remembered that he hummed and answered dumbly a few times before the phone was transferred back to Zhao Qingyu. , but he couldn't open his mouth because of face.

——It was the first time in so many years that he wanted to send New Year greetings to those two people.

When twelve o'clock struck, firecrackers blared outside the window.Li Chuang resigned to his fate in the happy atmosphere of resigning from the old and welcoming the new, thinking that he and Zhao Qingyu would not be able to switch back in his lifetime.

Li Chuang spent the entire winter vacation at home, like a bear hibernating in a tree hole. Apart from having to eat and drink, he just did nothing but surf the Internet, play games, watch Watching TV, bickering with Mr. Zhao, that's all.So one day when I was wearing pants, I found that I had to inhale the zipper.

In this way, the chubby Brother Chuang survived until the beginning of school.

Then the intermittent depression went away.

This is a very strange thing, there is no sign, even Li Chuang can't tell why, it's like a woman who has taken menopause as normal suddenly finds that she is no longer flustered, upset, irritable and irritable, nagging endlessly for no reason , and then everything turned to the sun, the sun shines on the earth again, everything recovers, and you feel refreshed.

To celebrate the new semester, 807 went to Pizza Hut for dinner on the first weekend after school started. The reason why they chose this place was because the well-informed comrade Shao Xiaodong said that a new season’s menu was launched there, and three flavors were added to the pizza alone. The number of sexual items has increased by as many as 28, so on this warm spring night, Brother Chuang can only sit in the western restaurant with his hands tied and feet chewing vegetables like a rabbit.

"Qingyu, why do you only eat salad and not the main course?" Shao Xiaodong's mouth was full, and he still didn't forget to spoil his colleagues.

main course?A piece of ice cream cake, three bites, a piece of steak, four bites, the lamb ribs can't be chewed at all, and the chicken wings are just okay. The problem is that if he really wants to eat chicken wings, he won't go to McDonald's KFC, Deckers, and Roast Baba!Well, my stomach is half full, and my money is about to catch up with that seafood buffet!

Shao Xiaodong didn't wait for an answer, and saw Li Chuang chewing intently, so he became curious, and muttered, "Is today's salad special?" and stretched out his fork, and then Li Chuang watched helplessly. The huge yellow peach that I ate at the end was forked away.

Brother Chuang was in despair.

Wanting to cry but without tears, he slumped on the chair and lamented to the ceiling.It was so easy to express my feelings, but when I wanted to get up, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of my eye.

Li Chuang was stunned, like the alarm clock suddenly arrived at the appointed time in the quiet morning, and then only its crisp and rapid jingle was left in the whole world.

Han Mukun seems to have lost weight, and he looks a little tall from a distance. He is wearing a long thin windbreaker, which makes him look younger, like he is in his early thirties.A group of men and women chatted and laughed happily, and walked to a quieter area inside under the leadership of the waiter.Li Chuang's gaze followed them until the group sat down.Han Mukun was sitting on the outside, through the lush green plants, Li Chuang could still see his shadowy side face.

In fact, Han Mukun is not handsome. Li Chuang judges with objective aesthetics. Not to mention that the man is not comparable to a handsome man, even compared with his previous self, he is far behind. But why can he distinguish this man from the crowd at a glance? The guy was picked out, Li Chuang looked at the side face and thought about it, and he barely came up with an answer, that is, Han Mukun has a taste.This taste is honed out by society and time, and it belongs to a mature charm, even compared with the same 35-[-] people, he is different.

Han Mukun suddenly turned his head to this side, Li Chuang was startled, and immediately retracted his eyes to look like a rabbit. After a while, he glanced again from the corner of his eye, only to realize that Han Mukun was called a waiter.Yep, I'm guilty of being a thief.

But then again, why would he be a thief?

Li Chuang thought about it seriously, and felt that the current situation was very good and harmonious, and it was really not suitable for him to have anything to do with that person.Although there is a certain difference between Stranger Things and the ordinary friends he expected at the beginning, but it's nothing, people continue to live naturally, he has no reason to be entangled in his own size.

Li Chuang understands the truth very well, but the uneasiness in his heart can't get rid of it for no reason. He has been doing well before, so this crime has been assigned to Han Mukun's account again—Shenzhen is so big, you must Running under my nose, isn't that intentional!

When he came out of the happy restaurant, Li Chuang vowed not to eat Pizza Hut again.

Song Hongqing and Wang Han were going to the electronic city to buy something, Li Chuang was a little annoyed, Shao Xiaodong was a little lazy, so the two decided to go back to the campus by coincidence.Before breaking up, Song Hongqing joked that it would be good to take Xiaodong along, not afraid of meeting bad guys halfway.Li Chuang recognized it very much, and while patting Shao Xiaodong's stomach, he happily said that it was necessary, and this size would definitely give criminals a strong deterrent.Shao Xiaodong kept his mouth shut, his soft and delicate heart was severely traumatized.

Wang Han and Song Hongqing left with a smile. Li Chuang was about to go to the subway station with Shao Xiaodong. When he turned around, he saw Han Mukun standing at the door of the restaurant. He seemed to want to call himself but he didn't have time to speak. His lips were slightly parted, and he was a little dazed. .

At that time, there were only four steps between the two of them, one was on the steps and the other was under the steps. Li Chuang withdrew his hands from Shao Xiaodong's stomach in embarrassment, and smiled unnaturally: "Uh, Qiaoha."

"I just felt like you when I was inside, out to play with friends?" Han Mukun didn't have any special expression, his tone was calm and natural, as if it was really just a casual greeting between ordinary friends.

As soon as he was natural, Li Chuang also became natural, and his expression became more relaxed: "I don't play, it's purely for eating, but it's really bad here. Oh, by the way, where is the Northeast restaurant you took me to that time? Next time I come out, I will let them try the authentic pot-packed meat."

Han Mukun thought for a while, as if he was really recalling the geographical location, and then said: "It's not easy to describe, how about I take you... you guys go there again?"

Li Chuang didn't expect Han Mukun to say that, he was caught off guard for a while, and said without thinking, "That's no need, I remember that the road is full of twists and turns, it's troublesome."

Shao Xiaodong swallowed, and let reason overcome his appetite. Although he really wanted to know what the pot-packed meat was, the current situation was definitely not suitable.On the steps is a man who seems to have a successful career, and under the steps is his gay roommate. Yes, at this time, Shao Xiaodong suddenly realized that Zhao Qingyu is gay.

Therefore, the chance meeting of ordinary friends seemed a little ambiguous to him.

Not only ambiguous, but also turbulent undercurrent.

Han Mukun came down from the steps and stood still in front of them. Shao Xiaodong went to look at his face, but his eyes collided with each other.He smiled kindly at the other party, and the other party responded by tugging at the corners of his mouth.Shao Xiaodong felt chills down his spine, he didn't understand why this man was staring at him, he persisted for another two seconds, and when he was about to be overwhelmed, the man finally turned his eyes back to the person next to him.

Then Shao Xiaodong heard him ask: "Boyfriend?"

Shao Xiaodong almost had a heart attack when he didn't come up, and when he was about to open his mouth, he heard Li Chuang say, "Yes."

Undercurrent, hit the waist.

Shao Xiaodong wanted to say that I was just an innocent onlooker, but before he could open his mouth, the man on the other side had already extended a hand with a smile: "Hello, Han Mukun."

Shao Xiaodong wants to cry but has no tears, the world of adults is too complicated, he is just a child!

Shao Xiaodong had a vague memory of what happened next, but he only vaguely remembered that the two of them didn't say anything, and they said goodbye soon.

His blank mind didn't become clear until he got on the subway, and then Shao Xiaodong shook Li Chuang who was squinting on his shoulder.

Li Chuang stared in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shao Xiaodong reached out to ask for money.

Li Chuang didn't know, so he asked, "What money?"

Shao Xiaodong spoke confidently: "The appearance fee."

It took Li Chuang a long time to understand the smell, and he rubbed his big soft face angrily: "Little fat man, it's good if I didn't ask you for money, you know, brother's reputation has completely ruined your place."

"Huh? I'm not behaving well?"

"There's no acting skills at all."

"No way, I'm not quite natural?"

"Fuck, you've lost your memory, haven't you?"

"Ok?"

"Sick, that guy said hello Han Mukun, what are you talking about?"

"What?"

"Hello, pot of meat."

"..."

In the second half of the drive, Shao Xiaodong hugged Li Chuang and cried. He couldn't agree with Li Chuang's point of view, because it was obviously his own reputation that was ruined, from sexual orientation to IQ. He felt that he was ashamed. Living in the world, but must live, so the more painful.

This side Shao Xiaodong regretted his intestines, but that side Han Mukun no longer had the desire to eat or drink.Friends joked one after another, asking who you chased just now, nervous, Han Mukun didn't speak, just smiled and smoked.

But in fact he is not happy.

The moment he saw the boy, he rushed out without thinking. Even his friends could see that he was nervous, so how could he not feel it himself.In fact, it is not difficult to find that person, he can be reached at any time with a phone call, but he just resisted not calling, and thought that he was relieved over time, but it turned out he was not.He will feel that such a chance encounter is very precious, and even a little pleasantly surprised, so everything is self-evident.

That little fat boy is his boyfriend?Ghost letter.But it's not unimportant, the important thing is that I am no longer.Han Mukun had never felt that this identity was something to be proud of or to show off before, but now he seems to understand that women are beaten to death in order to compete for fame.

One winter, the boy got fat.

Han Mukun closed his eyes in the lingering smoke, trying to recall the image just now, but he couldn't get the focus right, everything seemed to be blurred, the child's face, voice, even the words he said and the look in his eyes at that time, They are like the ripples on the surface of the water, and after a short stroke, they are clear and without trace.

But this was not enough to make Han Mukun irritated. What really irritated him was that he didn't remember the child but remembered the facial features, appearance, body and voice of the other guy clearly. Isn't this bad luck!

Han Mukun raised his head, exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, and calmly killed the cute little fat man eighteen thousand times in his brain.