phantom hand

Li Chuang thought that Han Mukun had a heart-to-heart with him, and he could hear it, but after saying a little bastard, he waited and waited for nothing to come.This is called a depression.

Puffing his cheeks angrily, Li Chuang decided to give that idiot a few more seconds.

Han Mukun really lived up to his expectations, and when Brother Chuang counted down to the last second, he said, "Hello, who is it?"

Well, co-authoring the sentence just now is purely my own hallucination.Li Chuang rolled his eyes at the chandelier. Although it was expected, he was inevitably disappointed: "You're so stupid, Li Chuang, little... I've got you back, you bastard!" I feel that I can't show my identity well, so it's rare to belittle myself once.

Unfortunately, it didn't work wonders.

Han Mukun had a short-circuit in his brain for a moment, that is to say, he received the information, but he was incapable of processing it. The words of the other party kept going around in his earholes, but they didn't enter the central system, as if the door was blocked.So it took him a lot of effort to break through the obstacle, and then digest and absorb everything before. Suddenly, a certain string in his memory was touched, and he finally remembered who the familiar voice was: "Zhao Qingyu, I'm not in the mood right now." Just kidding, is Li Chuang still with you? He didn't come back by plane today?"

Li Chuang raised his eyebrows inexplicably, wondering why the elm head recognized the misplacement, but he didn't believe it when it was replaced by the deity: "Old bastard, let me tell you one last time, I am Li Chuang, I and Zhao Qingyu has changed back again, and his soul has changed back again! Damn, I said this is not a foreign language, why do you sound like you are listening to Martian language?"

Han Mukun slowly opened his eyes wide, and then he was really relieved, and then his voice immediately raised several octaves: "It's back again?"

Li Chuang was so shocked that his ears were buzzing, he moved away from the phone and rubbed it several times before answering: "Yeah." But soon he smiled unconsciously, and repeated the sentence that he no longer knew that he had nothing to do with himself, God, or the universe. How many times have all the visible and invisible substances repeated: "Master, my mother is finally back!"

Han Mukun believed it now. Although the new voice still sounded a little strange to his ears, the tone and tone were familiar. That's right, it was his little bastard.It's just that he couldn't empathize with the other party's good mood: "I'm also waiting for you to come back."

Li Chuang smelled a little sour smell, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth. The old bastard felt unbalanced, but he was happy, and it felt good to be valued by the old man: "Now I will definitely not go back, you wait for me for a few more days. "

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Li Chuang was taken aback, er, it seemed too gentle.

Han Mukun is not so sensitive and delicate, or he is not in the mood to pay attention to this now, and there is such an equation in his mind - soul exchange = Li Chuang goes home = not going back to Shenzhen, and the other party can't hide his joy. The possibility of this formula being established has increased by several tenths, which he cannot accept.

"I'll be there tomorrow." The words came out without going through the brain.

Li Chuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, like a sunflower stretching its petals a little bit, and then dazzling: "Hey, you miss me so much."

Han Mukun wished he could get through the phone and rub him to death: "Uh-huh, I want to beat you up."

Li Chuang cooperated with him very much, and said hey and hey twice: "The earliest flight tomorrow is at [-] o'clock, you hurry up and book a ticket for me!"

Han Mukun didn't move or make a sound, but he didn't hang up the phone either.

Li Chuang looked at the ceiling and blinked his eyes, blissful in his heart: "Chirp."

Han Mukun finally responded: "Bah."

After hanging up the phone, Li Chuang lay down on the floor and laughed for half an hour.If Ai Gang hadn't harassed him with a blank look, he might have fallen asleep with his mouth open.

"Hey, what are you doing?" When dealing with Ai Gang, Brother Chuang never knew what it means to be polite—of course, except for Lao Han, no one knows what it is like to be gentle with Brother Chuang.

Ai Gang was stunned, and he was blocked by a word full of tenderness, so he had no choice but to ask calmly: "Uh, has Li Chuang gone back?"

Dizzy, Li Chuang finally understood, Ganqing Baigang didn't know that he and Zhao Qingyu had changed things, his eyes rolled, his playfulness was everywhere, Li Chuang coughed lightly, and said in a low voice: "Yeah."

"Oh," Ai Gang didn't notice anything unusual, and was still shy, "Then do you have any plans for the future?"

Li Chuang suppressed a smile: "No, you have?"

Ai Gang's voice sounded a little low: "It's nothing specific, but I always feel that there is still a month left, and I want to stay with you for a while."

Li Chuang slowly turned serious, he remembered that Zhao Qingyu had mentioned the little entanglement with Ai Gang, and then contacted some scenes of getting along with several people these days, gradually, Li Chuang discovered some mystery.

Li Chuang was not Zhao Qingyu, so facing Ai Gang he was extremely calm, and said whatever he wanted: "You don't care when I leave, you don't want to talk to me anyway, so why are you talking so much?"

Ai Gang was so confused by the bombardment that he was dizzy. He vaguely felt that the atmosphere was different from the usual two people getting along, but he couldn't find out the problem, so he had to honestly say: "Didn't we two agree?" Well, let me think about it for another month."

Li Chuang twitched the corners of his mouth: "If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. What are you thinking about?"

"I like you." Ai Gang said these four words hastily, as if his sincerity was a second too late to make people suspicious, and he felt a little desperate.

This time it was Li Chuang's turn to petrify.

Aww, Zhao Qingyu never told Baigang how powerful he is!

"Hello? Hello?" Ai Gang was a little anxious because he probably couldn't wait for a response.

Li Chuang sighed, and it would not be kind to continue playing: "Hey, I am your brother Chuang, idiot."

five seconds later—

"...You two have changed back?!" Ai Gang's voice was so majestic that it almost turned from a sound wave to a solid body, smashing holes on the floor.

Li Chuang raised his eyebrows, thinking that this is indeed a young man, who accepts new things faster than his old bastard: "Well, for some reason, I changed it after sleeping."

"What about Zhao Qingyu?"

"Go back to Shenzhen."

"He...I...this...how could he just go back like this!"

Li Chuang sighed, thought for a while, and then said, "I think he might have been on the plane as soon as he opened his eyes. It was the same way a year ago."

Ai Gang was silent for a long time, so long that Li Chuang thought he had hung up the phone, but he didn't remind him, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Will you two change back?"

"I don't know that," Li Chuang said angrily, then scratched his head and showed a wry smile, "But for the sake of safety, I think it's better for me to avoid meeting him again. I guess he will think so too."

"Have you two been in touch?"

"...you give me his phone number."

"Oh." Li Chuang reported a series of numbers, so familiar that he almost blurted out.

Ai Gang didn't even say goodbye, just hung up the phone.

Li Chuang's black line, okay, this is a typical example of getting to know your daughter-in-law when you get on the kang, and knowing your shoes when you get off the kang, and there is no one else in your eyes!

Unexpectedly, Li Chuang hadn't finished slandering when the phone rang again, and it was still Baigang.

Li Chuang was inexplicable: "What's the matter?"

The voice over there was a little helpless: "He turned off the phone."

Li Chuang frowned, and faintly felt something was wrong: "It shouldn't be, the plane has already landed now."

"Yes." Ai Gang unconsciously agreed.

"What are you doing right?" Li Chuang was speechless, a little irritable when he was worried, "I said, what's going on with you two?"

Ai Gang didn't answer, but suddenly said: "I'll go find you."

Li Chuang was confused: "Why are you looking for me?"

Ai Gang seemed to smile wryly, and then his slightly shivering voice came from the phone: "Look at you, or I won't be at ease."

In less than an hour, Li Chuang had a cordial and friendly meeting with Ai Gang at the gate of the building.

Ai Gang didn't speak, just stood there staring at Li Chuang's face, as if this was the only face left in the whole world, but he couldn't find his own thing on it.

Li Chuang endured it for 10 minutes, feeling that he had given the opponent enough face, and finally raised his eyebrows, and returned to his true self: "Okay, don't bother, Zhao Qingyu has indeed gone back, and this is also good, so as not to mess with you Heart."

Ai Gang became slumped, like a deflated balloon, with his head drooping and no energy left.

Li Chuang couldn't stand it anymore, and tried to persuade him: "Hey, he's gone home and he's not dead, what are you doing?"

Ai Gang suddenly became angry, and raised his head and said to Li Chuang: "You fucking go away!"

Li Chuang was also angry, mother, isn't this typical and thankless!Turning around, Brother Chuang went upstairs decisively.

Ai Gang didn't follow, and then Li Chuang secretly looked down from the bedroom window and found that the man was sitting on the flower bed in a daze.Twenty minutes later he lifts the curtains a bit, fuck, it's still there.Li Chuang's anger had almost dissipated. After thinking about it, he still made a phone call angrily.

After a long time, the man picked it up, and then gave a weak "Hello".

Li Chuang twitched the corners of his mouth, looked downstairs, and said to the phone, "Don't miss me like this, okay, put another two clusters of chrysanthemums and think that some tragedy happened here."

"I'm uncomfortable." When Ai Gang said this, he looked like a large dog that had been abandoned.

Li Chuang frowned, and felt uncomfortable seeing him like this: "Then why did you go long ago? Yes, you liked women at first, but now you suddenly turn into a man and you can't accept it. Then you simply don't accept it. No one will accept it." I can’t say anything. But what are you doing like this, oh, you don’t treat others well, and let them wait for you to struggle ideologically. Let me tell you, you are uncomfortable now, and Zhao Qingyu was ten thousand times more uncomfortable than you at the beginning. You don’t know him yet Think carefully, you can strangle yourself to death if you wind it up."

In any case, Li Chuang persuaded Ai Gang to go back, and then he called Zhao Qingyu again, but the phone was still turned off.

Sighing, Li Chuang washed up step by step and went to bed.

Does Ai Gang want to understand?Li Chuang didn't know.But that's all he can do.After all, it was a matter between the two of them, and he shouldn't overdo it with a dozen soy sauces.

What's more, he has more important things to do.

For example, the old bastard is coming, where to live?

Another example is that guy hasn't seen his real appearance, can he accept it?

Another example is that guy came here once in a while, do you want to take the opportunity to come out?

The more I think about it, the more problems there are, and there is almost a steady stream of them. When I leave the old ones aside, new ones will fill in, as if there is a never-ending geyser.Li Chuang knew that he shouldn't be like this, but he couldn't restrain himself. Those questions extended to infinite possibilities, which made him more and more excited. In the end, he was so energetic that he couldn't sleep.

——Like a kid who is about to go on a hike, lying on the bed knowing that he has to sleep well, but his heart has already flown to the delicious food in his schoolbag, and then he counts how long it will be until dawn with his fingers.