phantom hand

Taking advantage of the petrification of the victim, Zhao Qingyu picked up Baosa Yazi and fled the crime scene.Due to the wild posture of rampage, several pairs of wild mandarin ducks were startled along the way.

Zhao Qingyu, who was running and running, somehow remembered the words in the high school history textbook that the folk customs in the north have been tough since ancient times.

Just rushing around like a headless fly, he actually found the living area. The living area of ​​S University is centered on a small dry fountain, surrounded by canteens, supermarkets, hot water rooms, and dormitory buildings.It was eight o'clock in the evening, and the fountain fluctuated up and down with the elegant music. A few children who didn't know where they came from were playing and playing in it. When the place stopped spraying, they stood over and waited for it to spray. Sometimes he laughed and jumped away, and sometimes he would be soaked in water if he couldn't dodge in time, but the laughter became more and more joyful.

Zhao Qingyu stood by and watched for a while, and occasionally some small water splashed on his feet, which was extremely cool.

Zhao Qingyu's father is from Jiangsu, and his mother is from Ningxia, so Zhao Qingyu can be considered a mixed race.Later, the two elders went to Shenzhen without knowing how to discuss it. Relying on the circle of Grandpa Xiaoping, they worked hard all the way to become the group of people who got rich first, and Zhao Qingyu was born.Although he has formed a distinctive pronunciation accent under the influence of Wu Nong's soft language, Cantonese slang, and Hong Kong and Taiwan Mandarin since he was a child, generally speaking, Zhao Qingyu is still a native of the Special Economic Zone. He has never been out of that small fishing village in elementary school, middle school, high school, and even university. He never thought of going out, let alone going to the Northeast one day.

The north, especially the northeast, is just like foreign countries to Zhao Qingyu.Of course, student Zhao is not trying to split my territory, but this place is too far away for him, and the only impression of that place in his head is the overwhelming snowfall.Not to blame him for being ignorant, but the great leader has already summed it up. The scenery of the northern country is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and snow for thousands of miles.

So when Zhao Qingyu got out of the air-conditioned train carriage and stepped onto the platform, he was stunned for a moment. If it weren't for the big stop sign with the name of the place written on it, he would have thought he was still in Guangdong Province after wandering around.The heat is the same, but the only difference is that it is not as stuffy as Shenzhen. The humidity of the seaside is always scorched very hot in summer, and then mixed into the air and invades every pore of people's body.But the heat in this city is more pure, nothing is mixed with anything dry, the place where there is sun is hot, and the place where there is shade is suddenly cool, the division is simple and obvious, just like a child's world where only good people and Like the bad guys.At that time, just as the sun was setting, half of the sky was stained by the bright red light, and the Huoshaoyun was intoxicatingly beautiful.

The music ended at some point, the spray stopped gushing, and the center of the square became a smooth road again.A few roller skating players set up neat obstacles on the ground, entertaining themselves in a square inch; students in twos and threes carrying thermos bottles came out to fetch water; My own KISS; the aroma of barbecue floats along the wind, and I can't find the source...

Everything was simple and beautiful, and Zhao Qingyu felt slightly drunk.

Song Xinyou has been occupying the public love bench on campus for more than an hour. During this time, she proudly withstood the eyes of countless lovers, but remained motionless.This is the only way for Li Chuang to go back to the dormitory, and she doesn't believe that she can't catch that bastard.When I sent text messages before, I thought that guy had changed his sex, and his tone of voice was so polite. Well, she also admitted that she was very awkward. She thought she sent the wrong phone number, but the person who sent text messages later dared not When she called back, she was told that she couldn't be connected temporarily, so she concluded that the guy was itchy again.

It was so easy to gear up to wait for people to come, Song Xinyou's eyes almost brightened.In the next second, I saw the man yelling intoxicated at the fountain, seeing that the soul was about to float out of his body to embrace the night sky, Song Xinyou had goose bumps all over his body for no reason.

When the other party was intoxicated, Song Xinyou was no longer cold. She stood up and took three steps forward, and then slapped her childhood sweetheart on the back: "You still want to run? My aunt has been waiting for two hours for this!"

The internal injury Zhao Qingyu suffered in the previous fight was completely drawn out by Song Xinyou's slap. He stumbled and sat on the ground directly. He thought it was the guy from before who was chasing him again, but he heard the sound and found something wrong, so he raised his head again , and met the assailant's face which was not clear against the light, Song Xinyou was condescending, and Zhao Qingyu felt as if he saw the invincible female King Kong descending from the sky.

"Let me tell you, where did you come from? What have you suffered in our great capital, and you are so empty?" Song Xinyou stretched out her hand to touch the other party's collar with a bit of distress...

In the next second, Zhao Qingyu realized that he was being lifted up.

It was so easy to stand firm, Zhao Qingyu felt his head was buzzing, and he took a peek at the other's curvy and graceful figure, Zhao Qingyu was very tangled, where did this girl get all her strength.

Seeing that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, Song Xinyou was a little strange. She stroked the other party's handsome short hair like teasing a puppy, and said caringly: "Why are you so stupid?"

Zhao Qingyu could be considered to have found the nerves that affect the muscles of the organization, and smiled wearily: "It takes too long to take the train, so I'm a little tired."

Song Xinyou suddenly realized, and then patted the other party's shoulder with concern: "I can see, the taste of speaking has changed."

There were many mistakes in what he said, so Zhao Qingyu simply shouldn't answer, just smiled ambiguously.

Song Xinyou didn't see any clues, and she was still talking: "Let's go to dinner, my sister treats guests, and I'll cleanse you up."

Zhao Qingyu shook his head quickly: "No, no, I've stayed in the train for too long, I don't have much appetite, I'm just tired now, I want to wash up and sleep quickly."

Song Xinyou finally felt a little strange this time, looked up and down "Li Chuang" suspiciously for a long time, frowned and muttered: "It's not your style, isn't your motto always saying that you don't eat hard and your brain has problems?"

Zhao Qingyu tried his best to recall Li Chuang's speaking style, and said like a cat like a tiger, "Isn't it sublimated after two days of nurturing in the capital?"

Song Xinyou was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and affectionately nudged Zhao Qingyu twice with her elbow: "Yes, this sublimation is good, keep it up."

Zhao Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but nodded hurriedly on his face.

"Stupid," Song Xinyou said jokingly, putting his arms around Zhao Qingyu's naturally, "Let's go, my sister will escort you back to bed."

Zhao Qingyu liked this proposal very much, although the unique body fragrance of a young girl made him stiff, but compared to the bright future of "finally we can find a dormitory", this is not so unbearable.

Along the way, Song Xinyou was still chattering, such as why didn't you answer my text messages, why didn't you answer my phone calls, how fun is Beijing, etc. Zhao Qingyu had a hearty set of words, so before he even got to the dormitory, he probably could. Confirm the girl's identity.However, Zhao Qingyu was still confused about the relationship between her and Li Chuang. He said that they were ordinary friends and had too much intimacy, but this intimacy was subtly different from lovers.

Hearing that Zhao Qingyu had lost his mobile phone, Song Xinyou scolded several times, "You don't have a brain." Only then did Zhao Qingyu realize that losing his mobile phone was not a precedent for him. Li Chuang's predecessors had opened up a broad road ahead, and he just lost his mobile phone. That Nokia is already the third mobile phone that Li Chuang bought from the second-hand market.

"Don't forget to go to the business hall to report the loss and replace the card tomorrow." Song Xinyou was almost obedient.

Zhao Qingyu listened, but he didn't take it very seriously. In his opinion, tomorrow is another unknown, maybe it will come back, so he refused to think deeply about the future, and lived in the present as much as possible, such as turning his head nine times. Thinking hard at Shibawan——How much is Li Chuang's dormitory?

"OK, arrived safely."

Song Xinyou stopped in front of a building, and Zhao Qingyu had a clue in his mind.

"Send the Buddha to the west," Zhao Qingyu turned to Song Xinyou, and half-jokingly said, "You might as well send me to the door of the dormitory."

Song Xinyou didn't take it seriously, and without thinking about it, she said, "Pull it down, don't push it too hard, Auntie, I don't have the desire to visit the men's dormitory, don't turn around and be fooled again."

Zhao Qingyu nodded seriously: "That's right, then you can watch downstairs. If the light in my room lights up twice, it means that I have indeed arrived safely."

Song Xinyou frowned slightly, and suddenly became vigilant: "Don't try to mess with me, if you keep turning off the light, then I'll have to stand all the time, I look up at you from the seventh floor, are you stupid?"

Zhao Qingyu raised the corners of his mouth contentedly.

Song Xinyou always felt that she was being calculated, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't lose anything or let the other party take advantage of it. When she was struggling, she heard "Li Chuang" say: "Okay, I won't joke with you, hurry up Go back and rest."

Song Xinyou turned around suspiciously, she couldn't tell, she just felt something was weird.After walking two steps and turning back, seeing "Li Chuang" was about to enter the building door, Song Xinyou suddenly shouted: "Hey, you said you wanted to bring me a present."

Zhao Qingyu paused, and quickly turned his head and smiled apologetically: "I'm so busy that I forgot, why don't you find time to treat you to a big meal?"

"You treat me like I know how to eat all day long, that's all right, hurry back." Song Xinyou waved her hands as if unintentionally, and then watched Zhao Qingyu's figure disappear at the building door.

After standing downstairs for a while, Song Xinyou raised her head and took a deep breath.It was a fine night, the moon, stars and even the clouds were clear and bright.

The dormitory building during the summer vacation is always very quiet. Most of the students have gone home, and there are almost no people in the corridors.Like a thief, Zhao Qingyu used a key to poke half of the bedroom on the seventh floor, and finally found the right door.As a result, before he had time to be happy, he was confused by the strong smell coming from the room.

Zhao Qingyu covered his nose and turned on the light, startled.The four upper and lower bunk beds are irregularly distributed in the house, the six bunks are suspected to be occupied, and the other two upper bunks are piled up with luggage, which is not well stacked. Unnamed parcels and sundries were randomly thrown on it, forming one highland after another, similar in shape to a random graveyard.

Zhao Qingyu gritted his teeth, held his breath, rushed inside and pushed open the window. When the cool wind came in, he realized that he had just kicked down a box of instant noodles in the middle of the floor in a hurry.

In the thick and cold smell of leftovers, Zhao Qingyu lowered his head, staring at a large piece of soup and oil stains in front of his shoes, in a daze.

Zhao Qingyu has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

Li Chuang's dormitory was slightly untidy.

Zhao Qingyu thought that he might be able to cut himself off slightly.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Qingyu finally tidied up the dormitory to look like a human being. His body, which was already exhausted on the train, couldn't even lift a finger at the moment.Finding a decent bed, he fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as he lay down.

A night without dreams.