phantom hand

Han Mukun's serial calls after drinking kept Li Chuang up all night.After turning off the phone, Li Chuang stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.Moonlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, making the room cold and white.

The next day when he was going to give a lecture at school, Li Chuang was top-heavy as if he was stepping on cotton. If he hadn't taken a nap in the small room of the hotel in front of the school at noon, he might have fallen on the sacred podium.

Of course, a story that might become a good story was nipped in the bud.

Li Chuang didn't know what Han Mukun meant by calling, but he didn't want to talk to him anymore.No matter how open-minded he thinks he is, every time this man is involved, he will still be confused.It seems that that person is deeply ingrained in my heart, no matter how you burn it, no matter how thoroughly you burn it, when the wind blows, it will scramble to be born again.

It can't be cleaned.

It was a windy day, and it was the first time since autumn that Shencheng dropped in temperature.The wind blows the fallen leaves, and no matter how hard the sanitation workers try, they can't clean them up.It was as if the leaves had fallen from the sky without end.

Li Chuang didn't listen to the weather forecast, so he was dressed a little lightly. He stood up on the playground for most of his physical education class and sneezed several times.Later, the physical education teacher couldn't stand it anymore, so he borrowed a sportswear for him, so he could barely bear it.

I don’t know what the school leaders think, or what the physical education team thinks. Recently, the physical education class has nothing to do but teach the children to dance pa la pa la dance. Just like Cecilia Cheung and Aaron Kwok in the movie, it seems to be changed simply. A little bit, and then Li Chuang took on the important task of correcting the children's dancing posture after exhausting his efforts to decline the task of leading the dancer.

When Han Mukun called, Li Chuang was enjoying his duties.

"Wang Lele, straighten your arms—"

"Tan Tianqi, keep up with the rhythm—"

"Kangxi, why do you always move in the opposite direction of others—"

The mobile phone flickered alone in the drawer, silent, no vibration, only a weak, almost pathetic light.

When Li Chuang found out that Han Mukun missed the call, it was already two hours later.

If he hadn't opened the drawer to find the pen, maybe he still wouldn't have found it.

At that time, there were not only missed calls on the phone, but also a text message. Like countless patients who bought new medicines, Li Chuang opened it with the mentality of trying it out. He only said one sentence - I want to see you, I am at the school gate.

Li Chuang understood the nine words for a long time.

But he doesn't care, it's already two hours late, so why not be later?

Han Mukun's words were incomplete, with both the subject, the verb and the guest, but lacked specific information.School gate?Which school gate?Shenzhen?That's unless he's insane.Shenyang?Well, this may be more serious than brain damage.

Sherlock Holmes said that if you take away all the impossible, what remains, however improbable, is the answer.When these words entered his mind, Li Chuang felt a deep panic.

He wasn't sure if Han Mukun was still waiting, of course he thought it was more likely to leave.But in order to avoid making people think that he was petty and even hid himself, after thinking twice, Li Chuang still typed the reply - I'm not at school.

Although this statement still seemed like an excuse, because it was indeed true, Li Chuang was extremely calm.

Three seconds later, the sending report returned, which meant that the text messages had arrived on Han Mukun's phone. Of course, whether they were read or not was beyond Li Chuang's control.

At five o'clock in the evening, Li Chuang got off work on time.

At six o'clock in the evening, Li Chuang got off the bus two stops earlier when he was about to arrive home.

At seven o'clock in the evening, because there was no change to find, Li Chuang directly gave 50 yuan to the taxi driver, and then stood alone at the school gate in a daze.

Han Mukun is not brain-dead, Li Chuang can't help but look at the fallen leaves all over the ground, he is the brain-dead.

Just as Li Chuang turned to go back, the harsh car horn sounded suddenly.Li Chuang followed the sound and looked over. Although the taxi was broken, the headlights were so bright that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Then Han Mukun got out of the car, wearing a thin woolen coat, he couldn't tell if he was fat or thin.

Li Chuang just stood there, his feet seemed to have taken root, but he couldn't move when he wanted to.This is a very magical scene. People who thought it was absolutely impossible to appear appeared out of thin air, as if some kind of distortion had occurred in the two spaces.Yes, even though he has come here now, Li Chuang is still skeptical from the bottom of his heart, as if he came here just to verify his judgment.

But Han Mukun really showed up.

That shabby cab was like Cinderella's pumpkin cart.

Han Mukun couldn't describe how he felt right now.He only knew this place, and he could only find this place. He stayed in the taxi for nearly seven hours, and he almost gave up hope of seeing the boy.The reason why he didn't allow the driver to leave was just to cling to that little bit of luck.

Yet he won the bet.

The boy is still the same as before, stubborn and soft-hearted.

Li Chuang spoke first.He didn't ask why Han Mukun came here, he asked: "How are you doing?"

Han Mukun was a little excited, his hoarse voice trembling imperceptibly: "Not good."

Han Mukun suddenly wanted to hug Li Chuang.

Li Chuang smiled: "I feel at ease knowing that you are not doing well."

The night was slightly cool, and Han Mukun awkwardly stopped in mid-air with his arms, which was a little funny.

Li Chuang was stung by the man's expression and almost gave up.But in the end, he just took a deep breath.

Running over was caused by impulse, but the moment he saw the man, Li Chuang regretted it.So now he has to try to calm himself down, then fasten his armor and become a fully armed warrior again.

"The so-called threshold is a door if you pass it, and a threshold if you can't pass it." Li Chuangping looked into Han Mukun's eyes and said word by word, "If you can't pass it, don't compete with yourself."

Han Mukun was slightly stunned, and moved his lips for a long time before making a sound: "Then why are you still here?"

Li Chuang stared at him for a long time before saying, "I came here to tell you this."

Han Mukun narrowed his eyes slightly, and had nothing to say.Li Chuang's every word was like a knife, which cut him in pain.Han Mukun had never experienced such pain before, the pain made his chest suddenly tighten, and the pain made him unable to breathe.

It was windy again.

The leaves rustle when the wind blows, and the night becomes more and more desolate.

"You go back," Li Chuang said suddenly, "Such a big deal, I can't do it without you."

Han Mukun looked at him: "You know what I'm here for, so let me go back?"

Li Chuang shrugged and pursed his lips slightly: "No matter what you come here for, it's a waste of time. Time is money. Don't businessmen always do business at a loss?"

Han Mukun heard the sarcasm in those words, but he had no choice but to go around and change the subject: "You don't live in school?"

It is irrelevant, so Li Chuang said honestly: "Well, I am doing an internship in junior high school, and I live closer to my home."

Han Mukun lowered his head slightly, and his shadow stretched by the streetlights stretched all the way to Li Chuang's feet, as if he had been stepped on.He remembered that Li Chuang said before that he would go to Shenzhen for an internship, so even though he didn't contact Li Chuang that month, he still went to the company's personnel department to say hello.He was actually prepared for everything except mentally.

And now, it seems that the psychological can too.

He knew that Li Chuang was angry about what happened before, and his behavior would make anyone angry, so he really wanted to say it once——

"right……"

"I'm sorry." Li Chuang stole Han Mukun's lines.

Of course, Li Chuang didn't do it on purpose, because Han Mukun and his cell phone spoke at almost the same time, and obviously, the latter was more shocking, so after saying sorry, he immediately went to the side to answer the phone.

Han Mukun maintained the "right" mouth shape and couldn't react for a while.It wasn't until Li Chuang's cadenced tone sounded that he came back to his senses slightly, and then wrapped his airtight thin coat tightly.

Li Chuang's phone call was from his tutor, and he praised his students for their excellent performance in the practice school.Although Li Chuang was very surprised at the time when the praise appeared, he still obediently accepted all the compliments and smiled brilliantly.

Finally, the instructor got to the point. He hoped that Li Chuang would give him a sample survey on sociology in the internship unit. The teachers and students were good samples. As expected, Li Chuang was not surprised, so he deserved it very simply. - It never hurts to have a good relationship with a mentor.

It took only 5 minutes to talk on the phone, but when Li Chuang came back, his face was more rosy and less gloomy.

Li Chuang lowered his head and stuffed the phone into his pocket, without looking at Han Mukun, he just asked, "By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

Han Mukun didn't answer, because he suddenly didn't know what to say.

He thought that he was not the only one suffering these days, he even rehearsed the whole journey on how to say the three words "I'm sorry", he wanted to work hard to accept this new boy, he was full of guilt and anxiety... But For just a moment, he was confused.

It turns out that everyone is having a good time.

Before waiting for an answer, Li Chuang looked up in confusion, only to see that there was no expression on the man's face, but there seemed to be a trace of sadness in his whole body.

The heart began to hurt again when he was disobedient. Li Chuang forced himself not to think too much. He said to himself, you see Han Mukun is feeling uncomfortable now. It’s because he didn’t expect to be rejected when he rushed over. He was not sad, but embarrassing. You When he can really accept the status quo?He just hasn't gotten used to the disappearance of Li Chuang. When he gets used to it, can he talk to you?His mother slapped his ass and left.

"It's okay, you think about it slowly here," another taxi brought students to the school gate, Li Chuang waved, and the next second, the car came in front of him, "But I have to go back first, bye After speaking, Li Chuang opened the door and got into the car without waiting for Han Mukun to speak.

The driver kicked the accelerator, and the car accelerated evenly and drove forward.

Li Chuang ordered himself not to look back, but in the end, he still couldn't hold back.

At that time, the car had already driven a long distance, and Han Mukun's facial features and even his outline were blurred. The only thing Li Chuang could be sure of was that the figure had not moved, and he stood there in the same posture as when he left, with his back straight, as if he was standing there without a trace. The temperature statue is a little bit cold in the moonlight.