Chen Jia's Cheng Zheng love

Chen Jia only felt that his whole body became very light, then slowly floated up, and fell heavily again.

"Boom"!

Chen Jia woke up from fright.

Dazedly, he raised his head and looked, it turned out that when he was sleeping, his leg accidentally swept the empty wine bottle on the sofa.

His head still hurt, Chen Jia snorted and fell back on the sofa.

But for some reason, the pajamas gradually fell off, and Chen Jia always felt that something was wrong there.

He closed his eyes and fumbled for the phone in his pocket, but couldn't find it.

"Ugh."

A little irritable and helpless, Chen Jia opened his eyes and saw a black head in front of him.

There was no light in the room, and it was a little dark, but Chen Jia reckoned that it might not be too early, so he prepared to wake Chen Zheng up. He had no class in the morning, but he still needed military training.

"Chen Zheng, get up."

Chen Jia patted Chen Zheng's head lightly, and he sat up slowly, his body still swaying a little. Chen Jia covered his head, looking at the table full of empty bottles and the juniors lying still, feeling a little annoyed.

Obviously, I am distressed, so there is no need to hit someone.

And if I remember correctly, he said it was his birthday last night.

He didn't even have a cake for his birthday, didn't celebrate him, and drank all the wine.

Thinking of this, Chen Jia felt a little guilty, and gently pushed the person on the sofa.

"Hey, it's time to wake up, you don't have military training today."

As Chen Jia spoke, the more he felt something was wrong, he coughed deliberately.

Why do you think the voice has changed?

Chen Jia thought it was because the air conditioner had been turned on all night, and he was a little cold, but it didn't make sense for it to become like this, the sound was too clean.

Then he got up to turn on the light, and something was wrong again.

This height is wrong.

Depressedly turning on the light, Chen Jia looked down and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The clothes on his body are not his own, a black letter T-shirt, dark denim pants, and black sneakers.

Isn't this Chen Zheng's outfit! ?

"Cough cough."

Chen Jia was startled, when he heard the sound of coughing, he turned his head to look, and suddenly had a ghostly expression.

In front of Chen Jia, the person sitting on the sofa and looking unconscious is actually himself?

"Senior, what time is it...?"

"Chen Jia" on the sofa opened his mouth, as if his throat was not feeling well, and coughed a few more times.

Chen Jia patted his face, it hurts, this is definitely not a dream.

It was all right now, Chen Jia's headache completely disappeared, and his drowsiness was gone. The weird coolness made his whole body tremble, as if someone had suddenly poured a basin of ice water over his head.

"Chen Zheng!"

Chen Jia suddenly yelled in horror.

"exist!"

Chen Zheng didn't expect Chen Jia to call him so loudly, so he responded reflexively. When he saw the person standing in front of him, he was stunned for a second, then his eyes slowly widened, and he was speechless with his mouth slightly open.

Chen Jia never thought that his single eyelid eyes would open so wide.

It took a while for Chen Zheng to come back to his senses, the expression on his face was no longer surprised, but instead began to reveal a joy that Chen Jia had never shown before.

"It's refreshing to see myself like this."

Chen Jia was speechless, what a strong mental capacity this is!

Chen Jia walked up to Chen Zheng, and patted his head, but after all, it was his own head, so Chen Jia was still gentle.

"Are you awake or not? How can you still laugh in our current situation?"

Chen Zheng calmed down and straightened his messy hair, looking up at Chen Jia unaccustomed.

"That is, our bodies have changed now?"

Chen Jia nodded, "It's a little troublesome."

As he spoke, Chen Jia took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and checked the time, it was past six o'clock.

Chen Jia suddenly didn't want to leave the KTV anymore.

When the two go out like this, they still look like Chen Jia and Chen Zheng on the outside, but inside they pretend to be completely different people. Who would believe this kind of thing?It is estimated that they will be regarded as neuropathy or delusional patients.

But why on earth is this happening?

Chen Jia frowned, carefully recalling what happened last night, but couldn't figure it out.

"Senior, what should we do?"

After Chen Zheng finished speaking, he coughed lightly again.

He probably had a cold, but even though it was the sound of a cold, Chen Jia still felt uncomfortable listening to it.

Chen Jia thought about it, and to be honest, he really didn't know what to do.

"Go back first, it's useless to stay here."

"Where are you going? Your dormitory, or my dormitory?"

Chen Jia who just got up was stunned.

The current Chen Jia definitely cannot go back to Chen Zheng’s original dormitory, and there is only one person in his own dormitory now, all the original roommates have moved out, and the current roommate is Chen Jia’s childhood friend, and the relationship is very close, Chen Jia thought No matter how much you pretend, you can't hide it from someone who has been with you for more than [-] years, even though that roommate is a bit dull.

So, it's better to tell him directly, and it's up to him whether you believe it or not.

"Go back to my dormitory." Chen Jia said.

Chen Zheng nodded.

The two went out of the KTV together, only to find that the sky outside was gloomy and raining heavily.

"This day, you shouldn't be doing military training."

Chen Zheng nodded and coughed again.

"wait."

After speaking, Chen Zheng ran to a supermarket not far away, bought two umbrellas, and handed one to Chen Zheng.

"My body, you took care of it."

Chen Zheng took the umbrella and replied that I got it.

Looking at Chen Jia, who had just gone to buy an umbrella in the rain and was mostly wet, Chen Zheng added, "You too."

"Ah."

Chen Jia chuckled lightly.

In fact, both of them knew it, but they didn't say it out loud, that is, what if they couldn't change it back?

Chen Jia asked Chen Zheng to wait at the side first, and then knocked on the people in the dormitory.

After knocking for a while, there was an indistinct grunt from inside.

Then the door opened, and a man with disheveled hair stood in the doorway, pinching his glasses with one hand and rubbing his eyes with the other.

"Who?"

The person who opened the door put on his glasses and saw that he did not recognize the person in front of him.

"Who are you looking for?" the man with glasses asked.

Chen Jia cast a glance at him, squeezed directly into the dormitory, and sat down on his own bed.

Then the man in glasses became anxious.

"Hey, who the hell are you? Don't just sit on someone else's bed. I'll be scolded if he comes back. If you have anything to say, just talk about it. Don't sit down, okay..."

The man with glasses knew that Chen Jia was obsessed with cleanliness, so he didn't allow anyone to sit on his own bed. Even if the man with glasses wanted to sit on it, he had to wash it clean and put on new clothes.

The person in front of him was still nagging, Chen Jia sighed.

"Agan."

When the eloquent eyed man heard this sentence, he immediately swallowed it back.

"How did you know my nickname? Who did you hear it from?"

The man with glasses thought, it shouldn't be, only Chen Jia knows this nickname now.

The man with glasses was originally named Zhu Qian. Because of irregular handwriting in elementary school, he was named by the teacher and pronounced Zhu Gan, and the whole class laughed.

This incident left a shadow in Zhu Qian's heart.

Later, when they were promoted to junior high school, Chen Jia and Zhu Qian went to a school in a neighboring city, and separated from their former classmates. Except Chen Jia, no one knew about it, so Chen Jia was the only one who liked Agan and Agan. Every time it reminds him of "Forrest Gump".

Chen Jia became a little impatient, and repeated the sentence while staring at the man with glasses.

"Agan, I'm Chen Jia."

The man with glasses laughed.

"Don't lie, you don't have the money to go for plastic surgery, and besides, you look good."

Chen Jia was helpless, knowing that his current appearance was not convincing, so he got up and opened the door.

"come in."

Then Ah Qian saw "Chen Jia" coming in from the door, saying that his name was "Chen Zheng."

Akane was confused.

"real or fake?"