After the fog, I became a birdman

The next day, Su Qing slept until noon. When the alarm clock rang, he subconsciously turned it off and got up yawning. A few seconds later, he was surprised to find that he was not awakened by the pain.

Su Qing subconsciously reached out to touch the bulge, there was a sudden movement, the clothes on the back were ripped, and the whole person flew to the ceiling and bumped his head, which made him get goosebumps all over his body, and a suppressed moan came from his throat scream.

With a bang, he fell back on the bed.

"Cough cough." Su Qing was so frightened that he coughed, and his heart ached. He quickly lay down on the bed and took a deep breath while coughing. He slowly let himself relax, took a pill, and finally recovered slowly.

Su Qing was a little frightened, and cautiously reached into the clothes to touch the bulge, only felt a piece of soft fluff, which seemed to be some kind of fluff, his face turned pale with fright, the next moment, there was another movement, and people flew away again. to the ceiling.

Just now he was dizzy from the impact, Su Qing hurriedly used his hands to protect his head, his finger joints hurt and he fell back.

That is to say, after two bumps, Su Qing probably knew what was growing on his back.

"Looks like... it's wings?"

Su Qing stared wide-eyed in disbelief, ran to the bathroom and took off his clothes to look at his back, only to see a pair of small white wings that were only half the size of his palm standing quietly on his back, looking fluffy.

He tentatively touched the wings, grabbed the heels of the wings, and shook his whole body sensitively, and the little wings also shook slightly.

"what!"

Su Qing hurriedly protected his head, bumped it again, and fell to the floor, this is not a bed, his eyes went dark, and it took him a while to react.

Because the bathroom was relatively dark, when he flew up just now, he could clearly see the white streamer of light on the tips of the wings when the wings were shaking.

It's like glitter powder, twinkling and twinkling, very beautiful, just like the little angel wings in comics.

Su Qing felt as if in a dream, grabbed the washbasin and got up, coughed twice, seeing that the wings were still moving, shouted in shock: "Don't move!"

His whole body jumped because of the small movement of the little wing, but fortunately the wing was still under his control, so to be honest, he didn't fly to the ceiling, and finally kept his head and hands.

Su Qing got dressed in a trance, very puzzled, isn't he a human?How did you become a birdman?

He thought of the two-headed snake in the hospital again, and somehow he thought of the word variation.

His appetite has increased, and he has a pair of small wings, isn't it just a mutation?

Then, is he still a human being?

Su Qing sat on the bed and stared blankly for a long time. When he heard the doorbell ring, he came back to his senses, accepted his own mutation resignedly, gritted his teeth and murmured softly: "A birdman is a birdman, as long as he can live."

This world is becoming more and more strange, maybe it is a good thing for him to become a bird man.

Su Qing sorted out his emotions, put on his coat and went out, seeing the wings standing up and the coat bulging, he put it away subconsciously.

"Ah! Stop, stop!"

Su Qing bounced around on the spot several times, shouting and coughing, and finally mastered the technique a little bit, put the little wings away, and stuck them to his back obediently, even when he put on his coat, he couldn't see it.

He took out the bag containing the lunch box, walked to the door and opened the door, smiled at Qi Jiang with a trace of exhaustion on his face: "Brother Jiang, your meal."

Holding the list, Qi Jiang was a little surprised: "Isn't there no call? How come the meal is ready?"

Su Qing blinked: "Ah, because I have an alcohol stove at home."

Qi Jiang didn't doubt it. When he took the bag, he found that Su Qing's knuckles were injured, bruised and purple, and the skin was a little bit broken. He was so scared that he took it over and looked at it: "What's wrong with your hand..."

Su Qing withdrew his hand subconsciously, smiled uncomfortably, the small wings on his back trembled slightly, and his clothes were not torn, but he jumped up in fright.

"You..." Qi Jiang was also taken aback by his big reaction, taking a step back to express his harmlessness, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

He didn't think much about it just now, and he did it subconsciously, but he forgot that Su Qing has a cold temper, and he definitely wouldn't like others to touch him casually.

Su Qing forced a smile: "I'm sorry Brother Jiang, I'm not used to being touched by others."

"Why did your hand hurt? Did you fall because your heart felt uncomfortable?" Qi Jiang looked at Su Qing's hand, and when he remembered the scene where Su Qing fell in the elevator last year, he was afraid for a while, "I'll take you to the hospital for a look." .”

"I..." Su Qing shook her head and found an excuse, "I climbed up the mountain in the morning and couldn't get up and down the cabinet. I accidentally fell when I was carrying it down."

Qi Jiang felt light in his heart, was the fall so heavy?

Qi Jiang subconsciously didn't believe it, but Su Qing said so, so he could only believe it, and didn't study it carefully: "Next time this kind of thing just come and call me, you are not in good health, don't toss yourself, now the equipment in the hospital There are good times and bad times, you should pay more attention to yourself and don’t push yourself, if you feel uncomfortable, just call me.”

He paused for a moment, thinking that this was not safe: "I'll get you a pager in a couple of days. If the phone doesn't work, just call me and I'll take you to the hospital."

Su Qing pursed her lips and lowered her head guiltily: "Okay, thank you Brother Jiang."

Qi Jiang knew that Su Qing could take good care of himself, but he was still worried: "Have you prepared the medicine at home? Do you need my contact person to stock up?"

Su Qing smiled and shook her head: "I bought it before."

These medicines are life-saving medicines for Su Qing, so naturally he will not miss them.

Qi Jiang nodded reassuringly: "By the way, I came here to tell you that the toilet water you wanted to buy is gone, what do you want to replace it with?"

Su Qing also stocked up on toilet water. It seemed that there were all kinds of extreme weather in his dream, so he prepared a copy of all the things he needed in four seasons.

But it’s okay if the toilet water is gone, he changed it casually: “Then you can get me some sunscreen or something, and mosquito coils are also fine.”

"Okay." Qi Jiang kept it in his heart, "Then you go back first, I'm going out, I may come back late at night, I will wash the lunch box, and I will call you when all the goods arrive tomorrow."

"Okay, then be careful when you go out."

Qi Jiang walked towards the elevator: "Remember to put medicine on your hands, so don't cook, I'll eat outside."

Su Qing just had a faint smile on his face and didn't say yes, seeing him get into the elevator before closing the door, he was greatly relieved.

"Fortunately, Brother Jiang didn't notice."

He jumped in front of others, and he was almost scared to death, but luckily he didn't fly, so he could fool him.

Su Qing went to apply medicine to his hands. It was impossible to cook today, so he put on work gloves and started cleaning.

At this moment, the electricity has not yet arrived, and he has no way to store water. After spraying the house with disinfectant, Su Qing spreads a floor of sponge mats and a carpet in the house, and puts away the furniture in the house so as not to worry about it. hit.

Then he closed the curtains, locked Shanshan in a cage so that he would not be crushed by himself, took off his coat and began to practice flying.

There is no way to deal with the ceiling, but he had stockpiled some hard hats and put them on his head, practicing flying at home.

Although the wings are small, they can bring Su Qing up with a light movement, and the speed is extremely fast, but it is not easy to play at home, so he doesn't know how much the limit is.

But there is a fatal thing, because he is not in good health, so he is tired after flying for 10 minutes. He is afraid of affecting his heart, so he dare not hold on, and stops to rest when he feels tired.

After two o'clock, the water and electricity came. He went to turn on the tap and continued to practice. After one afternoon, the results were remarkable. He was finally able to control his wings, instead of jumping up when he was startled.

The wings are just like his hands, there is no loss of control, even if he is holding the wings, he does not have the sensitive feeling at the beginning.

After a while, V Letter pushed a message reminding him that the registration time was approaching.

Su Qing remembered that he was going to have a physical examination in the afternoon, and looking at the little wings behind him, he silently canceled the registration.

He's not going to go out, it's good to have wings, so which human doesn't want to fly?

Not to mention, he didn't feel out of breath after practicing all afternoon, and his body was obviously much better. Even if there was a pit in front of him, it was a huge temptation for him.

Since he was a child, he wanted to be able to run and jump like a normal person. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he doesn't want to "cure" the disease and get rid of it.

Probably because he exercised a lot in the afternoon, Su Qing was hungry after five o'clock, and he ate a few big bowls of rice and a few big dishes, and felt that his energy had recovered a little.

Hungry when full, Su Qing turned off the faucets of the two houses, flying around the living room to digest food like a child getting a new toy, Shan Shan in the cage meowed, seemingly surprised.

Su Qing took off his safety helmet, opened the cage and carried Shan Shan out, couldn't help laughing, his eyes became crescent moons: "Let's go, let's go to rest."

"Meow?" Shan Shan stood on his shoulders, stretching out his claws to grab the little wings behind him.

Su Qing hugged Shanshan back: "Don't touch it."

The wings look cute, and they can even tear off his clothes when they move, so it won't hurt him, but it's not necessarily the case for others.

Su Qing hugged Shanshan back to sleep, but he was thinking about whether he should change his clothes again.

Otherwise, no matter how many clothes he bought, he would have to tear them up. Even if he only tore a slit so that the wings could come out, the clothes would still be damaged.

"It would be great if the wings could be retracted into the body." Su Qingslept on the bed and said greedily.

The little wings moved a bit, but did not fly him up, but flashed with light, and seemed to disappear for a moment, but the time was too short, or the energy was not enough, so it was not taken back into the body in the end.

Su Qing didn't realize that this happened, he fell asleep quickly and practiced flying all afternoon, although he didn't feel how tired he was, in fact he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

Before he knew it, the faint poisonous fog of death outside, or the dark matter in the fog crept in through the gap of the slightly opened window, slowly entered his body, and finally reached his heart.

If he could see inside his body, he would find that his frail heart was surrounded by a thin layer of barriers made of dark matter. Every time he beat, he would absorb part of the dark matter and convert it into nutrients for his whole body. Half of it entered the body. In the wings behind him.

Shan Shan, who was sleeping in his arms, meowed, seemed to be affected by some kind of influence, and fell into a deep sleep.

Qi Jiang came home after six o'clock in the evening. The elevator stopped. He came up from the stairs and carried two bags of rice home. When he came out, he leaned against the door and took a few breaths before going downstairs.

These are the materials Su Qing bought. He will definitely not be able to finish the move tonight, so he can only put it in his own house first, and it should be almost done in the morning tomorrow.

There are not many other things, the firewood is the most tiring, but he still has this strength, it just takes a little time.

At 11:30 in the evening, Qi Jiang saw that the poisonous fog of death was approaching, so he went home and closed the door to take a shower and sleep.