Chapter 649

During the first half of the first semester of senior high school, Lu Zhengkang rented a room near Yonghang No. He enjoyed the feeling of walking in the cold and silent streets of the city at night.

However, in order to save money, he has already returned the house. Now the house has already been picked up by another buyer, so he can only go to the house near Guoyi high school, where Su Xiang is out of rent.

The little rich woman has always been the little rich woman. Lu Zhengkang rents a house in the first quarter, but she rents it directly for three years.

Su Xiangli's rental house is located on Nanshan Road, so they often nickname it Nanshan Dabie.

When someone comes out of the drink shop, he opens his mobile phone and pops up more than 40 email messages. It's all from Su Xiang. Besides, there are three phone calls and six video calls.

At that time, he felt a thump in his heart. Although I don't feel that I have done anything wrong, why is the omen so strong? Of course, it's right for him to turn off the phone for business, but if his girlfriend doesn't answer the phone, he has to walk around. And the most important thing is that he must keep this matter from Su Xiangli. Colonel Lin has already said that in the special period, and he also hinted that the capitulators were hiding around.

Su Xiang should not continue to be involved in this matter, Lu Zhengkang must try to hide from her. However, I am afraid it is very difficult because they are the same person.

It's 4:30 in the afternoon. Colonel Lin tells Lu Zhengkang the location of most of the safe houses in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. In the safe room, he can keep in touch with the eldest brother, and he is required to contact the organization at least once every three weeks.

The call of the organization may come at any time, and the trouble is that his body exchange with Sue may also happen at any time.

Exchanging bodies, a strange disease, brings them deep emotional communication and makes them more familiar with each other. However, the inconvenience it brings has made Lu Zhengkang very tired. If this is a super ability, maybe Lu Zhengkang would like to exchange bodies with others at any time. It's exciting and interesting to think about it.

Of course, there are instruments with such functions now. Lu Zhengkang thinks that many people have this idea. However, it is illegal to exchange any human consciousness in any form without approval. From this point of view, it is a legal act to refuse the spread of Zhimeng mode in China.

In a short time, all sorts of ideas are pouring out. Lu Zhengkang suddenly finds that he has not been able to get out of the hard thousand layer cake. In other words, the whole human society is a thousand layer cake, and it is getting harder and harder. But he is just a full sesame seed that has moved from the beginning of the century to the end of the century. He can't really get out of it until he is crushed It's embedded in the interlayer of the biscuit.

Ideology is a kind of grand narrative. When the narrative unfolds, it can make people, a social animal, willingly give everything. But when the story begins to unfold smoothly and even strides towards the dark end, it will only make people feel terrible and depressed.

Lu Zhengkang doesn't like and doesn't like to be a tool man, even if he will be very successful and become a man of virtue. He will make his relatives and friends admire him, and his younger generation will have endless reverie about his experience. He can help his family to complete the leap of class and achieve the most essential wishes of Chinese parents.

But tool man is tool man.

Lu Zhengkang had been a tool man in his last life, and he knew that it was not easy. He hopes that he and his future generations can get comprehensive and free development, make a living in the way he likes, and get the understanding of life in the exercise. Instead of being in a thousand layer cake, he is always worried, self oppressed, trapped in a terrible shadow from the top of his head, running for a living, and dare not give up any chance to make money, and be trapped by life, even if he is unfairly punished Treatment also dare not risk resistance, just because of the fear of unable to support the family.

He didn't like it, he said. He wanted to be a painter in the future, even if he was poor enough to wander on the street. People who dare not give up now have no future.

Just this time, he had to be a tool man, not to support his family

Lu Zhengkang squatted on the side of the road to call Su Xiangli back, looking up at the sparse Traffic Street. The bus and truck passed him at a less exciting speed, just like a garbage bag blown by the wind, lacking a little vitality. It's sunny in the morning. In the afternoon, I don't know when the clouds began to pile up. The sky in the northwest is lead gray, while in the East and south, the clouds are still very bright, and there are still some blue sky. The days are long in summer. Although it is evening, the light is still sufficient.

Lu looked at someone silently. When he was in a bad mood, he looked up at the sky. When the clouds were flowing, would he think about where he would go?

There was a piano ring from the speaker of the mobile phone. Su Xiangli connected the phone, but he didn't speak, and Lu Zhengkang didn't respond.

They talked for two minutes without saying a word.

Su Xiangli sits in the comfortable air-conditioned room in Dabieshan, Nanshan. The room is quiet, so she can hear the man's breathing clearly.

It's steady, and I sigh from time to time.Lu Zhengkang responded, "huh? Su Su, where is it? "

"Hum." Su Xiangli hung up.

"Still angry..." Lu Zhengkang covered his mouth and murmured to himself.

Before returning to Dabieshan, he went to the supermarket and picked out some vegetables and meat. He and Su Xiangli are the kind of people who can cook, so the refrigerator is often full, but after a mission, the luxurious freezer in Dabieshan has already been empty. After the family ran out of food, he and Su Xiangli lived on takeout these two days. At this stage, the screening of robots is over, and the middle and low-end labor market is once again filled with intelligent machines, so naturally, the machines are responsible for the delivery work, which does not make the two children hungry.

Back in the rental room, no light, very quiet.

Lu Zhengkang appreciated the silence for a while, so that he stood for a long time in the porch, watching the light orange sunset glow projected from the window, the light spot fainted on the floor, and the window screen flicked gently, forming a dim shadow in the light spot.

Su Xiangli pushes open the bedroom door and sees him standing at the door with a bag. He can't help but feel helpless.

"Do you know how to come back? Why didn't you go to class in the afternoon? "

Lu Zhengkang suddenly giggled, "skipping class."

"Then why don't I answer the phone?" Su Xiang left and took the heavy shopping bag in his hand, "what would you like to eat at night?"

"I'm silent. I'll cook. You go and have a rest."

Lu Zhengkang went through the living room and came to the open kitchen. He opened the curtain. The wind was not warm in the evening, and it was even slightly cool on him. He turned on the tap to wash the food. The room was still quiet, only the sound of water. Lu Zhengkang's back was still silent, and a narrow shadow moved to Su Xiangli's feet.

She silently went to Lu Zhengkang, turned her back, and looked at her shadow and his shadow, close to each other, overlapping.

"You're hiding something from me."

Lu Zhengkang continued to giggle, "do you have one?"

"No?"

“…… Well Lu Zhengkang really doesn't want to lie to her.

"That's good."