In addition to the thumb, there are three phalanxes on the fingers from near to far, with two joints between them. Through these, you can roughly judge the skeleton and some fine living habits.

For example, the knuckles in the video are more prominent than Dou Sheng's proximal joints, especially the left index finger proximal joints. The owner of the hand mostly plays balls and has repeatedly contusted the same position.

Xie Lan observed Dou Sheng's hands many times, intentionally or unintentionally, and because they looked good, they were impressed. Dou Sheng's finger bones and joints were smooth and he looked like a young master.

He held the screen and repeatedly confirmed it, feeling that he couldn't make a mistake.

The door was suddenly knocked.

Talking, squeaking, very light and restrained.

Dou Sheng asked quietly outside the door, "Are you asleep?"

Xie Lan locked the screen of his phone, "No."

Dou Sheng opened the door and came in. His pajamas made a slight friction sound as he walked. He brought in a little light and stood in the darkness in front of Xie Lan's bed with his chubby mug.

"Cocoa milk, wake up, drink it?"

Xie Lan didn't understand what it means to wake up from the spirit for a moment, "Ah?"

"What?" Dou Sheng put the cup into his hand, and did not leave immediately, looking at him with his eyes down.

It's like waiting for him to take a sip.

Xie Lan was stunned for a while before he could do so.

The soft sweetness slid into the esophagus coldly along the throat.

Dou Sheng suddenly said softly, "I just didn't react. Your dream shouldn't be that kind of terrifying dream. It's not easy to touch the hair, so someone must accompany you later."

Xie Lan looked up in shock.

After a moment, he understood and subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek.

"No marks." Dou Sheng said again, "Just just now, my eyes were a little red, but now it's gone."

"oh."

Xie Lan lowered her head and held the cup, and took another sip.

After waking up from the nightmare, his mind was a little slow. He thought about the dream just now, and then he remembered the hand in the video.

hand.

Xie Lan suddenly said, "Can you lend me your hand?"

"Hmm?" Dou Sheng was slightly stunned, his fingers hanging on one side of his body curled up unconsciously, "Let me lend you your hand?"

Xie Lan nodded, "Let's take a look."

Dou Sheng hesitated for a moment before reaching out. Xie Lan sat on the bed, grabbed his fingertips and pulled them to him, then grabbed his fingertips downwards, allowing the joints at the base of the finger to protrude slightly and the palms to arch naturally.

It looks so good, he couldn't help but sigh again.

But unfortunately, it's not the one in the video.

Dou Sheng said with a little hesitation: "If you think it will be very uncomfortable to stay by yourself..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was thrown away by Xie Lan.

He threw it off guard and threw his hands away as if he threw away his phone casually.

Dou Sheng was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"Not much." Xie Lan collapsed her face and poured back to the bed, and a loud bang.

Dou Sheng looked incredible and reached out to his forehead, "The air conditioner is so cold, are you catching a cold?"

Xie Lan's voice was colder than the air conditioner, "Hold it away with your hands."

Dou Sheng said, "I'm quite tempered." He withdrew his hand, "What do you think of my hand?"

Xie Lan was silent, and after a long time, he said, "I am used to playing the violin. I just look at people and hands."

"Oh." Dou Sheng muttered: "I almost forgot, what piano did you learn?"

"violin."

When he was speechless, Dou Sheng seemed a little stunned. He turned around and looked at the corner of the wall, where Xie Lan's piano box stood.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but his mood suddenly seemed to rise a little, “How about it?”

Xie Lan was just perfunctory and perfunctory, "It's pretty good."

"Really?" Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows, "I haven't heard you pull it."

"It's been a long time since I was pulled." Xie Lan said depressedly, "It's about one or two years."

"..." Dou Sheng's smile slowly disappeared, "I think you are teasing me and leaving."

"Um."

Xie Lan's mind was full of videos.

Dou Sheng is not MR.X. There are two possibilities: either he and MR.X don’t know each other, but they just happen to know that there is this person in the food area. Or they are very familiar with him, and MR.X helped him perform this drama.

The latter is more likely.

Xie Lan opened his phone and clicked on the MR.X's follower list.

This 150W fan big UP actually followed more than 600 people.

It's ridiculous.

The colorful avatar was a headache. He frowned and pulled down, and suddenly heard a WeChat message sound outside the crack of the door.

Immediately afterwards, the screen in my hand shocked and a notification popped up from the top of the screen.

——Yu Fei posted a voice in their small group "Eat, sleep, and hit Doudou".

"There is no sleep! Yangcao Lane, Jianghu is urgent!!" Yu Fei's voice was played outside the door, a little panting and panting, the noise floor was the whistling sound of the wind.

When it came to Yangchan Lane, there was nothing good, Xie Lan immediately sat up.

Dou Sheng dialed directly outside the door.

"Catched?"

"Catched!" Yu Fei ran and panted, "I squatted for three days and finally showed up!"

Xie Lan had already guessed who they were going to catch. Three days ago, it happened to be blocked in the alley.

Yu Fei's voice was a little hoarse, "Come on, I'll chase him into Yangchan Lane, I must not let him go this time!"

"Wait for us." Dou Sheng hung up the phone decisively.

Xie Lan opened the door and was about to speak, Dou Sheng said, "Anyway, I can't sleep, so I'll go out for a walk with you?"

Xie Lan was stunned, "Where is your face?"

I clearly wanted to pull him to fight, how could I say such words with confidence?

It's ridiculous.

Dou Sheng laughed, "Aren't you afraid that you will dream again? Besides, I promised my mother to bring you into campus life."

He turned back to the room, "Change clothes quickly."

Xie Lan: "..."

It seems that you want to bring me into the life of the Youth Control Institute.

But Xie Lan still put on his clothes and followed him out. After all, Yu Fei and the others were already considered his friends in the new school.

Dou Sheng doesn't count, he is just a "big cat" who loves to slap people.

Sooner or later, the kind of person who will be scratched to death by the two cats.

He tiptoed past Zhao Wenfeng's bedroom on the first floor, quietly changed his shoes, slipped out of the door, and gently pushed the door into the lock core.

The two of them let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

Xie Lan lowered his head and saw that Dou Sheng had a gopro tied on his forearm, frowned and said, "What are you doing with him?"

"Record a documentary," said Dou Sheng, "I will always use it later."

Xie Lan was a little confused, "What's the purpose?" Show the police uncle the whole fight.

"Just wait and stand far away and watch." Dou Sheng pressed the elevator, "The enemy is very fierce and arrogant. Zuan comes, don't hurt you by mistake."

Xie Lan asked, "Where is Zuan?"

"A place with simple folk customs."

On the way, Dou Sheng and Yu Fei checked the specific location in the group, while Xie Lan looked out the window and thought about the matter on Station B.

Now we cannot force confront people on the spot. Not only will we be rejected, but we may also delete the "evidence" by Dou Sheng. It is best to find a way to find out his ID and see what he is doing first.

If there is really a ghost, there is no nonsense, and the fight will be over.

Xie Lan glanced at Dou Sheng and clicked on MR.X's follower list.

The general direction should be no mistake. If you choose a yellow V under the avatar, girls will skip it or skip it in the food area. Dou Sheng is unlikely to find a substitute in the UP in the same area. The risk is too great. If you look at the number of fans directly, just take a look at it with more than one million, especially the key scans of about one million.
To be continued...