During the first half of the first semester of high school, Lu Zhengkang rented a house near Yonghang No. 1 Middle School. The straight-line distance from the school gate was only 300 meters. After attending evening self-study, he could still walk back. He enjoyed this period very much.
The feeling of walking on the cold and silent streets of the city at night.
However, in order to save money, he had already returned the house. Now that this house had already been chosen by another buyer, he could only go to the house Su Xiangli rented near the Guoyi Middle School.
The little rich woman has always been the little rich woman. Lu Zhengkang rents a house for one quarter, but she rents it directly for three years.
Su Xiangli's rental house was located on Nanshan Road, so they often jokingly called the house Nanshan Dabieye.
When Mr. Lu came out of the beverage shop and turned on his mobile phone, more than 40 email messages popped up. They were all sent by Su Xiangli. In addition, there were three phone calls and six video calls.
At that time, his heart skipped a beat. Although he felt that he had done nothing wrong, why was the ominous omen so strong? Of course, it was right for him to turn off his phone for business, but if his girlfriend didn't answer her phone, he would have to keep it.
Go. And the most important thing is that he must hide this matter from Su Xiangli. Colonel Lin has already said that it is a special period, and he also hinted that the capitulationists are hiding around.
Su Xiangli should not be further involved in this matter, and Lu Zhengkang must find a way to hide it from her. However, considering that they are the same person, this may be difficult.
It was now 4:30 in the afternoon. Colonel Lin told Lu Zhengkang the locations of most of the safe houses in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. In the safe houses, he could keep in touch with Big Brother, and he was required to contact the organization at least once every three weeks.
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The organization's call may come at any time, and the trouble is, the body swap incident between him and Su may also happen at any time.
Swapping bodies, this strange disease brought them emotional communication that goes deep into their souls, and indeed made them more familiar with each other, but the inconvenience it brought has made Lu Zhengkang very tired. If this is a super power, maybe Lu Zhengkang will
I like it very much. I can swap bodies with others at any time. It’s exciting and exciting just thinking about it.
Of course, there are already instruments with this kind of function. Lu Zhengkang probably has this idea among many people. However, it is illegal to exchange any human consciousness in any form without approval. From this perspective,
In other words, rejecting the spread of the smart alliance model in the country is actually an act of upholding the law.
Thousands of thoughts came out in a short period of time, and Lu Zhengkang suddenly realized that he still couldn't get out of that hard thousand-layer cake. In other words, the entire human society is just a piece of thousand-layer cake, and it is becoming more and more complicated.
It's hard, and it's just a plump sesame seed that accidentally fast-forwarded from the beginning of the century to the end of the century. It can't really be embedded in the sandwich of the biscuit until it is pressed and becomes crispy and shriveled.
Ideology is a very grand narrative. When the narrative unfolds, it can make people, social animals, willingly dedicate everything. However, when the story begins to unfold unremarkably, it even reaches a dark ending.
When running in big strides, it will only make people feel scary and depressing.
Lu Zhengkang doesn't like to be a tool, even if he will be very successful because of it, he will become a master, his relatives and friends will be amazed when he mentions him, and the younger generations will have unlimited reveries about his experience.
, he can help the family complete the leap of class in one generation and realize the most essential wish of Chinese-style parents.
But tool people are tool people.
Lu Zhengkang had been a tool man in his previous life and knew how uncomfortable it felt. He hoped that he and his descendants could develop comprehensively and freely, make a living in the way he liked, and gain insights into life through exercise, rather than
In a piece of puff pastry
, worried all day long, self-oppressed, trapped in a terrifying shadow from above, running for a living, not daring to give up any opportunity to make money, trapped in life, even if treated unfairly, not daring to risk resistance, just because of fear of being unable to
Support your family.
He didn't like it. He said that he would be a painter in the future, even if he was poor enough to wander on the streets. Those who dare not give up on the present have no future.
It's just that this time, he had to be this tool man, not to support his family...
Lu Zhengkang squatted on the side of the road to answer Su Xiangli's call, looking up at the sparsely trafficked street. Buses and trucks drove past him at an uninspiring speed, like garbage bags blown by the wind.
It seems like it lacks some vitality. The weather is also like this, it’s still sunny in the morning
The sun was bright, but in the afternoon, I don’t know when the clouds began to accumulate. The sky in the northwest became leaden gray, while in the east and south, the clouds were still very white, and there was still some blue sky. In summer, the days are long,
Although it was evening at this time, there was still enough light.
Mr. Lu watched silently. When he was in a bad mood, he would look up at the sky. When the clouds were floating, would he wonder where he was going?
The ringtone of piano music came from the speaker of the mobile phone. Su Xiangli answered the call, but did not speak, and Lu Zhengkang did not respond.
They talked on the phone without saying a word for two minutes.
Su Xiangli was sitting in a comfortable air-conditioned room in Dabieye, Nanshan. The room was quiet, and she could clearly hear the man's breathing.
Very calm, sighing slightly from time to time.
Lu Zhengkang reacted, "Huh? Susu, where are you?"
"Humph." Su Xiangli hung up the phone.
"I'm still angry..." Lu Zhengkang covered his mouth and muttered to himself in a muffled voice.
Before returning to Nanshan Dabieye, he went to the supermarket and picked out some vegetables and meat. He and Su Xiangli were both people who knew how to cook, so the refrigerator was always full, but once
After the mission, the luxury freezer in Nanshan Dabieye was already empty.
After the family ran out of food, he and Su Xiangli had been eating takeout for the past two days. At this stage, the screening of robots has ended, and the middle and low-end labor market has once again been filled with intelligent machines, so the work of delivering food is naturally still done by machines.
, so that the two children did not go hungry.
When I returned to the rental house, the lights were not turned on and it was very quiet.
Lu Zhengkang admired the silence for a while, so much so that he stood in the entrance hall for a long time, watching the light orange sunset cast in from the window, and the light spots blurred on the floor.
It forms a faint, dim wave shadow.
Su Xiangli pushed open the bedroom door and saw him standing stupidly at the door with a bag, and couldn't help but feel helpless.
"Do you still want to come back? Why didn't you go to class in the afternoon?"
Lu Zhengkang suddenly laughed stupidly, "You're skipping class."
"Then why didn't I answer the phone?" Su Xiang left and took the heavy shopping bag in his hand, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
"I'm on mute. I'll cook while you go and rest."
Lu Zhengkang walked through the living room and came to the open kitchen. He opened the curtains. The evening wind was tepid and even slightly cool when blowing on him. He turned on the faucet to rinse the ingredients. The room was still quiet, with only the sound of water flowing.
, Lu Zhengkang's back was still silent, and a long and narrow shadow under his feet moved straight to Su Xiangli's feet.
She walked silently to Lu Zhengkang, turned her back, and watched her shadow and his shadow approaching and overlapping.
"What are you hiding from me?"
Lu Zhengkang continued to giggle, "Is there any?"
"No?"
"...Hmm." Lu Zhengkang really didn't want to lie to her.
Chapter completed!