[MTLer's Note: 祖安(zu an) is An Internet slang term for someone who curses
Zu an, a buzzword on the Internet, originally refers to the second district of China Telecom in the game "League of Legends". Since people in Zuan District like to troll people, now "Zuan people" can also refer to people who are very good at scolding and trolling on the Internet people.]
In addition to the thumb, human fingers have three phalanges from near to far, with two joints in between. Through these, the skeleton can be roughly judged, as well as some fine living habits.
For example, the knuckles in the video are more prominent than Dou Sheng's, especially the proximal joint of the left index finger. The owner of the hand is mostly playing ball and has repeatedly bruised the same position.
Xie Lan has observed Dou Sheng's hands many times, intentionally or unintentionally, because they look good, so they are deeply impressed. The phalanges and joints of each of Dou Sheng's fingers are smooth, and he looks like a young master.
Holding the screen in his hand, he confirmed it repeatedly, and felt that it couldn't be wrong.
The door was knocked suddenly.
Du, du, two sounds, very light and restrained.
Dou Sheng asked softly outside the door, "Are you asleep?"
Xie Lan locked the phone screen, "No."
Dou Sheng opened the door and came in, the pajamas made a slight sound of friction as he walked, he brought in a little light, and stood still in the darkness in front of Xie Lan's bed holding a chubby mug.
"Cocoa milk, refresh yourself, drink it."
Xie Lan didn't understand what it meant to wake up for a moment, "Ah?"
"Ah, what?" Dou Sheng stuffed the cup into his hand, didn't leave immediately, and looked down at him.
As if waiting for him to take a sip.
Xie Lan was stunned for a while before doing so.
The soft sweetness slides down the throat and into the esophagus.
Dou Sheng suddenly said softly, "I didn't realize it just now, your dream shouldn't be that kind of scary dream, stroking the hair doesn't work well, you need someone to accompany you later."
Xie Lan looked up in astonishment.
After a while, he understood, and subconsciously reached out to touch his cheek.
"No sign." Dou Sheng said again, "It was just that the eye circles were a little red just now, but it's gone now."
"oh."
Xie Lan lowered his head and clutched the cup, and took another sip.
After waking up from the nightmare, his mind turned a little slowly. He thought about the dream just now, and then remembered the hand in the video.
hand.
Xie Lan suddenly said, "Can you lend me your hand?"
"Huh?" Dou Sheng was startled slightly, and the fingers hanging on the side of his body curled up unconsciously, "May I borrow your hand?"
Xie Lan hummed, "Just take a look."
Dou Sheng hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand. Xie Lan sat on the bed, grabbed his fingertips and pulled them towards her, then held the fingertips down, so that the knuckles at the base of the fingers protruded slightly, and the palms naturally arched.
It's so beautiful, he couldn't help sighing again.
But unfortunately, it's really not the one in the video.
Dou Sheng hesitated and said: "If you think it will be uncomfortable to stay by yourself..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Lan threw his hand away.
Throwing it was caught off guard, just like throwing away his mobile phone casually, throwing away his hand casually.
Dou Sheng was stunned, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Xie Lan fell back on the bed with a sullen face, and let out a thud.
With a puzzled expression on Dou Sheng's face, he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "The air conditioner is so cold, do you have a cold?"
Xie Lan's voice was colder than the air conditioner, "Take your hands away."
Dou Sheng snorted, "You're pretty tempered." He withdrew his hand, "What are you looking at with my hands?"
Xie Lan was silent, and it took a long time before he said, "I'm used to playing the violin. I just look at people and hands."
"Oh." Dou Sheng muttered: "I almost forgot, what kind of piano do you learn?"
"violin."
At the end of the sentence, Dou Sheng seemed a little startled, he turned his head to look at the corner, where Xie Lan's piano box stood.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but his mood seems to have suddenly risen a bit, "How is the pull?"
Xie Lan said flatly and perfunctorily, "Very good."
"Really?" Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows, "I didn't hear you pull it."
"It's been a long time." Xie Lan said listlessly, "A year or two."
"..." Dou Sheng's smile slowly disappeared, "I think you are teasing me, let's go."
"Um."
Xie Lan's mind is 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 court. Or, they know each other well and MR.X helped him act in this drama.
The latter is more likely.
Xie Lan poked open the phone and clicked into MR.X's watch list.
This big UP with 150W fans has followed more than 600 people.
It's outrageous.
Looking at the colorful profile picture gave him a headache, he frowned and pulled it down, when he suddenly heard a WeChat notification from the crack of the door.
Immediately afterwards, the screen shook in his hand, and a notification popped up from the top of the screen.
--Yu Fei sent a voice message in their small group "Eat, Sleep, Play Doudou".
"Bubbling without sleep! Yangchang Lane, help the Jianghu!!" Yu Fei's voice was played outside the door, a little flustered and panting, and the background noise was the whistling wind.
When it was mentioned that there must be no good things in Yangchang Lane, Xie Lan immediately sat up.
Dou Sheng outside the door directly dialed the phone.
"Caught it?"
"Caught it!" Yu Fei panted while running, "After squatting for three days, I finally showed up!"
Xie Lan had already guessed who they were going to arrest. Three days ago, it happened to be the day when I was blocked in the alley.
Yu Fei's voice was a little hoarse, "Hurry up, I'll chase him into Yangchang Alley, and I must not let him go this time!"
"Wait for us." Dou Sheng hung up the phone resolutely.
Xie Lan opened the door and was about to speak when Dou Sheng said, "I can't sleep anyway, so shall I go out with you?"
Xie Lan was taken aback, "Where's your face?"
He clearly wanted to pull him into a fight, so how could he say such things with confidence.
It's outrageous.
Dou Sheng chuckled, "Aren't you afraid that you will have dreams again? Besides, I promised my mother to bring you into campus life."
He turned and went back to the room, "Change quickly."
Xie Lan: "..."
It seems that you want to bring me into the life of the juvenile detention center.
But Xie Lan put on his clothes and followed out, after all, Yu Fei and the others were already his friends in the new school.
Dou Sheng doesn't count, he is just a "big cat" who likes to tease people.
Sooner or later, he will be scratched to death by the second cat.
He tiptoed past Zhao Wenkai's bedroom on the first floor, quietly changed his shoes, slipped outside the door, and gently pushed the door into the lock cylinder.
The two let out a sigh of relief.
Xie Lan looked down and saw that there was a gopro tied to Dou Sheng's forearm, and frowned, "What are you doing with it?"
"Record a record." Dou Sheng said, "I will always use it later."
Xie Lan was a little confused, "What's the purpose?" To show the police uncle the whole process of the fight.
"Just stand a little farther away and watch." Dou Sheng pressed the elevator, "The enemy is fierce and arrogant. They are from Zaan. Don't accidentally hurt you."
Xie Lan asked, "Where is Zaan?"
"A place with honest folk customs."
On the way, Dou Sheng and Yu Fei went back and forth in the group to confirm the specific location, while Xie Lan looked out the window and pondered about the B station.
Now we can't force people to confront us on the spot. Not only will it be rejected, but it may even be deleted by Dou Sheng. It's best to find a way to find out his ID and see what the hell he is doing first.
If there is a ghost, there is no nonsense, and the fight is over.
Xie Lan glanced at Dou Sheng, then clicked on MR.X's watch list.
The general direction should not go wrong. If you choose a person with a yellow V under the profile picture, girls will skip it, and the food section will skip it. It is unlikely that Dou Sheng will find a substitute in his UP in the same district, the risk is too great. Others directly look at the number of fans, with a scan of more than a million, especially the key scans with a million or so.
Pull it all the way to the end, no.
...
Could it be that he just said it casually at the time, and just happened to release the meat sauce forecast in advance?
Xie Lan frowned and looked aside.
"Look at me." Dou Sheng put away his phone.
Xie Lan said, "Worried about your UP career."
"......ah?"
Dou Sheng hesitated and turned his head, "What else do you want?"
Xie Lan thought for a while, "Meat sauce doesn't seem to be considered a dark dish, and the effect is just that."
Dou Sheng: "..."
Xie Lan suddenly thought of one, "Why don't we eat haggis next weekend?"
"Haggis?"
Dou Sheng frowned and said, "Wait a minute, I'll search first."
After a few seconds, he took a sharp breath.
The driver glanced at them curiously in the rearview mirror.
Dou Sheng read clearly: "Grind and stir the sheep heart, sheep liver, sheep lung, sheep oil, onion and various seasonings, put them into the sheep's stomach, tie them tightly, boil them in boiling water, and cut them open to eat."
"vomit!"
The driver covered his mouth with one hand, then immediately waved his hand and said, "A cold makes you sick, you eat your food...ah no, I'm chatting with you."
Dou Sheng's already ugly face became even uglier.
Xie Lan said calmly: "Actually, I tasted it when I was young."
"oh?"
Xie Lan smiled, "People can't eat this."
"..."
Dou Sheng didn't say a word until he got off the car.
Entering Yangchang Lane, he took out a small electric stick from his pocket to light it up, and walked in front.
Xie Lan followed behind, looking at his thin but broad shoulders, "Haggis next week, do you want to eat?"
"I want to think about it." Dou Sheng held a small electric baton in his hand, and his voice sounded lonely and courageous.
Xiaoqun turned on the real-time location, and Yu Fei said breathlessly on the intercom channel: "You two come in lightly, don't startle the snake."
The black light is blinding the fire, and the sound of a foot crushing a dead leaf is very crisp.
Xie Lan suddenly became nervous, and asked in a low voice, "Should I hit the police?"
"Hit who?" Yu Fei was taken aback.
Dou Sheng paused. Turning back slowly, he said indifferently: "Call the police, that word is to call the police."
"Oh." Xie Lan's ears felt a little hot, "Then I should call the police?"
"No need." Dou Sheng said, "The police don't care about such small things."
Getting closer to the small green dot on the door, Dou Sheng lowered the brightness of the electric prod to the darkest, and even held his breath.
The alley was pitch black, and the small electric prod swept a figure ahead, which was Yu Fei.
In front of Yu Fei, there were two abandoned yards of one-story houses. There was a narrow gap less than three fists wide between the two walls. The gap was pitch black and bottomless, exuding a decaying smell.
Xie Lan was originally nervous, but when he saw this seam, he suddenly became a little confused.
The enemy hid in this gap?
On how much shadow Yu Fei left for others last time.
Just in a daze, Dou Sheng lightly raised the electric prod behind him, and poked the faint light into the narrow gap in a circle.
The bright light broke through the dust in the air, and in the darkness, a pair of green light bulbs flashed quickly.
Dou Sheng's electric prod paused, then slowly moved down, bypassing the pair of glowing "bulbs", and finally illuminated the figure inside.
"Meow~~~"
A little black cat opened its bloody mouth and barked towards the people outside.
"Meow~~~"
Xie Lan was stunned.
The enemy is fierce and arrogant, from Zaun.
The surroundings were still for a while, and he said blankly: "Is this the enemy?"
"yes."
Dou Sheng confidently walked from behind him to the front, squatted down at the crack, and called softly into the crack: "Mimi~"