Sheng Min raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Li Xuan carefully. Then he thought of something and turned to look at the billboard behind him.
"Don't you recognize your own face?" Li Xuan suddenly became nervous when he saw him move. There couldn't be a third person. "... You are not Sheng Min?"
"I am." Sheng Min answered him a little slowly.
Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you stand up?"
"able."
Li Xuan looked at him, but Sheng Min did not move after answering this sentence, and did not want to speak again for a long time. Li Xuan could not help but urge him: "Can you get up?"
"Why are you getting up?"
The light from the street lamp poured down from above, and Sheng Min looked at him, innocent and confused. For a moment, Li Xuan felt that the face in front of him didn't look like his own.
"You have to get up first, even if you don't have anything to do." Li Xuan coughed, "Are you planning to stay here overnight? We have to find another place to chat."
"What are you talking about?"
Li Xuan frowned when he heard this, and raised a finger warily: "What is this?"
"One." Sheng Min looked at him in confusion.
"I'm not stupid. I thought I had a concussion." Li Xuan was impatient and got out of the car to pull him up from the ground. "Let's talk about you, me, and what we should do in this situation."
Sheng Min staggered for a while before he stood firm and thought for a while: "So we are now", he pondered for a moment and found a word from the script he had read in the past: "...Souls exchanged?"
"It should be."
"Why is this happening?" Sheng Min sighed unconsciously. He just wanted to die, how could he fail.
"If I knew the reason, I would switch back with you immediately without wasting a second." Sheng Min's failure was so obvious that Li Xuan couldn't help but get angry. "I know you are a star, but not everyone likes you, right? Even if you feel that switching with me is unfair to you, please bear with it for a while."
Shengmin opened his mouth in vain: "That's not what I meant."
"I don't care what you mean."
Li Xuan walked to the side to check his mountain bike. The paint was scratched off in several places, and there was a noticeable dent in the crossbar. The chain also fell off, so he squatted down to fix it. He held the pedal and turned it twice, and it was not broken.
"Let's go." Li Xuan pointed at the shared bicycle next to him, "You ride that one."
"Why?" Sheng Min asked, and seeing Li Xuan's face darken again, he added, "Can't you call a car?"
Li Xuan pointed at the large amount of blood on his body, and then pointed at the bruises and abrasions on Sheng Min's exposed skin: "The way we are now, it's like we just had a fight and killed someone. No matter what car we call, we will end up in the same place, in a police car... Have I explained it clearly?"
Sheng Min nodded.
"If you understand, leave now." Li Xuan picked up the bag on the ground and turned around. Sheng Min was still looking at him. He pressed his brows weakly, "Don't you know how to ride a bicycle?"
"Yes." Sheng Min said subconsciously.
"Let's go as soon as we can." Li Xuan felt like he would be pissed off for even a second longer. "Are you waiting for me to carry you?!"
Sheng Min didn't want to leave at all, he just wanted to die. But after looking at Li Xuan's frown, he swallowed the words and sighed: "Let's go."
They returned to Sheng Min's apartment. They didn't go through the front door, but went in from the garage at the back. There was only one security guard in the garage security booth watching TV. The lights were dim, and he didn't notice how messy they were.
The two of them didn't speak all the way. When they reached the door, Li Xuan stood against the wall waiting for Sheng Min to open the door, but Sheng Min didn't move either. After staring at each other for two seconds, Li Xuan suddenly realized that he should open the door himself.
"Didn't you take your keys when you went out?" Sheng Min said carefully.
"How could you remember to take your keys when you opened your eyes and found that you had changed your shell?" Li Xuan searched his pockets and asked confidently, "Don't you usually carry keys with you?"
Sheng Min glanced at him and didn't answer.
"Okay." If you really want to count it, it was indeed his fault. Li Xuan thought about it and took off his bag. Sheng Min thought he was looking for the property management and was about to tell him the phone number when he saw Li Xuan taking out a paper clip from his bag.
He bit one end with his teeth, straightened it, and poked it directly into the door lock. He twisted it left and right very skillfully, and the next second, the door opened.
"What exactly do you do?" Sheng Min was stunned.
"Lock pick." Li Xuan casually threw the paper clip into the trash can in the hallway and pushed his back. "Go in."
Sheng Min's house is not big, with two bedrooms, one of which is used as a study. Li Xuan was in a hurry to go out and didn't pay attention to it. Now he took a casual look and found that it was decorated like a model room, without any human touch.
Sheng Min sat quietly on the sofa for a while, staring at the opposite wall without any focus. Li Xuan walked up to him, bent down and waved his hand in front of his eyes.
"What are you talking about?" Sheng Min came back to his senses.
What to talk about. Li Xuan wanted to ask. He had to talk about everything, and he didn't know where to start. He scratched his hair, his heart was in a mess, and he casually touched Sheng Min's waist.
"What are you doing?" Sheng Min raised his hand in surprise to block it, and almost hit his face.
"Give me a cigarette." Li Xuan tilted his head and grabbed his arm, then took out a cigarette box from his pocket. "Why are you reacting so strongly? It's through my clothes, and I'm touching myself. What's the point of panic?"
“… Then you touched it with my hand.” Sheng Min muttered softly.
That makes sense. Li Xuan was speechless for a moment, and looked down at his palm, a little embarrassed: "Is that what I want to use? We are all men, can't you be more generous?"
He took out a cigarette and changed the subject stiffly: "Do you have a lighter?"
Sheng Min shook his head. He had always reacted like this since they met today. Li Xuan didn't expect much and put the cigarette back on the table. The night wind blew through his wet clothes from the window that was not closed tightly, and he shivered unconsciously.
"Let's go take a shower first." Both of their clothes were still half wet. Li Xuan frowned and said, "Don't catch a cold before we even start chatting."
Sheng Min hummed and looked up at him: "How do I wash it?"
"Just wash it with water." Sheng Min was about to say something but stopped. Li Xuan had a headache and said, "How else do you want to wash it? Like this, cover my eyes and wash it yourself? ... ... Still nodding? Are you being pretentious? We are the same gender, and I have everything you have. Even if you are good-looking, you are still a man, right? I can't take advantage of you, and I definitely don't have this idea. If you really feel that you are at a disadvantage, then you wash first, and let you look at me first, so that you can feel more balanced?"
"You're not ugly, you're pretty." Sheng Min was stunned by his babble, "As long as you don't mind."
"What should I mind?" Li Xuan was puzzled.
Sheng Min shook his head, paused for a moment, and then thought of something and asked him again: "You also said that I am pretty just now, right?"
Li Xuan didn't react, and was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said, "It's okay."
"That's not what you said just now. You clearly said it looked good."
"What on earth do you want to say?" Li Xuan couldn't help but frowned, "Do you really want to prove that you lost?"
Sheng Min smiled softly: "It's okay, as long as you think it looks good. Go wash first... Oh, I'll get you some clothes."
He got up and went to the bedroom. Li Xuan was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden cooperation. He looked at his back for two seconds and turned to go into the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, there was another strong smell of blood. The half-filled bathtub was red and blinding.
"This much blood would come out from slaughtering a pig during the New Year." Li Xuan reached in, found the stopper and drained the water, washed his hands, and took the clothes from Sheng Min.
"The water heater is broken, there's only cold water." Sheng Min turned on the fan, and even though he was in a bad mood, he still smiled softly, "You've killed pigs before? Aren't you a locksmith?"
"I'll pick the lock of the pigpen and go in to kill other people's pigs." Li Xuan shook the water droplets off his hands irritably, raised his hand to take off his clothes, and saw Sheng Min still standing at the door, "Do you want to watch? I promise not to look around, so there's no need for supervision."
Sheng Min leaned against the bathroom door frame and thought for a moment: "I still don't know your name."
"Li Xuan."
Sheng Min nodded. He certainly didn't believe that Li Xuan was a butcher, but his proficiency in picking locks still made Sheng Min a little suspicious of the legitimacy of his profession. However, he didn't want to think about it now, and just smiled: "No matter what you did before, you don't need it anymore. I have savings."
After saying that, he closed the door and went out.
Li Xuan didn't know whether he had any savings or not, and he thought he was sick.
The blood on the bathroom tiles had already coagulated. Li Xuan used the shower head to rinse for a long time, but could still see the mottled bloodstains. He was upset and started to wipe it. As he was wiping, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the wound on his wrist... Li Xuan suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He was hit by a car, it was an accident. Sheng Min had such a big cut, it couldn't be an accident. He changed his body inexplicably, the shock was too great, he didn't even react immediately to realize that Sheng Min committed suicide...
'As long as you think it looks good'
'You go first'
'I have savings'
…
Li Xuan's scalp numbed. He grabbed his bathrobe and put it on, then pushed open the bathroom door.
On the balcony, Sheng Min was leaning against the railing with one leg already stretched out and hanging in the air.