What if there are no inhibitors?

His dark eyes looked at Song Zhiwei.

With a deep scrutiny in his eyes, Song Zhiwei turned to the side and raised his voice unconsciously: "Where are my things?"

He Shengze ignored him, turned around and walked into the house, Song Zhiwei followed.

The other party walked to the living room with his slippers on, threw off the slippers on his feet casually, and lay carelessly on the sofa, with his feet standing on the sofa, half of his body leaning on the wide armrest of the sofa, in a lazy posture, But his eyes looked at Song Zhiwei with interest.

Song Zhiwei casually glanced at the things on the table, one of which was a glass bottle full of stars, filled to the brim, and could be seen clearly from far away.

He couldn't help his teeth sore.

It's too much for a boy to give a boy this...

But the original body was built with admiration and thought, um...it makes sense.

He was a little thankful that he came to get these things, otherwise the whole heart of the original body would not know how to be ruined. --

He immediately guessed that the table was full of gifts from the original body, and he was not polite to He Shengze, taking everything away.

The watch is put in the trouser pocket, the star jar is held in the hand...

Fingertips have difficulty touching the ship model that is half the size of a school desk. This model is not only large but also has fine parts. It hurts even if it is slightly dropped.

He asked He Shengze: "Do you have bigger pockets?"

Inexplicably, He Shengze thought it was funny, pointed to the kitchen, and lazily said: "The bottom floor of the cupboard, you can find it yourself."

Song Zhiwei went into the kitchen, and there were indeed many folded pockets on the lower floor of the cupboard for use.He took a big one, came out and put the ship model in it, and put in other sparse things together.

He Shengze frowned very quickly, and then asked in a teasing tone: "Do you know...why did I accept that ship?"

He has many friends, who are either of the same virtue as him, or are his younger brothers.

Song Zhiwei is a very special one among his friends.

When he put away the star glass jar full of folded long paper strips, his heart didn't fluctuate, and he felt that this was Song Zhiwei's character.

After receiving more than [-] watches, I just felt that the other party was a little generous, so I returned something of equivalent value.

He didn't confiscate anything until he saw that Song Zhiwei liked him.

But Song Zhiwei sent another boat.

He loves models.

This ship is better than stars and watches. The model is extremely detailed. Some parts are only half a centimeter long.The style is atmospheric and the shape is beautiful.Even being able to swim in the swimming pool can be said to have cost money and energy.

He didn't want it at first, but when he saw Song Zhiwei behind his back, he dared to have red eyes, and asked for it back inexplicably.

He has an extremely bad nature. Seeing someone who cares about him so much, even those who care about him are about to cry, and he feels very happy.

Song Zhiwei should be happy that he could come to pick up things today, because he didn't want to be ambiguous with a man.

But at this moment, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and raised his voice: "What do I want to ask you?"

Song Zhiwei: "I don't know."

He tied a knot in the pocket and lifted it up to see if the bag could bear the pressure, well, it was quite strong.

"Hmph, it's not that you are so pitiful." The corners of He Shengze's mouth turned up. He could guarantee that Song Zhiwei's eyes would widen, and then he would look at him foolishly and moved.

Song Zhiwei: "Thank you so much for your liking."

He didn't mean to be sarcastic, but this inexplicable attitude made He Shengze extremely irritable: "What do you mean? You begged me to accept this thing."

"So I say thank you." Song Zhiwei tilted his head, he didn't say anything wrong, right?

No, He Shengze frowned, Song Zhiwei's attitude towards him was too wrong.

What I said on the mountain that day I no longer like myself, today I play basketball and look at my eyes.

They all seem to be verifying in one direction: he really doesn't like himself anymore.

But can a person really become irrelevant from full of liking?

He was suddenly furious: "Fuck playing with me?" He got off the sofa and walked over slowly step by step: "I'm disgusted before, you said you don't like it first? This is the first time for me to be so cautious." Rejecting a person, **** shameless? Let me be seen as a joke?"

Song Zhiwei couldn't bear the sight of others being aggressive in front of him the most, so he wanted to throw a knife at him.

As a result, there was a sharp pain in his heart, and this emotion was extremely strange. He waited for a while before finding a light topic: "Who is laughing at you?"

"Those who heard that I was liked by men."

Song Zhiwei suppressed this extremely strange emotion, and said: "That means you are very popular, men and women take it all."

He Shengze choked, stood there speechless, his eyes widened, and after a while he smiled and said, "Why didn't I realize when did you become so talkative?"

Song Zhiwei smiled innocently and dangerously: "Actually, I fight harder."

"You...really don't like me?"

"I don't like it." Song Zhiwei was indifferent on the surface, but he was inexplicably guilty in his heart. The original owner must still like it, but now he took someone else's body and did something against the original owner's wishes.

He Shengze walked two steps in place, unable to tell whether he was happy or sad, and finally, he blurted out: "Why do I feel like you've changed?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhiwei's pupils dilated instantly. The danger of the secret being discovered made his hair stand on end, his whole body was cold, and his legs had no strength to move around.

It felt like he was hiding in the dark and witnessed a murder. The moment the murderer put away the knife, he happened to look in the direction he was hiding in.

He felt that the other party had discovered him, but he also felt that the other party hadn't.

Just in this endless imagination, I scare myself, like facing an abyss.

The identity from time travel has always been a landmine in his heart, he is afraid that he will be regarded as a monster.

But the original owner's mother didn't even notice that the shell had changed its core, which made him relax his vigilance, and never thought that he would show his feet on this person.

He took a breath and tried to smile naturally: "Why do you say that?"

He Shengze put his hands in his pockets, sized him up condescendingly, and said two words coldly: "Feeling."--

He quickly adjusted his mentality and took the initiative: "Do you know why?"

"Why?" "Because liking someone will show your good side and restrain your bad side. I don't like you, so naturally I don't need to hide it. Naturally, it's like two people." Song Zhiwei's black and white eyes stared straight at With He Shengze.It doesn't matter if it goes against the original owner's wishes.

He Shengze took a deep breath, raised his hand and waved: "Get out, get out!"

Song Zhiwei immediately picked up his pocket and walked out, only to find that his feet were weak when he reached the door.

He originally thought that he was not afraid of anything, but now he found that he was still afraid. He was afraid of revealing his secrets and being regarded as a monster.

After leaving He Shengze's house, he realized that his back was covered in cold sweat.

"Never see you again, it's too scary."

When he got home, he put away the original owner's things one by one.In fact, these things are indifferent to him. It has nothing to do with him whether the arc folded by a star is full of love or the time of a watch represents a meaning.

He just wanted to do something for the original owner.

After putting away his things, he went back to the bed and lay down. As his breathing slowed down, his mood gradually eased.

In fact, He Shengze's words were not very lethal.No matter how much He Shengze doubted it, he would only suspect that he was out of his mind.There is no doubt that he has changed his soul.

So he needn't be afraid.

It's just that he was so shocked at the time, so he was a little scared.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Han Lu asked him on his mobile phone, "Have you gone home yet?"

He replied: at home.

There was a good reply. --

He put down his phone, and suddenly understood why he liked Han Lu so much.

This person represents care and companionship.It is his greatest connection with the world.

Provided the greatest warmth during his occasional panic.

The bed was too soft, and he accidentally fell into a coma.

Sleeping in a daze, my spiritual world floats up and down, floating everywhere in the galaxy.

But these galaxies are not well-formed, but one whirlpool after another, making people's eyes dazzled.

Suddenly, a familiar scene appeared before his eyes.

A beautiful room with post-modern furnishings and an advanced robot standing by the door.

His body trembled very slightly, this was his previous room, and the person lying on the bed was his own face.

As if by induction, the person on the bed woke up.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and when he saw Song Zhiwei standing by the bed, he sat up abruptly, "It's you."

Song Zhiwei's eyes widened: "Why do you know me? You're not shocked that we both look the same!"

In fact, after he said this sentence, he found that the two were still different.His own eye tails were turned up, making him look a little more lively.

And the tails of the eyes of the person in front of him drooped down, showing a very innocent sense of obedience.

"I'm in your body now, what do you think?"

Hearing what he said, Song Zhiwei suddenly had a bold idea: the two of them exchanged souls.

"Exactly what you think. We swapped souls." Then he explained why they swapped again.

In the vast universe, there are multiple latitudes, parallel to each other and never intersecting.But their relationship, in the laws of natural existence, is more similar than that of identical twins.

But because of a loophole in the operation of the "law", the two interpenetrated.

Song Zhiwei has heard of "rule operation". The knowledge involved in this kind of thing is too high, and it can only be learned by elite doctors.

He didn't expect such a tiny probability to appear on him.

The technology of this world is indeed more advanced than the world he is in now, so it can explain this.

Song Zhiwei: "Are my parents okay?"

Song Chiyan: "Very good. Then my parents..."

"It's also pretty good." Song Zhiwei asked: "Then...they know you...?"

"They knew I wasn't you, so they changed my name. My name is Song Chiyan now."

"why?"

"Superstitious." Song Chiyan said it was funny, people in this world are so technologically advanced, they are also superstitious: "I think it's better for us, we can't have the same name now."

Who knows if the "law" got them wrong because of the same name and surname.

"Then how are they treating you?" After asking this sentence, Song Zhiwei felt that he was asking for nothing.

"It's pretty good, you know? I actually have my own companion animal! It's a deer..." Song Chiyan's eyes were moist, and he was very happy to talk about his companion beast, "Also, they miss you a lot. "

Song Zhiwei sneered: "Then you haven't seen how they treat me."

Song Chiyan shook his head: "I can see that sometimes they will be in a daze when they see me." He paused: "I know that my world doesn't believe in such strange things, so you don't need to confess to my parents .Just... can I be a son? I will also honor your parents well."

Song Zhiwei felt sore, and then laughed: "What are you talking about? They are not strangers to me, they are parents from another world."

It seems that there is no regret now.

Song Zhiwei suddenly changed the subject: "My heart hurts twice today for no reason."

Song Chiyan was silent after hearing this: "I've been fine all the time, but today I suddenly thought...suddenly... I feel very sad, and I can't explain why, but it's just very sad." He frowned, but quickly laughed again: "It seems that we The two really have a heart-to-heart connection."

Song Zhiwei: "Is it because you suddenly thought of He Shengze? I saw him today."

Song Chiyan raised his head abruptly, his eyes slowly turned red, and his Adam's apple rolled.

The surrounding space began to fluctuate violently, as if it was about to shatter.

Song Zhiwei hurriedly said the most important thing: "I said I don't like him anymore, will you be sad?"

He will definitely follow his own heart, and frankly, he has full respect for Song Chiyan.Song Chi smiled: "I hope so, because you are not me."

Song Zhiwei joked: "I didn't expect you to be quite possessive."

The space was broken into pieces, like a maze of mirrors, and Song Chiyan was everywhere. Song Zhiwei finally yelled: "Well...you live your own life, I have nothing to say."

After saying this, he woke up from his dream.

In front of him is the house he has been used to for almost two months. Although it is not as high-tech as his own room, it is full of warmth everywhere.

The moon outside the window was cold and icy, hanging in the middle of the tree branches, which made the branches beautiful and coquettish. A few barking dogs in the distance integrated the mystery of this scene and became gentle and ordinary.

He didn't know if the encounter just now was a dream, but the dream was so clear, the touch of the floor in his room, the moment when Shen Chiyan's eyes changed.

If it's really a dream, it can't be so fine.

But it was obviously a good dream, but he became more and more helpless.

It seems to remind him more strongly: he is experiencing a weird thing, he has traveled through time, he is the only one in this world who can act like an animal, and only he can go against common sense and grow rabbit ears and rabbit tails.

He has no companions, he is a misfit.

He began to lose consciousness.

The moment the phone was cut off, there was sleepiness over there: "Song Zhiwei, what's wrong with you."

This sentence brought him back to reason in an instant.

Pig, Song Zhiwei, it's two o'clock in the morning, why are you calling Han Lu!

what? !

Guiltyly, he wanted to hang up, but he couldn't bear it.

Silence for two seconds.

The voice over there seemed to be a little lower: "What's wrong?"

"I... I had a nightmare."

No!I actually had a very good dream, that person...that "Song Zhiwei" was also alive and well.

It couldn't be better.

But why is my heart blocked and I feel very uncomfortable... I want to cry but I can't cry.I want to protect my ears and tail from being discovered, and I have to go through the mandatory period...

But I'm not a monster.

"It's really scary."

Han Lu almost sighed softly: "Then how do you want me to coax you?"