sunk into the earth

Chapter 14

The haste to admit his mistake eased the tension between the two of them.Cheng Sheng knew that he had crossed the line, even though he wished to step on all the lines and walk directly into Zhang Chen's innermost floor, but obviously this only existed in his imagination, Zhang Chen guarded himself very tightly, and any stimulation would Make him stand up.

The two stood in place for a long time, amidst the quarrel in the next bedroom, they gave each other a chance to relax, and after everyone put away their thorns, they began to talk again slowly and tentatively.

This time it was Zhang Chen who spoke first. He returned to the bedroom to take his bag, and said to Cheng Sheng, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Cheng Sheng looked up at him, "Take the things you want to review to grandma's house, how do you study in this environment."

This time Zhang Chen didn't refuse, went back to pack up his things and went downstairs with him.

The lightbulb in the corridor hadn't been repaired yet, and Cheng Sheng had been holding Zhang Chen's wrist tightly all the way down the stairs. Once the two of them were in the dark, their temperaments would change drastically. If they usually face each other, it's not a big deal at this time. Cheng Sheng Sheng Sheng talked about what happened just now while going down the stairs, "You really hurt people's hearts."

Zhang Chen was gripped by his wrist, and felt that the hand holding him was trembling a little. He was not very good at dealing with such a situation where an apology was urgently needed, so he didn't say anything, but gently grabbed Cheng Sheng with the other hand and held it. The hand on my wrist, squeeze it into my palm.

This was Zhang Chen's exclusive apology, Cheng Sheng was easily coaxed by this action, his hand broke free from his palm, and his fingers merged into his fingers one by one, forming ten fingers clasped.

It's just that they let go of their hands tacitly as soon as they got out of the dark corridor, and the sour emotions just now evaporated without a trace in front of the big sun that hit them face to face. He didn't mention Zhang Shen's family anymore, and chatted with each other while walking to the place where the motorcycle was locked.

Cheng Sheng is much more proficient now, he jumped on the motorcycle as soon as he stepped on the pedals, and took the opportunity to hug his tense waist very consciously.

The Sansteel Family Court is not far from the Design Institute. It is three or four kilometers away, but most of the roads in the middle are winding trails, and some are even dirt roads. People come and go during the day and are crowded. It is difficult to ride a motorcycle. ten minutes.

The recent incidents in the steel mill have caused a lot of uproar. They rode all the way, and they heard a lot of talking about the steel mill. Two women carrying roast chicken from the deli led the discussion on the side of the road, saying that My husband was bought out of his seniority, and the woman next to him was surprised and said that it was an illegal operation.

Cheng Sheng leaned on Zhang Chen's back and tried his best to look around the small town on the road, trying to understand the conversations of the passers-by passing by along the wind, but he listened carefully all the way and couldn't understand what these people were talking about. He only knew that almost every household was silent. Money, now it seems that the income has been completely cut off in various legal and illegal ways.

Just when they passed the cannery building under construction on Shunyi Street, there was a sudden commotion behind them, and the people in front of them all ran back hurriedly with their eyes wide open.

Before the two of them realized what happened, they heard someone shouting from behind: "Jumped off the building! Someone jumped off the building!"

"See if that's the son of Wang Ping's family? How did he climb up there?"

Zhang Chen originally rode his motorcycle to the design institute without looking sideways, but the familiar name made him stunned for a moment, and then slammed on the brakes.

Cheng Sheng was listening to the discussion of the group behind him, but he didn't expect that Zhang Chen would brake suddenly and bump into his back unexpectedly, but he didn't get up, thinking about the reason for Zhang Chen's abnormal behavior, sticking to his back Asked clearly: "Do you want to go and see?"

Zhang Chen gave a "hmm", turned around and said, "I know someone in school who is a year older than me."

"Isn't it time to go to college this year? How did you jump off the building? Didn't pass the exam?"

"No, he is our champion."

Cheng Sheng let out an "ah" and looked up at the roof of the cannery, but it was almost noon, and the poisonous sun was pouring on his face. He squinted his eyes and looked up. Straight leg reddened.

Zhang Chen turned a corner and drove Cheng Sheng forward along the crowd. There were more and more people in front of him. They couldn't squeeze, so they found a place to park their motorcycles, and the two of them walked one after the other into the crowd.

Zhang Chen originally had no empathy for life and death. He was never sad when he watched the bad news on TV, the news of people dying in accidents every day, and the cold numbers in the news. The digital pictures and even the sounds hurt. Not to his mind, what he used to do at that time was to stare at the white numbers of the casualty statistics in a daze, just feeling lost.

But this time the protagonist is too familiar to him. The person on top of the cannery is one of the few influential figures in their broken county high school. He is a class older than him and takes the first place every year.Zhang Chen didn't like to deal with people, but he was always clear about things in the school, not to mention that this person was the only one in their school who went to Beijing for the college entrance examination this year.The school drew a big red banner for him, and hung a row at the school gate, and a row of teaching buildings in the campus, and even the telephone poles and trees on the road two blocks away from the school were not spared, for fear that people would not know about their school education. Come out with such an upbeat baby.

The street that was empty just now was full of people within a few minutes, most of them were women with children and old people who went out for a walk to buy vegetables. Not long after, men with poker cards in their hands came from other places to watch the excitement.

They stood under the half-finished cannery, happy and joyful, the gray ruined building and their expressions of watching the fun and chatting while kneading sunflower seeds complement each other. When they were illuminated by the vicious sunlight, they seemed to be covered with a layer of golden filter. There is an indescribable sense of humor.

The cannery is one of the most profitable factories in Yuncheng. The original old factory was only three stories high, old and dilapidated. The green paint that was patched up a few years ago turned into holes and gray and white.So at the beginning of this year, the cannery moved its business to an unknown factory building in the suburbs. The facade in the city was demolished and rebuilt. The speed of construction was fast. It took only half a year to build a height that was enough for a person to climb up to seek life and death.

The young man called the son of Wang Ping’s family found a place to climb up secretly. When someone found him, he was already standing on the dusty roof of the cannery, and was testing the outer edge of the roof with his toes.

At this moment, he was standing on the top floor, standing in the bright sunshine that was almost noon, holding the wall full of construction dust with one hand tremblingly, and stroking his chest with the other. One foot took a step forward.

This sudden movement immediately caused a roar of crowds below, and there were continuous noisy voices rushing up from the crowd. When you listened carefully, the people below shouted intermittently: "Speak up if you have something to do, why jump off the building!"

Someone else shouted: "Come down quickly, your parents will beat you to death if they find out!"

Just when everyone was persuading everyone, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd on the left. A fat, bald man in a white polo shirt and glasses suddenly appeared. He took out a white plastic speaker from nowhere. , split a road among the crowd, waited for the crowd to stand still at the front, and then yelled uprightly: "Wang Li! Why do you have to jump off the building? The crowd has a problem, Director Zhao will give 100% of his heart and soul to help !"

Director Zhao was majestic, but Wang Li, who had just taken a step, spoke tremblingly, but the sound he made was too small, and there was a long distance between the roof and the ground, and the people below couldn't hear a word clearly.

Director Zhao saw that the persuasion was going to happen, and immediately raised the horn and shouted angrily: "Say it again! I can't hear you clearly! If you have any difficulties, everyone will help you!"

Unexpectedly, this shout actually broke Wang Li's self-esteem. He didn't have the guts to repeat it again, and began to wipe his face with his arm tremblingly, as if he was wiping tears.

Zhang Chen and Cheng Sheng stood not far from Director Zhao. Zhang Chen raised his head and saw Wang Li's movements clearly. The noisy voices around him disappeared in an instant. Thinking of the few times they met at school, it was Wang Li who heard about the fact that the competition could be recommended and added points. He gathered the top students from all grades in the school and encouraged everyone to try their best to persuade the teacher to organize the top students to participate in the competition. .

Of course, this matter did not come to fruition, and there was not a single place in their school that could be allocated.

Wang Li didn't speak anymore, but Ba Gua Tong, who had nothing to do underneath, was not idle. Some people whispered to each other. Zhang Chen and Cheng Sheng stood in place, and the voices of people around them kept coming from their ears.

"It's his father who gambled and lost all the tuition fees. My wife told me about it two days ago. She got a whole lot of money on credit. Where is the tuition fee? I heard that his mother is doing that now, ten yuan at a time." Finally One sentence caused an uproar in the surrounding area, and soon someone from the next door participated in the discussion: "As for what, such a small matter is life-or-death, and you can do other things if you don't go to school. I heard that Guangdong is recruiting a lot. A few days ago, my nephew and A group of his classmates said to go there and work hard."

Director Zhao also heard all these words, raised the horn in his hand again, and shouted at the top: "Wang Li! Director Zhao has already learned about your situation! We in Yuncheng will not ignore you, everyone One yuan per person can raise you up!" Speaking of this, Director Zhao began to look around, raised his chin and pointed at the big guy below: "Everyone thinks so?"

The people below looked at each other in dismay, and it took a long time before Li Lila pulled out a sentence like he couldn't stop urinating: "Yes..."

I was so excited downstairs, but Wang Li on the top floor was even more excited. He seemed to be stabbed in the back, and he was very excited. His arm that kept wiping tears on his face was shaking like a twitch.

This scene made everyone dare not act rashly. Director Zhao, who was almost flustered just now, suddenly fell silent, holding the horn in one hand, not knowing whether to continue talking or not.

Just when he was hesitating, the trumpet in his hand was suddenly snatched by a person who appeared next to him. He turned his head and found that the one who snatched his trumpet turned out to be a handsome young man with an awe-inspiring look of righteousness to save the common people.

Cheng Sheng snatched the plastic speaker from the bald man's hand. He didn't think much about it. He just felt that Director Zhao couldn't get the point out of his words for a long time, and his cultural quality and mobilization ability were both worrying. Bajiu was the one with the highest level of education in this group, so with a sense of mission from heaven, he raised his head, cleared his throat into the horn, and began his impassioned speech.

"Wang Li! I know you are an excellent person. Think about it. There are hundreds of people in your high school. You are the number one. That is a rare one in a few hundredths who are excellent! Everyone said it just now, the tuition is gone, big guy Just raise money for you to go, society can't let outstanding people not get the position they deserve!"

Cheng Sheng yelled too loudly, and his throat cracked a little near the end, but he stopped it in time, and continued to shout upwards according to the rhetoric routine that the old Cheng often taught him: "Beijing has Tsinghua University, Peking University, and so on. Go to such a high school that is not well-known, which one is your pedal! You step up, and you will rise to the top from now on. Things like money and family conflicts are farts! They are all farts—”

Before he uttered the last furious "fart", Wang Li on the top of the cannery suddenly took a big step forward. With this big step in the air, his body flew up lightly, like a light feather , all the disputes in the world have nothing to do with him, but soon his body became as heavy as a thousand catties, and almost instantly, he fell to the ground like a huge boulder.

Everyone subconsciously took a big step back.

Cheng Sheng's trumpet was still in his hand, and the words of the last excited speech were still stuck in his throat. He couldn't spit out or swallow. The scorching heat of summer has become almost asthmatic.

He watched a life completely disappear from this world in less than half a minute from jumping to falling.

After standing still for a few seconds, people around burst into exclamations of "really jumped", and the bustling crowd began to move. Nokia, trembling, called the hospital.

The ambulance arrived quickly, and the bustling crowd dispersed. Cheng Sheng was staggered in the crowd. Before he recovered, he still felt that he was suffering from heat stroke and was about to faint. A pair of hands suddenly appeared on the waist.

Zhang Chen supported him, and just said softly "Let's go" and helped him walk towards the motorcycle that was just parked by the side of the road.

He didn't express any thoughts about the tragedy, but it didn't mean that Cheng Sheng didn't want to ask. Cheng Sheng was a little dizzy, but he still endured the discomfort and stepped on the back seat of the motorcycle with him, hugging the waist of the person in front of him tightly without feeling safe.

After a while, the sound of the engine starting came. They were driving fast, and the hot wind kept hitting the two of them. Cheng Sheng still couldn't hold back the question in his heart. He leaned behind Zhang Chen and asked him, "Why?"

The empty "why" floated in the air without any landing point, but Zhang Chen understood it and caught it.He focused on the road ahead and thought for a while before saying, "It's a disaster for people like us to have too much self-esteem."

"fart!"

Cheng Sheng reacted greatly to this sentence, his hands around Zhang Chen's waist tightened a lot, his head was still rubbing against his back, and he said as he rubbed, "I understand a little bit now."

"Understand what?"

"Understood the city."

Zhang Chen didn't look into what he was talking about, just said "um" and stopped talking.

But Cheng Sheng seemed to want to say a lot, and after a while he spoke again: "Do you want to learn an instrument? I'll teach you how to play the guitar. I'm not good at it, but I know the basics."

After he finished speaking, he was afraid that it would not be enough to tempt Zhang Chen, so he showed his grandma again: "Grandma used to work in a song and dance troupe when she was young, and she sang very well. She can sing for us. If you are willing to learn, we will be able to sing for you next month." Street performance, the guitar is very simple."

After a while, the person in front said, "OK."