sunk into the earth

Chapter 46 Drinking Beer

Cheng Sheng should have guessed that Zhang Chen hadn't changed in his core, and that he was so stubborn that no one could persuade him.Seeing that Zhang Chen couldn't leave his body facing the computer, he couldn't lose his temper at all. He held up the pizza and fed him mouthful. Several times, his teeth and tongue hit his fingers on the opposite side. He didn't know whether it was on purpose or what. The man Ruoyou Ruowu bit him, and a layer of electricity passed through his fingertips, making his heart itch.But when he looked up again at Zhang Shen's face, he was clearly staring at the computer screen with a serious face, and he didn't give him any attention.

After much deliberation, Cheng Sheng could only blame himself for his dirty thoughts, shook his head to clear away distracting thoughts, ran to the bathroom to wash his oily hands, and then went back to the office to work overtime with Zhang Chen.

While washing his hands, Cheng Sheng suddenly remembered that he and Haiyan were squeezed together in Zhang Chen's car that day. Haiyan held his arm in the back seat, and mysteriously leaned into his ear and asked, "Do you think Zhang Chen has such a temper?"

Frankly speaking, Cheng Sheng only dared to confirm the temperament of Zhang Chen, who was in his teens, and commented honestly: "It's not good, he always gets angry, and people can't figure out the reason for his anger."

Haiyan, who was attached to Cheng Sheng's body, suddenly showed a surprised and pleasant expression, and said, "But everyone thinks that he is very nice, and friends who are familiar with him think he is a bit weird at most."

In order to prove that Zhang Chen is a good person, Haiyan began to count on her fingers: "It is thanks to Zhang Chen that I can come to work in Beijing. Although we both came from small places, there is a big difference! I just graduated from junior high school, and Zhang Shen gritted his teeth and got the best graduate student from the provincial university entrance exam. Companies would rush to get him wherever he went. I am not. I am blind and uneducated. The wild children from the backcountry have gone."

She is still counting: "The same goes for their band, the money for buying equipment and producing albums is all his. Underground rock doesn't make money at all. Zhang Chen is burning his own money playing this, but he doesn't want the other two to burn it too. Had to monopolize the situation slightly.

"But I also know that he has a bad temper in his bones. In fact, no one looks down on him." Speaking of this, Haiyan poked Cheng Sheng's arm a few times: "Tell me, why is he treating you badly? He likes to treat you on the bed. It hurts?"

Cheng Sheng's face turned red, and he slapped Haiyan's leg in a hurry, but he was afraid that Zhang Chen, who was driving in front of him, would hear it, so he suppressed his voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? We don't know each other at all."

Haiyan gave a "tsk" and shook her head: "How could he treat you badly if you don't know him well? Don't lie to me."

Cheng Sheng was stunned by her words, couldn't think of how to refute for a while, blushed and held his anger, and finally let it all out, and asked the person next to him listlessly: "Then has he ever been in a relationship before?" ?”

"I'm not a fucking mother. He won't report to me even if he's secretly dating." After speaking, Haiyan leaned up again, pointing forward: "You ask him yourself, he doesn't like to tell lies, he is sure. I'll tell you all."

After returning from the bathroom, Cheng Sheng turned on the computer again, and started part of the work that should be done tomorrow in advance. During the middle, he caught Zhang Chen looking at his computer screen a few times, but quickly looked away.Cheng Sheng was so tortured by his erratic behavior that he couldn't concentrate on his work, so he went to the tea room to make a cup of black coffee to refresh himself, and then returned to his work station to continue working overtime after his heart sank to the ground.

The two entrepreneurial migrant workers really didn’t get off work until one o’clock in the morning. At this time, no window in the entire office building was lit, and it was dark in the distance. The two walked out side by side, rubbing their shoulders. It's too bad. On the way to the garage, I chatted with each other about work problems.

Cheng Sheng's home is close to the company, but only a few minutes' drive away.Zhang Chen was still driving today. Cheng Sheng was leaning against the car window and thinking about things in a daze on the way. Zhang Chen unintentionally glanced to the side, just in time to catch a glimpse of his wind-blown messy hair. His cheeks were also tense, looking preoccupied.

Within 10 minutes, Cheng Sheng arrived at Cheng Sheng's house, but when he got off the car, Cheng Sheng suddenly grabbed Zhang Chen's wrist, without looking at him, and asked in a daze, "Do you want to drink? I'm not sleepy at all, go back Also bored and can't sleep.?"

Zhang Chen drank three cups of black coffee today, and he didn't feel sleepy at the moment, so he naturally agreed to Cheng Sheng, pulled over the car and turned off the car, and the two of them went down to find a small shop to buy beer together.

They didn't go back to Cheng Sheng's house directly, but took a seat on the chairs in the neighborhood with plastic bags containing wine cans.The wind in the early morning was a little cooler, and the two of them no longer deliberately kept a distance, shoulder to shoulder leaning against the wind.Zhang Chen first opened a can of beer, raised his head and took a sip, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Are you not driving now?"

Cheng Sheng also took out a can from the plastic bag and opened it, and replied, "No, it's low-carbon and environmentally friendly."

Zhang Chen nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Except for the day when they met in the bar, Zhang Chen almost never saw Cheng Sheng driving again. Occasionally in the morning, he would meet Cheng Sheng at the gate of the company. Cheng Sheng always rode a black bicycle with an old school bike on his back. Backpack, neatly cut hair, much shorter than Zhang Chen, wearing the most common T-shirt and jeans, like a person who has not yet left the school gate.

Zhang Chen thought that he had supper with Qin Xiao and the others a few days ago, and it happened that Cheng Sheng was busy rushing to work at the company and was away. Boss Qin seized the opportunity to tell Zhang Chen a story about his boss' childhood.

Counting them together, Cheng Sheng, Qin Xiaohaiyan is considered a generation, Cheng Sheng happened to catch up with the tail of the 70s, and Zhang Chen, who was born next to the 1980s, was the youngest. What happened to you post-[-]s when Boss Qin attacked you.

Boss Qin also said that when they were young, there were still many old tiled houses in this area. There were more bars than cars on the street. As soon as school is over, I run wildly on the road like the wind.At that time, Cheng Sheng had a crew cut, wore a vest and big pants in summer, and waved his dirt-stained arms to lead a group of children up a tree and into a chimney.At that time, Boss Qin was not as stocky as he is now, with thin arms and legs and a girly face, and whenever he was bullied, he would ask Cheng Sheng to show him off.Cheng Sheng is a big kid, fearless of heaven and earth, and took the firecrackers stored at home to blow up other people's yards, blowing away a few roof tiles.

Speaking of this, Boss Qin shook his head: "If I were his old Cheng, I would have pushed this son into the pond and drowned him. But his father's behavior was relatively light, he only took him home and spanked his ass a few times.

Zhang Chen was very interested in this matter, and said while adding wine to the glass: "Their family is quite traditional, and they will be punished if they do something wrong."

Boss Qin put down his glass, "Yeah, don't look at his old Cheng, who is now an official. He used to be a traditional literati. He spoke sourly. He wanted his son to do things that others couldn't reach. It's better to do it Things at the level of two bombs and one satellite are glorious. As a result, Cheng Sheng and his father did not deal with them. After leaving the country, they no longer depended on the family for life and death. Now they fly out to do it alone. superior."

Zhang Chen could still listen to these things with relish, but later Boss Qin talked about the old love between the three of them, and when he and Cheng Sheng were originally married by mothers, Zhang Chen was already impatient, and his index and middle fingers kept rubbing against each other. .Haiyan next to him heard the noise, groped and patted his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Are you addicted to cigarettes?"

Zhang Chen let out a "hmm", and when he heard Boss Qin talk about how the three of them perfectly formed a love triangle relationship when they were seventeen or eighteen, he couldn't help his addiction, and finally left a table of acquaintances to return. Smoked in the car.

Boss Qin saw the man returning to the car with a hanging face like a gust of wind, with a puzzled expression on his face, he poked Haiyan beside him, "Can Cheng Sheng bear his strange temper? I don't know what to say to provoke people Angry, the two of you can't fight when you work together?"

Haiyan smiled: "The two are very good, the more they fight, the more they love each other."

Boss Qin was kept in the dark, thinking that this "love" was the love of colleagues, and nodded foolishly, "It makes sense, my wife and I are the same, and fighting is even stickier." He tilted his head to think about it and said, "I and My daughter did the same, she stretched out her claws fiercely to scratch my face, and I thought she grabbed it well, it was so cute."

Zhang Chen leaned on the back of his chair to drink, and when he thought about that day, he felt that Cheng Sheng and Cheng Sheng when he was a child were both ridiculous. Now he looks back at Cheng Sheng beside him. , I always felt something stuck in my heart, I couldn't help but patted Cheng Sheng, who was drinking heavily, and asked, "How were the years when you were abroad?"

Cheng Sheng was dizzy from the topic of his coming and going, and said truthfully: "It's not good, I was deceived by the rental agency when I first went there, and I found Frank to live with me later."

Zhang Chen nodded, and asked again: "What about your previous job?"

"It's not bad, but I can't integrate." Cheng Sheng lowered his head and thought about something, "I fell ill once, and when I opened my eyes, I found that they were all foreigners. At that time, I just wanted to go back to China right away. Fortunately, I came back after a few years. gone."

Zhang Chen then asked: "Why did you fall ill? What illness?"

Cheng Sheng didn't speak this time, and even put the wine jar in his hand back on the chair.

The two of them were leaning on the wooden chair at the door of Cheng Sheng's house. There was a couple quarreling on the first floor opposite, which eventually turned into tinkling and smashing things. The noisy noise gave Cheng Sheng a lot of courage. He spent the whole night except working. I was thinking about the question I asked Haiyan, and it was already squeezed into my throat, but I still planned to ask other people symbolically, "What about you? How did your band start? I heard that your first song Written at the age of 17."

Zhang Chen looked up at the moon, with a loose arm on Cheng Sheng's shoulder.Cheng Sheng thought he didn't want to mention it again, and planned to change the topic, but suddenly heard him ask back: "Is it very immature and ugly?"

Cheng Sheng was just about to say, "It sounds better than the current one", and then he heard someone next to him say: "No way, I only started learning piano and music theory when I was 17 years old, and the level of the first piece can only reach this level. The version is the result of Lao Liu and I reforming it together, if the original version is played, people who are serious about music will laugh at me."

Cheng Sheng wanted to say how it was possible, but he suddenly realized that Zhang Chen didn't need his encouragement at all, so he swallowed what he was about to say just now, and asked, "But it doesn't matter if others laugh at you, does it?"

Zhang Chen glanced at him sideways, as if he hadn't expected him to say this, but he still had that flat expression on his face, and said casually: "Of course it doesn't matter, I'm writing to myself, it doesn't even matter if it sounds good or bad, it's just a carrier."

Hearing this, Cheng started laughing, his throat moved, and he asked again: "Can the carrier also be a person?"

What he didn't say is, was I also the carrier of your emotions before?

This time Zhang Chen thought for a long time and said "yes" softly.

Cheng Sheng doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, he was a little dizzy after only two bottles, and he gradually became more courageous, so he pretended to be more drunk and finally asked the most curious question tonight: "Last time at Lao Qin's Bar, how much did you see?" The girl at the show likes you, haven't you talked to anyone in years?"

Of course Zhang Chen knew what he meant, but he still asked deliberately: "What kind of talk are you talking about? Serious talk? That's not it."

"What about the irregular ones?"

"Do you really want to listen?"

Cheng Sheng's heart suddenly turned cold, thinking that he probably guessed right.At this time, he didn't really want to listen anymore, but the unsatisfactory curiosity in his heart still pushed the words out: "I want to listen, please tell me."

There is a tall and thin street lamp next to it. Zhang Chen can see Cheng Sheng's frustrated face in the light and shadow, but he likes others because he has such an expression. I met a girl with thick eyebrows and big eyes who was very beautiful. She always came to the bar wearing a low-cut suspender skirt. After every time, she squatted at the bar door and waited for me to collect things. We chatted occasionally. Once she told me that there were only her father and sister at home. My sister is good at studying, but my father hates them both so they don't study. She also told me that her father always called her and her sister whores, and then she and her sister really went to a private club to be prostitutes, The money my sister earns is used for a little boy, and her money is used to buy luxury goods and watch our performances. She comes to every show, and even follows the whole tour."

Speaking of which, Zhang Shenxin opened a can of beer and drank several sips from the bottle before continuing, "After a performance, she lay on my lap and cried, saying that she knew nothing about music but loved our songs for no reason. We chatted One night, I went to a nearby hotel when it was almost dawn. We almost went to bed, but we still didn’t, I don’t like her, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

Cheng Sheng's heart sank, his head drooped, his mouth still stubbornly wanted to ask the end: "Is there any more?"

"Nothing."

Putting his hands on his knees, Cheng Sheng felt that the wound was aching, he hesitated and asked again: "You only sleep with people you like, don't you?"

"Yes."

Cheng Sheng couldn't control his inexplicably sour sarcasm, and continued, "Then you really don't look like a man. Men are lower-body animals who can't help their sexual desire."

"What about you? Do you have many?"

Cheng Sheng rubbed his bruised knee, and argued, "Our school has a lot of homework, so how can you be bothered to find a job after class?"

Zhang Chen didn't care about his sophistry, and nodded clearly: "Then you are not a man either."

The two men who were not men were silent together. After a while, Cheng Sheng suddenly remembered something, looked up at Zhang Chen, and asked urgently, "Then what about kissing?"

Zhang Chen next to him didn't know what he was going to do when he was surprised, so he frowned and asked, "What kiss?"

"Didn't you say you only sleep with people you like? What about kissing?"

Zhang Chen realized that he was a bit too twisted, and he didn't want to say anything. He took another two sips from the beer can and said, "That girl told me that she is never allowed to kiss when she serves customers, but you can kiss. You can do other things, except mouth to mouth, no matter how much money you pay, she said that kissing is something that can only be done in the world of lovers."

This time it was Cheng Sheng's turn to be silent. Sweat broke out on his forehead in the cool breeze in the middle of the night. He didn't know how to react. Did Zhang Chen's family kiss that night?They did kiss together, and when their lips touched each other's body, they could not wait to stick together as if they were on fire, but they couldn't remember how it ended in the end, and they were even less sure that they were doing things in the world of love.

After a while, Cheng Sheng stood up in a daze, threw the beer cans around him into a plastic bag one by one, carried it to the trash can, and when he came back, he asked Zhang Chen: "What time are we on Saturday?" What's the train?"

Zhang Chen looked up at him and said, "09:30, I'll pick up Haiyan at seven o'clock, and I'll pick you up later."

Cheng Sheng nodded, reached out to pull Zhang Chen up from the chair, moved closer, and said to him, "I'm going home. I'll see you at work tomorrow morning. Good night."

Zhang Chen also said to him: "Good night."