sunk into the earth

Chapter 56 is still a chapter

It snowed heavily recently, the leaves on the trees fell off, and the sky was so cold that birds didn’t want to fly, but Zhang Chen always liked to sit on the fence of his balcony, facing the cold wind, playing the guitar and humming, with his legs dangling in the air, It seemed that he could fly down by leaning over and jumping. Once, the neighbor across the street thought the man was going to commit suicide and immediately called the police. When the police came, it turned out to be a big oolong. He was so angry that he slammed the door and left.

From then on, Zhang Chen went to the top of the building to play the piano and hum songs, his legs were still dangling in the air, and he was relaxed.But when the elders and aunts in the community saw him, they stamped their feet anxiously on the ground and shouted to the top: "Come down quickly! There is nothing you can't think about!"

Zhang Chen waved his guitar at them, and stood on the top of the building and replied, "I'm just playing the piano, not trying to commit suicide."

It was the coldest day after snowfall. Recently, Cheng Sheng wrapped himself in a thick black down jacket, but Zhang Chen still had short sleeves. At most, he wore a windbreaker or jacket over the short sleeves.

Cheng Sheng met Zhang Chen who was not driving on the street in the morning, and went to the company with him, and asked while walking, "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

It happened that an old man in undershirt ran past them panting, Zhang Chen pointed to the old man who was running further and further ahead and said, "Look at the old man in front also wearing short sleeves."

The old man happened to hear their conversation, and without stopping, he smiled and turned to Cheng Sheng, "It's not cold!"

When he saw that Cheng Sheng was wrapped up like rice dumplings, and his exposed hands were still clenched together for warmth, he yelled at him, "Young man, you can still wear short sleeves in winter after running with me for two months."

Cheng Sheng waved at the old man, "No, old man, keep running!" After dismissing the old man, he turned to Zhang Chen and said, "You must be used to the cold."

After saying this, Cheng Sheng pulled the zipper of the down jacket to the end with a squeak, opened the sides of the down jacket with both hands wide, hugged the person next to him in the face of the snow, and muttered: "I will give you warmth." .”

The old man in front saw that the two men were hugging each other for warmth as if no one was around, stepped on the wind on the soles of his feet, and slipped away with a groan.

Walking quickly to the avenue, the two of them no longer dared to be as sticky as before. Cheng Sheng pulled the zipper to the top, covering his neck completely, leaving only a bloodless face.Zhang Chen straightened his arms because he was messing up the folds of his clothes, turned his head and saw Cheng Sheng's dull face, and asked, "Are you too busy recently? You don't look good."

Cheng Sheng had a dull face, but he was in good spirits. When he was walking, he raised his arms to the sky. Hearing this question, he turned to Zhang Chen, "I'm happy in love and frustrated in my career, but it's okay. I can't handle anything except you?"

He thought it was funny, but Zhang Chen on the side kept silent. Cheng Sheng was a little embarrassed in this silence, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Chen staring at him. He bowed his head and said truthfully: "Starting a company is far from what I imagined. Recently, I have been busy with other things and have no time to do technical work. Instead, I miss the days when I wrote codes in front of the computer every day."

Hearing him tell the truth, Zhang Chen let go, "It's not just you and Frank's company, if you're really tired, find a chance to get out and do a job you like."

Cheng Sheng nodded, but Zhang Chen obviously felt that this person didn't listen, but he never persuaded others, and he didn't say much. After the two parted ways at the elevator entrance of the company, he sent him a text message on his mobile phone: Saturday Come to my house.

Within half a minute, Zhang Chen received a reply from the other party: Then let's go to the supermarket to buy things for living together on Friday night!

Cheng Sheng was in better spirits on Friday night, and was much more interested in shopping in the supermarket than usual. He pushed the shopping cart to sweep a large piece of puffed food in the snack area, and then went to the beverage area to fill the shopping cart with bottles of carbonated drinks.When getting drinks, he squatted next to Zhang Chen. Seeing that this man deliberately skipped the Pepsi and piled Coca-Cola in the shopping cart, he was a little surprised: "Don't you hate red the most? Why do you have so many Coca-Cola?"

Zhang Chen looked back at him, and then looked at the car full of Coca-Cola. He felt that although the packaging of this drink was annoying, the contents inside were not annoying at all. He said truthfully, "Of course because Coca-Cola tastes good."

Cheng Sheng straightened up and shook his head, "No one knows what you like and dislike."

What he said was absolutely true, because at night he found several rows of red wine in Zhang Chen's cabinet, pointing at the full cabinet in disbelief and asked Zhang Chen behind him: "Do you really hate red?"

Before Zhang Chen could answer, Cheng Sheng thought about this person's many behaviors, and asked again: "Are you living such a petty bourgeoisie?"

Zhang Chen nodded calmly behind him: "I like the sense of ceremony."

Cheng Sheng couldn't agree more with Zhang Chen's preference for a sense of ritual. After he came out of the supermarket, he thought that he would drive home directly. The two of them had dinner face to face and then did some boring things. This was the beginning of a formal cohabitation in Cheng Sheng's mind, but But Zhang Chen suddenly turned the car to the door of a specialty store, and while unfastening his seat belt, he said to Cheng Sheng in the passenger seat: "Let's buy a double quilt, and sleep under it together in the future."

There are not many men who come to choose bedding. Most of the people coming and going are couples. Occasionally, there are a few couples of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law or mother and daughter. The two men, Zhang Chen and Chengsheng, are particularly eye-catching when they mix in the bedding area for newlyweds. The boss is curious about it. He looked at them several times, Cheng Sheng was almost pierced by this gaze, but Zhang Chen had a serious face, he just touched the fabric, and when he saw something he was satisfied with, he turned and asked Cheng Sheng: "What do you think of this set?"

Cheng Sheng went over to touch the material, but had no opinion at all: "That's it."

This set of double quilts was covered with freshly washed sheets by Zhang Chen as soon as he arrived home. He tidied up the bedroom carefully while Cheng Sheng was taking a bath, and stretched out the new quilts contentedly to cover the big bed that he used to occupy alone. Standing at the end of the bed to watch for a while before returning to the living room.

In the living room, Cheng Sheng had already taken a shower, and Zhang Chen's original pajamas were hanging on his body. He was obsessed with the smell, and always felt that there was Zhang Chen's smell on the pajamas. He obviously had pajamas but didn't wear them, so he insisted on wearing another one After taking a shower, I even carried this pajamas and smelled it for a long time before I was willing to put it on myself.

When Zhang Chen was taking a bath, Cheng Sheng secretly swallowed the medicine that he should take, and then hid the medicine back in his carry-on backpack like a thief.After drinking the medicine, Cheng Sheng was a little scared, thinking that he and Zhang Chen had finally come to this point, and they must not be thrown back to the original place by his unsatisfactory body.Thinking about it, he felt a little guilty. After all, who would want to be with a person with a mental illness?Emotionally unstable, loves self-injury and hurting others, and if hurting someone, he might use it as an excuse to kidnap innocent people who are healthy and healthy. Cheng Sheng leaned on the sofa and beat himself on the knee hard, deciding to do it next week. Take time to go to the hospital for another checkup, and treat the illness properly before Zhang Chen realizes something is wrong.

Soon Zhang Chen came out of the bathroom and sat down next to Cheng Sheng with his body wet.Cheng Sheng smelled the familiar smell of shower gel on his body again, moved closer to him, pressed his nose against the exposed skin on his chest, and smelled it back and forth for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Chen pushed his head twice, but he couldn't move, so he just let him rub his chest.

Cheng Sheng lay on his chest, his voice muffled, "You smell good."

"Didn't you just use this bottle of shower gel?"

"It's not the same, it smells different on you than it does on me."

Zhang Chen stroked the man's wet hair on his chest, and asked him, "What's the difference?" He didn't get an answer after asking, so he didn't ask again. He reached for a bottle of red wine near the coffee table, and pried off the cork , found two goblets and poured them to the bottom, shaking the glasses and asked Cheng Sheng, "Do you want to drink?"

Cheng Sheng, who was buried in his chest, finally raised his head, smelled the smell, took the cup, took a sip and commented seriously: "You have pretty good taste."

The two sat on the fluffy carpet in the living room and drank a few drinks casually, and they were a little tipsy when they got up again.Cheng Sheng also just took a shower and was wet all over. As soon as he stood up, he hugged Zhang Chen, resting his head on his chest, and he was a little slurred when he spoke, "How do you know how to live now? I don't even have a drink on weekends." The habit of enjoying the night view with wine."

Zhang Chen said: "A person like me who loves to spend money can still live?"

This sentence made Cheng Sheng laugh, and slowly wrapped his arms around Zhang Chen's waist, "You still spend the weekend in a hotel, you can really spend it. But you can live if you know how to spend money. Self-satisfaction is more important than anything else." .”

After he finished speaking, he loosened the arms around his waist, and stretched out the front to unbutton the heavy pajamas one by one.

The big bed in the bedroom was covered with newly bought double quilts for two people. Cheng Sheng quickly piled the quilts to the side. His arms were still around Zhang Chen's neck. Shen said, "It's like a wedding night."

Zhang Chen was unbuttoning his pajamas, his fingers kept rubbing against his chest, he touched his chest twice when he unbuttoned halfway, and looked up at him, "It's not like we haven't done it before."

"That's different." Cheng Sheng moved forward to touch his nose, just in time to touch a piercing nose nail on it, he was stung, and suddenly laughed again, "Others know that you have slept with others when you were underage bed?"

"A few people who often come to our band's performances guess that I will sleep with someone when I am fourteen or fifteen."

Cheng Sheng sat up suddenly, with half of the buttons still hanging on his body, and said dissatisfiedly: "Others know what you look like when you are fourteen or fifteen? You are not the same when you were seventeen and now."

Zhang Chen thought his appearance was funny, pressed his shoulders and pressed him back on the bed, lowered his head and said, "It's the first time with you, it's not like you don't know, what's there to be angry about?"

This time, Cheng Sheng didn't speak or get angry anymore, he lay flat on the bed and focused on the person above who unbuttoned him.His few strands of hair were drooping, his eyelashes were drooping, and his eyes were all glued to the buttons on his chest. Cheng Sheng was fascinated by the sight, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, and said as he stroked, "You look at Bi I am young, those people on the forum must envy me, they all want to find young people now."

Zhang Chen stopped unbuttoning his button, and looked up at him: "Do you still watch the forum? What kind of forum?"

"You must know that kind of forum."

Zhang Chen didn't move his hands, and Cheng Sheng didn't mind unbuttoning the button himself. He has never had any principles in this kind of thing. , I’ve been there secretly several times since I came back from Yuncheng. The most terrifying place is the bathhouse. I only went in once and was scared to escape by the people inside. Everyone looks at you very suggestively, courageously. The older ones do these things directly in public. The park is better. I always squat in the most secret place of the park, secretly watching how they strike up a conversation and communicate, but it seems that I don’t have the same feeling as when I was with you. Later, I don’t know Why did someone come towards me and touch my arm, and then I never went to those places again."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Sheng felt his upper body was pinched by someone, and he twisted a few times in pain, and then he heard the person above ask, "What are you doing in those places?"

"I want to see how their lifestyles are different from ordinary people. I found that they are really different. It's very depressing. Everyone finds the opportunity to release it all at once. It's scary." Cheng Sheng put his hands at this time On the hand that was pinching back and forth on his body, he suddenly asked, "Do you have that tendency?"

Zhang Chen pinched him again, knowingly asked: "What tendency?"

Cheng Sheng, who was lying flat underneath, was gasped by the force of this hand, and stretched out to hold Zhang Chen's wrist, "You always hurt me so much, what other tendency can you have?"

……

In the winter night, the two of them were drenched in sweat. Cheng Sheng leaned against Zhang Chen's arms, his eyelids could hardly be opened anymore, and the last glance was left to the double quilt piled beside the bed. Looking at him, he suddenly smiled happily, and raised his head to ask Person: "Do you think we will be together forever?"

Zhang Chen asked him instead: "Do you think I'm like a person who gives up halfway?"

This time, Cheng Sheng shook his head, rubbed Zhang Chen's chin on the top of his head, and said, "I'm just curious. Where did you say we were in [-]? Will the company go public? Are we still in Beijing? Or will we go elsewhere?" The place?"

The sweat on the two people was about the same, Zhang Chen raised his hand and pulled the double quilt he just bought tonight on the two of them, nestled in this small space and stroked the wet hair in his arms, "What will happen in the future?" Let's deal with it later."