sunk into the earth

Chapter 9 Dark Green Night

In the dark, Cheng Sheng didn't stand still for a long time, he actually developed an inexplicable courage in such a cramped space, his mind became hot, he changed the topic, and asked: "Cheng Dieyi dares to love and hate, vigorously, I am the same, can't you?" ?”

This time, Zhang Chen was slightly stunned. He looked at the gray ground for a long time in the dark under the dim moonlight, and then said: "Okay, but it's hard to be comprehensive in movies, and it's even more difficult to be comprehensive in life."

Cheng Shengqiang pretended not to care: "Everything is difficult, and the courage to die is not in vain.

Zhang Chen was pondering the meaning of his words, he seemed to understand but couldn't fully understand, he only replied to him for most of the day: "We are not the same kind of people."

This is a compromise, Cheng Ming made it clear, the confrontation between him and Zhang Chen is like a balance, as long as he is determined to press down and shoot at him like a machine gun, the person on the other side will have to hide, and he will never be able to give it to him. How oppressive.

After realizing this, his arrogance increased sharply, and he pulled Zhang Chen's coat cuffs towards the gate, muttering: "What kind of people are different? You have a problem with your thinking. Now everyone talks about equal rights, and men and women are fast. We have become the same kind of people, why are we not the same kind of people? Walk around, smoke a cigarette and then go home, it suffocates me."

They went out on the stone steps again to smoke.It was very dark, and the moonlight was covered with a layer of dust.Cheng Sheng was next to Zhang Chen, and his arm touched him from time to time. He became very calm at the moment. Cheng Dieyi and his natural cheekiness gave him courage. Anyway, he has been caught, so it is better to turn defense into offense .Cheng Sheng didn't know if his erratic and erratic palpitations were qualified to be called this affection or that intention, he only knew that whoever wants to be with whom is a matter of shame, and it is even more face-saving when dealing with people like Zhang Chen Step on the bottom of your feet.

The richer the face, the more qualified the person is to waste it. Obviously, Cheng Sheng said that the more skinny people are, the more they will avoid it and dare not expose it. This is self-evident.

While Cheng Sheng touched the cigarette, he remembered that Chang Xin Zhong liked to light himself with a lit cigarette. At that time, they would get very close, and even a slow-witted person like him could smell the female hormones rushing towards his face at that time.So he planned to do the same thing, first lit the one in his mouth, then poked his head in front of Zhang Chen, rubbing his face to light the cigarette for him in a posture that a blind man could see the intention caught.

The two of them were so close that when Cheng Sheng turned his head sideways, his nose was almost touching him, and his breaths were all combined into one breath, but the distance was so fleeting. Zhang Chen took a cautious look at him and stepped back slightly. step.

No matter how rough the nerve development was, this action still hurt Cheng Sheng, who had just made up his mind. He took a sharp puff of the cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a large puff of smoke, and asked sullenly: "Have you had this personality since you were a child? "

Zhang Chen knew what he was referring to, and answered truthfully: "When I was a child, it was much worse than now. The teacher told my mother that she suspected that I was mentally ill."

Cheng Sheng gave a "fuck" sound, as if he was the one being blamed, and scolded, "What teacher? She's just mentally ill if she says that to a student like that!"

But after he finished cursing, he was still curious, hesitantly asked again: "Then actually, is there any?"

Zhang Chen glanced at him, "No."

Cheng Sheng let out a long sigh, turned off the fire, and said, "I heard that personality is determined by genes. Some people are indeed like this, and they can't be changed. It doesn't matter. I think you are very good."

Cheng Sheng gave a long series of testimonials enthusiastically, but Zhang Chen didn't respond, but Cheng Sheng felt used to it now, and habits can be formed in one day. Cheng Sheng unilaterally thought that there was no other explanation except fate.

After the two smoked the cigarette, the long day finally came to an end with the fading cigarette butt falling into the tree pit.

Cheng Sheng felt that his day had been full of ups and downs, and he would have to annoy people if he pushed harder and harder, so he rarely understood the meaning of enough time, waved him goodbye, and walked towards the design institute alone.

Zhang Chen looked at the back that was gradually disappearing into the night, and he was fooling around. Just by looking at the back, he could guess the character of this person with an eight-point accuracy. He squatted on the stone steps and smoked another cigarette by himself. He took off his coat and walked slowly towards the Sangang family courtyard.

When Zhang Chen returned home, the living room was in a mess, glass and porcelain shards were scattered everywhere, he wanted to close his eyes and step over these horrible things, but he stopped halfway. Sighing helplessly, he resigned himself to the bathroom and picked up a broom and dustpan to clean up the mess.

After Zhang Chen cleaned up the mess in the living room and went back to the bedroom, he found that Li Xiaoyun was sleeping on his bed, covered only by a coat. The electric fan with a green background and white border was creaking, and Zhang Chen stood in front of the bed for a long time. After a while, she sat on the floor next to the bed and looked carefully at Li Xiaoyun's face.

Everyone said that he and his mother were carved out of the same mold. The neighbors love to gossip about Li Xiaoyun, seeing her in a dress and high heels, she looks weird, saying that she is a housewife who dresses like this, and she probably has the intention of seducing wild men outside.

What about Zhang Shen?He should be a replica of Li Xiaoyun. Looking at Li Xiaoyun's face, he remembered that when he was seven or eight years old, he danced rubber bands with the daughter of a certain family in the yard. He set up two wooden chairs in the shade of a tree and watched the little girl count one or two by herself. Three four five six seven, and then she suddenly ran over and threw him on the lawn next to him, and kissed him on the face, Zhang Chen didn't know that a child would understand so much, so he subconsciously pushed her, and then went down In a second, he was slapped five times by the other parents who went downstairs to ask their daughter to go home for dinner.

He looked at Li Xiaoyun, and thought of his junior high school, and the Chinese teacher from Beijing who treated him very well. He was a gentleman, and he always used circumstantial evidence when he spoke. The drastic education reform is to enrich the entertainment and cultural life of the students. Every Friday, the last two self-study classes will organize the students in the class to watch movies.

The first time I watched Farewell My Concubine was with the teacher. The male teacher took Zhang Chen back to his staff dormitory in the name of after-school tutoring on a Friday. The two of them finished watching the DVD on the wooden bed of the male teacher. When Cheng Dieyi, who was wearing exquisite drama makeup, hugged Duan Xiaolou from behind, the male teacher also hugged him from behind.

Ten-year-old Zhang Chen froze in place, and when a pair of warm adult male palms touched his side, he got up in panic, raised the tea mug next to the wooden table and slammed it on the teacher's head.

Then he saw blood.During those days, Zhang Chen dreamed of a pool of oxidized blackened blood and a pair of devil's hands every day and every night.

As soon as she thought of this, Li Xiaoyun woke up suddenly. She sat up in a daze. Seeing her son sitting by the bed seemed relieved, she got up and got off the floor to change her slippers, and asked Zhang Chen, "Where have you been? I can't find any shadows."

"Going out with friends."

"Didn't go through the front door?"

"Ah."

Li Xiaoyun was not used to it, so she praised him instead: "It's good to go out with friends more, don't be bored by yourself, Yang Mingming and his mine will give a day off this weekend, you can go out with him."

Zhang Chen agreed, and suddenly found a gold necklace hanging around Li Xiaoyun's neck, which he had never seen before, and he knew it was very valuable at a casual glance.

"Where did it come from? The necklace around your neck."

Li Xiaoyun was rubbing her eyes, glanced down at the shiny pendant on her collarbone, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It was given by an uncle who danced together in the ballroom."

After she finished speaking, she felt that she didn't need to explain this to her son. Holding the coat that was covering her body, she continued: "Mom went to sleep on the sofa. Go to bed early, it's almost here."

Zhang Chen suddenly grabbed her cuff, and said in a bad tone, "You accepted such expensive things for no reason? Did you and my dad fight tonight because of this?"

"How can I beat your dad? Your dad beat me!"

"He's not a thing, but it's not right for you to accept things from others." Zhang Chen was still very stubborn.

Li Xiaoyun woke up from drowsiness. As a mother, she was taught by her son. She was so wronged that she stood up and walked to the living room without turning her head. Before she slammed the bedroom door, she said a few words: "Your mother Isn’t it all for you? How useful is this thing for hanging around my neck? In a few days, I’ll go to the gold shop to exchange money. Isn’t the money just a little bit? Public houses can’t be sold, otherwise you can buy them next year Who will pay for your college tuition?"

Zhang Chen stopped talking.

He closed the door and sniffed lightly a few times. He has rhinitis, and almost everyone in Yuncheng has mild or severe rhinitis, even pneumoconiosis.

Zhang Chen is not sad, he is not ashamed of such a careless life, he just suddenly thought of some unheard of new things that happened tonight, such as Cheng Sheng's indifferent sentence - Cheng Dieyi dares to love and hate, vigorously, I It's the same, isn't it?

Dare to love, dare to hate, and vigorous life?

Zhang Chen is very confused, not to mention that he lives like that, he has never even seen or heard of it, he only knows that people die for money, five yuan can make street vendors fight for their heads, and 15 yuan can make a Standing in a massage parlor in Peony Alley with heavy make-up on, the girl can get a lot of fights and even kills for 30 to [-] yuan.

Outside the door, Li Xiaoyun lay down next to the sofa, and inside the door, Zhang Chen also slowly lay down on his little bed. He was fascinated by the creaking electric fan at the end of the bed, looked at its green base, and thought of the two rows of blue green walls at the entrance of the bathroom. On the gray stone steps, thinking of the male hormones rushing towards his face when someone lighted his cigarette almost face to face, thinking of those ethereal words, such as vigorous, not crazy, not alive, Zhang Chen inevitably had fantasies about them, It doesn't matter who it is, Cheng Sheng or which voice is the same, but the feeling of rampage is too novel, Zhang Chen has never experienced it, as long as those words appear in his mind, he thinks of raging fire, clusters of fire Ah, burning, it burned until everyone was turned into ashes before it was unwillingly extinguished.

The fire burned in Zhang Chen's mind, but spread directly to Cheng Sheng.

Cheng Sheng went back to grandma's house lightly, lay on the bed tossing and turning, and didn't fall asleep all night.The rhetoric and rhetoric he had put in front of Zhang Chen a few hours ago had long since disappeared. Just thinking about the two of them being naked in the bathhouse for more than ten minutes, he had to grab the edge of the bed and take a few breaths to catch his breath.

When he had slowed down enough, his mind began to think about other pictures uncontrollably, what would the two men do?By hand or what?He secretly watched the film with Fa Xiao, but it was a male and female film, and the two bodies rolled back and forth close together, and the matter was over after rolling around.

When he watched it, he lacked interest, thinking that the splayed posture was really indecent, like two koalas sticking together and grabbing leaves to eat.When Qin Xiao heard that her eyes were going to pop out, she was so frightened that she touched his crotch and wailed exaggeratedly: "It's over! I was thinking of getting two pieces to vent your anger. You have a tendency to not express your feelings, and you can't vent them at all." Come out, I'm busy for nothing!"

Although Qin Xiao was full of gunshots, Cheng Sheng really almost believed it for a second. Now that I think about it, why not?It's clear that the person is wrong. If the person is right, he can lift his back to the sky.

Cheng Sheng was lying on his back on the bed, and the hot wind from outside kept blowing past his body along the window, but the wind was getting hotter and hotter, so he got down and turned the fan to third gear, still puzzled, as soon as his head touched the bed, it would start playing automatically A small movie that I peeked at with Qin Xiao.

Saying that Cheng Sheng is clever is not a lie, because when this little movie was played in a loop in his mind, his face was automatically changed in an extremely intelligent way.After a few minutes, Cheng Sheng couldn't help it anymore, bit his lip, and quietly stretched out his hand, thinking about this matter, tossing and turning.

The wooden bed shook slightly, and it took a long time before the shaking stopped following the sudden stiffening of the body.The fire that had been simmering in my heart since Xia Tian melted into the air in a few seconds of blank space.

Cheng Sheng looked at the ceiling and reached for the toilet paper next to the bed with a sticky hand.