sunk into the earth

"Put it next to the TV?"

The person opposite suddenly asked him.Only then did Cheng Sheng come back to his senses suddenly, and he responded several times in a row, followed by someone who put the drum down against the wall in a daze.

The two of them worked several times back and forth, and finally moved Cheng Sheng's pile of useless things into the house.Cheng Sheng used the incandescent lamp in the living room to look at the boy who was moving things with him several times, staring at him from head to toe, but unfortunately the person on the opposite side never looked at him like he did just now, just caring about himself Carefully arranged Cheng Sheng's dangling toys neatly.Grandma's house wasn't too big, but when these things squeezed it, the originally spacious living room would become cramped.

The two strangers tidied things up and managed to find a place to stay among a pile of musical instruments, both of whom were relatively speechless.Cheng Sheng is usually a person who can speak well, but now for some reason, his lips seemed to be pressed by a stapler, and he struggled for a long time without uttering a word.

The boy looked at him sideways, thinking that this person was inexplicable, and took the lead in explaining: "I repaired the radio for grandma today, and it was too late to let me live here after the repair. Grandma has already fallen asleep. Tell her tomorrow morning that you are gone." It's better to be back."

Cheng Sheng nodded, and belatedly remembered that the two of them didn't know each other's name, so he asked him aloud, "Your name?"

"Zhang Chen."

Cheng Sheng said "Oh", but he was thinking about what kind of strange name this is. How could parents name their children "Shen"?Where to sink?Sink?Yuncheng, a small city on the 180th line, will really sink to the ground if it sinks any further.

While he was pondering, Zhang Chen went to close the door, and the iron door jingled, but he was not at all curious about Cheng Sheng's name, he just locked the place that should be locked carefully, and pulled it a few times. Confirm that there is no problem before returning.

Cheng Sheng crossed his arms and observed his every move, guessing that if he didn't take the initiative to talk to him, the two of them would probably be cold all night, so he picked a topic: "Why didn't you ask my name?"

Just as Zhang Chen checked the door lock, he went back to the bedroom and got a light blue pajamas on the bed. He came out and put it on Cheng Sheng's shoulder, and replied, "Grandma told me about you, I know."

Without waiting for Cheng Sheng's reaction, he took out a new cool summer quilt from the bedroom cabinet, spread it neatly for him, turned the electric fan to two levels, and took the other thin sheet to go to the sofa.

"Hey!"

Seeing that he was really going to sleep on the sofa, Cheng Sheng called him from behind, fearing to disturb grandma, "There is no fan on the sofa, aren't you afraid of the heat?"

Zhang Chen said, "It's fine."

"There is no mat, and it will definitely be hot to death at night."

"fine."

"The sofa is very hard. After sleeping all night, your waist will break when you wake up tomorrow morning. Men, don't toss your waist casually."

Zhang Chen looked back at him holding the thin sheet of the bed, and said, "I can sleep anywhere, haven't you been in the car all day? Go to sleep now."

This is the second time that the two people's eyes crossed each other. When Zhang Chen looked at people, he always gave people a provocative illusion. Cheng Sheng would tremble when he glanced at them, but there was neither disgust nor fear in this trembling. A tingling electric current sizzled in his body, and Cheng Sheng couldn't find any adjectives to define this feeling, he just thought this person was interesting and twisted enough, and he probably got along well with him after getting along for a long time.

This time, Cheng Sheng returned to his previous stupid appearance, took the initiative to grab the sheet in his hand, and put it back on the bed in his bedroom, not allowing him to refuse, "My bed is 1.5 meters long, and the two of us can work together for one night. If grandma wakes up tomorrow morning and sees you on the sofa, she will scold me to death, don't hurt me."

The person who robbed him of the blanket gave him a blank look.

Zhang Chen thought about it like this, but he didn't refuse this time, he just stayed for one night for some reason, and he should sleep wherever the owner asked him to sleep.He stared at the small bed for a long time, and suddenly said: "Then you should sleep inside against the wall, because it is easy to fall outside, and I will leave as soon as the sun rises tomorrow morning."

"Okay, then I'll take a shower later, you go to bed first, I'll try to keep my voice as low as possible." Cheng Sheng just opened the suitcase and said to the people behind while rummaging through things inside.

Zhang Chen inadvertently glanced at his suitcase, half a box of foreign documents, black and white comic books, draft paper scattered everywhere, some scores written on it, snacks he had never seen before, and a few stacks Thick hundred-dollar bills.

He stared at the things in the suitcase for a long time before reminding him softly: "Be quiet when you take a shower later, the old man is a light sleeper."

Cheng Sheng answered him while sorting out his toiletries from the suitcase: "Got it."

He packed his things as if the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the suitcase, which was not very tidy, was turned over like a dog gnawed by him.Zhang Chen on the side supported the side of the bed with one arm, took the water glass on the bedside table, held the glass in one hand and sipped water, frowning and observing Cheng Sheng's posture.

Cheng Sheng seemed to feel the gaze behind him, and when he thought about those dark eyes sticking to his body, he felt an indescribable feeling stuck in his heart, so he restrained his rummaging movements.

"I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed first, don't wait for me."

Cheng Sheng searched for about ten minutes before finally finding all the things he was looking for, and walked towards the bathroom with his pajamas and a bag of toiletries in his arms.

Zhang Chen looked at his back, and subconsciously frowned—he walked carelessly, and there was a slender and protruding bone at the back of his neck, with some inexplicable tattoo patterns coiled on it, with pictures and words, English and puppies.This reminded him of the old bridge across from the steel factory. Some out-of-the-ordinary artists often took paint buckets and scribbled on the bridge surface. The blue and red mixed together, which didn't look like bullshit, and the painting had the same effect.

Cheng Sheng didn't know what the man behind him was thinking about him, so he happily landed in the bathroom with his pajamas and toiletries in his arms.

There was no bathroom in the old building, and everyone flocked to the big bathhouse on weekends, but Grandma Li was getting old, and an old man who always went to the big bathhouse was prone to accidents, so she installed a shower head for the house.

Cheng Sheng stood under the shower head and turned on the water. As soon as he closed his eyes, the glance Zhang Chen inadvertently looked at him when he raised his head. It was so ordinary, but for some reason, it took root in his mind. It flashed dozens of times in the last ten minutes.

Cheng Sheng didn't know where this emotion came from, he just wanted to be friends with this boy.He has never seen a boy who is not mischievous. In the past, the children in their yard always climbed trees together, skipped class to go swimming, sneaked into the chimney, ruined the world, and were taken back one by one to be beaten.But Zhang Chen didn't seem to have this kind of childhood, as if he was born as an expressionless adult.

He didn't know why a teenage boy was in such a state, as if he lived in a completely different world from him.This kind of fragmented experience made Cheng Sheng palpitate. He had never made friends outside the circle of the compound, let alone played with such odd jobs, but he always had an unfounded sense of self-confidence, feeling that he and this The boy has a lot of fate.

Cheng Sheng came out of the bathroom dripping wet, wearing the pajamas that Zhang Chen handed him just now, a white towel on his head, and gently shaking his hair with one hand.

When he pushed open the bedroom door, he found that Zhang Chen was still awake, reading a high school English textbook in his arms, opening and closing his mouth slightly but making no sound, it seemed that he was memorizing it by heart.

The white T-shirt that Zhang Chen was wearing just now is gone, and he is only wearing a black vest with a loose neckline, revealing a severed collarbone and a large chest. The rhythm of things tapped on the bed board.

Cheng Sheng stood at the door and stared at him for a long time, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, moved into the room slowly, sat down on the bed, read Zhang Chen's book carefully, and took the initiative to talk to him: "High school English? Your high school English book? live?"

The person next to him felt a steaming living thing coming around him, and he said "um" without looking up.

Cheng Sheng didn't have any eyesight, and when he saw that someone was reciting seriously, he couldn't help wanting to bother him, so he babbled again: "You can't do it like this, and you will forget it after a few days, I'll teach you how to do it right." The study method of the Eight Classics, I almost won the first prize in the college entrance examination, really, just a little bit, if I didn’t fail in my composition, there would be no such thing as a top prize.”

Zhang Chen put down the book, looked up at him, "Sleeping? I'll turn off the lights."

Cheng Sheng's long speech before he had time to say it was all choked in his throat, he stopped unwillingly, and just said "then go to bed", then kicked off his slippers and went to bed, and crawled into the inner position next to the bed , I accidentally tripped and fell during the process, and almost knocked the whole person on the opposite window sill.

The fall was not small, and Zhang Chen, who was going to turn off the lights, couldn't help but look back at him, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's too hot today, I almost got heatstroke, and now I'm a little dizzy."

With a snap, Zhang Chen turned off the light, and just said "um", which was regarded as an answer to what he just said.

Now the room was completely dark, Cheng Sheng was lying flat, with a towel under his head, and continued to wipe his hair for a while.In the darkness, he felt someone slowly approaching beside him, deliberately keeping a long distance before lying down.

The two were lying side by side. The bed was only 1.5 meters long, but there was a big gap between them, and no one could touch the other.

It was the first time for Cheng Sheng to share a bed with someone else, unable to fall asleep, staring at the dark ceiling with a pair of eyes staring at the dark night.

The old electric fan on the opposite side hummed continuously, sending gusts of cool wind towards them.Cheng Sheng keenly sensed the smell of the same shower gel exuding from the two of them. Thinking of this, Cheng Sheng felt a little dizzy, and wanted to pat the person next to him, wake him up for a chat, and ask him if he could play poker. Don't listen to rock, have you ever been to Beijing, or continue to teach him some exam tips.

But before he could figure it out, there was even the sound of breathing from next to him, very light, like Zhang Chen, he always felt like a mass of air or a gust of wind, unlike a young man who showed his emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Cheng Sheng got up cautiously, and bent down like a maniac to see the sleeping figure of the person next to him. He held his breath and approached, and the moonlight outside the window hit Zhang Chen's side face.

Zhang Chen is handsome, with long and narrow eyes and a delicate nose. His nose is slender and the tip of his nose is slightly raised, which is different from the rough high nose bridge of ordinary men. Cheng Sheng stared at this nose for a long time, and complained that this nose was so ugly. Nose studs are perfect.

He doesn't have a nose stud himself, but there are quite a few ear studs. In his right ear, there are six in total from the cartilage to the earlobe, four holes in the cartilage, three hanging chains and one metal stud, two holes in the earlobe, all metal studs.Every time the counselor met him, he would nag at him, that college students should have a good appearance, but Cheng Sheng didn't care about that, the more strange he was, the more he wanted to attract him, wishing to paint himself in colorful colors to show off every day.

Just when Cheng Sheng was thinking about what kind of nails should be put on the nose, the person below suddenly sighed softly, turned over calmly, leaving only his back for Cheng Sheng.