sunk into the earth

Just when Cheng Sheng was about to feel emotional, his sad heart froze into ice.Only then did he feel the hard concrete floor beneath him, and the chilly air penetrated directly into his body following Zhang Chen's words.

But he is really talented in thick-skinned. He was exposed twice in public in one day, but he didn't feel ashamed to seek death and life. He just subconsciously stretched out an arm and whispered: "Give me a hand, I can't get out."

Zhang Chen looked at the stretched arm under the bed. The cuffs of the white shirt were stained with dust from the ground, and there were a few scratched red marks on the wrist.

"Come out by yourself."

Cheng Sheng didn't know what to do, so I was embarrassed to say more, so I had to find a stress point on the shoulder with difficulty, rubbing my back against the floor, and moved to the side a little bit like a silly penguin.But after moving for a long time, he only moved half of his body, and his back and the floor were pierced with burning pain.

Just when he was thinking in his heart whether to be cheeky and ask Zhang Chen for help again, the man beside the bed suddenly grabbed his wrist, like dragging an animal, lifted his arm forcefully, and dragged him from under the bed out.

Cheng Sheng was unprepared. His back, which was covered in bruises, was tortured by the concrete floor. He didn't feel any pain before, but now that there was a big living person in front of him, he couldn't hold it anymore and shouted: " It hurts! I'm going to dislocate!"

The man in front ignored him. After dragging him out, he took his dirty white shirt and warned him: "Do you want me to call the police?"

Cheng Sheng's first reaction was not fear, but slander. It may not be useful to call the police in this small place like yours, but he was used to Lao Cheng's advice, and he immediately realized that he had a problem with his mind, and his words turned around in his stomach. , blurted out: "Don't Jie, I just want to play with you, it's too boring to be here alone."

"You can't enter through the front door?"

"How embarrassing to enter from the front!"

"Isn't it embarrassing to climb a window?"

Cheng Sheng chuckled twice, and said nonsense, "I'm afraid of disturbing you and your family."

Zhang Chen nodded, understood something, suddenly grabbed his shoulders, pushed him towards the door, and said to him, "Let's go."

Cheng Sheng was pushed staggeringly. The unfriendliness in this force was too obvious. He was a little scared and couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"

"Police station."

police station?The fear under the silence just now became lighter in this certain answer, is it a threat?Cheng Sheng was not sure, but he subconsciously determined that Zhang Chen would not do this, so he said to him with an almost playful smile: "I'm a bastard, trespassing, breaking the law and committing crimes, I'm sorry, but after you send me to the police station, grandma How is the family business going?"

Zhang Chen stopped, didn't speak, just looked at him.

Cheng Sheng leaned crookedly against the door, stared uncomfortably by the dark eyes, and patted the ash on his clothes unnaturally, but the ash was like a magnet, the more he patted, the more sticky he was.

Suddenly, the person across from him withdrew his gaze, sideways pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his drawer, put them on without any particular attention, walked to the window sill as if Cheng Sheng didn't exist, and slowly puffed on his cigarette in the wind.

Cheng Sheng realized that he had left his mouth open, and he stood behind him in embarrassment, wondering if he was too flirtatious just now, or if Zhang Chen was too serious?You have to know that when heartless meets serious, the one who gets hurt is always the serious one. He could see that this person was sulking, regretted it a little, and started to find something to say: "Hey, do high school students still smoke?"

Zhang Chen glanced back at him, but ignored him.

Cheng Sheng asked again: "Do you have a place to take a shower? My clothes are covered in dust."

The person in front didn't turn his head, his upper body was outside the window, blowing the night wind slowly, and said to Cheng Sheng behind him: "There are not many families who can take a bath, they are all big bathhouses."

"The big bathhouse is also fine, you take me there now."

"Go back to your grandma's house."

Cheng Sheng felt that Zhang Chen was actually quite honest, but on the surface he was not very easy to get along with. As long as he was thick-skinned, he would not be able to deal with him at all. After he realized this, he immediately felt relieved and dared to say anything without holding back: "I told my grandma to stay at your house tonight."

These words made Zhang Chen take a deep breath, and then exhaled a puff of smoke lightly. He turned his head and leaned against the window sill with a cigarette in his hand. After watching Cheng Sheng for a while, he was about to press the cigarette butt against his neck.

Cheng Sheng was startled, staggered a step back, and said in disbelief: "Are you crazy?" After speaking, as if he had been wronged by the sky, he muttered: "I also said that my temper is not strong, and the hatred is all in my heart." Remember it!"

But Zhang Chen extinguished the cigarette on the window sill, swept the ash on the toilet paper, squeezed it up and threw it into the trash can next to the table. After completing this set of actions, he answered Cheng Sheng's last question: "It's already 09:30 , the bathhouse has long been closed."

The answer coming out of Zhang Chen's mouth was clearly not a rejection. When Cheng Sheng heard that there was a sign, he immediately forgot the risk of being burnt out of a smoke hole just now, and said loudly: "Sneak in, it's not locked anyway, put the money in it." Just be the front desk, enough to have a conscience."

These natural remarks made Zhang Chen look up at him and asked, "Is that what you famous college students do?"

"Don't tell me, my alma mater is quite good. The students there are very honest and smart. It's my own problem."

While he was speaking, Zhang Chen opened the closet, took two pieces of clothes from inside, and found a bag from the inner layer of the closet, folded them neatly and put them in.After finishing all this, Zhang Chen pointed to his window and said, "Go down."

"What?"

"Aren't you going to the bathhouse? Take you there."

"Why don't you go through the front door?"

Zhang Chen is still packing up his things. He doesn't like to mix things like soap and toothpaste with his parents. He keeps all his toiletries in his house. He puts these things in another bag and puts on a thin bag after packing. The jacket is windy at night, and the short sleeves are somewhat cold.

"I don't want my parents to see it."

Cheng Sheng let out an "oh", and suddenly realized that the quarrel outside was still going on, and even had a tendency to intensify. The sound of glass breaking on the ground had evolved into the loud noise of large appliances, just like a war movie with roaring artillery fire. .

Cheng Sheng had never seen such a posture before, and pointed out the door with some embarrassment, "Aren't you going to persuade me?"

"What do you advise? Let's go quickly."

Cheng Sheng walked to the window sill and looked down. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. His courage had long since disappeared when he came up, and he said hesitantly, "What should I do if I fall?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chen answered him: "I'll go down first, then you, I can't fall."

Cheng Sheng glanced back at him abruptly, and pointed at him in disbelief, "Aren't you going through the main entrance? I think you're really crazy."

Zhang Chen just put the toiletries and a change of clothes into his black backpack, carried it to the balcony, climbed up neatly, and answered him: "I don't want to go through the main entrance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned over his window sill and disappeared into the night.

Cheng Sheng looked down at the window in a panic, but he couldn't see anything clearly, he just barely felt a figure below and a rustling sound.

After a while, a flashlight shot up, like a sword in the dark night, stabbing his eyes for a while.

The person below took a flashlight to shine upwards and shouted at him: "Come down, be careful."

In fact, Cheng Sheng's stair-climbing skills are much better than Zhang Chen's, and he can climb up bare trees in one go, not to mention the straight anti-theft nets and drainage pipes.He climbed over the window sill, climbed the water pipe and the anti-theft net on the first floor, and fell to the ground in a short time. At the moment of the last jump, Cheng Sheng became more careful and deliberately shouted at Zhang Chen below: "I'm bored!" Yes, follow me."

Zhang Chen raised his chin, and saw Cheng Shengchun's stinky look clearly. He seemed to have seen through his poor acting skills a long time ago. Standing underneath, he said to Cheng Sheng who was hanging on the anti-theft net, "It's not like the boring one." look."

But after he finished speaking, he still opened his arms to catch Cheng Sheng who jumped down.

Cheng Sheng didn't expect that Zhang Chen would really pick him up, so he put his arms around his neck thinking he was hiding, took a deep sniff inside, and whispered, "You smell so good."

Seeing that he was standing still, Zhang Chen pulled him off his body and said, "You are covered in ashes."

Cheng Sheng looked down at his dirty clothes, and then at the ashes on Zhang Chen's body, feeling a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.He snorted, patted his chest twice, and commented: "You are young, hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

Zhang Chen pulled his unruly hands away and said, "Let's go."

"Is the bathhouse far away? Motorbike or walk?"

"Walk, and you will be there in 10 minutes through Mudan Lane."

The small town at ninety o'clock was pitch black, but when they passed by Peony Lane, the inside was still bright and full of lights, the hotel was next to the massage shop, and there were colorful signboards with "technician service" written on it.

Cheng Sheng suddenly remembered the conversation between Zhang Chen's parents throwing cups and quarreling in the living room. What did the women in Peony Lane earn 1000 yuan a month? Cheng Sheng was no exception. He tugged on Zhang Chen's coat next to him, and asked him nonchalantly, "Peony Lane is Yaozi Street?"

Zhang Chen gave a "hmm" and didn't express any opinion.

This made Cheng Sheng extremely frustrated. He was still holding on to Zhang Chen's coat sleeves, and his eyes flashed across the girls sitting on the horses on the street, with heavy makeup, thin suspenders, no bras, and half breasts/// Cheng Sheng tried to glance at them with a man's gaze, but found that he couldn't even arouse the slightest interest. The frustration hovered in the center of his heart like a tornado. He was a little sullen, and continued to ask: "It's all chickens? "

Zhang Chen frowned at the word "chicken", but he still let out a "hmm". He paused for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but add another sentence: "It's all about making a living, don't speak so harshly."

Cheng Sheng said "Oh" and stopped mentioning the word.

He had already decided in his heart that Zhang Chen was very fond of Shanggang and going online, and he would find out even the most serious things to hurt him, but he was really curious and didn't want to be hated by others, so he had to put it another way and confirm it again: "The whole street Are they all special services?"

His answer was still "hmm".

Cheng Sheng scanned these signboards, and occasionally met the eyes of the woman sitting below, who would flirtatiously wink at him and shout at him in dialect: "Do you want a massage by handsome guy? It costs 15 yuan a time."

Cheng Sheng hurriedly avoided such a direct gaze, but when he shifted his gaze in a panic, his gaze fell on the glass window of a massage parlor next door.It was just the most common glass window in Mudan Lane, with fiery red letters on it, what kind of massage and massage, male and female technicians 15 yuan a time, nights not included.

Cheng Sheng swept past, but when his eyes passed the glass window, he suddenly realized something, stopped, turned his eyes back, and fixedly looked at the few red letters on the glass window - man and woman 15 yuan for a technician.

He swallowed, stared at the fiery red "male" on the glass window, and asked Zhang Chen that stupid question again: "Is it all special services?"

Zhang Chen was a little annoyed by his question, and his tone was not as good as before, "Yes, I told you several times."

He was still walking forward, but Cheng Sheng stood still in place. He stared straight at the tall and tall figure in front of him, as if he understood what was wrong with him. The woman with a large body exposed asked him if he wanted to come in, and Zhang Chen soon replaced her. He was leaning against a flickering door, with half of his face hidden in the flickering light, tilting his head towards him. , staring at him with long and narrow eyes, asked pointedly: "Come in?"

Cheng Sheng's temples throbbed violently, as if someone had been run over by a motorbike. After a while, he squatted down, clutching his forehead, feeling like he had a splitting headache.

Zhang Chen walked for a long time, and the people behind didn't follow him. He couldn't help but look back, and as soon as he turned around, a limp body hung on his arms.

Cheng Sheng staggered as soon as he stood up, supported his arm to maintain his balance, and asked him, "I feel a little uncomfortable, can you rub my back for me later?"