sunk into the earth

On the third day after being discharged from the hospital, Cheng Sheng and Frank invited the investors one by one to dine in big restaurants with gifts.He felt a little sorry for delaying his career to such an extent because of his own health, and kept apologizing to everyone at the table: "I wanted to toast one by one, but my doctor forbids me to drink it. Please forgive me."

One of them let out an "ah" and waved his hands again and again: "What to drink? We are a new industry, and we don't play like that at the wine table."

After finishing speaking, the man drank a big cup by himself and sighed, "Isn't it good to be acquired? You don't know that several projects in our hands are damned dead, and the ones that are not dead are almost exhausted. One of them can make it through." Just make a lot of money, and take care of everything else."

Cheng Sheng filled his glass with Coca-Cola, touched him symbolically, and sighed, "You have to be careful everywhere."

Several people took advantage of the meeting to drink a lot. When they came out, only Cheng Sheng, a teetotaler, was sober. He called several middle-aged men who were about the same age as his father back to their drivers, and glanced at the old classmate next to him. I took a taxi to take the person home, and then sat alone on the curb at the entrance of my own community for almost an entire hour, blowing the air and thinking about nothing.

Cutting the heart and digging the liver is exactly the same as his love, it can only come once, and the second time he is exhausted and has no strength.

The next day, Cheng Sheng had business to deal with - signing the contract. The moment he signed the contract, he would completely become a jobless vagrant with nothing. There is no more comfortable identity than a vagrant.Cheng Sheng put in all his energy, poured himself several cups of coffee early in the morning, took time to go back to the company before the contract bureau, and rode the broken bicycle he used to commute every day.

The company building is magnificent, and even had a ribbon-cutting ceremony when we first moved in. The local tabloids caught Cheng Sheng on the ribbon-cutting day and asked him repeatedly. The first question was: Where is your future?At that time, Cheng Sheng had a stone in his heart. For some reason, he had the courage to face the camera and declare that he would be an industry leader.He wore a suit for this important event that day, and went to a beauty shop to have his hair styled, always thinking in his heart whether he would look good on camera.The result of such painstaking efforts is of course good. Later, when the video was sent out, Zhang Chen watched it before him, but pointed to the somewhat strange man on the screen and said, "You look pretty good dressed up like this, except Not like you."

It doesn't look like him to dress so grandly, and he doesn't look like him in frugality like an ascetic monk, so which one is he?Cheng Sheng looked down at the hoodie and jeans on his body. It was so ordinary that he thought it was him.

Cheng Sheng got up from the elevator, pushed down his hat, pulled up his mask, and walked towards the meeting room from the corridor he used to pass every day.

He lost a lot of weight in the past two months, and no one recognized him while wearing a hat and mask.He walked all the way, fumbled here and there, pushed open the door of the conference room, and the two rows of people beside the conference table who were drooping their heads immediately looked over at once, each of them had different emotions in their eyes, Cheng Sheng Scanning them one by one, I can basically distinguish dissatisfaction, indifference, excitement, and curiosity, the most obvious eyes.

After sweeping around, he retracted his eyes, took off his mask and hat, bowed deeply to everyone, and kept his face on the ground without raising it.

Everyone thought that he was going to bow all the time, and no one dared to say anything, but after a while, Cheng Sheng in front of the door took the initiative to say an apology: "I'm sorry, everyone has worked hard these days."

The two rows of people below were silent, and no one spoke.

Before Cheng Sheng raised his head, he faced the ground and continued: "The new company is much larger than ours. The room for advancement and the promotion system are stronger than ours in every aspect. Going there will definitely be more helpful for everyone's development, but going there If you leave questions, you still have to follow your heart and choose boldly. Go, you can scold me as much as you want, stay, I am here to wish everyone in the new company to pass the running-in period as soon as possible, no matter what, I hope you can break out of your own world as soon as possible, I am selfish, Leave first."

After he finished speaking, there was still no one talking, until Xiao Huang, who was at the front, looked around and saw that everyone lowered their heads. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said: "It's good to get together and leave, it's good, don't feel guilty."

Cheng Sheng said, "Thank you."

Coming out of the company, Cheng Sheng hopped around like a bird out of a cage next to a row of landscape trees downstairs to relieve his indescribable sense of freedom at this time.After the dancers felt comfortable and hearty, Cheng Sheng then touched the contract in his bag and counted down the time until he would be completely separated from work.

The contract had already been negotiated, and the signing in the afternoon was just a formality. Cheng Sheng was surprisingly excited, and his eyes lit up when he saw the huge sums on the contract.Lao Fu was sitting next to him, and shook his head when he saw his appearance that had never seen the world. Isn't there something that people lack in love?Don’t rich kids love cars, houses, luxury goods and everything money can buy, but they just don’t love the money they need most?Why did Cheng Sheng come in the opposite direction?

Cheng Sheng didn't care what was going on in Frank's head. On the surface, he was dealing with the quack fritters on the opposite side, but in fact he was making calculations in his heart. If he left all the money to Zhang Chen, he would squander it for many years, even if Zhang Chen didn't need his money long ago. .

Before going to bed, Chengsheng walked into the bedroom with his hands behind his back, and turned off the headlight as soon as he entered the door, leaving only a small dim light by the bedside. He stretched out his hand straight in front of him, clutching the contract that was just signed this afternoon and shaking it.

Cheng Sheng pointed to one of the pages and winked at him triumphantly, "Look, there's a lot of money, I've never seen so much!"

Zhang Chen put a pile of unfinished papers in his hand and asked, "How can you never see so much money?"

"It's not the same, I earned it myself." Cheng Sheng climbed onto the bed and got into the bed next to Zhang Chen, only showing half of his face, glancing at him with bony eyes, and said seriously: "Don't worry about it." No, it’s enough to spend the rest of my life on my money.”

Zhang Chen asked again: "Give me all the flowers, you don't want to spend?"

"What's yours is mine. Why do you know so well?" Cheng Sheng lied casually, looked at Zhang Chen without blushing, and found that the pile of things in his hand turned out to be papers, so he changed the subject naturally. Pretending to be curious, he poked his head towards the bedside table, put his entire upper body on Zhang Chen, and asked him about music: "So you have to read papers when you play music? I thought you were just playing around."

"Of course you have to read it, there are too many ways in it."

"But the songs in your album sound complicated."

Zhang Chen put a stack of theses on the bedside table, and with the other hand, he slipped under the quilt into Cheng Sheng's pajamas, groping from his thigh all the way in, touching the person in his arms so that his face was blushing and his heart was pounding before he opened his mouth to answer what he just said. A sentence question, "You must learn what you need to learn. It is better to listen to and read more new things of different genres and types than behind closed doors. Those are materials and weapons. You must have them, but it is your own business whether you use them or not." .”

When he talked about his work, his expression was unbelievably serious, but his hands were ruthless, and the effort of a few words had already wandered back and forth on Cheng Sheng's legs several times.

After a while, Cheng Sheng, who was lying on his lap, panted softly. Just as he turned sideways to hide, the hand on his lap immediately slipped in. Cheng Sheng glanced at him and blamed him deliberately: "Where do you touch your hand?"

Zhang Chen said, "Touch inside of you, don't you like being touched by me?"

After finishing speaking, he provocatively touched it a few more times, moved his hands in front of him twice, turned his face, put one hand on the head of the bed, looked at Cheng Sheng whose face was slowly turning red, and said, "I see you I like it."

Cheng Sheng, who was provoked by his words and actions, straightened up suddenly, pressed Zhang Chen's shoulder, and sat on him regardless of the matter.

This time the two became face to face, Cheng Sheng saw that Zhang Chen was still sitting calmly at this juncture, felt that he had lost his posture, so he freed a hand and scratched the tip of his nose fiercely, Angrily defined him: "Bad man, so bad! I said before that you will be a deceitful material in the future. You see how prescient I am, so be sure!"

Cheng Sheng moved his butt and rubbed against his key parts deliberately, but on the surface he counted his fingers solemnly: "Qiyuan, your fans——I met several different girls when I first saw your performance, you When you talk on the stage, they giggle at the bottom. What are you laughing at? I found out that no one laughed when old Liu Qiyuan spoke. It turned out that they were all coming at you! Looking at them under the light, I found that all of them are beauties, they are beautiful and sexy, and they are wearing suspenders that expose their navels, and their waists and legs are so thin, do you like it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was violently pulled into Zhang Chen's arms, nestled on Zhang Chen's chest, secretly looked up, and found that Zhang Chen was staring at him, provocatively said: "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to eat?" me?"

Zhang Chen also reached into his pants with the other hand, pulled his pajamas clean in twos and twos, and kept touching them while answering: "I like this kind, don't you know it best?"

Cheng Sheng couldn't bear this way of touching him, and his whole body was paralyzed after being touched twice. He slumped down and lay limply on his chest, with his legs deliberately avoiding the hand that came in from him.

Enough of the trouble, Cheng Sheng pretended to be magnanimous, waved his big hand and said: "Forget it, touch it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved in a hand that was exposed outside the quilt, but he couldn't hold back, he reached into Zhang Chen's trousers and touched it twice, and said with his head half raised, "You are so big, I like it."

Zhang Chen touched his place with his hand, and returned his compliment: "Your ones are okay."

"That must be, do you think I look like someone who can be young?" Cheng Sheng raised his face and moved closer to him, and said, "When I was young, I was compared with my classmates all the way. I peed farther than anyone else. win."

Zhang Chen said: "I never compare this with others."

Cheng Sheng touched down twice more, and said seriously: "Don't compare, you can only use it on me."

After speaking, he immediately showed a determination to declare his sovereignty, and got into the quilt.

Immediately, a silhouette of a person's back appeared outside the quilt, and within a few seconds, the double quilt swayed up and down like a layer of waves with the movement inside.

Zhang Chen closed his eyes, and stroked the hair of the person inside with both hands under the quilt. After an unknown period of time, he began to pant a little, his eyelashes trembling with the person underneath, and his hands, which could be called gentle before, suddenly Tighten the hair of the person underneath.

Feeling his reaction, the people below looked very proud, they kept talking and their hands were not idle, they groped under the quilt and took his hand, leading him from his cheek to his chest, and finally stopped on his own. The position of the heart, show him his heartbeat at this moment.

After a while, Cheng Sheng showed his head from under the quilt with a face full of liquid, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were shining brightly, and he could no longer see the previous expression that could not make waves.

He took a piece of paper from the bedside, wiped it on his face without hesitation, let someone wrap his arms around his waist, looked at Zhang Chen's chin and whispered: "We have known each other for almost 11 years, what is wrong with my heart?" Still dancing so fast? How come you never get tired of it?"

Zhang Chen hugged his naked body tightly, carried him up and moved up, put his chin on the top of his wet head, and said, "How can there be 11 years? It's two months and ten months, add up Not even a full year."

Cheng Sheng was leaning on his chest, but when he heard these words, he suddenly turned over, put his arms around Zhang Chen's neck, and stared straight into his eyes.

Zhang Chen understood what he meant, and said, "Kiss if you want."

Cheng Sheng laughed suddenly, and kissed him on the forehead, crossed his arms behind his neck, rubbed the tip of his nose against his nose, watched him slowly approaching him with his eyes closed, turned his face and kissed himself again, and then Slowly swaying to the rhythm of his kiss.

After a while, music came out from the record player on the bedside table. It was so familiar. It was an old disc from 11 years ago. It was Cheng Sheng’s birthday present. Back down.Cheng Sheng opened his eyes, just in time to see Zhang Chen's arm retracted from the end of the record player, and the arm around his neck tightened even more.

Zhang Chen sensed his intentions, kissed and pressed him into his arms, and wrapped his arms around his neck like Cheng Sheng did.The two kissed very intensely this time. It was not just a physical entanglement like usual. This time it was more like a psychological game. Cheng Sheng was a little aggressive and was immediately pressed back on the bed by Zhang Chen. There is no room for resistance.

Zhang Chen stood on both sides of him, looked down at him from above, and saw that half of his cheeks were pinched, and he didn't say anything nonsense, just grabbed someone and kissed him.

The next day Cheng Sheng took a picture in front of the mirror—good guy, a layer of skin was peeled off his mouth, and a layer of blood scab formed at the corner of his mouth, probably bleeding from being kissed by Zhang Chen last night.

With this mouth that everyone can see what he has done, he went back to the uncle's house. The old man glanced at him, shook his head, said nothing, just pulled him like every time Cheng Sheng came to him. Play chess in the yard.

Uncle Cheng Sheng is considered to be half a master at playing chess. He defeated several streets back then. The old man changed his appearance as soon as he caught the chess pieces, and his peaceful eyes also burst into flames. He played chess more steadily than walking every time. When my hands are hanging in the air and hesitating, I never forget to sigh a few words: "If it were on other things, I would definitely not hesitate like this, but I love chess from the bottom of my heart, and I can't convince myself to be hasty On the contrary, he was tortured in advance and retreat.”

Cheng Sheng understood this time, looked at the chessboard and replied, "Master, you should take a quick step, I can't win every time, don't you know that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated. Cheng Sheng glanced at the old man, and saw that the old man was holding a white coin, frowning, and couldn't get it out for a short time. He answered the phone in front of him.

Opposite is Zhang Chen. He should be busy working in the recording studio today. He called suddenly for some reason. His tone was unusually anxious, as if he was afraid that something would happen to Cheng Sheng who slipped out alone. He spoke in a bad tone and asked bluntly. :"where have you been?"

Hearing that he was in such a hurry, Cheng Sheng felt sad and proud, but he was afraid that he was in a hurry, so he didn't joke, and honestly reported his current position: "I'm playing chess with my uncle, what's the matter? Are you in such a hurry?"

The person on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I have a gift for you, after you accompany your uncle, come to my recording studio, I will make some things here later."

Hearing the gift, Cheng Sheng didn't want to finish playing the game of chess anymore. Regardless of the bitter face of the old man opposite, he put his black chess piece into the box in two or three times, and left the old man who was alone looking at the chessboard and said: "My husband told me to go back. It's urgent. I won't accompany you."

This title was so intimidating that the old man almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He finally moved his head from the chessboard to Cheng Sheng's face and looked at his face in surprise. Treating the matter as a major event, with a wipe of his sleeve, he quickly put the white pieces on the plate into the box, and said bluntly: "No more."

He put the lid on the box, turned around and sighed, "Shengsheng, you are deliberately indulging yourself, it's dangerous."

Cheng Sheng put the bag he brought back on his back and shrugged: "This is an unchangeable part of my personality, and I accept it."

The old man never thought of saying such words in a loud voice, trying to stop his back, but the outstretched hand quickly retracted in the air, the old man shook his head, and sat back on the seat by himself, rustling the hand he had just put away. The black and white chess pieces in the box were laid out one by one, and I played a game of lonely chess with myself.

On the other side, Cheng Sheng took a taxi to Zhang Shen's recording studio. The taxi stopped and stopped for almost an hour before it arrived. Unable to get a clue, he stalked him on the text message and even asked him three or four times, but he still couldn't pry his mouth open.

When Cheng Sheng arrived at the destination, he saw a magnificent silver-gray motorcycle parked in front of Zhang Chen's small villa through the car window. It was brand new, and the outer shell was as bright as wax.Zhang Chen was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, leaning on the motorcycle, fiddling with a helmet in his hand, when he heard the brakes ahead, he raised his head and waved to Cheng Sheng in the taxi.

Cheng Sheng stared at the motorcycle, didn't regain his senses for a while, and hurriedly paid the money and ran to the opposite side, but stopped after running a certain distance, and stood there in a daze to observe this new gadget, and it took him a long time to say it from his mouth. Squeeze out a question: "Is this a gift? When did you buy it?"

Zhang Chen went over and handed him the helmet, turned the key and walked towards the motorcycle, leaving him a sentence: "Well, I made a reservation a long time ago, and I took time to pick up the car from the store a few days ago."

"Why do you suddenly think of buying a motorcycle?"

"Want to take you for a ride."

Cheng Sheng asked again: "Is it very expensive? It looks much more powerful than the old motorcycle you had ten years ago."

Zhang Chen had already thought that he was going to ask this question, so he nodded naturally: "Of course it's expensive. I traded the house, and the only thing left is the recording studio and the one I live in."

Cheng Sheng, who hadn't slowed down yet, was startled by his sudden words and "drank". He didn't believe it at first, so where would he sell the house in such a short time?But he changed his mind and wanted Zhang Chen not to lie to him, so he asked Zhang Chen, who had already walked a long way, "Really? What kind of motorcycle did you buy that is so expensive?"

In the middle of the conversation, he realized that he didn't want to ask how much the motorcycle cost at all, so he said "hey" and asked again: "What's the matter with the house? It's all sold? When will it be sold? Why don't I know?"

Zhang Chen on the opposite side had already put on his helmet, stepped into the car neatly, and raised his chin through the helmet to Cheng Sheng who was still standing still, "Just kidding, the motorcycle is not that expensive, but the house is really sold, you are hospitalized I asked an intermediary to help me hang it up a while ago, and I signed all four sets out a while ago."

Cheng Sheng was carrying a motorcycle helmet weighing two to three kilograms in his hand, and forgot to react for a moment. He waited for Zhang Chen on the motorcycle to urge him to trot towards him. So fast, people are all rushing to the front line, and the house price will definitely skyrocket in the future, and it will be worthless when it rises.

Zhang Chen said: "The future has nothing to do with me, I don't need them now, I just want us to be happy."

When he said this, he was immersed in the sunlight behind him, and his silhouette flickered with the light. Cheng Sheng glanced at it and quickly lowered his head, secretly touched his eye sockets, and completely stopped talking.

He took advantage of the time when he lowered his head to straighten out his out-of-control expression. When he raised his head again, he could not see any flaws. He walked towards Zhang Chen naturally. Get on the back seat and hug Zhang Chen tightly around his waist before starting the engine.

After a while, there was the rumbling sound of an engine in front. Before starting, Zhang Chen said to him: "Let's take you for a ride first, and then we will go to the restaurant. Last week when I was rehearsing with Lao Liu, I found a noodle restaurant. Are you sure?" like."

The sun was about to set, and the two drove from the boulevard to an old bridge with few pedestrians. The redness of the setting sun cast an indistinguishable light on the two of them. Cheng Sheng lay on Zhang Chen's back, and the wind blew back against his face. , he felt that he was burning hot, and there was something in his heart that was overflowing, he couldn't control it, he had to say it, and suddenly pressed Zhang Chen's shoulder and straightened up half of his body, and shouted word by word in his ear: " I love you!"

After shouting, he felt that it was not enough, facing the wind, he continued to shout in a drawn-out tone: "Do you—love—me—?"

The sounds around them were too noisy, the horns of cars in the distance, the humming of motorcycle engines behind them, and the two shouts of Cheng Sheng quickly dissipated in the wind, as if they had never existed, but he did not He cared, he just wanted to yell out what was in his heart, even if Zhang Chen didn't respond to such straightforward words as usual, it didn't matter.Cheng Sheng didn't have any expectations in his heart, and planned to continue shouting some liberating words in the wind while no one was around, but suddenly heard Zhang Chen in front of him answer through the helmet: "Love, how could it be possible not to love."

Cheng Sheng was stunned, not knowing how to react, his body slowly fell back to the back seat according to his perception, his hands moved along his shoulders stretched in front to his waist, his head tilted against his back, and he looked at the scenery along the road. His eyes were a little weak, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He blinked, waited for the layer of moisture in his eye sockets to evaporate, then closed his eyes, and didn't speak again.