song for the city

The hotel has a very old air conditioner. Although the air conditioner smells strong, it is more powerful than the fan.

The room was cold, and it was rare for Liang Zhang to sleep without sweating. He fell asleep peacefully, but had a hazy dream.

In the dream, he was standing in Liuxiang Street, behind him was a noisy crowd, reeking of alcohol.Walking through those foot bath shops, you will arrive at "Every Night", open the door and enter, there is no expected bar, but Liang Zhang's room in Nanchuan, with sky blue walls and piles of books, nothing unrelated to study .

Changing the angle of view, Liang Zhang saw his mother's wet face and his father's disappointed and angry expression in front of him countless times over the years.

Scenes like this are the order of the day whenever he slackens.

A familiar feeling of suffocation flooded over Liang Zhang's skin in an instant, and his mother's cries wound into a rope, strangled his neck, and dragged him to the living room.

"Why don't you listen to your parents?!"

"Why did you sneak out?"

"Do you know that you are the only hope for mom and dad, without you, mom will die."

The sound was like a flood. Liang Zhang wanted to cry out in despair, but found that the thin rope was getting tighter and tighter, almost cutting off his breath abruptly.

Suddenly, a warm hand grabbed his arm and helped him untie the rope from behind. Liang Zhang could finally breathe freely, as if reborn.

He turned back and saw Xiang Pei's profile, surrounded by light.

Then he said, "Come with me."

Where are you going?

Liang Zhang wanted to ask, but realized that where he went was not really important anymore.

Liang Zhang got up from the bed, the corners of the quilt were crumpled like pickles, surrounded by the small hotel from last night, with two single beds and a desk lamp in the middle.

The rain outside stopped long ago, and the sunlight came in very weakly, floating on Liang Zhang's eyelids, making his eyes sore.

Xiang Pei was still sleeping soundly, with half of his face buried in the quilt, only his eyes with blood vessels visible.He sleeps very well, with long hair neatly spread on the white pillow.

Recalling his sleeping appearance, Liang Zhang immediately felt ashamed.

The clothes were dry and had a very peculiar smell.Liang Zhang changed his clothes and woke up to Pei.

As if he hadn't recovered from his sleep, he sat on the bed in a daze, his eyes glazed over.

His back arched like a deflated bow.

Liang Zhang threw his clothes to him: "I got up late enough."

"very noisy."

Xiang Pei's eyes rolled twice, first to look at the clothes on the bed, then at Liang Zhang standing there, then suddenly fell backwards, and fell headfirst into the soft pillow again.

Liang Zhang was stunned, seeing the white mass squirm several times and then stopped moving.

"Xiang Pei! You won't be sleeping again, are you? It's almost twelve o'clock."

Liang Zhang went to Xiang Pei's bedside, trying to wake him up.

He stretched out an arm to Pei, pushed Liang Zhang, and said, "Sleepy."

His voice sounded waxy under the quilt, and Liang Zhang suddenly felt that Xiang Pei looked like a cat.He regretted not bringing his camera, otherwise this scene should have been photographed.

Well, it turns out that Xiang Pei, who is usually too cool to say a few words, likes to stay in bed, and every day he wakes up unconscious.

Liang Zhang asked the hotel owner for a leave of absence, saying that he would go home and change his clothes first.

Although the clothes are dried in the sun, they are always uncomfortable to wear.

"You will enter the house later, you should be mentally prepared." Xiang Pei was completely awake at the moment, and reminded Liang Zhang very calmly.

Liang Zhang paused when he twisted the key: "Ah? Why?"

But there is no need to explain to Pei's, as soon as the door opened, Liang Zhang knew the meaning of this reminder.

Before moving here, Xiang Pei had reminded him that when it rained, the house would leak. The heavy rain last night was a flood for this dilapidated building. Liang Zhang hadn't rained since he moved in, so he forgot about it. It's over.

The rain had soaked the paper and other items on the table, the cups had probably been swept aside by the rain and crumbled to the ground, not to mention the surrounding area of ​​the table was full of water.

If the crack in the ceiling was any bigger, the house would probably be flooded.

"If I knew this scene was coming back, I would have rushed back last night even in the rain." Liang Zhang said depressingly.

"I forgot too." Xiang Pei calmly went to get a rag and squatted on the ground to wipe it.

There was only one dishcloth in the room, so Liang Zhang squatted next to Pei to help him pick up the shards of the cups on the ground. He carefully picked them up one by one and put them in his hand before throwing them into the trash can.

He glanced at Pei's movements: "Why don't you pick it up, you're clumsy, and be careful not to cut your hands."

Unconvinced, Liang Zhang sped up his movements, in order to highlight his quickness.Sighing to Pei, he continued to mop the floor.

"oops!"

Liang Zhang let out a wail, tightly grasped the thumb of his left hand with his right hand, and his facial features were twisted together.

Xiang Pei didn't expect his prediction to come true, he hurriedly threw the rag in his hand, and hurried over to look: "I told you not to pick it up, idiot."

He wanted to pull Liang Zhang's hand to check the situation, but Liang Zhang refused to let go, just kept screaming for pain.

Xiang Pei had no choice but to get up and go find a band-aid for him. He was squatting, but when he stood up abruptly, his head was a little dizzy, and he almost sat on the glass shards.

Liang Zhang grabbed Xiang Pei's clothes in time, smiled slyly, put his intact left hand in front of Xiang Pei, and said loudly, "You've been tricked! You idiot."

Xiang Pei squatted down to wipe the floor again: "Boring."

"Don't be angry, Xiang Pei."

Liang Zhang propped his elbows on his thighs, tilted his head to look at Pei, and one of the hairs on his head stuck out.

Xiang Pei resisted the urge to help him straighten his hair, and said helplessly, "Am I that stingy?"

"Of course not. But Xiang Pei, seeing how flustered you were just now, does it mean that you now regard me as a friend?"

"The puppy downstairs is injured, and I will save it."

Liang Zhang glared at Pei: "Cut, no one cares about being your friend. You are not Liang Chaowei, not even Zeng Zhiwei!"

Xiang Pei was amused, the tails of his eyes drooped, and there was a silkworm lying underneath.

"Didn't you say that in the future you will make me look more handsome than Tony Leung?"

Liang Zhang raised his chin: "That depends on whether you can have my contacts."

Nodding to Pei: "Okay, we are barely friends."

Since Xiang Pei admitted that Liang Zhang was his friend, Liang Zhang unscrupulously asked Xiang Pei to teach him how to ride a motorcycle.

Xiang Pei also promised him before that he would teach him how to ride a motorcycle when he was ready.

Xiang Pei asked, "Why do you want to learn motorcycles so much? Are you not afraid of falling?"

"I watched a movie by Andy Lau before, in which his racing car looks so cool!"

Xiang Pei commented: "You really like watching movies."

"Because I want to make movies in the future. But in the past, I could only go to my friend's house to watch secretly, and I watched a movie five or six times."

Xiang Pei thought for a few seconds, and said: "Brother Jing's bar has a TV, and there are many discs, next time ask him to play it for you."

Liang Zhang's eyes lit up: "OK!"

Xiang Pei found a very remote road for Liang Zhang to learn how to drive. There were only a few trees on the side of the road, and there were no people or cars.

However, Liang Zhang was still a little guilty, and his palms holding the handlebar were sweating.

"Don't be nervous, relax your body." Xiang Pei patted Liang Zhangbeng's straight back and rubbed his shoulders, trying to make him relax.

He introduced to Liang Zhang the positions and functions of the clutch, brake, and gear lever in turn: "The right hand turns inward to the body to refuel, the left hand presses the clutch tightly, then presses the left toe to shift to 1st gear, then adds a little accelerator, and releases the clutch slowly. When the car is going faster, you can press the clutch, release the accelerator, step on the left toe to shift to 2nd gear."

Liang Zhang didn't know whether he understood it at all, so he just nodded and said "Yes".Xiang Pei looked up and saw that Liang Zhang was still in a daze, so he slowed down again, explained it to him patiently, and finally demonstrated it several times in person.

This time Liang Zhang basically kept the main points in his mind. He felt that his first bicycle learning was very smooth, and he should be able to learn motorcycles easily.

In the first step, Xiang Pei asked Liang Zhang to practice the process on the spot. After the practice was almost done, Liang Zhang nodded to indicate that he was ready to go.

But bicycles are different from motorcycles, and Yanyang is very poisonous. Liang Zhang worriedly shouted to Pei, "You have to support me first."

"Don't worry, don't drive too fast at the beginning, I will follow you."

The engine started, Liang Zhang slowly turned his right hand inward, and the car started to move, but the speed was like a tortoise, and Xiang Pei could still walk leisurely beside him.

"Come on the gas." Xiang Pei said.

After refueling, the motorcycle became unsteady. Liang Zhang's body suddenly slanted, and he felt that he was about to fall to the ground. The only thing he could see was the hard ground. body.

Xiang Pei used his hands to stabilize Liang Zhang's body, bearing most of his force.

Seeing that Liang Zhang was very scared, he said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Riding a motorcycle is all about relaxation, not stress."

The motorcycle had not ridden 100 meters, and Liang Zhang didn't want to give up. He pushed Xiang Pei's hand away, roared boldly, and encouraged himself with spiritual motivation.

The second start went much smoother, and the speed gradually increased. Although the speed was not fast, Liang Zhang could feel the wind hitting his skin.

His sense of balance is really strong, and he drove steadily along a straight line. For a few moments, Liang Zhang felt that he was possessed by Andy Lau in the movie, it was so cool!

After holding down the front brake and stepping on the rear brake, Liang Zhang took off his helmet and jumped out of the car. Xiang Pei had already been thrown far away by him.

"It's so cool!"

Liang Zhang couldn't wait to run over to show off to Pei Xiang, saying that he was a motorcycle genius, and he was so good at riding it for the first time.

Before he was frightened in advance, Liang Zhang did have a bit of talent for riding a motorcycle, and he cooperated well in all aspects of his body.

"The next time I ride, I have to relax a little more, so that I can really experience the fun of riding a motorcycle."

"Riding a motorcycle feels like flying in the air, and all my worries are left behind."

Xiang Pei nodded in agreement, and raised his chin at Liang Zhang: "How about I take you for a while?"

Compared with Xiang Pei's driving skills, Liang Zhang's motorcycle riding is at the kindergarten level, and Xiang Pei's drag racing is really drag racing.

The feeling was really refreshing, like throwing people into the center of the wind, the body began to float uncontrollably, and the fear at the beginning turned into stimulation and relaxation later.

The useful and useless things in my mind have all become cotton, only the road in front of me is still clear.

"what--"

Liang Zhang stretched his hands into the air, feeling the wind go out from between his fingers, and come back again.

He had never been this happy before, literally, as happy as a fool.

"Go to fucking study, homework, college entrance examination!"

Xiang Pei listened in front, and his body and mind gradually became extremely relaxed.

"Xiang Pei, you are so handsome!"

"Why don't you just take me racing for the rest of my life?"

Liang Zhang yelled nonsensically, but Xiang Pei thought slowly: How long is a lifetime?

Enough for him to race down the road?

The author says:

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