song for the city

Xiang Guo picked up the cup and took a sip of water, almost choked, and fumbled for paper on the table. His movements all revealed his embarrassment, as if the opposite Xiang Pei was the plague god he couldn't avoid.

He is almost 50 years old, and still has a low-key attitude.Xiang Pei didn't understand why Xiang Guo came here to ask for trouble since he was so nervous.

He has long been accustomed to the estrangement between father and son for many years. There is no need for them to communicate, and meeting will only increase each other's troubles.Naturally, Xiang Pei would not disturb Xiang Guo's life, nor did he want Xiang Guo to disturb his life.

Xiang Guo's cautious appearance made him irritable, like a victim, and he became the perpetrator.

"What's your business?"

After Xiang Guo cleaned up the water stains on his collar, Xiang Pei spoke calmly. This was the first sentence he said after seeing Xiang Guo. It didn't contain any emotion, just like a stranger's conversation.Except for Xiang Guo calling his name before entering the door, the most basic silence has been maintained between father and son, and Liang Zhang poured the water on the table.

Xiang Guo didn't answer Xiang Pei's question, and just took out a box of small cakes from his side pocket and put them on the table.

The cake is freshly baked, exudes a thick milky aroma, and looks fluffy and delicious.Xiang Pei's gaze fell on the cake, his pupils trembled imperceptibly, and a slight sourness welled up in his throat, but he quickly suppressed it.

Xiang Guo pushed the box towards Xiang Pei, and said, "I passed by Li Ji Bakery when I came here, and I remembered that you love their small cakes the most. I still remember that when you were young, you could eat a box in one sitting. Can have fun for days...”

"I don't like eating for a long time." Xiang Pei interrupted him, turning his head to avoid the cake on the table.

When he was a child, he really loved the small cakes of Liji Bakery, but the price was too expensive, his mother would not buy them for him, so Xiang Guo secretly bought them for him, and took him to the park to eat before going back. some happiness.Later, his mother ran away, Xiang Guo got married, and Xiang Pei never ate this cake again. The taste of the cake has long since disappeared from memory, and the memory of eating cake in the park has also faded away for a long time.

No matter how deep the memory is, time will make it worthless.

"Really... Then it seems that you have really grown up, Xiao Pei." Xiang Guo lowered his head in a lonely way, mingled his fingers embarrassingly, and smiled helplessly.

"I've grown up a long time ago, since you didn't want me," Xiang Pei turned to look at Xiang Guo, "If you came today just to deliver cakes to me, then you can leave."

Who can live without growing up, but some people can stay in their parents' arms for a long time, while some people, such as Xiang Pei, are forced to grow up.

"Xiao Pei, Dad really wants to make it up to you. Give me another chance! I'll tell your aunt that you are my son."

"Compensation? How do you want to compensate me? Can you let me go back to when I was a child, don't you want to get married, and don't just send me to my aunt's house?" Xiang Pei sneered, "If you can't do it, what are you talking about?" compensate."

"I thought your aunt was very kind to you! You never told me these things, how would I know if you are doing well or not!" Xiang Guo patted the sofa excitedly, the veins on his forehead were stretched out, his expression was very Ferocious and incoherent, he couldn't stand Xiang Pei's aggressiveness every time.

"You never say whether you are happy or sad, you don't say it hurts when you fall down, you don't want toys or snacks, you don't even cry when your mother runs away. You didn't respond at all when I said I was going to get married. You also nodded in agreement at your aunt's house, did you tell me about those things that happened later? How do you tell me to think about your heart? "

Xiang Guo is an extremely cowardly man. He clearly realizes that all of Xiang Pei's misfortunes are caused by him alone, but he is powerless and unable to change this situation. Therefore, he hates his own uselessness, and subconsciously wants to do something to Xiang Pei. Pei also found something wrong, which seemed to alleviate his guilt.

Xiang Pei only felt that his heart was covered with frost, which was spreading to his whole body. He didn't refute, and silently listened to Xiang Guo's complaints like the tip of a knife.

"I'm really guilty, do you know? After you said those words to me that day, I couldn't sleep all night, and my dreams were full of pictures of you being bullied at your aunt's house..."

Xiang Pei took a deep breath and said, "I don't cry or make noise because I'm afraid that you hate me, and I'm afraid that I won't even be able to call you father. I know my mother hates me, so I'm afraid that as long as I am a little disobedient, you will Get rid of me."

"Is it true that sensible children don't deserve love?"

Xiang Pei looked at the out-of-control Xiang Guo indifferently. Miraculously, he didn't feel too much discomfort, maybe he was used to it.

"But I didn't expect me to be so sensible, you still don't want me."

Xiang Guo cried, at first it was just a low sob, and finally it turned into a howl, he covered his face with his hands, the cry could be called grief.Xiang Pei didn't move at all, there was no wave in his heart, no desire to cry at all, and he couldn't squeeze a single tear.

He took out cigarettes from his pocket, lit two, stuffed one into his mouth, and gave the other to Xiang Guo to calm him down.

It's ridiculous, such a magical scene makes it seem that Xiang Guo is the one who should be wronged.

Liang Zhang was taken aback when he saw Xiang Guo's red eye frame, he hesitated for a long time before saying hello to him.

He didn't feel comfortable staying in the house, so he waited downstairs. At that time, he was still squatting by the flower bed and counting ants.

The conversation took a little longer than he expected. He thought the conversation went well, but seeing Xiang Guo's face that had obviously been crying, he still felt something was wrong.

The strongest person in the world should be his father. They never cry. Anyway, Liang Zhang has never seen his father show weakness, let alone cry.

Liang Zhang rubbed his numb legs and said, "Uncle, let me take you to the door."

Xiang Guo hesitated for two seconds, then nodded slightly: "Then I will trouble you."

So Liang Zhang followed him and walked forward slowly.

"Xiao Pei is still playing in the band?"

"Huh! Singing to Pei is really good. Every time he stands on the stage and performs, he seems to be a different person."

"But I'm worried about him singing in bars, and singing can't make a living."

If you don't say it, they are really not like father and son, their eyes are very similar, their bodies have almost nothing in common, and their personalities have nothing to do with each other. It is impossible to imagine Xiang Pei Wei Nuo's appearance.However, Liang Zhang quite understands Xiang Guo's worries. After all, the environment in the bar is indeed complicated, and it is a father's instinct to object. Besides, Xiang Guo probably does not support Xiang Pei's music playing, but he has no position to dissuade him.

He thought for a while and said, "Uncle, next time you come to the bar, you can look at Pei singing, you will definitely be very proud."

Xiang Guo smiled dryly: "What's your name?"

"Liang Zhang. I share the rent with Xiang Pei."

"Can I ask you something?"

Liang Zhang said without hesitation, "Yes."

Xiang Guo pushed his glasses, and said with some embarrassment: "The day after tomorrow is Xiao Pei's birthday. I originally wanted to take him to have a meal, but he... refused, but it was expected. I will give him I have prepared a gift, but if he knows that it is from me, he will definitely not take it. I will give you the gift when the time comes, can you just say that it was from you?"

It turned out that the day after tomorrow was Xiang Pei's birthday, Liang Zhang remembered it in his heart, but he didn't dare to agree easily, he thought that Xiang Pei would not like this.

"But..."

"please."

Xiang Guo was about to bow to Liang Zhang, but Liang Zhang hurriedly helped him up, making him completely embarrassed to say no.

After seeing off Xiang Guo, Liang Zhang saw Xiang Pei smoking a cigarette by the window when he got home.

There was a box of cakes on the table, probably brought over from Xiangguo, and there was a cake missing in it.

Hearing the sound behind him, Xiang Pei turned around, then put out the cigarette on the guardrail, raised his hand to sweep the smoke in front of him, and said, "I didn't expect him to remember my favorite cake when I was young."

Liang Zhang picked up a piece, tasted it, and commented with satisfaction: "It's delicious!"

Xiang Pei stared at the cake crumbs left on Liang Zhang's mouth, and said, "If he had sent it over a few years earlier, maybe..."

I can't say the following words to Pei, and there are no ifs in the world.

"It's not too late, is it?"

Liang Zhang approached Xiang Pei and looked into his eyes seriously: "Xiang Pei, sometimes you don't have to be so sensible, say it hurts when it hurts, and keep it when you don't want it. Isn't it okay to be a happy child?"

Xiang Pei didn't cry when his mother left, he didn't cry when Xiang Guo got married, and even Xiang Pei hardly shed tears when he was at his aunt's house.

Because he knows that no one will care about his pain, and no one will feel pity for his tears.

But now that Liang Zhang is staring at him seriously, so that he can be ignorant and be a child again, Xiang Pei suddenly feels sore in his nose, as if all the armor has been removed from his body. At this moment, he is the most real him .

"Silly boy, I kind of want to cry."

Liang Zhang plucked up the courage to hug Xiang Pei, and patted his back lightly: "No one will allow you to cry."

Under the sun's rays, Liang Zhang felt a burst of moisture from his shoulders, which was Xiang Pei's most vulnerable appearance.

He alone saw it.

The author says:

Happy New Years Day, my dears! !