song for the city

In the vegetable market outside the old building, most of the farmers from other places sell their own vegetables, and it is densely packed with snack sellers. The stall owners are always standing outside enthusiastically to attract customers.Most of the pavements are restaurants, and the smell of oily smoke makes the whole street dark and greasy. Walking on it, you are always worried about whether you will fall in the next second.

There is a Sichuan restaurant among many restaurants with northern dishes, and Liang Zhang washes dishes in it.

At first, the boss thought that Liang Zhang was underage, and seeing that he was well dressed and did not wash dishes as fast as an adult, he didn't want to hire him. Liang Zhang was anxious to speak Sichuanese, saying that he would definitely do his best to wash the dishes well, and he also used Bitter meat.Fortunately, the boss is also from Sichuan. When he heard the Sichuan dialect, the distance instantly shortened, and he felt friendly. Coupled with Liang Zhang's sincerity, he asked him to try it out this month first.

So Liang Zhang diligently nestled in the back kitchen washing dishes, and the smell of oily smoke and detergent became frequent visitors to his nose. Standing by the sink all the time made his back ache. After a few days, he only felt that his body was not his. It's gone, as if it will fall apart in the next second.

He didn't have this kind of experience in his previous life, and all the bowls he brushed in the past are probably not as many as in the past few days. Later, he really learned the experience, but he just smelled bad, which made Liang Zhang very upset.

Although they live under the same roof, Liang Zhang and Xiang Pei have very little communication, and even rarely meet each other.

Liang Zhang came back from the hotel around eleven o'clock every night, but Xiang Pei was not there.Liang Zhang thought that Xiang Pei was staying out all night, until Liang Zhang got up to go to the bathroom at night, and happened to meet Xiang Pei opening the door and coming in. It was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Xiang Pei came in and turned on the light, he was forced to frown by the sudden light, his eyeballs hurt, and said, "I'm back so late."

"Yeah." Xiang Pei stood at the door changing his shoes and turned off the light.

As soon as the lights went out, Liang Zhang's eyes felt much better, and he said, "Then go to bed early."

He was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, yawned, and went back to his room to sleep.

Xiang Pei usually doesn't get up for breakfast in the morning, and La Tong falls asleep in the morning, but sometimes Xiang Pei gets up early to practice the piano for a few days, or goes out early in the morning, and doesn't know what to do when he goes out.

Not only the guitar, Xiang Pei can also play the piano, but there is no piano in his room, only a very old electronic organ, which can barely be placed in the corner of the living room, looking very aggrieved.

Sometimes Liang Zhang would sit on the sofa and eat soy milk fritters, and Xiang Pei would sit on a chair and play the piano or guitar. Liang Zhang felt that having breakfast with musical accompaniment was very luxurious.Xiang Pei's fingers are long and slender, and he plays the piano fluently as if dancing on the keys. He plays some unknown tunes, and occasionally hums softly with his voice pressed down. Even if he doesn't sing the lyrics, Liang Zhang still thinks it sounds good.

Liang Zhang had learned the piano before, but he didn't play it well with Xiang Pei.He was a little sorry that there was no piano here, otherwise the music would be more beautiful.

Xiang Pei has a different charm when playing the piano, which makes Liang Zhang very curious about the style of his band. He can't imagine Xiang Pei screaming like crazy, he is usually as calm as water.Xiang Pei doesn't seem to be studying, and the greatest joy in life seems to be music.

But Liang Zhang was embarrassed to mention to Xiang Pei that he wanted to see his band's performance, so he let it go, and only thought that life in Day City would always be so ordinary in the future.

That night Liang Zhang had just fallen asleep when he was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.

After a brief absence, his first reaction was to go to the kitchen and grab a rolling pin, because he couldn't imagine that anyone would knock on their door in the middle of the night. Xiang Pei always opened the door with the key himself, so it was unlikely he.

The rolling pin was used as a baseball bat in his hand. He held the thin stick and kept it spinning in his palm. He swallowed unconsciously, and approached the door gently.

The knock on the door was still ringing, Liang Zhang silently glanced at the cat's eye, then threw the rolling pin on the ground, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Xiang Pei?! How did you become like this? Come in quickly!" Liang Zhang yelled, turning on all the voice-activated lights in the corridor.

Xiang Pei outside the door was in a state of embarrassment and misery. A large piece of skin was scraped off his right arm and the back of his hand, revealing scarlet flesh. Some pieces of skin were still hanging on it tenaciously. Even his forehead was bloodstained. Fortunately, only a little bit, not out of shape.He was wearing white short-sleeved sleeves, and there was hardly any place that hadn't been invaded by black, and there was a big hole on the side of his trousers.

Seeing these shocking injuries, Liang Zhang's whole face was wrinkled together, and he gasped, his expression was more exaggerated than Xiang Pei's.

"Can you help me go to the pharmacy downstairs and buy some gauze? I'm so in pain that I have no energy to continue walking."

Xiang Pei's voice trembled slightly, and he tried his best to hold back the pain, but those wounds were constantly exposed to the air, making his nerves almost numb from the pain. He leaned on the wall and slowly walked to the sofa.

Liang Zhang hurried to the pharmacy downstairs to buy gauze. In order not to run out, he bought a lot.

Telling Pei that there was alcohol and medicine in the cabinet in front of his bed, Liang Zhang ran to his room and searched for a long time, finally found all the things, and put the medicine box on the sofa.

Xiang Pei bit off the cap of the alcohol and medicine bottle with his mouth, dipped it in a cotton swab, and made a gesture to apply it to the wound.

"Why don't you go to the hospital to have a look?" Liang Zhang said worriedly looking at Pei's rough movements.

Xiang Pei shook his head: "No need, I can take care of this little injury myself."

The clothes are all torn like this, and the half of the right arm is terrible, even calling it a minor injury, Liang Zhang really admires it.

Because the wound was on the right side, it was inconvenient to operate with the left hand, and the posture of applying medicine to Pei was very strange and laborious.So Liang Zhang suggested: "Why don't I help you with the medicine."

Before Xiang Pei could answer, Liang Zhang took the cotton swab in Xiang Pei's hand and carefully disinfected Xiang Pei's wound.

"It must be painful, bear with it."

Disinfecting the wound is the most painful, even if Liang Zhang is extremely gentle, it won't help, the pain is like tens of thousands of ants gnawing at your wound.Xiang Pei was trembling with pain, his lips were almost bleeding from his bite, but he remained firm and remained silent.

Liang Zhang inadvertently saw Xiang Pei pinching the back of his hand, which was full of deep nail marks, which showed how painful his wound was, so he couldn't feel the pain from the nail pinch.

"Give me your hand." Liang Zhang stretched out his hand and put it in front of Xiang Pei.

Xiang Pei Qi asked him angrily, "What are you doing?"

Liang Zhang said: "Holding something feels better. Have you ever watched a TV show where a pregnant woman has to hold her husband's hand when giving birth?"

Xiang Pei's face was full of black lines, and he looked at Liang Zhang with eyes that wanted to eat people: "What the hell are you describing? If you can't speak, don't say it."

But he hesitated for a few seconds before putting his hand up.

Xiang Pei's palms were sweaty and sticky.

After finally disinfecting Xiang Pei's wound, not only Xiang Pei was covered in sweat, but even Liang Zhang had beads of sweat on his forehead.

The wind brought by the fan has no effect except to blow Xiang Pei's long hair dancing in the air.

The wind also caused a few strands of hair to block Xiang Pei's eyes, and some of them stuck to his mouth.Liang Zhang helped him to shave his hair, and his hot fingertips brushed Xiang Pei's wet skin.

Sweeping his hair away, he opened his eyes to Pei, and saw Liang Zhang's long eyelashes and red lips.

The next step is to sprinkle the powder, which is much easier, at least without the exaggerated pain of alcohol.

There was no need for Xiang Pei to hold Liang Zhang's hand anymore, and his body gradually relaxed.

Liang Zhang was wiped with sweat, and asked him, "How did you do this tonight?"

"When I came back from the motorcycle, a cat suddenly jumped in front of me. I didn't have time to brake, so I had to fall to the side."

If Xiang Pei didn't sacrifice himself and fell to the side, the cat would surely die.Mao narrowly escaped death, but Xiang Pei was miserable.

"It turns out that the motorcycle downstairs belongs to you. Every time I pass by, I think it's so cool!"

Liang Zhang thought the car was cool before, but now he thinks Xiang Pei is even cooler.

Seeing Liang Zhang's interested expression, Xiang Pei said softly, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Unexpectedly, Xiang Pei Neng took the initiative to preach to him, Liang Zhang agreed without hesitation, and said that treating his wound tonight was not in vain.But he looked at Xiang Pei's hand: "Then how do you play the piano these days?"

Xiang Pei said helplessly: "I can only rest for a few days, but I still want to go to the bar to perform at night."

"How can you act when you're like this?"

Xiang Pei pointed to his throat: "As long as the throat is not broken. It's just that I can't ride a motorcycle, and it's not easy to go to the bar at night."

Liang Zhang tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "I have a way."

"what?"

"I can take you there."

"How did you send me there?" Xiang Pei asked.

"I went to the second-hand market to buy a bicycle a few days ago, and I can take you there by bicycle."

Having nothing to do recently, Liang Zhang went around the neighborhood once, and the route is very familiar.He found a second-hand market, the things were very cheap, and he bought a black bicycle for 40 yuan, which was convenient for him to get around.

Xiang Pei: "Aren't you going to work?"

Liang Zhang looked distressed: "The boss's wife has a baby, he only opens the shop for half a day now, and takes care of his wife the rest of the time."

This meant that Liang Zhang could only get half a day's wages. He was still thinking about finding another place to work, but it was not that easy.

The way Xiang Pei looked at Liang Zhang was intriguing, and the corner of his mouth seemed to have a faint smile: "I can't see that you can still endure hardship."

"In your eyes, am I just a pampered young master?" Liang Zhang's gauze-wrapped hand stopped, and without holding back his strength, he pressed Xiang Pei's arm hard.

Grinning his teeth at Pei, he shook his head and said, "Not at all, I just think you should be a good boy who can only memorize and write in the classroom."

Thinking about it carefully, Xiang Pei was right. The former Liang Zhang was indeed a well-behaved baby in the eyes of parents and teachers, with excellent grades and hard work.He is the antonym of "rebellious", they are two parallel lines that will never meet, and they will never collide in a lifetime.

Liang Zhang took the medicine and alcohol back into the medicine box one by one, closed the lid, leaned back on the sofa, and saw the crack on the top of the living room, the crack seemed to represent his life.

"Maybe I was very good before, but I don't want to be like this now."

"I want to be a little bit worse, and a little bit worse."

Liang Zhang did what he said, he said he would send him to Pei by bicycle, and he was really waiting for him downstairs the next afternoon.

His bicycle was pure black, half of the paint was almost peeling off, and the chain at the bottom was hanging between the wheels. Xiang Pei felt that many old men's bicycles in the building looked more reliable than this antique.

"Come on, this car will rot sooner or later after I get on it."

Xiang Pei has gauze wrapped around his arms, a band-aid on his head, and a guitar behind his back. The combination is a bit comical.Liang Zhang snickered in his heart, and urged Xiang Pei to come up: "No, no, don't look at the shabby appearance of this car, it is actually very strong."

"I do not believe."

Xiang Pei glanced sideways at the dangling faucet, and was about to move forward. Liang Zhang hurriedly jumped off the bicycle and grabbed Xiang Pei's sleeve: "If the car falls apart, I'll pay for a taxi to let you pass."

He slapped his chest swearingly and promised that he would never let Xiang Pei fall to the ground.

Xiang Pei raised his eyebrows, and felt more and more that Liang Zhang was not a good boy, but a fool.He was so disturbed that he reluctantly sat on the back seat of the bicycle, and regretted it when he sat on it, saying: "Can it be done?"

"Can you do it!"

Sending Xiang Pei to the bar is a trivial matter, Liang Zhang mainly wants to see the performance of Xiang Pei's band.

"That's okay, you ride forward, and I'll show you the way." Xiang Pei grabbed the pole of the back seat, still a little nervous.

Liang Zhang sent his right foot forward, and the wheels turned quickly.He was still in the mood to turn around and say, "Come on, sit down!"

The faucet shook violently for a while, twisted and almost hit the wall, Xiang Pei desperately grabbed Liang Zhang's clothes, and said with force, "I want to get out of the car."

"Unexpected surprise..."

Liang Zhang smiled "hehe" in front, adjusted the direction and started on the road again, the bicycle was running smoothly.

The author says:

Why do you feel that Xiao Zhang is getting more and more stupid?