Hanqing Japanese Words

The house is only 70 square meters. Excluding the bedroom and the kitchen, there are two piles of gambling players in the living room. One pile is headed by the old man sitting at the dining table by the door playing mahjong, and the other pile is dominated by Rao Ye on the coffee table. Doudizhu also has a fat and strong golden retriever of more than [-] kilograms, who walks around and sniffs, and stares eagerly at every apple.

What a day!Sitting in the bedroom, Cheng Han thought angrily, why do he know only bad friends?

"When did you... get together?" Su Rida sat in front of the window. He finally lost the colorful wig. Although his face is pale now, his eyes have recovered, and his whole person is much more energetic than last time.

"Oh, it didn't take long." Cheng Han changed the subject and asked him, "You came out so soon? Did you succeed in detoxification?"

Su Rida took a breath, relaxed, and smiled as if he finally became sensible after the passage of time, "Well, in fact, I didn't have much addiction at first, but I couldn't think about it during that time, so I wanted to die."

"Don't do it," Cheng Han poured him a glass of water. The reflection of the clear water reflected the sunlight swaying on the table. The weather was just right and he was in a good mood. Don’t you love playing the guitar, next time you can’t think about it, you can play the guitar, and you can create a few world famous songs for sure!”

Su Rida nodded earnestly, as if he had listened, "Success, I would like to borrow your words."

Cheng Han habitually lit a cigarette and told him not to. Cheng Han was surprised and said, "Have you quit smoking? Not bad! Do you mind if I ask, you and that Xia Zhi... right?"

"Yes," Su Rida admitted generously, "We have been together for ten years."

"Ten years?" Cheng Han looked at him in surprise, "Are you the same age as me? You seem to be two years younger than me. We have been together for ten years, and you... have been together since you were underage?"

"It just happened that I was together when I was an adult." Su Rida smiled shyly, "He is two rounds older than me, and he is over 50 this year. Can't you tell?"

Cheng Han looked at Xia Zhi who was fighting with Rao Ye in the living room. The man had black and white hair, but his skin was very good, thin and tender, like a literati. He looked forty at most.

"I can't tell, it's really well maintained." He looked away, and said, "Then live a good life. It's not easy to be together, let alone you have been together for more than ten years."

"En." Su Rida agreed, glanced at the acoustic guitar in the corner, and proposed with great interest: "I recently wrote a new song, listen to it?"

"Okay!" Cheng Han handed him the guitar, and said with a smile: "It's an honor to hear our second-ranked guitarist in Chinese underground rock music sing a new song. I have to drink, thank God for letting me know you."

Su Rida hugged the guitar and asked, "Who is the number one?"

Cheng Han slapped his chest and said without shame: "Me!"

Su Rida rolled his eyes, and with Cheng Han's two brushes, he could play "Romance De Amor" at best, and no matter how difficult it was, he would be as sparse as a prostate.He had just strummed a string when he heard Shao Che shouting outside:

"Here's the top spot. Your two skills are not rivals!"

"If you don't agree, come in and compare." Su Rida shouted towards the door.

Sure enough, Shao Che put down his cards and came in, followed by a room full of masters who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and found a place in the bedroom one by one, waiting for them to play the piano in their spare time.

"Play it first!" Shao Che raised his chin proudly.

"Success, don't cry when you lose later." Su Rida tuned the strings and cleared his throat, "Listen to "Vulgar Love Songs"!"

Half of his face is facing the sun, his brows are more dazzling than the sun, his eyelashes are closed, his eyes are dimly shining, his hands are not as good-looking as Shao Che's, but he can play the guitar really well.

"I have no culture, I can't understand Verlaine and Rimbaud you gave me, I don't understand 'my eternal soul looks into your heart, even if the night is lonely and the day is burning,'

I want to say beautiful love words, but I can only play the piano and sing a vulgar love song for you. Listen to me. My young eyes stare at your face. Even though the bustling world is boundless and beautiful, I still can’t compare to the lines at the end of your eyes. More charming; even though the sky is blue and everything is shining, it is not as sincere as the smile on your lips. '

This is already the best lyrics I can sing, my love, don't think I'm uneducated, don't think I'm too young, I don't know my soul yet, all I know is that I want to look at you.

My love, don't think I'm worthless, don't think I'm too hippie, I don't know black day and white night, I just know that I love you.

Well, this is a bad love song, I can only sing so far, because the next... I haven't written it yet, all I know is... I love you the most right now. "

When the final sound of the piano fell, Su Rida clasped the strings, looked at the people in the room and smiled: "It's over, how is it?"

The old man looked like he had eaten shit, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said, "Um... this... indeed, it's quite vulgar, huh? Your sentence 'I haven't written the next one' is a bit Son... how easy is it?"

"I think it's pretty good." Cheng Han folded his arms and looked at Su Rida appreciatively, "It's much better than the dead and alive stories you wrote before. Anyway, we just sing rock and roll, don't we just want to sing how to sing? Just sing whatever you like, and you can sing whatever you like, and these few lines are so affectionate. Yes," he gave Su Rida a thumbs up, "Keep working hard, buddy."

Cheng Han thinks that as long as a person can live a life with peace of mind, and no longer hurts the spring and autumn by eating and eating all day long, then he should be encouraged.What's more, Su Rida suddenly turned into a good woman and man, and finally he was willing to change his ways and return to the right to live a positive life. No matter how casual his lyrics are, as long as it is no longer the old "ah, I died, I died in that autumn", No matter how badly he writes, it is still good.

It's not easy to live well, thinking about how to die every day, isn't it sick?

A group of people quarreled at home all day, and when Cheng Han went to pick up Guan Qing at night, he rushed over and gave him a passionate kiss:

"I got a big deal today! How about making at least [-] yuan for one deal? Awesome, isn't it?"

Cheng Han was very supportive: "That's awesome! Come on, in order to celebrate your big order of 2 yuan, let's start the car｜Zhen to celebrate."

"I hate it!" Guan Qing hugged him shyly, his eyes were watery and his face was like a peach blossom, "Then I want to be more intense."

Cheng Han bit the tip of his nose, "Little pervert, what kind of drastic method do you want?"

Guan Qing's voice was seductive and seductive, and her legs wrapped around his waist: "I want to cling to you, you have to hold me tightly, how fast... how fast, how ruthless... how ruthless, I want you Excitement, I want you to be impulsive, I want you to enter me heavily, do your best, {body} is in my body."

Cheng Han's eyes were scarlet, and he stared at him like a beast, "...OK."

The two of them fucked in the back of the car in the dark. The gunshot was extremely intense and enjoyable. When they got out of the car, not to mention Guan Qing, Cheng Han was a little weak in his legs.

"Come on, I'll carry you." He squatted down in front of the car door.

Guan Qing obediently lay on his back. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two of them were elongated by the street lamps, and the dim light shrouded the top of their heads. Cheng Han's side face was infinitely tender, while his steps were steady and his arms were strong, and he carried him on his back without hesitation. go home.

"I really want to spend my whole life like this," Guan Qing rubbed his ear, "Cheng Han,"

"Ok?"

"like you."

Cheng Han just laughed, "Why don't you say you love me?"

Guan Qing shook his head, "It's different. You can say you like it, but you can't love it. You can only do it."

"Okay little pervert, then you have to remember what you said today, and do it seriously and work hard."

Guan Qing pretended to be his face and kissed him, smiling with crooked eyebrows, "Okay, then you have to cooperate seriously."

The house was a bit messy, but unfortunately the two of them didn't have the energy to clean it up. After taking a shower, they lay down on the bed and talked together, kissed each other good night, and finally fell asleep sweetly.

... Guan Qing's phone buzzed and vibrated by the bedside, Cheng Han turned over and handed the phone to him in a daze, and pushed him several times before he woke up.

"Hello?" Guan Qing's voice was dry, and he propped himself up and sat up, trying to reach for the water glass by the bed, and stepped on Cheng Han's feet a few times in the middle, but he just took the water glass and hadn't even had time to drink. He was so scared that he couldn't sleep at all, "...What? It's on fire?... Wait, I'll be right there."

"What's going on?" Cheng Han rubbed his eyes and turned on the bedside lamp, "Where is the fire?"

Guan Qing hurriedly put on his clothes and turned back without raising his head: "The factory is a warehouse, the one we rented...you go to sleep, I'll go and have a look."

Hearing the anxiety in his words, Cheng Han also got out of bed and put on a big underpants casually, "I'll be with you."

Guan Qing kept calling on the phone along the way, and he communicated with the other party in an impatient tone. The factory here just caught fire, and the partner who signed the contract in the afternoon got the news. Why so fast?

"Don't care if it's man-made or not," Guan Qing said to Na Duan angrily: "Don't worry about the warehouse, save people first, you must save people first! There are all inflammable materials next to the warehouse. Tell the workers to evacuate and let them go. The fire brigade first isolated the warehouse from the other warehouses. If there is no dead person, you can say anything, but if a person’s life is confessed here, how much money you have here is not enough to pay, and the media..."

Hanging up the phone, Guan Qing rubbed his temples irritably. Cheng Han drove the car very fast. He heard the siren of the fire truck when he was about a hundred meters away from the factory. Smoke rose into the sky accompanied by raging flames.Cheng Han held Guan Qing's hand,

"Don't worry, the wind is not strong today, it just rained yesterday, the weather is very humid, don't rush inside later, ask about the situation first, as long as there are no casualties, everything is easy to say, we can handle it."

Guan Qing grabbed his hand with his back, and his palm was covered with cold sweat. Cheng Han was still able to calm down, which gave him a sense of peace of mind.

There were people at the gate of the factory, two fire trucks were parked inside, the gate had been cordoned off, and a young man rushed over when he saw him.

Guan Qing hurriedly asked, "Are there any casualties?"

The guy wiped his sweat, and his lips trembled in fright: "No, it's confirmed that there is no one inside, but all our goods are inside, and one batch will be delivered tomorrow, what should I do?"

Cheng Han watched him negotiate with his colleagues, and before he could relax when he learned that there were no casualties, his phone rang again desperately.

Cheng Han answered the phone impatiently: "What are you doing?"

"Dada..." The old man's trembling voice came from the other end: "Dada... jumped off the building."

There was a buzzing sound in Cheng Han's head, but the noisy crowd around him and the siren of the fire truck pulled him back to reality in an instant. Before he had time to say hello to Guan Qing, he ran towards the parking lot:

"Where is Xia Zhi? Where is Xia Zhi?"

"Xia Zhi is still fucking upstairs!" The old man shouted anxiously: "The police have already been called, but the police haven't arrived yet, Shao Che went up to persuade... Damn, what the hell is this called! What should I do? You Say what to do?"

Cheng Han's heart was in a state of confusion, his driving hands were shaking, the streets in the middle of the night and early in the morning were long and silent under the street lights, and the road in the distance was endlessly dark, his stomach was churning, and he felt like vomiting in panic.

There was a circle of passers-by downstairs in the hotel. There were not many people, but they were all chattering about something. The old man and the rest of the band raised their heads like geese and straightened their necks to look upstairs.

Cheng Han looked up following their gazes, and then heard the ear-piercing screams from the crowd. Amidst the sharp screams, his out-of-focus eyes suddenly saw a black shadow, at a speed that the naked eye could not keep up with. Fall rapidly.

In the dark night, the man looked like a bat with spread wings, and the flat figure whizzed past the bright glass walls of the star-rated hotel.

Cheng Han's eyes widened suddenly—bang...

In his eyes, there was a splash of flesh and blood, his head and body were broken, and his limbs were separated from his bones.He saw Xia Zhi's blood-red eyes bursting out of their sockets, and the blood was flowing from his body like a river, but it was not dazzling red, but as dark as ink.

Surrounded by terrified and crying crowds, Cheng Han walked over step by step in a daze, and next to Xia Zhi's miserable corpse lay Su Rida in white. The blood splattered from the corner of his mouth made him look Like a wanton mocking smile, but his face has been distorted.

Their blood kept spreading, meandering across the stone floor under Cheng Han's feet, and slowly converging into a black stream...