private romance

In Song Mingzheng's eyes, there is no difference between a barrier-free car and a cart.

It looks like a six-seater van. There is no seat at the back. It is a huge space, and there is an extra lift platform. The wheelchair enters the car through the lift platform, and one person occupies the position of four people.

If it weren't for the fact that some drivers were unwilling to pull a disabled person like Mu Chenyuan, and he found it troublesome, it would be impossible for him to go out in this kind of car with Mu Chenyuan anyway, making him feel like he was being moved like a pile of goods. Come and go.Sometimes he has strange thoughts that no one knows about, but he has never told anyone about it. He Tingzhao would occasionally guess what he was thinking, and joked that our Ah Zheng was actually still like a child, but he always refused to admit it.

But obviously Mu Chen didn't think so, he got into the car with great interest, and thanked the driver who helped drive the elevator.The driver was a middle-aged man with a kind face, he complied with his words and chatted with him along the way.

Song Mingzheng plugged in his earphones before he came out, but he rarely played music.The particularity of his profession prevents him from quietly relaxing his vigilance in places other than home, which in itself makes him feel uneasy.

But this habit was gradually broken after getting entangled with Mu Chenyuan. Song Mingzheng felt that Mu Chenyuan was too noisy, and it seemed that everyone related to him was also noisy.Even if they met in a completely unexpected situation, this is someone Song Mingzheng will definitely stay away from, let alone whether they can cultivate any product of emotion.

He likes to be lively, and the lively He Tingzhao is like the brightest flower blooming in his heart.This has nothing to do with the noise, this kind of chatter like a sparrow can only break him down at any time, he just hopes that everything can stop quietly and return to zero.

Better to be as silent as the dead.

"Boy", out of time, someone's voice came to his ears in the middle of the music.Song Mingzheng raised his eyelids and took a look. It happened to be the rush hour, and with the rain, there was a serious traffic jam in the urban area.The driver stopped in a long queue, and was calling him one after another with a raised voice, "Young man! Hey, hey, are you asleep?"

They looked at each other, and the driver smiled honestly, "This kid is really handsome, handsome! I think he is even more handsome than the Korean star my girl likes!" He tilted his head slightly, and he praised Song Mingzheng, but he was obviously talking to him. Mu Chenyuan said, "Oh, it must be difficult for you two children to be together! Uncle knows that the child downstairs in our house is also like you. Hey, he was beaten by his mother some time ago. Everyone can hear it!" When it came to the starting point, the driver gestured with one hand, looking a little excited, "Why should I say it? It doesn't matter if you like men or women. We are parents, right? A good life for a child..."

Song Mingzheng felt a headache again.

Faintly, he could hear Mu Chenyuan's voice echoing behind him.I don't know if it's flattery on the spot, or he really regards the driver as a respected elder.Song Mingzheng didn't even bother to think about the meaning of these things, not to mention that the two of them have nothing to do with each other, even if the one sitting here is really Mu Chenyuan's boyfriend and not him.You are an orphan without a father and no mother, what are you trying to do when you hear these words?

Some people are so stupid that they sprinkle salt into other people's wounds without knowing it, and some people are so stupid that they think they are giving you a candy when they sprinkle salt into their wounds.

Song Mingzheng obviously didn't like these two, and he should keep them at arm's length in his original dealings.Their classes are obviously different. Doing business with smart people saves time and effort, even if it occasionally costs more money.

He didn't need to look back to know that Mu Chenyuan was having a good conversation with the driver, repeating a single song over and over again.There are few songs he really likes, and he can listen to each one for several years.Song Mingzheng was really bored, turned his head to look, the vehicle was moving forward slowly in the dark night, and he was like a sardine crowded in this city.

"Ah Zheng's little surprise is really a long wait, I'm sleepy."

A sentence popped up on the message interface, almost even the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.He has developed a habit of not showing any emotion over the years, but when he is upset and overwhelmed, his lover is always the sugar that comforts him.

"Can you wait?" Song Mingzheng typed quickly, but immediately added, "If you're really sleepy, go to bed first."

"Of course I can wait." Probably because he was afraid that he would be in a hurry, He Tingzhao played a voice.Song Mingzheng clicked to listen, the music stopped at the climax, mixed with his familiar gentle voice, He Tingzhao said with a little smile, which immediately calmed Song Mingzheng, "Ah Zheng's surprises are always very innovative."

"It's nothing new, I used to play with old things," Song Mingzheng sent out the words, and only tapped the screen to wait for a response.He Tingzhao must have thought that typing was too slow, and it was all voice notes, which just rightly relieved the anxiety of waiting.

"Then Ah Zheng has played too many games, so I can't guess what it is."

"A Zheng, you are a very romantic person."

"For you," Song Mingzheng sent three words. According to his understanding, their chat will come to an end soon.Both of them are satisfied with the content of the chat, He Tingzhao will wait for him until he receives his surprise, express a few words of condolence to each other about how the day is going, and then talk about arrangements such as not going home next time, the day is over.

"Okay, then I'll wait a bit."

After chatting a few words, the traffic flow is still as slow as a tortoise.Song Mingzheng didn't say anything, but Mu Chenyuan already knew from the chat with the driver that the destination of their trip was an old pedestrian street at the border of Dongcheng.There are very famous scenic spots nearby, and there are usually a lot of people, but most of them are foreign tourists, and locals generally seldom come.

Mu Chenyuan is actually quite familiar with this place, but it is not a very good memory for him.There is a studio in the pedestrian street. A few years ago, because the nearby high school moved to a new location, the studio also moved out, and Mu Chenyuan never went there again.But before he got his current job, he worked as a mannequin in this studio for three years to make ends meet.

The students painted his quiet form, while the self-proclaimed artists liked to paint his disabilities, such as the drooping paralyzed feet, the squeezed belly when turning around, and the extended urine bag.In the past, he had no chance to have his own photos, but in these hand-painted pictures, he knew what he looks like now.

Later, he also lived far away, so he would usually think of coming here for nothing.Returning to his old place, Mu Chenyuan was somewhat moved.However, he was optimistic by nature, so he didn't feel too much sadness.

Even recalling those humiliating times in order to live, Mu Chenyuan didn't think there was anything wrong, on the contrary, he was a little lucky.

It was also because of this that he had the opportunity to come into contact with painting.

With the current job, get a brand new second half of life, and more.

He looked up, Song Mingzheng leaned against the co-pilot and lowered his head slightly, his side face was more charming than the starlight in the dark night.

Also, got him.

I just don't know why Song Mingzheng brought him here?There are many people around here, especially at night.Mu Chenyuan has already noticed that the rainy boundary has been exceeded at some point, and the ground is dry, so there should be many people near the old pedestrian street.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to open the gift box, but he had to hold back his emotions and only suppressed them together, waiting for the moment when his heart was full of joy.

The vehicles finally dispersed slowly in the stop-and-go congestion, and scattered in all directions, as if they were swimming in the sea to their own tribes.The barrier-free car was parked at the entrance of the old pedestrian street, and cars were not allowed inside, and there were several rows full of cars.

There is a din of people, and it is the fireworks of thousands of families.

The noise gave Song Mingzheng a sense of belonging to the sea of ​​people. In fact, he hadn't been here for a long time.

Song Mingzheng got out of the car first. Although it was night, the lights here were brilliant.There are small vendors setting up stalls everywhere, and the road at the entrance can be regarded as a famous specialty snack street, but in Song Mingzheng's impression, all the food sold here are terrible, and none of them suit his taste.

He put on a mask and completely covered that face that could be called "disaster water", only showing a pair of Ruifeng eyes slightly raised, but no matter what, no matter where he was, he was always charming people.

The driver helped to open the rear car, and the lifting platform slowly descended amidst the sound of beeps.Mu Chenyuan actually doesn't need this kind of barrier-free car, and his self-care ability is left here. When it comes to special treatment, even he himself finds it troublesome.

Not to mention full of joy at the moment.

"Thank you, let's go!" Mu Chenyuan waved at the driver and got a generous smile.They don't know what time it is on their return journey, and there shouldn't be any need for the driver to wait here.But for this part of the journey, Mu Chenyuan had already obtained the driver's contact information, and the two had a good chat, and they agreed that they could ask him to pick him up if necessary in the future.Although it was very likely that he would not need it, Mu Chenyuan patiently memorized the call and left the driver's business card.

Song Mingzheng found a passable entrance and waited for him. The nearby barrier-free passage was already full of people, and there was no way to clear it.Mu Chenyuan followed him with his eyes, and immediately turned the wheel to follow him familiarly. He didn't need help, and he didn't look clumsy at all.

"The action is quite fast." Song Mingzheng glanced at it, and his tone was light, not a compliment.But Mu Chenyuan smiled shyly, and it was rare for him to answer without exaggerating his tone.

The current wheelchair frame is already very light, and there are not many people tonight compared to the past.

He has more past than when he described it in words, but the details that made him feel a little inferior and painful, so I don't want to mention them in the future.

Mu Chenyuan followed Song Mingzheng closely behind him, and the distance between the two of them was kept close.But I don't know because there are so many people, he is still not familiar with it. In fact, he saw that Song Mingzheng had already turned around a few times in the same place. He was about to give a voice reminder of the direction when he saw the tall and thin figure who seemed to recognize the road suddenly. Go in one direction.

Mu Chenyuan was not familiar with that fork in the road, but he looked at it and followed it.

There are three forks in the pedestrian street.From the entrance to the fork in front of the street is the snack street, which is the most crowded.The three fork roads correspond to different types of stores. One is the characteristic restaurants in the scenic area. Most of them are family-style hotels where you can eat and live. There are also some characteristic inns. Many tourists choose to stay overnight; the other is listed by the local government. The art and culture park, some such as handmade products stores, special crafts, and the studio where Mu Chenyuan used to be a model, are the places he is most familiar with; as for the rest, Song Mingzheng chose the direction.

It is the most extravagant after nightfall, with feasting and feasting every night.

It is a famous bar street in S city.