room without view

Yuan Yinzhi woke up on the sofa, with a warm aroma coming from his nose, the egg yolk was licking the food bowl, and there were occasional sounds of dishes colliding, the night on the sofa was not comfortable, he still A little sleepy, but these small voices don't make people feel noisy.

Cheng Dong was setting breakfast on the dining table, lean meat porridge cooked in advance, when he saw Yuan Yinzhi sitting on the sofa, his hair curled up even more, he looked at himself a little foolishly.

"Go wash up, and then come over to eat."

Yuan Yinzhi still sat there blankly, his eyes became more and more straight.

"It's been a long time." He said as if wandering, "Wake up and have breakfast, and you."

Cheng Dong understood, he gave his hand holding the spoon a punch, this early in the morning, he was unprepared to be punched heartily, even though the fist was soft, it only punched out the soreness in his arms.

hold your breath.Cheng Dong said to himself, staring at the ticking spoon.

Yuan Yinzhi also came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and went to wash himself.For some unknown reason, both of them were in a bad mood. They ate breakfast quietly, and then Yuan Yinzhi insisted on sending Cheng Dong to the training room, and the two of them had nothing to say in the car.

It wasn't until Cheng Dong unbuckled his seat belt that Yuan Yinzhi grabbed his wrist.

"I..." Yuan Yinzhi stared at Cheng Dong's slender fingers, and couldn't help but move his palm down, holding the fingers tightly. He didn't know what to say, and when he came to his mouth, he came to his wits, "The preserved egg is sick." , have you finished practicing and have a look?"

There was no room for repentance when he said these words, Yuan Yinzhi simply kept silent, greedily squeezed Cheng Dong's hand a little more tightly.

Cheng Dong was a little anxious after hearing this, and he didn't care about the claws that could be called salty pig's knuckles.

"What's going on? Diarrhea or a cold? Have you seen a doctor?"

"Look, it's not a big problem, just take a look at it and it will be fine."

No matter how you hear these words, you may be suspected of cheating, but Cheng Dong still put away the guitar in advance that day, and said hello to the band that he had to leave first.

It is not easy for this band to form. The rent and equipment costs for the training room are all subsidized by the members from their savings and odd part-time jobs. Cheng Dong and Tang Zhen are considered to be the most affluent. After all, there has been a period of stable career, but right now One is poor and the other is white, so everyone works very hard, will not sneak around and be lazy, and strive to show amazing performances in their debut.As the backbone, Cheng Dong has been working hard all the time, but today he said that he would leave early. Situ Qing is a man of few words, so he caught him and asked, "Are you going to engage in foundation?"

Cheng Dong turned his head and stared at him, just in time to meet Tang Zhen's gaze.

Both of them turned their eyes away at the same time, and Situ Qing still said seriously: "Young man, practice is the most important thing, even if it's basic."

Cheng Dong mouthed "Help me" to Mo Xing, who reluctantly put down his bass and came over to pinch the back of Situ Qing's neck.

"Don't mind your own business."

Cheng Dong was in a hurry to practice with Yuan Yinzhi, and when he heard the man on the other end of the phone say that the venue was the Palm Apartment, he was stunned for a moment.

"...Okay then, I'll come over now." Cheng Dong hung up the phone with complicated emotions, not knowing that Yuan Yinzhi's face was stiff on the other side, and ordered the driver to cancel the original route and drive directly home.The uncle driver, who always had a straight face and no expression, glanced at the boss's face from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Yinzhi finally rushed home before Cheng Dong, and the first thing he did when he entered the door was to grab the preserved egg from the cabin and ravage it for a while, kneading the smooth and beautiful guinea pig into a fur ball, accompanied by the preserved egg that was almost crazy Gululu, finally tossed it.

As for Cheng Dong here, watching the elevator door open, the familiar furnishings in the house and the man squatting on the ground holding a guinea pig came into view.

He always felt that something was wrong, but it seemed to be completely right.

The carpet sofa and Yuan Yinzhi's windbreaker hanging on the stand, these things make him feel very correct, but the strange thing is, why do they look the same?Why is it exactly the same as in memory.

"This rat just bit me." Yuan Yinzhi stretched out his hand, and Cheng Dong walked over. His fingers were flawless, not even a tooth mark.

Cheng Dong did not speak, held the preserved egg over, and stroked its head. Except for the messy hair, it looked healthy, and held its head in his palm very vigorously.

He raised his head and looked around the room again, only to see something different, the extra ones were daily necessities, and looked more smoky than before, it seemed that Yuan Yinzhi did live here.

"You haven't eaten. If you want to eat, I'll ask someone to bring it."

"No, is there any food in the refrigerator?"

Yuan Yinzhi was startled, and looked at him in surprise: "Yes."

Cheng Dong cooked three dishes and one soup, and Yuan Yinzhi took care of most of it. No matter how elegant his posture was, he looked like he had been hungry for three days.

He thought in his heart that he would buy toys and candies for the preserved egg. The mouse had done a great job, but when he raised his head, he found that Cheng Dong opposite him seemed to be thinking about something, and the expression on his face was not what he expected. .

Seeing him looking at him, Cheng Dong stopped, with an inexplicable seriousness on his expression: "Preserved egg is already four years old."

"Ok?"

"The longest lifespan of a guinea pig is ten years, can you keep it until then?"

Yuan Yinzhi squinted his eyes involuntarily, and he vaguely noticed that the young man who came to speak straight from the opposite seemed to be hinting at something.

"Cheng Dong, how old is the egg yolk?"

"Two years old in June, I asked the pet store all these."

Yuan Yinzhi bought the two pets back then, and when he paid the money, he was in no mood to find out the birthdays of the paparazzi and the mouse. Unexpectedly, Cheng Dong went to the pet store to ask, and Cheng Dong took care of them most of the time.He knew that Cheng Dong was a responsible person, and even this sense of responsibility became jealous at this moment.

"How many years can a dog live? 20 years? Cheng Dong, that mouse eats, eats and sleeps all day long, and won't respond to calls. It's actually quite stupid, and so is a dog. At most, it has the skill of wagging its tail, and it's not smart." Where to go, but I hope that they can all happily die by my side."

Cheng Dong looked at him, those big and introverted eyes were quiet, but there seemed to be a flame burning deep in the pupils.

"More than 20 years." Yuan Yinzhi said, "I want a lifetime."

Cheng Dong was a little dazed, Yuan Yinzhi tried to use the recording studio on the first floor of the apartment to keep him in the end but failed, so he was very depressed, but he really didn't want to stay in that room for a second.

Yuan Yinzhi told him, for a lifetime.

He thought of Yuan Yinzhi's black eyes, and he just looked at himself like that, as if this had already happened, Cheng Dong even had the illusion that "a lifetime" just passed between the two of them so lightly , is not heavy, nor is it difficult, as long as he looks at Yuan Yinzhi.

The certainty frightened him.

He just wanted to stick out his tentacles to test him, because Yuan Yinzhi was constantly moving him, this is an extremely simple thing, how could it be unshakable when facing the person he likes.

Then Yuan Yinzhi seemed to grab his tentacles and uprooted the thin trembling thing, so in the panic, he even felt a little bit of pain.

Yuan Yinzhi is always like this, always pushing him into a corner, making him feel that he has no way out, and that person is his way.

Maybe he doesn't need to retreat.

Cheng Dong opened the door and saw the egg yolk jumping towards him.

Yuan Yinzhi dared to say that kind of thing for a lifetime, so he should seriously retaliate.

Since he wanted him so much, he wanted ten years of preserved eggs, 20 years of egg yolks, and the whole life of that person.

When Yuan Zhen appeared in the training room, Cheng Dong was not surprised. He turned around and told the band members that this guy is a big guy, he performed well, so Mo Xing, who was always cold, played the bass almost broken.

In the end, Yuan Zhen said, I don't understand you guys, so I think it's very noisy.

Everyone frowned, even Cheng Dong was a little annoyed.

Tang Zhen walked over and said to him, "Do you want to hear something quieter?"

So I sat down and sang "A Piece of Red Cloth" to him.

His voice is not at all different from the hoarse and rough Cui Jian, it is much gentler, but still has the feeling of exhaustion and the kind of ironing that seems to have been severely scratched.

"That day you used a piece of red cloth

Blindfolded my eyes and blindfolded the sky

You ask what i saw

I said I saw happiness

This feeling really makes me comfortable

It makes me forget that I have nowhere to live

you ask me where else to go

I said to go your way

I can't see you and I can't see the way

My hand is also held by you

you ask me what i was thinking

I said I want you to call the shots

I feel you are not iron

but as strong and strong as iron

i feel blood on you

because your hands are hot

I don't feel like it's wilderness

But I saw that the land here was dry and cracked

i feel like i need some water

but your mouth gags mine

I can't go and I can't cry

Because my body is dry now

I want to be with you forever

because i know your pain best

beep beep..."

After he finished singing, Yuan Zhen still stared at him, then stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

"Well, practice your eyes, your lamb-like eyes should be very popular now." After finishing speaking, he put down his hands, "It makes people itch."