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Chapter 6 Ch6 Coward

Have you ever played with guns?

I mean, the kind of game on the side of the road and on the street, where the number of balloons to be popped is exchanged for the corresponding toy.

Qin Zheng played a few times when he was a child, but after studying abroad, this seems to be the first time.

"I don't play anymore."

The girl with braids put down the "weapon" in her hand.

Standing next to her, Qin Zheng, who was at least seventy centimeters taller, turned his head slowly while holding the handle of the gun, and said calmly, "Why?"

The little African-American girl looked up at him and replied word by word: "I should go home for dinner."

Qin Zheng glanced at his watch, and pointed out the other party's lie bluntly: "It's already past dinner time."

The little girl pursed her lips unhappily: "My home time hasn't come yet."

"Okay, kid, I wish you a pleasant meal." The stall owner, who was almost ruined by two sharpshooters in just 10 minutes, couldn't wait to take two teddy bear dolls from the shelf, stuff them into the girl's arms, and put them Expectant eyes turned to the adult male who looked supposed to be more mature.

But the guest didn't seem to pick up his signal at all.Qin Zheng looked at the little girl expressionlessly for a while, then pursed his lips, and spoke again.

"Play a little longer." He begged in a commanding tone.

Little girl/stall owner: "..."

"Time to go home~"

Someone behind him broke the deadlock with a smile.

The tone at the end of the sentence rises, which is very similar to the kind reminder of passers-by at the beginning of the European and American inferior horror movies, but when it is near the end of the film, the audience will (nothing) be surprised to find out with the protagonist that the murderous "clown" who took off the hood is the last The passerby himself who began to appear.

It's Shen Teng.

Qin Zheng turned his head to check that his arms and legs were complete, while holding the gun in one hand, and accurately grasped the collar of the little girl who turned around and ran away with the other hand.

"Let go of me! Be careful, I will report you to the police station for abducting an underage girl!"

"Go ahead, let's talk about you stealing my wallet by the way."

The little girl stopped struggling.

Shen Teng had already walked up to several people, Qin Zheng let go of the girl's collar, and the two of them watched the little ghost hold the two cubs tightly in dejection, and stuffed the vacant little hand into it with great reluctance but helplessly. In his pocket, after hesitating for a moment, he pulled out his wallet and handed it in obediently.

The certificates, money, and credit cards were all there. Qin Zheng took out a few banknotes that had been exchanged in the afternoon, and stuffed them into the hands of the little girl who was ready to lift them up.

"Take it to dinner." He dropped all preaching.

The girl raised her head and stared at Qin Zheng for a teddy bear puppet that was a whole circle bigger than the cubs in her arms in exchange for a teddy bear from the stall owner. Give me your prize too?"

"Why did I give it to you?" Qin Zheng raised his chin and asked back.

Without thinking, the girl said, "Because I'm a child. A homeless, poor little girl."

Qin Zheng shrugged: "It's not mine."

"..."

Watching the little girl make a grimace and run away, the stall owner who packed up his things helplessly shook his head: "She often hangs around in this area, she is a cunning little girl who does all kinds of evil, your kindness will not get you any results."

Prizes are not given to strange bad kids, but can be given to adults he knows.

Shen Teng took the teddy bear Qin Zheng handed over, lifted it up and looked at it, then looked at the stall owner with a smile: "Then I hope your kindness can."

Tolerating a little slicker who is full of lies to pickpocket near his booth again and again, fearing that she will be caught and beaten, pretending not to see her again and again, and taking the initiative to pay for the loss of tourists after she slips away... It is difficult for ordinary people to do this.

The stall owner was at a loss for words for a moment, and the two Asian tourists, who he regarded as idiots, had already left side by side.

Shen Teng and Qin Zheng didn't go to Pratt Playground.

He obviously agreed to Qin Zheng's invitation on the rooftop of the museum, but Shen Teng suddenly regretted it the moment he walked out of the museum, and made an extremely perfunctory excuse rather badly: "Think about it, I always feel that the two of us go together Playgrounds seem too gross."

It wasn't once or twice that he contradicted his promise. Qin Zheng seemed to be used to it. He didn't even mention Shen Teng's thoughtful look before leaving the rooftop. The second young master just thought about it on his own and nodded in agreement: "It seems Yes."

"We're not in that relationship after all," he added.

What kind of relationship?

Qin Zheng approached Shen Teng, who blinked and blinked, and explained patiently: "The relationship between two men that can go to the playground together, one is father and son, and the other, do you want to know what it is?"

The answer is on my lips, but I really can't say it.Shen Tomah pushed this anti-customer guy aside with a haha, and handed the Universal Euro to the stall owner at the small market in the next block, and smiled back at Qin Zheng: "Give my son twenty dollars first." Fire the bullet."

Qin Zheng realized that Shen Teng was intentionally distracting him when he led him over with a clear goal, but the two of them had a tacit understanding. During the 10-[-] minutes of the shooting competition, what exactly did Shen Teng do.

The sky has completely darkened, and the bright and dark street lights on the street render the whole city into a completely different temperament from the daytime.

It was already dark when they arrived in Vienna last night. The two sat in the back of the taxi and wandered around the destination for more than half an hour because of the driver's confusion.

Shen Teng wrapped his coat wearily, and leaned against the car window on his side to doze off, in an uncomfortable posture.But Qin Zheng didn't pay attention to his intentional avoidance. He just took a look at the street scene through the obviously brighter street lights on Shen Teng's side, and then looked away. It wasn't until the driver finally found a place to slam on the brakes that he seemed to be prepared. He raised his hand to help his companion's forehead that was about to hit the car seat.

Truth be told, the two of them had rarely spent such a long, peaceful time together.

From meeting in the apartment to reuniting at the airport, cross-country flights, transfers, transfers and then cross-country flights, in this journey without knowing the purpose, they are forced to formally face each other in daily social situations under the bed without any choice.

This feeling is too strange, it can’t even be said to be an ambiguity between a friend and a lover, on the contrary, it’s like a travel companion who decides to travel with a partner temporarily. It’s obvious that they were two solo travelers who didn’t know each other that well before, but now they have to spend time in a foreign country. Relative, running in and relying on each other.

It’s okay when there are other things to distract attention in the museum and the booth. Once it’s quiet and only the two of them are left, the mode of getting along with the two will immediately turn to the awkward mode of hell-level difficulty.

But surprisingly, although there is always an indistinct fuzzy atmosphere flowing in the air of Vienna, no one, whether it is Qin Zheng or Shen Teng, stopped this accidental journey jointly created by them.

they're like...

It's like they are in a silent competition, Qin Zheng thought.

But what is the comparison?

As expected, there were performers everywhere in Vienna, and the two followed the crowd to the nearest subway station, just in time to meet a bearded European musician playing the cello.

Listening to the tune, it turned out to be "Lake Baikal".

The familiar local accent attracted more than the two Chinese people to stop and appreciate. Shen Teng had an occupational illness. He stared at the performer's body for a while, and then he approached Qin Zheng and chatted like he was in a museum: "His piano age Bigger than him."

Laymen watch the fun, and insiders look at the doorway. Qin Zheng looked at the polished body of the piano, lowered his head and leaned closer to Shen Teng, and tilted his head slightly: "How do you tell?"

It's rare for him to be taught with an open mind. Shen Teng turned his face with a smile, and met Qin Zheng's dark eyes.

1.8 meters seven may still be too tall.

Shen Teng blinked, and subconsciously wanted to retreat to his own safe distance, but there were too many people around him, making it difficult for him to take a step.

1.8 meters seven is too high, too oppressive.

Shen Teng was a little annoyed at the sudden uncontrollable pulsation of his blood——Qin Zheng only approached him because he wanted to hear him clearly, but he actually behaved like a reckless little boy, with a wrong heartbeat.

"His body size is too big."

Shen Teng calmly threw out a professional answer that was the most succinct and to the point.

He suddenly turned cold, Qin Zheng didn't know the reason, and turned his head to look at Shen Teng, but what he got was only the first time in days that this person looked back indifferently.

But soon, after getting in the car, Shen Teng returned to normal.

Vienna's subway seats are two-person seats parallel to the direction of travel of the vehicle, and there are not many people. After they found a place to sit, they spread out the Vienna tram map that was bought at the square bookstore in the afternoon for a full [-] euros.

Shen Teng's tone of voice could not hear the shadow of the previous emotions at all, even the annoyance was mixed with a smile: "I suspect that we were slaughtered. This is worse than I thought. This line is not so close to this block at all."

This is 14 Euros. You know, the ticket price of the museum that exhibits the world's most complete collection of Schiele's paintings is only [-] Euros.

Qin Zheng looked down at the tortuous route he pointed to: "You said you have never been to Vienna."

Shen Teng gave a "hmm" and said, "But this doesn't prevent me from getting to know the Viennese, does it?"

Unable to refute, Qin Zheng nodded.

The accuracy of this twenty-euro map is limited, but the color scheme and aesthetics are still top-quality, and it’s not a pity to simply use it as a travel souvenir.Shen Ma's fingertips slipped on those tortuous tram lines, and they were retracted in time before they were further stained with ink.

"When I was studying in Oslo, I had an assignment done in a group. My partner at the time was from Vienna. That person was very taciturn. During the half-month process, he basically just buried himself in his work and rarely talked to me."

Shen Teng is good at communication, but it is not necessary for communication. If the other party likes to be quiet, he is also very willing to do it.But when the homework was about to end, a little accident happened.

"He engraved a variant of 'Liszt' on the body of the piano. When I took it, I just recognized it, so I asked a question."

——Why do you remember Liszt?For Hungary, Faust, or Vienna?

"Then?"

"Then, he opened up his heart to me."

It was snowing heavily that day, and the two of them were trapped in the small log cabin where the piano was made. Facing the part of the Google map that will be loaded, they introduced each other from childhood to adulthood house by house and street by street. place to live.

Shen Teng squinted his eyes: "Thinking about it now, it seems quite romantic?"

Qin Zheng leaned against the window and looked sideways at him for a while. Although he didn't speak, the meaning in his eyes seemed self-evident.

"...Please," Shen Teng was almost helpless, "I didn't sleep with him."

Qin Zheng didn't respond.

A person's non-response usually has many interpretations, and the second young master is especially complicated. In the past, in order to avoid trouble... or to avoid some other troubles that may arise from too much understanding, Shen Teng always used it very naturally. His "no response" can be ignored, but suddenly, inexplicably, this time, Shen Teng felt that he seemed to have touched a little bit of clues to the reason for Qin Zheng's strange emotions recently.

He looked at the long eyelashes of the people around him who always drooped sleepily for a while, and tentatively asked in an obscure and tight voice: "Do you want to see the road I used to go to school when I was a child?"

This question is very simple, but it is too difficult to ask, one more word will completely break the highly tense nerves.

Shen Teng likes to chat with strangers and reveal his heart at will, because he is sure that after tonight he will never have any interaction with these people again.

But Qin Zheng is different.

Perhaps when they first met, both of them thought it was just a romantic relationship, but no one expected that they would continue this relationship for three years in such a tacit understanding.

For three years, even if their purpose of meeting each time is simply to satisfy their carnal desires, it is impossible that they still have no understanding of each other's lives.Sometimes Shen Teng even felt that Qin Zheng knew too much about him, so much that he almost felt intimidated at times.But the dynamics on social platforms and hearsay from other channels can only be regarded as the most superficial understanding. The two of them have never revealed their families and growth experiences to each other.

Do you want to see the road I used to go to school when I was a kid?

Asking this sentence, to Shen Teng, it was almost equivalent to cutting his heart.This is bad, it's terrible, he regretted it the moment he asked, but Qin Zheng raised his eyes and looked at himself, he clearly heard what he said just now, and he wouldn't be caught off guard just because Shen Teng's tone became lighter. He easily fooled it.

don't answer.don't answer.Shen Teng used sorcery in his heart, and even secretly hoped that Qin Zheng could really eat some of the jealousy of his classmate in Vienna, hold up the young master's noble head, and never agree to be as childish as others...

"Okay." Qin Zheng answered him.

"My phone is out of battery." Shen Teng responded quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, an animated logo showing the battery was exhausted dramatically appeared on the screen of his mobile phone.

Shen Teng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, bent his eyes, and shook the extinguished phone screen at Qin Zheng, forgetting for a moment that the two of them had more than one phone that could connect to Google.

He is rarely like this, like a child, showing his emotions.

Or rather, he rarely does so in public.

But the two of them don't often appear together in public. Frankly speaking, Qin Zheng's understanding of Shen Teng is limited, so this kind of expression may not be considered rare in places Qin Zheng can't see—the eyes are crooked , the dark pupils shone with radiance, a little more frank and coquettish intimacy than usual, which makes people love and hate.

In fact, he just took a small advantage, which made him so happy, he lost the disguise of distance, and was so proud that even the fox's tail would curl up.And as always, Qin Zheng just looked at him quietly, cooperating with him, just like in those nights under the warm lights in the past, he deliberately let Shen Teng let the other party touch his sensitive points, and then smiled all over his body And retreat.

In fact, Qin Zheng always has a way to restrain him, but he really...how should I put this kind of smile?

pity?

When the train arrived at the station, Qin Zheng stood up with his pockets in his pocket first, and rubbed the top of Shen Ma's head that was covered by a woolen cap with his palm, and said "courageous (cowardly)" that only the two of them could understand. ".

Nearly 1.9 meters tall, he grew up in the north and speaks the authentic dialect of his daughter's family in the south of the Yangtze River, which is...not against harmony.

Shen Tomah hugged the teddy bear helplessly and followed him out of the carriage, and said slowly, "My grandma said exactly the same thing as you."

They are both from Yancheng, but after a few years they learned the same Jiangcheng dialect.

Qin Zheng: "Oh, what did you do to be laughed at?"

Shen Teng shook his head: "It's not me."

"It's me..." He paused, then spoke again, "It was the one who was supposed to be my grandfather."

Obviously, with Qin Zheng's acquiescence and connivance, he bypassed "the way to go to school when he was a child", but he was once again brought back to the best playmate when he was a child.If you deliberately avoid it again and again, it seems hypocritical.

Shen Teng said calmly: "A bat flew in from the attic of my house, and my grandmother asked him to clean it up. On the surface, he promised very well, but in fact he was too timid to touch it, and he was afraid that the bat would frighten the hostess by being hungry and fluttering around. Zuo Si Thinking right, I ended up serving that bat with delicious water for a week."

When Shen Yuru found out, that guy even used myths and customs that didn't exist in his hometown as an excuse, which made his fiancée tease him angrily and amusingly, opened the window himself, and drove the noble vampire out of the shabby house with a big broom.

——Courageous Karma.

——ga... Jiaying, what is your grandmother talking about?

Shen Jiaying yawned and raised her dull and sly eyes from the pile of handmade building blocks.

——She talked about her criteria for choosing a mate.

The man had no doubts about the boy who just went to play baseball together yesterday and became friends, his ice blue eyes were full of interest, and his usual refined temperament was tinged with a childish taste.

--oh?so what?

Shen Yuru stroked the superior and tall nose bones of the European man with her fingers, and there was a gentle smile in her eyes.

—Well, I just like cowards.

Many years have passed since this incident, but the scene at that time is still as vivid as ever in Shen Teng's heart.

I don’t know if there is a possibility of memory beautification. Obviously, the two of them were not young at that time, but in Shen Teng’s few memories, the lines and wrinkles on the corners of the eyes and brows did not conceal the glory of their youth. .

They are two very good-looking and well-matched people.

"later?"

"he died."

The story ended too abruptly. When Shen Teng woke up from the memory, the sparkle in his eyes was almost flawless.

He replied with a hint of regret that he seemed to have practiced the details: "On the way back from delivering the violin to the guests, he encountered a violent attack. When he was shot to protect a little girl and died, he was still holding it. Lisianthus flowers to give to a lover. Since then, my grandmother has never been to that block again.”

"What's his name?" Qin Zheng asked lightly.

"Edwin."

Shen Teng laughed: "Edwin Heinrich."

Qin Zheng nodded.

But Shen Teng was still looking at him, as if waiting for something.

Qin Zheng tilted his head slightly again: "Huh?"

Shen Teng cautiously restrained his smile a little: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

For example, some more detailed things, such as the great grandmother of the Shen family, the invisible parents in Shen Tiao's narration, and the grandparent and grandson who depended on each other after Edwin's death.

Do you have anything else to ask?

"No," Qin Zheng replied, "Now the story is complete."

Edwin Heinrich, Shen Yuru, Shen Jiaying.People who were supposed to be a family.

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Bellflower flower language dedicated to Mr. Heinrich