Sometimes, Cheng Yirancanthink,oneselfdoes haveto stepthatplacetruly.
有时候,程亦然会想,自己到底有没有真正地迈进去那个地方。Suddenlygoesfrom a placetothere, after leaving, thenreturns to the originalplace...... alwaysto feel that directlysomeare unthinkable. Hehas a having a dreamfeeling.
突然从一个地方去到那里,离开之后便直接回到原来的地方……总感觉有些过于匪夷所思。以至于他不禁有种做梦的感觉。Perhapswas onlyownspiritbydrawingthatplacethe other side?
或许只是自己的精神被拉到了那个地方之中吗?On Friday, afternoon of working day, social persononeyear is happymostalsomost frequentspecialdayafternoons.
周五,工作日的下午,社会人一年的时间内高兴得最多也最频密的一个特别的日子的下午。
After leaving the club, a Cheng Yiranpersonstrolls the streetincity.
离开了俱乐部之后,程亦然一个人漫步在城市的街头。Howshouldawaken itselfto continueto use the ability of thisguitar?
应该怎么去唤醒自己继续使用这把吉他的能力?What does the in the heartsongrefer to...... referring to the deep loveto the rock and roll?心中的曲子指的是什么……指对摇滚的热爱吗?But, hedid not feel one deep loveto the rock and rollhave retreated, hestillhopes that canhavemorepeopleto likehismusic, heself-examinesthisaspect, with the formernotdifferentplaces.
可是,他并不觉得自己对摇滚的热爱已经退却,他依然希望能够有更多的人喜欢他的音乐,他自问这方面,和从前没有不一样的地方。Like thisis transferring, has transferred the dusk, changed to the near eveningdinnerlatertime, Cheng Yiran still had not returned to the Zhong Luochenhousing the place.
就这样转着,转过了黄昏,转到了旁晚晚饭之后的时间,程亦然依然没有返回钟落尘居住的地方。ButZhong Luochencalled a telephonehim, asked whether heran into anything. The tone that does not care aboutperhaps...... wantsto knowmerely,knowson the linepurely.
但钟落尘给他打了一个电话,问他是否碰到了什么事情。不怎么关心的语气……或许仅仅只是想要知道,单纯知道就行。ThereforeCheng Yiranis not clear, ifmadehimknow after oneselfare unable to use the guitar, what kind ofresponsewill have?
所以程亦然不清楚,假如让他知道了自己无法使用吉他之后,会有怎样的反应?Heard that thisson of upper-class family, is more brutal than the average person. Becausetheyneed more brutal, canwalkin the world that oneselfplaceis farther.
听说这种贵公子,总得比普通人要无情一些。因为他们需要无情一些,才能够在自己身处的世界之中走得更远一些。Cheng Yirandoes not knowwhenoneselfcanawakenagain...... oris unable to awakenthisability- he himselfis unable to determine,perhapsis unable to requestZhong Luochento givehisenoughtime.程亦然不知道自己到底什么时候才能够再次唤醒……或者一直无法唤醒这种能力-他自己也无法确定,恐怕也就无法要求钟落尘给予他足够的时间。
The choiceis hiding the truth from the words...... probablyeveryonewill chooselike this?
选择瞒着的话……大概所有人都会这样选择的吧?After allconcealing the truth, means that can also continueto enjoygiving favored treatment of company. Thattypewithis an rookie, buthasto let the treatment that otherup-and-comerseyes are red, howto makepeoplethinkto wallow?
毕竟瞒着,也就意味着还能够继续享受公司的优待。那种同为新人,但却有着让其他新人眼红的待遇,怎么不会让人觉得沉迷?„What am I...... making?”
“我到底……在做什么?”bi-!!!
哔-!!!Speeds alongbut the auto electric hornthunderedto awakenhim, hethenlooks at the road backsuddenly, suddenlywas not clearwalked what kind ofroadwas.
飞驰而过的汽车喇叭轰鸣惊醒了他,他猛然回头看着回头路,突然不清楚自己走的到底是一条怎样的路。Not far awayat this timebroadcast the sound of singing, the usedthatcheapsound, the soundpasses tohere, isrustle, rustle the sound.
不远处这时候传来了唱歌的声音,用的还是那种便宜的音响,声音传到这儿来,已经是沙沙,沙沙的声音。Somepeopleare singing for a living.
有人在卖唱吧。
The person who the streetsings for a livinghave been many...... all kinds ofreasons. Cheng Yiranwill never look down upon these person who sings for a livingin the street, becausehe himselfalsooncetookin the middle ofthesepeoplemembers.
街头卖唱的人一直很多……各种各样的原因。程亦然从来不会看不起这些在街头卖唱的人,因为他自己也曾经作为这些人当中的一份子。They, can always tohimmarvelouswarm feelings- was right, beforesoon, himalsohas no distinctionwiththeirsituationsprobably.
他们,总是能够给他一种奇妙的亲切感-对了,就在不久之前,他好像和他们的处境也没有什么分别。Hesmilessuddenly, insignificant, perhapsis only an instinct...... hedoes not knowsuddenlyoneselfarelucky, isunfortunately.
他忽然笑了笑,无意义的,或许只是一种本能……他忽然又不知道自己到底算是幸运的,还是不幸的。
But thissinging sound the acoustic fidelityis not good, butlistensto listen, Cheng Yiranactuallyhears...... this that oneselfwere familiar, thisis the Hong Guansound.
但这歌声虽然音质不好,可是听着听着,程亦然却听到了自己所熟悉的……这,这是洪冠的声音。Hehere...... hereneighbor!
他在这里……就在这里附近!
......
……„Uncle, person who Excuse me, theresets up a stall, often/commonto come?”
“大叔,请问一下,那里摆摊的人,常来吗?”„? Yousaidyoung fellow who thatballguitarsang? Right, recentlyoften/commonto come, thismonth.”
“啊?你说那个弹吉他唱歌的小伙啊?对,最近常来,这一个月吧。”
The squareedgepushed the bicycleto sell the uncle of smallcandy figureto replywith a smile: „Thisyoung fellowsangveryof pleasant to hear...... do youwantto buy a candy figure? Goes backto give the childto play.”
广场边缘推着自行车卖着小糖人的大伯笑着回答说:“这小伙唱歌挺好听的……你要买个糖人吗?回去给小孩玩的嘛。”Cheng Yiranis startled, selected a candy figurefromuncle'svehiclecasually, gavemoneythennot saying that anythinggot out of the way.程亦然一怔,从大伯的车子上随便挑了个糖人,给了钱便没说什么走开。Hisvisionhas not left of not far awaysmallstall that is selling the charger and cell phoneaccessory...... installinballHong Guan that sang.
他的目光始终没有离开不远处的那个卖着充电器和手机饰品的小摊位……摊位上正在边弹边唱歌的洪冠。Was nothebumped intome, butwasIbumped intohim.
不是他碰到了我,而是我碰到了他。
Such longtime, the technologyhas not progressed...... the art or technique of singing is also.
这么长的时间了,技术还是没有进步啊……唱功也是。Alsono oneasked about, was the monetary rewardmiserable...... almostdoes not have?
也没有人问津,赏钱更加是少得可怜……几乎没有吧?Who are yousingingto listen? Whois listening toyouto sing? Weren't you...... have given up?
你在唱歌谁听?谁在听你在唱?你不是……已经放弃了吗?But.
可是啊。But...... why can youalsolike thishappy?
可是……为什么你还能这样的开心?Whatsangwas«BlueLotus flower».
唱的是《蓝莲花》。
Did youreally...... notworry?
你真的……了无牵挂吗?Unknowingly, Cheng Yiranhas arrived at the Hong Guanfront, Hong GuanalsosawCheng Yirannaturally, hisis sweeping the finger of stringslowly, slowlyslow, finallystopped1/2to patinsome.
不知不觉,程亦然已走到了洪冠的面前,洪冠也自然而然地看到了程亦然,他的正在扫弦的手指慢慢,慢慢地慢了下来,最终停在了某个二分之一拍上。„Alsohowever, howyou......”Hong Guanraise the headstartled.
“亦然,你怎么……”洪冠愕然地抬起头来。„Canchat?”Cheng Yiranimplored the tone.
“能聊一下吗?”程亦然吁了口气。
......
……„Had you...... eaten meal?”
“你……吃过饭了没有?”Notinwhathigh-levelorconvenient, oris the peacefulplace, butbehindon the Hong Guanthisstallsquaresmalllongstoolis sitting, Hong Guansomewhatasked that does not export the words, actuallybraced oneselfto ask the words.
不在什么高级的或者方便的,或者是安静的地方,而是就着洪冠这摊位后面的广场小长凳子上坐着,洪冠似有些问不出口话,却又硬着头皮问出了话来。
A Cheng Yiranvisionflower, whatfloweris the presentperson...... thisandhenorthhas floatedtogether, togetherin the Sanlitun of Capital City, the person who in the Houhaibarstreetsings for a livingtogether.程亦然目光一花,花的是眼前的这个人……这个和他一同北漂过,一同在京城的三里屯,后海酒吧街头上一同卖唱的人。Helowers the headto pinchin the hand the stick of thatsmallcandy figure, is rotatingslowly, the forced smilesaid: „We, alreadysuchstrange.”
他低头捏着手上那小糖人的棍子,缓缓地转动着,苦笑道:“我们,原来已经这样陌生了啊。”Hong Guanscratches the head, thenbeginssupinely, does not know how to meetthissaying.洪冠挠挠头,然后仰起头,不知如何接这话。„IsLi Zifeng.”Cheng Yiranraisedthisnamesuddenly.
“是李子峰。”程亦然忽然提起了这个名字。Hong Guanstares, raisedthisname: „Li Zifeng?”洪冠一愣,也提起了这个名字:“李子峰?”Cheng Yiranis pursing the lips, looks that Hong Guansaidin a soft voice: „Hedeceivedme, deceivedyou, thatagreement that yousign, is notmymeaning. Mehas also read a contract, is notyourmeaning. But......”程亦然抿着嘴,看着洪冠轻声道:“他骗了我,也骗了你,你签的那份协议,不是我的意思。我这边也看过一份合同,也不是你的意思。可是……”Cheng Yiranthenstoppedat this point, self-ridiculessmiles, „, butIbelievedat that time...... sorry.”程亦然说到这里便停了下来,自嘲一笑,“可是我当时信了……对不起。”Hong Guansilenta while, thenpatted the shoulder of Cheng Yiran, suddenlyis saying with a smile: „ChildYaoshould in half a monthto live, howshehas talked incessantlyyounot to come to seeher, said that gets richdid not recognize people. Has the timeto see?”洪冠沉默了一会儿,然后拍了拍程亦然的肩膀,忽然笑着道:“子瑶应该这半个月就要生了,她一直唠叨着怎么你都不来看看她,说是不是发财了就不认人了。有时间来见一见吧?”„Sorry.”ButCheng Yiranhas actually transferred the face, the soundis somewhat hoarse, „Iobviously, so long asobviouslycalls a telephoneyou, obviouslyis such a simplepetty action, isI......”
“对不起。”但程亦然却转过了脸去,声音有些沙哑,“我明明,明明只要给你打一个电话,明明就是这样简单的一个小动作,可是我……”Histook a deep breath, pulled out a nose, „, butI, Iam thinking that...... Ishouldnot besuchperson?”
他深呼吸了一口气,抽了一下鼻子,“可是我啊,我在想……我该不会就是这样的人?”Hong Guanthinks the little whilesaid: „FormerlyXiaomengalso, youwill violatefrequentlystupid, nowcrosses for severalyears, will violatestupid...... actuallyhas not changed, stupiddonkey, mybeing accustomed to.”洪冠想了会儿道:“从前小梦还在的时候,你就经常会犯蠢,现在都过好几年了,还是会犯蠢……其实也没有变,蠢驴子嘛,我习惯了。”Cheng Yiranturns head, chokedwas saying: „Goes toyourSir.”程亦然回过头来,微噎着说:“去你大爷。”Hong Guansaid: „I can also call a telephoneyouobviously, obviouslyis only a petty action, butIsamedo this, yousaid that Iam am also suchperson?”洪冠却道:“我明明也可以给你打一个电话,也明明只是一个小动作,但我一样这样做,你说我是不是也是这样的人?”Cheng Yiranstares.程亦然一愣。Two peoplesmile.
两人相视一笑。Cheng Yiransighed deeplysaid angrily: „Man.”程亦然长叹了口气道:“男人啊。”Hong Guannods, ishelplesssaid: „Man.”洪冠点了点头,也是无奈道:“男人啊。”Sat a meeting.
坐了一会。Cheng Yiransaid: „Did child'snamethink?”程亦然道:“孩子的名字想好了没?”Hong Guanshakes the head. The weatheris somewhat cold, herubbedrubbing hands, „is yourhand, unimportant?”洪冠摇了摇头。天气有些冷,他搓了搓手,“你的手,不要紧吧?”Cheng Yiranlooks atownfinger, shakes the head, „fingerbone fracture, wherehassuchquicklygood.”程亦然看着自己的手指,摇了摇头,“手指骨折,哪有这么快好。”Hong Guanregrets saying: „It seems likeon Sundayyoudid not have the meansto enter the stage, a littlepitifully. However, your should companynot blameyou?”洪冠惋惜道:“看来周日你是没有办法出场了,有点可惜了。不过,你公司应该不会怪你吧?”„Temporarily, later......”Cheng Yiranwill not shake the head saying: „Later, was difficultto say.”
“暂时不会,以后……”程亦然摇摇头道:“以后,难说。”„Ismatter that becausehas a collision, isn't goodtoyourreputationinfluence?” The Hong Guanexploratory natureasked.
“是因为撞车的事情,对你的名声影响不好吗?”洪冠试探性问道。„Does not close the matter of collision.”Cheng Yiranshakes the head, „hadmanythings...... more complex, compared withusformerlywas only the squattingstreettime, was more complex.”
“不关撞车的事情。”程亦然摇摇头,“只是有很多很多的事情……复杂多了,比我们从前只是蹲街边的时候,复杂多了。”„This...... thesebigcompanythings, Ireallyhave not understood.”Hong Guannods, no longerasked,hebelievesat this timeCheng Yiranshouldbe ableto deal with the issue.
“这样啊……这些大公司的事情,我还真是不懂。”洪冠点了点头,不再多问,他相信这时候的程亦然应该可以自己处理好问题。Cheng Yiranat this timestood up the body, made an effort the bodyoneto stretch.程亦然这时候站起了身来,用力地身了一把懒腰。Hong Guanraise one's headasked: „Do youwantto go back?”洪冠抬头问道:“你要回去了吗?”„Time, Iwas notslideearly, mustgo back.”Cheng Yirannods.
“时间不早了,我是溜出来的,要回去的了。”程亦然点了点头。„Youcarefully.”Hong Guansmiledsaying with a smile.
“那你小心点啊。”洪冠笑了笑道。Cheng Yiranalsoturns aroundto leave, walksseveralsteps, hestoppedsuddenly, buthas not turned head: „Right, cannot wantsells the chargetreasurewhilesings for a living, like thisappearsnotmajorto be good?”程亦然也就转身离开,才走几步,他忽然停了下来,但没有回头:“对了,能不能不要一边卖充电宝一边卖唱,这样显得一点也不专业好吧?”Hong Guansmiles, saidto the Cheng Yiranback: „Imustmake the powdered milkmoneygood?”洪冠笑了笑,冲着程亦然的背影道:“我要赚奶粉钱的好吧?”Cheng Yiranhas not spoken, butliftedraising hand, thatis the rock and rollhand signal...... hesuddenlyhas the classificationidea.程亦然没有说话,只是举了举手,那是摇滚的手势……他忽然有种别的想法。
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……Returns to the villatime, Cheng YiranseesZhong Luochento make the dinner to oneself, verysimplered winebeef steak.
回到别墅的时候,程亦然看见钟落尘正在自己给自己做着晚餐,很简单的红酒牛排。„Does a personeat?”Cheng Yiranfirstopens the mouthto say.
“一个人吃吗?”程亦然首先开口道。„Hasyourone, but before mustlook atyouto come back, hasto eat.”Zhong Luochendoes not turn head, is frying the beef steakwith the clipwholly absorbed.
“有你的一份,不过要看你回来之前有没有吃过。”钟落尘也不回头,专心致志地用夹子煎着牛排。„Is impolite, Iam not hungry.”Cheng Yiranshakes the head, saidsuddenly: „Right, discussed a matterwithyou.”
“不客气,我不饿。”程亦然摇了摇头,却忽然道:“对了,和你商量一件事情。”„Said.”Zhong Luochenturned the beef steak, the palmwas vibratinggently the flat-bottomed pan.
“说吧。”钟落尘把牛排翻了一面,手掌轻轻地抖动着平底锅。„Sunday night, makingHong Guanreplacemeto go on stage.”
“周日晚上,让洪冠代替我上场吧。”„Hong Guan?” The movement on Zhong Luochenslow, was quickto moveagain, „why......, youthought that had a deficithe, thereforeplannedto compensate?”
“洪冠?”钟落尘手上的动作慢了一下,然后很快就再次动了起来,“为什么……难道,你是觉得亏欠了他,所以打算补偿?”„Little.”Cheng Yiran not salty not palesay/way: „Moreover, hegoes on stage, uses the guitartohimthis.”
“一点点吧。”程亦然不咸不淡道:“另外,他上场的时候,把这把吉他给他用吧。”Zhong Luochenis then astonishedhoweverturns the head, „do yougive up?”钟落尘这才讶然地转过头来,“你舍得?”Cheng Yiransaid indifferently: „Youdid not say,Hong Guan can also use? Howeverdid not determineheuses, rangebig. Ialsowantto knowthis point......, sincemytemporaryhandinjured, thatmadeto experimentwell. So long asdid not disclose that knows the matter of guitartoHong Guan......, moreover is always Iin the ball, otherswere affected, thereforeI want to take a look, if othersshoot the time, Ihow...... youwill havewhatissue?”程亦然淡然道:“你不是说,洪冠也能用吗?但是并不确定他用的时候,范围有多大。我也想要知道这一点……既然我暂时手伤动不了,那就来做个试验好了。只要不透露给洪冠知道吉他的事情……而且一直以来都是我在弹,别人受了影响,所以我想看看,如果是别人弹的时候,我会怎样……你有什么问题吗?”„No.”Zhong Luochenshakes the head, „does not have. Thisideais also good, weunearth the secret of guitar, the totalratioarrives in front ofthatbossto profitto be bettertohim.”
“没。”钟落尘摇了摇头,“没有。这个想法也不错,我们自己去挖掘吉他的秘密,总比到那位老板面前给他占便宜要好点。”Cheng Yiranshrugs, in the Zhong Luochenfrontgoes upstairson...... heto needbeforethismanto maintainwith easeas usualrelaxedtranquil, canhidein the pastopposite partythatkeensense of touch.程亦然耸了耸肩,就在钟落尘的面前轻松如常地上了楼上……他需要在这个男人面前保持着轻松平静,才能够躲过去对方那种敏锐的触觉。Whatmyin the heartsongis...... Hong Guan, can youtellme?
我心中的曲子是什么……洪冠,你能够告诉我吗?ButI...... alsoonly thenthismatter, candoforyou.
而我……也只有这件事情,是能够为你做的了。Iknow,youhave never given up, has not left.
我知道,你从未放弃过,未曾离开过。¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥
¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ps1: Thank‚b.r- love’ the friendyesterday'sleaderandrudder of enjoyedprincipal.
ps1:感谢‘b.r--love’朋友昨天的掌门和舵主打赏。ps2: The feelingdoes not haveps2to look not comfortably......, therefore, nextchapter, before Twelve,( fareye)
ps2:感觉没有ps2看着不舒服……所以,下一章,十二点前咯(远目)
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