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Chapter 28 Ch28 Under the Streetlight

well you bastard.

Shen Teng rolled his eyes, continued to bite the chicken leg in the bowl, and muttered indistinctly: "When did I act like a baby, Miss Shen, don't be dementia and start to have hallucinatory memories."

Qin Zheng: "Can I help you recall?"

Shen Teng: "It's better not."

Qin Zheng leaned back on the back of the chair, like a player whose switch has been turned off, and said solemnly: "When you were five years old in summer, you refused to distribute the cherries you picked to the neighbor's children. Stubborn, grandma is too lazy to talk to you, and you are in a hurry, pretending to be a puppy and biting her finger with a cherry stalk in its mouth. On the second day of elementary school, you acted bravely, as a child, you beat the eyes of a bullying child black, and under the teacher's training Reproaching the former, Zhenzhen thought that the only thing he was wrong was that he didn’t hit his fist in an invisible place under his clothes. He was punished to stand all afternoon, and finally waited for grandma to pick you up after school.

Shen Teng: "Enough is enough."

Qin Zheng paused, and finished the last two words: "Crying."

Shen Teng: "..."

Qin Zheng smiled for a while and said, "I didn't even know you were still crying."

The physiological tears during the fight on the bed are not counted. Qin Zheng has never seen, nor even imagined what kind of picture "Shen Teng" and "crying" will add up.

The time at the Vienna subway station didn't count either, Shen Teng ran too fast, and Qin Zheng didn't see him.

"I'm not an alien, of course I can cry." Shen Teng disagreed.

Qin Zheng disagreed again: "Aliens may also cry."

Shen Teng: "Do you believe in aliens?"

Qin Zheng: "I have some hope."

Shen Teng: "It's really a second grade."

Qin Zheng: "In other words, I'm really optimistic. My hope is based on certain scientific research."

Shen Tom: "It sounds like you really hope to have it. Then do you think aliens—I mean if there are really—who are the more advanced life forms, they or us?"

Qin Zheng asked back: "What do you use to define advanced?"

Shen Teng was speechless.

Qin Zheng didn't continue to question him, but after thinking about it, he answered Shen Teng's question: "People—I mean those who believe in aliens—seem to almost always think that there are aliens that exist in outer space. Life is either a cell body that has not even developed intelligence, or a creature close to a god that is so advanced that it can easily destroy the civilization of the entire earth for hundreds of millions of years. I have reservations about these two attitudes, and In my opinion, no matter which one, it is actually a kind of unfounded arrogance about where the fate of mankind is headed."

In the future, people have their own ideas on whether human beings will continue to rule the earth and even go into space, or will be completely destroyed by even more unimaginable civilizations.

Shen Teng drank the last sip of egg drop soup and blinked: "Aren't you arrogant?"

Qin Zheng shook his head: "I'm even more arrogant."

The most arrogant guy is the one who easily judges other people's worldviews.Fortunately, he is only arrogant in this aspect. In other aspects, especially in his attitude towards life and death, he has virtues that he will respect no matter what choices others make.

most of the time.

Shen Teng put down the soup bowl, still couldn't help but looked at Qin Zheng and smiled: "What were we talking about at the beginning?"

Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and found helplessly...he didn't seem to remember clearly either.

The key words seem to be "acting like a baby" and "crying", but even if these two words are mentioned again now, it is impossible to pry anything out of Shen Tomao's clam-like mouth.

Qin Zheng glanced at his watch.

There is no window in the kitchen, so you can't see it, but it's probably already dark outside now.

"I'm going back," he said.

Shen Toma subconsciously blurted out: "So..."

It seems that it is not too early.

"Let's go." He simply changed his words.

Qin Zheng raised half of his eyebrows again to express his admiration for the host's fake hospitality. When he got up, he seemed to be possessed by the spirit of his talkative aunt, and told Shen Teng that he would wash the newly bought laundry in the afternoon. Where did the essence and dishcloths be placed, and a few rules of care for refrigerators and other electrical appliances, in exchange for Shen Teng's "good" "good" and "good" one after another.

In Shen Teng's impatient gesture of seeing off the guests, Qin Zheng walked unhurriedly to the entrance door, tied up his shoelaces, took off the coats that had been taken off one by one and hung them on the hooks when he came, and put them on again. Putting it back on his body one by one, after finally taking his woolen cap from Shen Thatma's hand and putting it on, he turned around and looked at Shen that was leaning against the wall with his chest in his arms and watching him, as if it was just a suggestion, Ask humbly and pleadingly, "Do you want to see me off?"

Shen Teng straightened up from the wall, with a smile that had already been understood in his eyes.

Surprisingly, nothing that made people blush and heartbeat (mostly because of anger rather than heartbeat) came out of the mouth of this narrow-minded ghost. Shen Teng just nodded and motioned Qin Zheng to step aside, and he also wanted to change his shoes.

The location of the entrance is narrow, and Qin Zheng, who is 1.8 meters seven, was almost forced to stand in the corner against the wall, but at this moment he looked at Shen Ma, staring at it without blinking, but he seemed to see something more alien than aliens. An even more surprising exaggeration——when Shen Teng took off the thick and shapeless down jacket and wrapped it around himself, he turned around and saw Qin Zheng, a kindergartener who saw the teacher drawing on the blackboard on the first day of school Look, I couldn't help but wanted to laugh again.

Shen Teng said honestly: "I want to see you off, but I don't know the way."

Qin Zheng's voice slowed down: "Just send me to the first lit streetlight."

"Are you afraid of the dark?" They both said in unison.

After a moment of silence, they shook their heads again: "Not afraid."

Whether it’s dark night or no one, in the bitter cold of Oslo, which is less smokey than here, Shen Teng has walked more than once wearing headphones in the polar night where the sun can’t be seen. Of course, he is not afraid now and even has street lights. of Reykjavik.

As for Qin Zheng, since he was a child, only others have been afraid of him. It is really rare for him to be afraid of something.

By the way, there is a street lamp near Shen Toma's house, but the landlord said that the lamp has been broken for a while, and there are too many activities during the Easter holiday recently, and the municipal department has not had time to send someone to repair it.And Qin Zheng specifically mentioned just now that it was sent to "under the first lit street lamp". If there is no accident, it means "the next lamp of this lamp".

Tonight's Icelandic night is a cool purple, with different atmospheres of light from the windows on the street.

Icelanders like to be alone. Some people are playing guitars and singing in the house at the moment, but most of them are very quiet. On the window sills they passed by just now, Qin Zheng saw the "candles that all Icelanders love" in Shen Teng's mouth.

Rarely, the air lingering around them was very quiet and harmonious.

I heard people say that when two people can walk side by side in such a natural and silent way, their relationship must be very unusual.

It’s amazing, just over half a month ago, when they walked side by side on the streets of Vienna and Budapest, both of them seemed to have something choked in their throats, once they stopped talking, they immediately felt awkward, confused, and at a loss. They had to say one sentence after another, taking turns to chatter, but at the same time, neither of the two of them could skillfully control what sharp or gentle words would come out of their mouths in the next second.

What changed them now, and calmed and frozen all those fidgety emotions?

Is it the wind from Reykjavik, or the refrigerator that Qin Zheng just repaired by Shen Toma?

Whatever it is, they thought.

Thank you for everything that made this peace possible.

"Is there anything you're afraid of?"

Sneezed twice by the cold air in the street, Shen Teng pulled up the collar of his clothes and asked casually.

"Yes," Qin Zheng replied leisurely, "I'm very afraid of my sixth sense."

Shen Teng blinked his eyes and turned his head: "What?"

The malfunctioning street lamp was right in front of their eyes. When the two of them were about to walk under the street lamp, Qin Zheng took a step forward, turned around, and looked at Shen Teng who was confused by him and stood there. , turned his hands behind his back, and explained slowly: "For example, even though I am so reluctant, I still have a hunch..."

He stepped back to the light.

Before the words finished, it was like magic, or even magic, when a burst of jazz suddenly sounded in the house next to it, and at the same time, the lights that were originally off flickered a few times like a firefly contacting a fault, and then suddenly turned on.

It couldn't be brighter.

"...It's time to say goodbye to you here."

Qin Zheng just stood under the lamp and looked at him. After completing his sentence, he tilted his head helplessly: "Good night, Shen Teng, Shen Jiaying."

"Good night, Qin Zheng." Shen Teng smiled and winked at him amidst the music.

Is that all there yet?

Qin Zheng stood where he was, waved to him, and signaled Shen Teng to go back first, and he watched his back disappear before leaving.

But Shen Teng shook his head and waved to him, signaling Qin Zheng to move on.

Let's go.

Take two more steps.

One step, two steps, three more steps, we will arrive soon.

Shen Yuru told him that when you can't get out of the maze, just take two more steps.

The last two steps.

step.

two steps.

At the moment when the footsteps finally arrived, another light suddenly lit up in the bush beside Qin Zheng without warning.

He opened his eyes wide and realized that he saw an egg--to be precise, a night light in the shape of a colorfully painted ostrich egg hidden in the bushes.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Teng whose face was already blurred in the distance.

the phone is ringing.

Qin Zheng picked it up and heard a smile coming from the wind over there: "The last forgotten easter egg is for you, good night, our princess."