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Chapter 21 Ch21 Hometown

"When I was young, I liked eating celery very much. But I don't know when it started, and suddenly I didn't like to eat it without warning. To this day, I still feel like vomiting when I smell it."

I don’t remember how the topic got brought up here, but when I came from the other side of the river, left the Buda hills, and walked on the flat streets full of flowers in Pest, Shen Teng was still introducing to Qin Zheng the World War II scenes on the wall. After the gun hole left, he suddenly mentioned "celery" who was innocent of his transformation.

"It's normal." Qin Zheng naturally looked away from the shocking scars on the building and looked at the people around him. "Whether it's taste, aesthetics or hobbies, people are always changing."

This kind of fickleness allows you to explore more worlds, and it may also give you just a glimpse of the world. It is a matter of opinion whether "fickleness" or "long love" is more rare.

Makes sense.

Shen Tomao thought for a while, then asked casually: "What about you? Is there anything or someone you used to like but don't like now?"

I always feel that he seems to be talking about something, but when our luthier asked questions, his eyes were pure, as if he really just chatted here casually and asked out of curiosity.

"Peter Pan." Qin Zheng replied calmly.

Shen Teng: "...is that the Peter Pan I also know?"

A fleeting smile flashed across Qin Zheng's eyes, and he said "Mmm", "It's him."

The second young master is really cunning, Shen Teng asked about people, but he answered the little boy in fairy tales who didn't grow up.

"Why?" Shen Teng also laughed, "Sometimes you look like him, don't you think?"

Just like what Shen Teng teased at Kastrup Airport, Qin Zheng and Peter, they are both wayward little boys.

"I did feel that way when I was a child." Qin Zheng replied.

Peter in the fairy tale never knows what "love" is. He is proud and self-willed. Under his lovely pearly teeth is an innocent and cruel smile. He always hurts and forgets those who really love him.

But he is very poor.

Before the boy completely turned into a fairy, he ran away from home for a long time because of his love for playfulness, but he also went back home again because he missed his mother, but what was waiting for him was to find that the woman was holding a newborn baby in her arms outside the window. Little baby - this "replaced by oblivion" plot created some indelible damage in the young heart of the second young master.

"You were so playful when you were a child?" Shen Teng asked.

"Probably," Qin Zheng narrowed his eyes, "I may be worse. I have been rebellious for a long time, and I have done a lot of bad things in order to fight against my parents."

And he might be worse than that brat in some ways - at least someone actually loved Peter.

"Bad things...like?"

Qin Zheng paused, and replied cautiously: "I won't tell you for now, I don't want you to hate me. At least not today."

The two got on the tram, and Shen Teng grabbed the iron armrest to find the seat, and stretched out his hand to Qin Zheng: "Is it so serious? Did you bully your classmates?"

There were not many people in the carriage, and a kind local old lady sat opposite them. The old lady probably thought that the two good-looking young men were talking about some healthy topic, and smiled kindly, but she probably didn't know, Qin After nodding politely, what Zheng said was: "Yes, I am a problem child."

Although he is much stronger than his elder brother who was completely twisted under the dual extremes of doting and strictness of his parents, but what has been done is done. Qin Zheng was once very bad in the past, this is a fact.

"Although I bullied him because I knew that I would not cause any real harm or influence to that person, but looking back now, I still feel very ashamed." He confessed.

Some surprises.

He obviously didn't intend to tell Shen Ting about these past events at least today, but he seemed to have said something in a few words.

Budapest's public transportation is well developed, and the trams built on the ground are more popular than those subway stations converted from wartime air-raid shelters.Dangling outside the car window is a scene of fragmentation and harmony since the era of the Iron Curtain, when the buds of capitalism sprouted under the shadow of Bolshevism.Looking at Budapest like this, Qin Zheng felt a little "nervousness" in his calm heart.

He never thought that he would mention the past to anyone, especially Shen Tom.

It’s hard to describe this feeling. To give an inappropriate example, he might be like a clown who took off all his make-up and stepped onto the stage again. Facing the only guest in the auditorium from beginning to end, he hesitated and felt uneasy. , I don’t know whether what greets me next is disgust, understanding, or more complicated silence.

"Is that boy, is it a boy? Well, have you known each other for a long time?"

But unexpectedly, Shen Teng's tone was still so natural.

But this is also understandable, after all, he was not the one who was bullied by Qin Zheng, and Shen Teng would probably not be so willing to empathize with the past of his bedmate who has now become a companion.

Qin Zheng replied lightly: "Well, our father was the best partner until I was about to go abroad. I have known him since we were very young, but we haven't met since we went abroad."

Shen Teng didn't speak any more.

The sound of the tram bell and the Hungarian words of the driver and passengers are intertwined and woven into the background music of this "Budapest Travel Notes in Eastern Europe". He stared at Shang Shen Tom with a smile in surprise.

Did he just watch Qin Zheng all the way?

"He must think you are naive." Shen Teng said.

He didn't say who "he" was, but Qin Zheng realized right away that Shen Teng was referring to the boy who always looked at everything with silent eyes like black grapes.

And obviously the person in front of him had no resemblance to the guy he rarely recalled in the past, but Qin Zheng still lowered his eyelids, feeling that he was not very capable of meeting such a Shen Tom at this moment.

"Probably." He answered vaguely.

Shen Tom: "What's his name?"

Qin Zheng: "Xu Peck, the peck of a woodpecker."

Shen Teng: "Hmm, I'm not Xu Peck."

"..." Qin Zheng looked up at him again.

Shen Tong's smile was still charming, but compared to the simple charming, Qin Zheng suddenly felt that there was something softer in Shen Tom's eyes.

"I cannot forgive you for anyone else, Your Majesty."

Shen Teng read the monologue that only appeared in Shakespeare's plays in the most gentle and natural tone.

"But no matter what judgment God will make on you in the end, I will always be your slave and serve you to the end. Is this enough?"

When the water source is exhausted in the forest, there is a mountain with a small mouth, as if there is light.Then she left the boat and entered from the mouth.At the beginning, you are extremely narrow, and you are able to understand people.

After walking for dozens of steps, he suddenly became enlightened.

Qin Zheng nodded.

"Enough." He curled his lips.

When the tram arrived, after saying goodbye to the old lady in Budapest, Shen Teng jumped out of the carriage briskly, smiled and looked back at Qin Zheng in the clear spring light.

"What were you in a daze just now?"

"I'm reciting "Peach Blossom Spring"."

"I seem to have heard it, what is it talking about?"

It is about Chinese utopia.A Wuling fisherman found a paradise far away from reality, but after going and returning, he couldn't find any trace.

Like Peter Pan, it's a story with regrets.

"Is it so hard to tell?"

After waiting for a long time without waiting for a reply, the impatient Shen Teng stretched his waist and changed the question again: "Why did you suddenly think of "Peach Blossom Spring" just now?"

This one is actually easier to answer.

Qin Zheng pushed open the wrought iron handrail of the quaint gate at the corner for him. Amidst the wind chimes to meet the guests, the young man replied in a low voice, "Because I, like the Wuling fisherman, found my hometown at that moment."