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午夜的公园草坪上,陈放和麦克斯两个人一人抱着一瓶高度的酒,耍酒疯似的在那鬼哭狼嚎。
累了就直接躺在草坪上平复自己过激的心情,麦克斯躺在草坪上,看着天上几颗稀疏的星星,没头没尾的说着:“Now I really want to ride the roller coaster, it must be very exciting, I have never done it, but when I was young, I always sat in the car and my mother outing, sometimes with other blue and white carsIt's a race to see who's going fast, and there's lights on the roof, flashing, and music, and it's fucking exciting.(现在真想坐过山车,肯定很刺激,我还没做过呢,不过老娘小时候一直坐在车里和我妈妈郊游,有时候还会和其他的蓝白色相交的车,比赛看谁开的快,那车的车顶上还有灯呢,一闪一闪的,还有音乐,可真他妈的刺激。)”
说完就自顾自的傻笑起来,陈放也跟着笑了起来,突然麦克斯像想到了什么,突然一愣:“what! wrong! turns out my mom and I were running away in a car, and the car we were racing with was a police car! oh my God!(什么!不对!原来我和我妈妈一直在车里逃亡,跟我们飙车的车是警车!我的天啊)!”
陈放醉醺醺的看着麦克斯:“bitch, do you like bieber?(姐妹,你喜欢比伯吗?)”
麦克斯理所当然能收到:“of course, I love bieber, I love his shop, I love the wine, the cigarettes, the bear claws, the occasional pot lady in the shop, let me go and let her wait on me(当然,我喜欢比伯,喜欢他的小店,喜欢店里的酒烟,小熊爪爪面包,偶尔还会有大麻女士来店里,让我去让她服侍哦~)”
陈放打断麦克斯的话语:“No, no, no, stop. I'm talking about bieber, not the other thing, max. You know what I'm talking about.(不,不,不,停,我说的是比伯这个人,不是其他的东西,麦克斯,你知道我在说什么。)”
麦克斯喝掉了瓶子里最后的一口酒,见酒已见底就失落的,走过去将酒瓶扔在了远处的垃圾桶里,又重新躺在陈放身边:“of course I know bieber likes me, and I'm not gonna miss it with this big, glowing bonfire all around me, and I'm not an idiot, okay? bitch.(我当然知道比伯喜欢我,这么大一团发光发热的篝火在我身边,我不会察觉不到的,我又不是白痴好吗?姐妹。)”
陈放有些迷糊的歪着脑袋盯着麦克斯:“then why don't you give him an answer? Afraid you're gonna leave him, or afraid he's gonna leave you?(那你为什么不给他答案?是怕你会抛弃他,还是怕他会抛弃你?)”
麦克斯看着陈放的样子,手忍不住去摸了一把陈放毛茸茸,乱糟糟的脑袋:“hey, man, don't look at me like that. do you know how cute you look? I'll be tempted to knock you unconscious, put you in a pink sack and hide you.(嘿,伙计,别这么看我,你知道你这样看上去有多可爱吗?我会忍不住把你打晕,装进粉色的麻袋里藏起来。)”
见陈放不说话,麦克斯投降似的举起了双手:“All right, all right, I give up, it's just the first time I've seen a guy like him, and I don't know how to respond, and besides, I haven't been abandoned by anyone, and nobody's abandoned me, oh, all right,Except my mom left me in a junkyard when I was eight, and, hell, I wouldn't be upset, because I just walked out.(好吧好吧,我投降,我只是头一次见到他那样的人,我不知道该怎么回应,再说了,我也没被任何人抛弃,也没有任何人抛弃我,哦,好吧,除了在我八岁时被我老妈丢在一个垃圾场里,切,我才不会伤心,老娘当时就拍拍屁股直接走人了。)”
“what kind of people does he have?(他那的人是哪样的人?)”
“tut, it is, it fucking is, what can I tell you.(啧,就是,他妈的就是,我该怎么跟你说呢。)”
“You know, he's the only guy you know that's ever been that nice to you, that's never been romantic, that's monogamous, right?(就是,他是你认识的人里所有的人里唯一一个对你那么好,又不花心,专一的男人对吗?)”
麦克斯听到后瞬间泄了气:“All right, all right, bingo, congratulations on your answer and the prize is, um, a kiss from max!(好吧好吧,对的,bingo,恭喜你答对了奖品是,额,麦克斯的香吻一个!)”说完之后凑上去亲陈放的脸颊。
陈放嫌弃的将麦克斯推开:“No, no, no. I refuse.(不,不,不,我拒绝。)”
麦克斯一脸不可思议的看着陈放:“hey, bitch, don't you dare call me a bitch, when I'm not even calling you a bitch, you remember that time you went home after drinking? You're holding on to a telephone pole,It is close and hug oF StILL cALL SomEbodY ELSE SmALL bAbY, wANt SomEbodY ELSE to Go homE oVERNIGht, At thAt tImE So mANY pEopLE ARE ARoUNd to see you, oLd NIANG did not abandon you you also abandon on me!?(嘿,婊子,你还敢嫌弃老娘,老娘都还没嫌弃你,你还记得那次喝完酒之后回家吗?你直接抱着一个电线杆,又是亲又是搂的还叫人家小宝贝,要人家去家里过夜,当时那么多人都围着看你,老娘都没有嫌弃你你还嫌弃上我啦!?)”
麦克斯摆烂似的双手一摊问道:“what about you? don't just ask me, I feel that the surname tian is good, long good-looking, figure is good, and is a standard inverted triangle figure, and sweet, gentle, don't consider?.(那你呢?别光问我,我感觉那个姓田的就不错,长多好看,身材又好,又是个标准的倒三角身材,又贴心,温柔,不考虑考虑吗?)。”
陈放双手手垫在脑袋下面:“I feel that I am quite good on my own now. I am free and can do whatever I want. the whole family is not hungry when one person is satisfied.dog blood things, mainly is also lazy tube, I feel I still more suitable for a person.(我感觉我现在一个人挺好,多自由,想干什么就干什么,一人吃饱全家不饿,我不想结婚也没有精力去管那些像出轨,婆媳关系,狗血的东西,主要是也懒得管,我感觉我还是比较适合一个人。)”
那个时候看了一眼陈放,她心里知道陈放不是没想过,她只是缺乏安全感,不想让感情成为自己的软肋。
她记得有次醉酒,他也问过他这样的问题,陈放的回答是,我不适合这种东西,我喜欢的人不喜欢我,喜欢我的人我又不喜欢人家,我是一个喜欢自由,很懒,又没有责任心的一个人,浪费人家的感情,可是要遭雷劈的,一个人也挺好。
不知过了多久,麦克斯早已在草坪上睡着了,陈放喝着酒,泪水无声的划过脸颊,酒瓶贴在脸上,让过热的脸颊得到一丝喘息,不知道想到了什么,突然笑了起来,也许是笑的过了头,泪水都带了了出来,怎么擦也擦不完。
陈放躺在草坪上安顿极了,也许是累了,手使不上劲,手中的酒瓶就滚出了手里,不知何时陈放也闭上了眼睛,包里的手机在黑暗里发着光,是一条短信。
边也坐在办公椅上打开了书桌上的一盏台灯,将锁着的抽屉打开,里面放着的是件蓝色和白色渐变的牛仔外套,边伯贤从外套的胸口处的口袋里掏出了一张一寸照,照片中的女孩穿了一身中规中矩的小学生校服,脸上的笑容在黑暗里显得突兀。
女孩大概七八岁的样子,长相乖巧,脸上的笑容有些得意,毫不戚陋,很有感染力。
边也用手指慢慢琛磨着照别中女孩的脸颊,脸上露出无奈宠溺的笑容:“臭丫头。”
少年推开别墅的大门,一进来就看到了女孩背着的书包,手里小心翼翼的捏着一张大头寸照在屋里跳来跳去。
女孩听到响声,看到少年后脸上的笑容更甚,马上跑过去:“哥!”
女孩一脸骄傲的样子看着男孩,将手里的一寸照放在少年的手心里,少年看到后很夸大的惊讶的说道:“哇哦,这是你的学籍照片吗?真好看。”说完揉揉揉女孩的脑袋。
女孩很骄傲的说的:“那是当然,今天老师还夸我了呢!”
少年边问边帮女孩拿掉身上的书包:“这么厉害呢,那老师都夸你什么了?”
少年拉着女孩坐在沙发上,替女孩脱掉脚上的鞋,套上了一双蓝色的棉拖,女孩晃着脑袋:“老师夸我很勇敢,我今天帮一个同学打架了!”
边也听到后立马皱起眉头,还没等说话就被女孩抢了去:“是那些人先欺负他的,我这是见义勇为,你应该夸我。”
少年无奈的叹了口气,捏了捏女孩的鼻子:“臭丫头,下次记得要告诉老师,不要像个莽夫一样,知道了吗?这是受伤了,怎么办?……”
女孩听到少年的唠叨,烦躁的“哎呀。”了一声,一把搂住少年的脖颈,用毛茸茸的脑袋埋在少年的脖颈上蹭了蹭:“哥会保护我的。”
少年听到后瞬间没了脾气,少年抱起女孩,女孩顺势像个树懒一样,挂着少年身上,少年用鼻子在女孩的脸上蹭了蹭:“臭丫头,嘴还挺甜,走洗手吃饭去喽。”
边也不是何时趴在桌上睡着了,梦里出现了一座巨大钻研的钟楼,随着上面时针的转动,“咔咔。”作响。