I wait for you to see through the scenery

Before I knew it, I stayed for a long time. I stayed silently for a whole afternoon on weekends, and I was reluctant to say goodbye.

Zhou Yao hooked his hands together, and the two of them got into their parents' room for a walk, looking around for something good because they were cheap.

Qu Jia stood motionless at the door, watching.A double bed covered with lotus-colored silk bedspreads was very strange to his family.

Is it awkward to squeeze a double bed?The two of them were covered with a big quilt, and they talked about it in the middle of the night, shouldn't they grab the quilt?How comfortable it is for one person to sleep alone. He can cover himself with the quilt if he wants to, kick off the quilt if he wants to, and sleep naked if he wants to.

"Hey, don't read it." Qu Jia said, "Let your mother see it."

"It's nothing——" Zhou Yao didn't care, he always ran around at home, and he got used to it because he was favored.

"Hey, come here." Zhou Yao hooked his hand again and found something interesting.

Reluctantly, Qu Jia walked around the big bed and walked to the place by the window.That is Ms. Yu's dressing table and makeup box.

"Hey, wipe it, let's see what's there..." The two of them started digging like a treasure.

"Isn't it the mascara you used since you were a child?" Qu Jia Yile clearly remembered Zhou Yao's silly appearance in the choir when he was a boy.

"I've never used it before." Zhou Yao opened a tube of mascara to take a look.

"I'll wipe it on for you." Qu Jia said.

"No!" Zhou Yao laughed, "I'll wipe it for you!"

"My eyelashes are long enough," Qu Jia said, "Your eyelashes are short everywhere."

A tube of mascara is about to dry out the two of them.It seems to be from L'Oreal, and the supermarket counters are quite expensive.

There is also a row of lipsticks in clock colors in the makeup box.The two of them stopped talking in silence. The sunshine in the afternoon was magical, making them agree with each other, happy and speechless.Zhou Yao subconsciously picked a low-key color, not bright red and purple, but tea rose color with light golden pearl.

Qu Jia couldn't help saying that he took the lipstick and pulled Zhou Yao's chin, and I will apply it for you.

Zhou Yao smiled, sat down obediently, and did not refuse.

Between the two of them, it was like the only nasty mouth, which was an absolute secret between the two of them, and outsiders must not let outsiders see this hobby, which was shameful.If they met at the age of 16, they would not have developed such a crazy "hobby".

Qu Jia straddled in front of Zhou Yao, spread his legs apart, bent over, and carefully outlined Zhou Yao's lips, filling them with light golden rose color.

"Does it look good on me?...Can I see people?" Zhou Yao grinned, immediately exposing half of his front teeth that were stained with lipstick.

"You can only see me." Qu Jia snorted and helped the other party wipe his teeth.

Zhou Yao sat still, looked up and waited, come on.

Qu Jia bent down again, tilted his head slightly, pinched Zhou Yao's chin, rubbed it on Yaoyao's mouth, and spread it evenly...

Next to the dining table in the living room is Zhou Yao's mother's piano.

Later that day, they played that piano.Zhou Yao kept prodding, wanting to hear it all the time: "You play one for me."

"If you don't practice all the time, you'll forget it, and you won't know how to play it anymore." Qu Jia said with downcast eyes.

It’s true that I haven’t practiced the piano for a long time, let alone the piano, Qu Jia’s guitar and drum kit are almost useless now!I hang out with Zhou Yao all day long, shopping, eating, playing football, wherever Zhou Yao is, there is him.He hasn't practiced the piano for a long time. In the past few years, he was alone in the small black room of Sister Fang's video hall, sitting alone on the wire bed and practicing hard. His playing and singing skills have improved by a thousand miles. Those days are gone forever. back.What he is hugging now is Yaoyao, does he still have the mind to hug the guitar?

Qu Jia sat on the piano bench and played.

Zhou Yao then sat down on Qu Jia's lap with his legs and butt heavy.

"You...you are too fucking heavy...you go down." Qu Jia frowned and annoyed him.

"Is it that heavy?" Zhou Yao glared, "You can't hold me?"

"Shen." Qu Jia said, "My legs are numb and I can't step on the pedal. Get down!"

Zhou Yao reluctantly moved away, and immediately wanted to switch the upper and lower positions. He asked to sit on the piano stool, but insisted on letting Qu Jia sit on his lap, and then hugged his waist firmly.The pose fit right away.

This song was played upside down, with several wrong notes in a row, Qu Jiawo was about to collapse in front of the keys, Zhou Yao has such a thick leg!

Zhou Yao stretched out two hands from under Qu Jia's creaking nest, and wanted to play, playing with four hands.

Both hands can't play well, and four hands are played, all messed up.Qu Jia said in disgust, "Take your claws away." Zhou Yao swayed his legs underneath, and suddenly pulled his hand into Qu Jia's shirt from underneath, and he didn't know which laughing muscle he caught. Qu Jia was so bored. He snorted "Hmmm," then smiled.

The dining room, living room, and entrance hall are actually one hall, and there is not much room in this house.

The door lock turned neatly, just like every evening, someone skillfully opened the door with a key.

The two people sitting close to each other bounced together, silly.

Unable to speak, he glanced at the other party quickly, and then frantically wiped his mouth at the same time—there was color on his lips.

The piano bench fell over with a "wow" and hit the ground.

……

Isn't it Zhou Yao's mother who came back?

Yu Jingzhi opened the door, looked up calmly, and saw two big boys standing in the corner of the living room, next to the piano, lowering their heads and wiping their mouths and faces.The lid of the piano is open, and the piano bench is lying on the ground.

"Oh, classmate is here?" Yu Jingzhi said.

Zhou Yao remained silent, feeling guilty and flustered for a while.

Qu Jia didn't even call out "Auntie", because the back of his hand was smeared with a layer of light red, and it was pearly.Zhou Yao's lips must be blood red, right? ... She was going crazy, she turned her head and wanted to leave, but Zhou Yao's mother was holding the door.

Yu Jingzhi didn't even come in, so she changed the pair of leather shoes on the porch. It seemed like it had been a long time, and she even picked up the leather shoes and moved the upper back and forth: "Qu Jia came to our house to play."

Throw the lady's backpack on the small porch table, take out the keys, and tidy up the cosmetic pouch.

There is also a large open schoolbag on the shoulders, which is used to store teaching plans and papers every day, and it is time-consuming to organize.

Then go to the refrigerator to find something.

The living room was very quiet, there was no voice, they were all hoarse, only the faint rustling of plastic bags and something, which gave the two boys enough time to arrange their hair and clothes, and calm down the chaos.

Later, Zhou Yao recalled that his mother was a character, so calm and peaceful that she was so ecstatic, as if she didn't see anything.I didn't see the piano stool with the paint leather smashed, and I didn't see the two of them flushed in embarrassment...

Being a mother, pampering her son, why do you let your precious son lose face in front of his classmates?Impossible.

Yu Jingzhi glanced sideways, her heart was actually not peaceful at all, but she just didn't say anything, she had seen the world.

"Have you eaten any fruit yet?" Yu Jingzhi smiled and greeted, "There are snacks, Yaoyao give them to Qu Jia to eat."

And those who are quite understanding don't go there, just sit on the chair in the dining room and dawdle slowly.

"You know how to play the piano, right? Did you play the piano just now?" Yu Jingzhi said again, "You can play the piano much better than us?"

"Well, that's for sure." Zhou Yao finally recovered his normal expression in front of his family, took a breath, and began to search for snacks in his pockets, "He plays much better than me!"

"You never give me a good practice." Yu Jingzhi said, "Your fingers can't be broken apart, and you can't even stretch them straight for me."

"I can play the piano with my feet! Can he do it?" Zhou Yao said.

"You, forget it, you ruined my qin." His mother teased him.

"Hey, I don't like to practice." Zhou Yao said, "If you just move a few fingers, it doesn't belong to our men's sports."

Qu Jia glanced at him.

Zhou Yao immediately had a laugh: "Didn't I mention you, you are the most manly!"

Qu Jia also returned to a normal expressionless face, but in front of Zhou Yao's mother, she couldn't run away with her head in her arms, she could only hold on, not knowing what to say.

Yu Jingzhi got up and said, "Come on, why don't you play a song for me? I want to hear your play."

Qu Jia rubbed his hands on the seam of his trousers and said, "I don't play anymore, I play very badly."

Yu Jingzhi said: "It's okay, you can play whatever you want."

Qu Jia sullenly, paused, and sat down in front of the piano...

Yu Jingzhi sat on a chair in the dining room and listened, keeping a smiling attitude from beginning to end.

Based on the level and standards of teachers in her professional school, these two children played badly enough, and they would have to be brushed out in her school's classroom!

Qu Jia is indeed still stronger than her Yaoyao.This kid's ten fingers are slender and flexible, and the span of the keys is large, and he has a good sense of rhythm and music, so he is talented.

But it seems that if you don't practice well at ordinary times, you will waste your talent.

Qu Jia himself also played more and more collapsed. He started to mispronounce from the second half, and his face was still calm all the way down. This was the worst time he played.Zhou Yao's mother's eyes were fixed on his face, which made his face very hot, and every joint in his body was tense, so let's be embarrassed...I shouldn't have come today.

"Not bad, it feels good." After listening, Zhou Yao's mother smiled, "You can get better if you practice more."

Qu Jia lowered his eyes, sat on the sofa and didn't talk much.The people around him who were "squeaking and squeaking" heard Zhou Yao gnawing on fruits and spitting out a bunch of cores, his front teeth were so damn good.Fortunately, Zhou Yao is good at making all kinds of sounds, so he doesn't stay idle, so as not to make the living room too cold.

"Qu Jia," after chatting casually, Yu Jingzhi suddenly began to ask about his future plans, "Have you thought about applying for a professional college like ours in the future? Do you want to study music in the future?"

Qu Jia raised his eyes.

"After college, major in music, and develop in the direction of performance, instrumental music, or creation. Our school has all these majors." Yu Jingzhi looked at him, "Actually, you can do it. There are many paths you can try."

"I haven't thought about it yet," Qu Jia said.

"Think about it, it's not far away? There are still two years left, it's time to choose." Yu Jingzhi continued.

"My level." Qu Jia said.

"The sooner you decide, the sooner you prepare." Yu Jingzhi said.

Zhou Yao bit the plum and raised his eyes to stare at these two people.

Qu Jia also lowered his head and pinched his fingers. Why did he suddenly talk about the college entrance examination, about majors, about the future, about the future...

Half a child, who usually wants to think about these things?I don't want to think about all the troublesome things, my life is so careless, and between Yaoyao and Yaoyao, every day is very happy, one day counts as one day.

"If you really want to decide to develop in this field, if you want to study a certain major, you can prepare one step ahead, and I can help you here!" Yu Jingzhi took advantage of the situation and hit the iron while it was hot, casually calling the names of several professors and lecturers in their departments, "Resources There are all here, and you have a one-step advantage over others. You can attend lectures, teach you, and specially tutor you... Chinese and Western music appreciation, composition theory, vocal skills, piano, etc., you can now take courses. Go to the academy to sit in, and I can help you take a look."

Qu Jia pursed her thin lips even thinner, and said nothing.

Zhou Yao's mother spoke calmly, reserved and kind, and very reasonable, and she was very considerate of him.

But as far as he is concerned, every sentence and every thing is an invisible pressure on his shoulders.Things that he had never seriously considered, things that seemed to be far away, suddenly loomed in front of his eyes, making it too late for him to fight.

What major do you want to study in university?What to learn?

What can a student like him learn?He didn't have any special expectations for himself, especially he didn't think that his future academic future could overlap with Zhou Yao's.

Now Zhou Yao's mother is talking to him about this.

He didn't want any interaction.

Qu Jia said slowly, "I never thought about learning music in the future."

"I usually sing casually and play the piano for fun, but I don't want to play professionally." He added.

"Then what have you considered studying in the future?" Yu Jingzhi asked.

"I didn't think about it," Qu Jia said honestly, "Just pick one that I can pass the exam and earn some money to support my family and my mother."

"Ah—you don't want to talk about it?!" Zhou Yao couldn't take it anymore, and he sat on the sofa for a while, "Why do you think so far in the future?"

Quickly stuffed Qu Jia with a piece of fruit, and shut his mouth.

At that time, maybe they were all poked a little deep in their hearts, but in fact, they all wanted to escape, and they didn't want to think about it.

A little disappointment flashed in Zhou Yao's mother's eyes at the time, but she wouldn't show it.

This time, it was Teacher Yu who offered to help. It wasn't some parent who asked her to do something. She usually didn't bother to make such troubles for herself.Who is she thinking about?

The boy in front of him is Yaoyao's friend, Yaoyao's best and most steadfast friend these years, he cannot and should not be too far away from Yaoyao.

In the few times we met each other, this kid was a pair of frayed and whitewashed black jeans, a big T-shirt, and plastic slippers. Every strand of hair and the expression between his eyebrows and eyes showed a maverick and rebellious look.From Yu Jingzhi's point of view, this kid Qu Jia has a lot of personality, and he does have a bit of a literary temperament, and she sees this kind of boy a lot in school.She won't feel that Qu Jia's seedlings are growing crookedly. The key is where can you insert yourself in the future, and which field do you want to grow in?

The family situation is too bad, the family behind it can't help, and there is a complete lack of literary and artistic background, which seriously hinders the child's future.How will this kid develop in the future, and how will he go on the road?It's totally out of the question.

In fact, he looks pretty good and has a good appearance. Whether he is playing instrumental music or vocal music, this appearance must be eye-catching on stage.

Yu Jing sized Qu Jia up and down, and was already in the mentality of admissions for art exams. She habitually looked at her face carefully and moved closer slightly: "What's wrong with your eyes?... There is a small injury in the corner of your right eye?"

She happened to see it and asked casually.

"Yeah," Zhou Yao quarreled, "Did you accidentally hit it when you were young?"

"It wasn't knocked." Qu Jia also said casually, looking up at Zhou Yao's mother, "I dug it with scissors. There was a mole there, so I dug it out."

"..."

Zhou Yao bit down on the fruit core with his front teeth, but the teeth didn't collapse, and his heart ached.I was very surprised at that time, and suddenly raised my head and stared at the person.

Zhou Yao's mother didn't speak, she was also surprised.

Qu Jia bit off a large piece of plum flesh, and the bright purple-red juice burst out from the corner of his mouth, and he ate it.He wiped his mouth vigorously, with no expression on his face, and the uncomfortable old memories suddenly hit him.

He didn't know why he said such words in an instant.

He never told Zhou Yao about it.

It seems that the breath that was suffocated in the chest suddenly exploded again, and it was intentional, and he insisted on saying it in front of Zhou Yao's mother.This is how I am, you asked me, why should I lie?

Zhou Yao's eyes were suddenly tense, and he was at a loss. At that time, he felt that he was so fucking stupid. There was a mole in his memory. He remembered it right!

He had seen the photos of Chen Mingjian and the real person, and when he talked about the mole, he immediately realized why Qu Jia picked out the mole at the corner of his eye.He wiped all the fruit soup in his hand on his trouser legs, glanced at Qu Jia in discomfort, and quietly tugged on Qu Jia's trousers.

I want to comfort, but I also want to say, can we stop talking about that in front of my mother... Shall we stop talking, is it okay?

That evening, Qu Jia walked in a hurry, running all the way downstairs quickly.

Zhou Yao hurried back to the house, wrapped the crystal jar Qianzhihe in an opaque cloth bag, and ran downstairs holding the jar under the eyes of his mother.

"Jia!" He caught up with him and squeezed his wrist, "Don't do that..."

"What happened?" Qu Jia lowered his head and said.

"It hurts so much, don't do that in the future." Zhou Yao reached out and touched the corner of the other's eyes.I really dug a small hole, and the scissors really work.

"I've dug them all, and I don't have any other moles on my body. I won't dig them anymore," Qu Jia said.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Yao said suddenly, "I wasn't there at that time. If I was there, I wouldn't make you feel so uncomfortable."

Zhou Yao stuffed the paper crane jar, and Qu Jia took it.

What Yaoyao gave him would not be put on the school desk, he would take it home and hide it under his bed.

got windy.Qu Jia walked on the street in the evening without saying a word, thinking silently in his heart: Yaoyao, can you always be here from now on?

It's really hard to be alone, can you be there all the time?

Can you stay by my side all the time?

……

After the two of them left, Zhou Yao's mother sat on the piano bench for half an hour without moving, staring at the door motionlessly, recalling everything that happened just now.

She saw it all.

The two boys have been good since childhood, and their temperaments are compatible. They usually stick together in school. They are inseparable in singing, playing football, and fighting.

The two children jumped up from a stool, their mouths were smeared with some red color, and they wiped it with their hands desperately, their faces were as red as big persimmons.

Yaoyao hides a big jar of things under the bed, shuts herself in the room every night, secretly folds paper cranes by herself, can a mother not notice?I have seen such moths a long time ago.Today it was finally determined who this jar of paper cranes was for.

The inexplicable suspicion started from this day, brewing in silence.

After all, in the circle of literature and art, some things have been seen a lot, and all kinds of people have seen them, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.

The only thing that surprised and shocked me was that this happened in my own home, on my son.Standing on the porch at that moment, I almost didn't even step on my high heels, I almost sprained my feet, the zipper of my handbag was unzipped, and I didn't pick up my lipstick when it fell on the ground. The scene at that time was also going to make people crazy...

Yu Jingzhi's admiration lies in that she didn't say anything on the spot, didn't explode in front of her son, and wouldn't embarrass her child in public.Puberty, what kind of stinky problem haven't you seen?

She will not ask rashly about things that she has not yet determined, things that are out of the question.

My heart was already turbulent and the waves were thousands of feet high. On the surface, I remained calm and resisted all doubts.When Zhou Yao came back that night, he didn't mention a single word.