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Chapter□□Luxembourg is so cold!

The plain curtains of the window on the second floor were blown up by the wind, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then a figure appeared clearly, that slender and straight body rhythmically following the violin in his hand.

What is different from the past is that today's violin has a bit more hip-hop melody, which is different from the usual classical beauty.

There is an accompaniment on the stereo, which is the song "HipHopViolinMedley". It is not classical music, but a popular violin piece composed of strings. The melody is hip-hop and cheerful, and the rhythm is clear.

Zhao's mother pushed away her son's practice room and listened to today's music. Why does it feel like the music is a bit modern?

Put the fruit plate in his hand on the table, then sit on the sofa and watch his son practice the piano.

The handsome young man's side face was gentle and charming, and the long eyelashes could be seen trembling slightly with his eyes closed.The thin lips were slightly pursed, as if immersed in the world of music.

Wearing clean and elegant clothes and playing the piano, even if he is not on the stage, it is still pleasing to the eye.

Zhao's mother lamented her son's growth. In the blink of an eye, this little music prodigy became a great music talent. Time flies really fast.At the same time, I was a little worried when I saw my son's appearance. It seemed that he was a bit more beautiful. Whether he could find a girlfriend in college was a very serious issue.

After the song was over, Zhao Hele opened his eyes and saw his mother sitting on the sofa eating fruit and looking at him.

He has good ears, and when he heard footsteps, he knew it was his mother.

Seeing that people seem to have finished practicing, Mama Zhao beckoned them to come over: "Chicken, come quickly, eat some fruit, and rest."

Zhao Hele put the piano back into the piano case, went to sit next to the person, began to eat strawberries, and was tired after practicing for several hours.

Zhao's mother looked at her son's beautiful side face and asked in a low voice, "Chicken, is there anyone chasing you at school?"

"Cough, cough, cough—" A mouthful of strawberries choked his throat and blocked it.

"Oh, what's the matter!" Mama Zhao immediately patted the man on the back and said anxiously: "Why are you eating in such a hurry, eat slowly!"

The fair face was stained with a blush from coughing.

Zhao Hele managed to swallow the strawberries, but then heard Zhao Ma say:

"Someone must be chasing after us, our chick is so beautiful, no one will dislike it, right?"

"..." The hand beating his chest paused, how should he answer?

Seeing people's expressions, Zhao's mother wanted to play, so she smiled mysteriously: "Is there someone chasing you? If you like it, you can try it. There must be many girls in your music school. Mom likes obedient and beautiful girls."

He thought silently: Someone is someone, do men want it?It looks obedient, but in fact...it's hard to say.

The next second smiled and looked at Zhao Ma: "No, everyone is studying hard and there is no time."

Mother Zhao frowned in confusion: "Really? Look at Lin Wenxuan from the old Lin's family next door. How many girlfriends has he had? Now that they are all in college, you can try to fall in love."

Zhao Hele looked helplessly at his mother's sad face: "It's not that I can't find it, so don't act like no one wants me."

There is still a big trouble now, let's talk about it after we get it done.

Zhao's mother touched her son's face and looked at it carefully. This handsome appearance was inherited from her son's father. It was a perfect combination. Can't you find a girlfriend like this?Is there anyone more beautiful than her son?

"Chicken, do you have a picture of your roommate? Didn't you say that you are in a mixed dormitory? Do you have a picture of the four of you? Let me see who looks better?"

"Didn't you meet Lin Wenxuan and Cheng Lin? That's it."

"And what about another one?"

Zhao Hele: ​​"..."

Sure enough.

Being tortured by Zhao's mother, he had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and look through the photo album. It seemed that there were photos taken on the day of the breakup meal, and he saved all the photos taken by Cheng Lin.

The fingertips swipe quickly, and finally stop at a photo.

The person in the photo is resting against the sofa with his eyes closed, his usual high-cold and indifferent posture seems to be a little restrained because of the rest, and the delicate eyebrows are a little softer.

This is a ktv, and under the dim light, the plaid shirt on his body makes him extraordinarily gentle.

Zhuo Yi...

There was a strangeness in his eyes.

Zhao's mother gasped when she saw it: "Ah, this is Zhuo Yi, isn't he, who came to our house last time, why does he feel so handsome again!"

She is very impressed with this boy, he is good-looking and has a good temperament, stable.

Immediately sighed, alas, why don't I have a little padded jacket.But now that the same-sex marriage law has also passed, it is not impossible to have an extra son...

"He's so handsome, isn't he always like this..." His eyes fell on the photo, and he was a little dazed.

Looking at it this way, it seems to be more beautiful and gentle. Why haven't I seen this photo before?The fingertips continued to slide, and he was dumbfounded as a result.

Why are all Zhuo Yi? !

Swipe quickly and find that there are many, many photos of Zhuo Yi, with a blank face, when was this taken?Did he shoot it?

His brain was running fast, did he take the photo after drinking too much that day?

There is Zhuo Yi’s calm look when he is playing dice, and his slender fingers are very eye-catching; there is also the look of toasting and drinking, looking at the camera with blurred eyes, and there seems to be a smile in his eyes, as if he knew he was taking a picture... …

? !

What the hell did he do when he got drunk that day?

Really no impression at all.

Zhao Ma looked at the person flipping through the photos one by one, and was a little puzzled: "Why are they all Zhuo Yi's, do you have a photo of the four of you together?"

I just found a photo of four people together, which obviously should be taken by the waiter for them.

Lin Wenxuan and Cheng Lin looked like they had drunk too much. They leaned on the sofa with their legs crossed and their shoulders crossed, and they smiled brightly, while he...

Kneeling on the sofa and hugging Ren Zhuoyi's head with both hands, he made a V sign to the camera with an intoxicated expression, like a fool.Zhuo Yi, who was hugged, seemed to be smiling, but it was not obvious.

He began to suspect that this phone was not his anymore...why he didn't know so many photos.

Zhao's mother didn't know what he was thinking, she just sighed: "The boys in your dormitory are all good-looking. Lin Wenxuan didn't feel much when he was a child, but he is also a handsome guy. Cheng Lin is also handsome. You are as sunny and handsome as them It’s not the same type, beautiful boy. As for Zhuo Yi, this kind of boy is a god-level existence, with a steady and introverted temperament, and a good-looking appearance. It’s good to find a man who can find this. Ouch, my mother regrets not having one Sister, is it still too late?"

"..." Zhao Hele looked at his mother Zhao speechlessly: "After giving birth to his younger sister, Zhuo Yi is already in his 40s. If he wants to marry him, he won't give it to me. He is already so old."

Zhao's mother patted the back of his hand amusedly: "Mom is just joking, Zhuo Yi is indeed very good, it seems that your dormitory must be very popular with girls, right?"

"It's okay, Zhuo Yi has more, after all, he is a male god, and there are many people who like him."

After speaking, I couldn't help complaining in my heart: Many people like it.

Suddenly the phone rang, and he looked down at the caller ID. It was his teacher's call, so he went to the window to answer the call.

Mama Zhao still had something to do to pack up the fruit plate and went out.

"Ailwyn, long time no see."

A mellow male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhao Hele smiled: "Teacher, long time no see, why do you suddenly have time to call me? Aren't you on personal tour recently?"

"Yes, but I thought you should be on vacation, and I want to invite you and me to the next stop for a duet violin recital. Are you free?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhao Hele's eyes, and he couldn't help tightening his hand holding the phone: "A duet concert...?"

This dream of giving a solo concert seems to be getting closer.

A few fallen flowers fell by the window, gently spun and landed on the window sill, and soon spun and fell down again.

"Ailwyn, believe in yourself, you can do it. You are the most satisfying student I have ever taught. Your ability is far beyond what you have now. You need more opportunities. My next stop is Luxembourg. If you want, I'll buy you a plane ticket now, prepare your luggage and passport, and leave tomorrow."

Luxembourg? !

Ru Mo's pupils seemed to be dyed a deeper color, and there seemed to be a touch of color in his eyes that wanted to break through the silence on the surface.

His eyebrows drooped, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth after a few seconds:

"it is good."

I don't know why, but there is a force in my heart that drives me to agree. On the one hand, it is the concert, on the other hand,

Zhuo Yi.

……

He didn't bring a lot of luggage, so he put on a woolen coat and a scarf and went out. As a result, he regretted it when he got off the plane.

Luxembourg... so cold o(╥﹏╥)o.

The line of sight fell outside the glass door. It was a gloomy sky with snow and light rain mixed in. It was better standing inside the airport, but it was probably too cold to go out.

After connecting to the airport network, I turned on my phone and decided to send a message to Moments.

I took a photo and edited a paragraph of text:

——It’s so cold here, I didn’t bring enough clothes, but luckily I have a scarf, whoever said that Luxembourg is not cold... is lying.

Position by the way.

Put the mobile phone back into the pocket after sending, so as not to turn off the mobile phone automatically when it is too cold.

Wrapping the scarf and pulling the suitcase, I walked out of the airport. The moment I went out, I cursed in my heart:

Zhuo Yi is really lying, whoever said that Luxembourg is not cold in winter, it is so cold!

The author has something to say:

Zhao Hele: ​​I didn't come to look for you!