together for a moment

Nick looked at himself in the mirror wearing a formal tuxedo, feeling very complicated, how to describe it?It's like Cinderella has been enchanted and turned into a princess. It is very enjoyable and melancholy to have a sweet dream at night.

It may be because both the university and the master's degree are studied abroad. The school often has the opportunity to rehearse and perform with the well-known municipal symphony orchestra. After graduation, joining a professional orchestra is a way out for learning and usefulness. It is stable and professional. Nick once seriously considered becoming a career Orchestra violinist.

It's a pity that the reality is crueler than the dream and there is no room for it. There are very few professional bands in China, and there are too many monks. It has something to do with waiting for vacancies and exams. After entering, it may be stable, but the basic salary is about 8000 yuan. It is not low, but it is not in his situation. Enough.Let’s not talk about the current major professional bands that don’t have vacancies for flute and violin. If there are vacancies and he is admitted, he may not be able to go. Just getting a single salary will not help repay the debt. I’m afraid the rehearsal time is long and there must be a tour. Unable to work part-time, it is really not suitable.

He didn't want to become a professional musician at first, but when he put on this formal outfit and prepared backstage with the seniors of the band, Nick was a little bit regretful. Perhaps people always yearn for things they never had.

Tonight, Albee, one of his seniors when he was studying abroad, asked him to help out temporarily.

This professional orchestra belongs to the foundation of Xinrong Group. It is regarded as the leader among the orchestras sponsored by private companies. In addition to domestic tours, it is often invited to participate in foreign music festivals every year, and even cooperates with well-known vocalists. The senior sister graduated at that time When I came back to China, I happened to be recruiting for the exam, and I got the title on the gold list very smoothly. I was so lucky that I was enviable.

The senior sister was unable to attend this time when she returned to the United States to visit relatives. She was worried about who to find to replace her elementary school student who remembered the piano skills. By the way, I set up a line to let Nick get acquainted with the people in the orchestra. It may be helpful when there is a vacancy in the future.

Today is the celebration concert for the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of Xinrong Group. It cannot be said to be a very grand occasion. I am afraid that there are not many big bosses of the group who really love it and understand it, but the concert hall and hard The equipment is quite in place, and all the guests are well-dressed. The point is that Nick has not participated in this kind of concert for a long time. There is excitement and nervousness.

"Young man, are you here instead of Albee?" An uncle who looked about 40 years old spoke to him.

"Yes, the senior is staying abroad this month, please ask me for help." Nick smiled politely.

"You look so young, just came back from studying abroad?" The uncle sipped hot tea, "I was also very young when I first joined the orchestra, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye."

The white smoke rising from the hot tea is the introduction to bring back memories, and Nick is an excellent listener. The uncle started from the beginning of the band and talked about how to go from a small band with only a dozen members to the current scale. Become an orchestra with local characteristics.The uncle's tone was full of pride and satisfaction, and he spoke happily, blowing away Nick's melancholy just now.

"Okay, get ready to go on stage," the uncle patted his leg, resolutely put down the half of the teacup left, and winked at him, "Don't drink too much tea before going on stage. .”

The performance lasted less than two hours. Considering the nature of the guests, the organizer only played a few familiar pieces of classical music, Dvorak’s New World, Beethoven’s Symphony of Destiny and a Canon, and others interspersed with ballads and movies The songs adapted from the soundtrack are not difficult and I have rehearsed several times before. Nick enjoyed playing the piano on stage very much. He felt as free and full of emotion as a fish returning to the sea. She, when all the performances are over, the stage curtain is closed bit by bit, the light is getting smaller and smaller until it is completely dark, his magic is gone, and he stepped off the stage, still a Cinderella full of debts.

After the performance, there will be an open-air dinner party outdoors. Although it is in the form of a buffet, the ingredients and drinks are not sloppy. The organizer thoughtfully invites the orchestra members to stay for dinner, but who would like to stay at this big boss’ social occasion during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Some members rushed home for a reunion. Nick looked at the time and it was around eight o'clock. It was a distance from the hospital, and it might take an hour to rush there. Mom probably had already gone to bed and it was inconvenient to disturb her, so she simply stayed here to steal some free time to grab some food.

The usual work schedule is full, and the three meals are either bread or instant noodles. It is rare that he can eat a good meal, but he is not in the mood. He takes a glass of red wine and retreats to the edge of the venue, leaning against the railing and drinking alone with the moon.

When the wine enters the heart of sorrow, those memories that are usually forgotten are fermented with the wine, dripping down in my heart.

Nick's father is a man who understands love and loves to play romantic games. When he was a child, he started to plan a trip to enjoy the moon a week before the Mid-Autumn Festival. He doesn't like crowded scenic spots and loves nature. Sometimes the place for watching the moon is on the mountain and sometimes by the sea. It's either cold or windy. Very big, Nick and his mother often accompany him crazy, but afterward, they have endless aftertaste and are very unforgettable.

Later, he went abroad to study. During the festive season, he missed his relatives a lot. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would go to the Asian food store to buy a few months of cakes, make a pot of tea by himself, and take a photo with the moon as the background and send it to his parents. The moon, thousands of miles away.

Now that they have finally returned to China and have not been able to reunite, Nick raises his glass to the sky, wondering if his father will look at him in the sky, he can't help but giggle, and after a while, he hopes that his father has already reincarnated, so that he won't be able to see them in the sky The mother and son are both worried.

Drinking one glass after another, he tugged at his collar and unbuttoned it, panting for breath, but when he was about to take another glass, someone grabbed his wrist and said, "Stop drinking, eat something." Nick narrowed his drunken eyes, It took me a long time to recognize the other party, and I called out unreally: "Brother?"

The man in a neat suit standing next to him is Lian Jueliang, the general manager of Lianheng Textile, and Nick's brother who grew up with him.

Lian Jieliang took the wine glass in Nick's hand and put it on the table, and handed him a pastry, "Drinking without eating is not good for the stomach."

Nick's visual nerves and brain were finally connected online, and it took a few beats before he spoke: "Brother, why are you here? Oh, I was stupid, Lianheng Textile and Xinrong Group must have cooperation, the business is getting bigger and bigger, congratulations Brother." Nick twitched the corner of his mouth, full of sarcasm.

Lian Jueliang didn't care about him, and changed the subject: "Pianpian, are you in the Xinrong Symphony Orchestra now?"

"How can it be? I changed careers a long time ago, and today I just came to help my senior sister take a class." Nick finished the pastry in a few mouthfuls. It tasted good but he was not in the mood. He took out a business card and handed it to Lian Jueliang, "I'm a real estate agent now, brother, if you want to buy a house, then you can find me." He said so, but in his heart he wanted to say that I would not accept if you really came to me. .

"Are you working as a real estate agent now? Is it for money?" Lian Jueliang glanced at the business card and asked him with a frown.

"It's not for the money, is it for the dream?" Nick taunted with alcohol, "Don't you know what my dream is?"

Lian Jueliang frowned into a Sichuan character, grabbed Nick's arm and dragged him to him, and flicked his forehead with his hand: "Speak well, how many times have I called you since you came back for half a year? Lahei, I couldn’t find you at all except the last time I went to the hospital to see my aunt and met you.” He played again: “Is there any difficulty that I can’t tell my brother? Huh?”

Whenever Nick was misbehaving or losing his temper when he was a child, Lian Jueliang would first analyze the situation and explain it to him with righteousness. He flicked his forehead, accidentally flicked it too hard, and rubbed it himself.

Lian Jueliang has known Nick since he was still illiterate. He knows that he is soft but not hard, he values ​​affection and nostalgia, so scolding him now is better than talking about the past.He took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and said in a magnetic voice: "Every Mid-Autumn Festival, I think of admiring the moon in the old water tower that year."

Nick drank so fast that he was [-]-[-]% drunk at once, leaning half on the railing to listen to Lian Jueliang speaking in a familiar tone, flicking his forehead as he did when he was a child, and talking about the secret base in elementary school.Immediately, all kinds of green and young childhood sweethearts flooded into his heart, his eyes were foggy, and he murmured in a low voice: "The old water tower... I miss it so much."

"I remember the big water tower more than ten meters high. When playing ghost and man, as long as you are a ghost, I will circle around the water tower so that you can't catch it," Nick stared blankly at the floor, lost in memory, thinking of something He raised his head again and asked, "Hey, you were already in junior high school at that time, why did you still play with me all day?"

"Who knows which tendon is missing in your brain. When you go out, you always bump into bumps. Once in three days, you get scratches and broken skin, and once in five days, you twisted and fractured. I didn't carry it back. Can you not follow? ?” Lian Jueliang’s eyes moved slightly, reminiscing about the past, “I remember, you were still crying when the old water tower was bulldozed.”

The old water tower is an old water source park near their elementary school. There is a small broken factory building and a water tower that has run out of water.There are tall trees in the green area of ​​the park, and a few old pine trees sit in it. Children like to play in it. Nick and Lian Jueliang used to run and laugh in such an open space with green trees and shadows in their childhood.

Later, in the late winter of a certain year, a child disappeared after school, and he couldn’t find it all night. The parents were so anxious that their feet trembled and asked everywhere. A senior student said that he had seen the child in Shuiyuan Park the afternoon before yesterday, and the police After searching the park, I finally found the child who had been dead for a long time in the withered water tower. The reason was unknown. Later, some people advocated to cooperate with the urban reconstruction plan at that time and turn the water source park into a parking lot.

"Can I not cry? There, I have played hide-and-seek at least a hundred times. Every summer, I climbed to the tree to pick carambola. Although it is very sour and not delicious, I roast sweet potatoes on the spot in autumn. The aroma can be spread a mile away. , and around the Chinese New Year, everyone secretly bought fireworks to set off, almost burning down the entire base." Nick raised the corners of his mouth but didn't seem to be smiling, "It's better not to grow up."

Lian Jueliang coaxed him to sit down at the table, and then pushed a plate of dim sum in front of his eyes, "Do you remember the last Mid-Autumn Festival before the old water tower was to be demolished, that year when you were in the first year of junior high school and I was in the first year of high school, I said I would go there in the middle of the night Appreciating the moon, besides carrying a big bag of snacks, you even took out a can of Shaoxing wine and two wine glasses from your pocket," he shook his head and laughed, "It really scared me."

"I didn't know there were so many kinds of wine, I thought it was like the sparkling wine my dad gave me, sweet like soda." Nick said with righteous indignation, "I drank a big sip of Shaoxing wine happily and almost didn't spit it out. come out."

"At that time, you said that you wanted to drink like the ancients and insisted that I drink a few drinks with you, but you got drunk after two drinks. Why don't I carry you home." Lian Jueliang pointed at him.

"I haven't mentioned you yet. I brought a lot of food and drink for the moon viewing, and you brought a camera with nothing!" Nick was indignant

Lian Jueliang joined the photography club as soon as he was in high school, and took pictures here and there with an old camera with negatives, half of which were Nick's photos.

"I did it to keep a memory, to commemorate the old water tower and to commemorate watching the moon with you. I also took a picture of a drunk cat to toast to invite the bright moon." Lian Jueliang leaned over to look at him, "Pianpian, I have always been in that photo. Keep it, do you know why?"

Nick was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and bowed his head in silence.Lian Jueliang said again: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer my phone call, just leave a WeChat message, if you have nothing to do, send it to Moments to let me know how you are doing."

Nick didn't speak, and he sighed after a while, took out his phone and added Lian Jueliang's WeChat, then turned on the camera function and handed it to him, saying, "Take a picture for me, I'll send it to Moments now."

Lian Jueliang took the camera and just pointed the lens at Nick. He remembered that it was the same at the old water tower that night. The time passed, and the wine was in the present. The person in his heart was still in the camera, even though the world had changed.

Nick was still the same as before, toasting Lian Jueliang with a slightly drunken face and smiling intoxicatingly.But when Lian Jueliang pressed the shutter, he heard him say:

"Brother, this cup is toast to you, to our eternal youth and love."

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