Rabbit's Murder Memories

In fact, every pianist has a similar childhood, this childhood is, there is no childhood.

Each piano has [-] keys, [-] white keys, and [-] black keys, and these keys form countless chords.Since I was five years old, I have to sit in front of this huge machine every day, at first for an hour, then for two, and then for four. Whenever I have a music exam, I basically have to sit from early morning to dusk .

One morning when I was in the first grade of junior high school, I remembered that it was Sunday, and the piano teacher rarely had something to do at home, so I woke up a little late, lying on the bed and listening to Beyond mesmerized.At this moment, my father rushed in suddenly. He grabbed my CD player and listened to it, then threw it to the ground and crushed it with his feet.

That day, I was not beaten, he just trembled with anger, he said:

"If even pianists start listening to popular music, then classical music is really over."

Some words are straight and sharp, without any profound truth, but like a sword or a halberd, they can be remembered for a lifetime.

It turned out that that kind of music was not really music, it was like a mirror reflecting my depravity.

At the age of [-], I participated in the International Piano Competition in the UK, made it all the way to the final and won the gold medal.

Soon after returning to China, I received an invitation from Hannover and started to study in Germany.

When I returned to China, I was [-] years old, but I was still an adult without childhood and time. I traveled back and forth between cities every day, participating in concerts of various sizes, sometimes in the United States, sometimes in the UK, and sometimes in Poland. , but the most in China.

I don't know if the world is fair or not, but to me, it doesn't tilt too much. ·

In the autumn when I was about to turn 30, I finished a day of performances and walked back to the hotel from the Guangzhou Concert Hall. I suddenly felt a little tired on the way, so I walked into a bar and ordered a glass of Black Fang.Just halfway through drinking, a girl not far away suddenly had an argument with a man, and the man raised his hand and slapped her hard twice.Her face was red, it must have hurt, but she didn't fight back, she didn't even say a word, she just drank a glass of red cocktail, the color of the wine was extremely bright, the same color as the red dress she was wearing Almost identical.The man was obviously very angry, completely different from her calmness, his shoulders kept trembling, under the light, like a black cube that was constantly shaking in my hand.

Finally I walked over, because I know the girl, she is the principal violinist of today's accompaniment orchestra, her name seems to be Chen Jia, although she can't be called "home", but she is very famous in the orchestra, she may be pretty with her related.I patted the man on the shoulder and said:

"Hey, brother, there is something to discuss, don't do it."

The man turned his head angrily. He was supposed to scold me, but when he looked at me, he suddenly changed his attitude, because we are very familiar with each other. He is the conductor of the orchestra and he is not very old. The surname is "Hu".

"Ms. Lou..." His expression froze, he stood up and shook hands with me, "Are you drinking here too?"

"Well, I just passed by."

"Sorry, I made you laugh..." He smiled strangely, and turned his head to look at Chen Jia again.

"It's okay, couples don't quarrel." I said with a smile.

With a blushing face, he picked up the clothes, greeted me again, and then took Chen Jia's arm, but Chen Jia seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, her cheeks were flushed, and she sat motionless on the chair, no matter what. No matter how he pulls, he just won't go.

In the end, he couldn't get off the stage, so he had to leave her behind and left.

Before leaving, he told me:

"we broke up."

"Well, I understand." I replied nodding.

·

After he left, I sat down where he was just now, greeted the bar boy, and pointed to the red cocktail in front of Chen Jia.

"This wine is called Pretty in Pink." Chen Jia suddenly looked at me and said.

"Ah."

"I heard...it will bring love to those who drink it."

"Ah."

"But, we broke up just now..."

"It seems that your glass of Pink Lady is fake, it has been watered down."

She smiled sadly, "Miss Lou, are you joking too?"

"Why do you think so? I'm human too, so of course I can joke."

She laughed twice, "Hehe", "Because you are too classic, you play the piano with a strict eye, the tempo of the beat, and the strength of the keys are not bad at all, so they gave you the nickname 'Human Metronome' '."

"Human metronome?" I nodded, "Well, the name seems to be pretty good."

"Aren't you angry? That's not a compliment."

I smiled and said nothing.

After a while, when I was sipping the glass of Pink Lady, which didn't match the color of my suit, she suddenly asked:

"Do you know why we broke up?"

I shook my head.

"We have been together for a long time. We have been together since I first joined the orchestra. His family urged him to get married, and he was also anxious to have a child. Just now, I told him that I am Les..."

Commander Hu's trembling shoulders suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and looking at the red five finger marks on Chen Jia's left face, I instantly understood why one of them was trembling with anger, while the other was calm and didn't care.

I feel that to Commander Hu, this is no longer bad news, but more like a lightning strike.

"You don't believe it?" she pressed.

"of course not."

"Think he's pitiful?"

"A little bit," I said.

"Actually, there's nothing to be pitiful about..." She smiled with a bitter face, "At least three of the violinists in the Light Orchestra have slept with him, and one of them even sent me a photo."

"Oh." I responded nonchalantly.

"Aren't you going to comfort me?" She stared at me with aggressive eyes.

"I don't know what to say."

"If you say that those of you who play the piano superbly are either freaks or trash..."

"That's over." I retorted in a calm tone.

"Did you think I would flatter you?"

I shook my head, "I didn't think so."

"In the past, I might have, but I won't in the future. The old nonsense, he wants to ruin my reputation. Starting tomorrow, my artistic career has come to an end."

"That's too much. As far as we are concerned, art has been melted in the blood and solidified in the bones. If people don't die, art will not end."

She raised her head, glanced at me in the dim light, and tears suddenly fell down.

I gently handed her a tissue, then sat on the chair and watched her go from sobbing to crying until she was exhausted.

·

When she came out of the bar, she followed me back to the hotel. From the moment she entered the door, she had already stripped naked before she got to the bed.

She kissed me madly, like a she-beast in heat.

After a long time, she touched my lower body and found that I didn't respond at all.

She lay on the bed, looked at me expressionlessly and said:

"I'm Les, but occasionally I react to men."

I lay down beside her, looked her in the eyes and replied:

"I'm BL, pure."