fingers of musicians

That day Lu Zaoqiu not only finished recording the first piano, but also recorded the piano pieces played by the characters that appeared in the movie script. It was already late when he left. Tang Xiaoli called him to have a meal together, and he shook his head. Saying no, I wanted to go back to the hospital. When I said goodbye at the end, I said: "I hope these badly played piano pieces don't have to be used in movies in the end."

It was snowing heavily outside, and the ground had already been covered with a thick layer of white.

Lu Zaoqiu walked into the snowy night alone.

After walking a few steps, a red lantern covered with snow appeared in front of him.After two more steps, it turns out that the red lanterns on the street lamps have covered the entire street in front of us.There are countless lanterns, each of which is very red, very bright, and very large.

There is still a faint smell of food in the air, candied chestnuts, possibly roasted sweet potatoes.

When Lu Zaoqiu returned to the hospital, he heard the conversation of the nurse on duty and found out that Chinese New Year was almost here.

It turned out to be Chinese New Year.

Zhong Guanbai still didn't wake up, and at the same time continued to lose weight due to the inevitable muscle atrophy.

The next day, Lu Zaoqiu received the unedited original recording file of the concerto from the sound engineer. Click to download, save, play, adjust the volume, and pause.Four bluetooth earphones, two carefully placed next to Zhong Guanbai's ears, and two stuffed into his own ears, and played again.

There are only two files in the player: the concerto without the first piano, and the first piano alone.

Just play these two files over and over again.

There were stories in the music, which filled the entire ward, and the imprint of a book seemed to appear vaguely on the ceiling. The paper was turned over page by page, and after decades of turning over, there was a line missing on each page; Another book appeared, also decades later, with only one line on each page.The two books change alternately, old buildings, white bricks and black tiles, various crowds, withered flowers and lush grass... like light and shadow in a dream.

The virtual mountain and the imaginary sea disappeared with the sound of the phone vibrating.

Lu Zaoqiu picked up the phone and saw that it was Lu Yingru's number.She hasn't called for a long time, this time, Lu Zaoqiu picked up the phone.

"The lawyer told me that the case of the truck driver illegally parking in the blind lane was won. The surname—" Lu Yingru glanced at the report, "the girl surnamed Zhong got compensation."

Lu Zaoqiu did not speak.

"According to the lawyer, when Zhong Guanbai mentioned that he wanted to make a promotional video about the blind, I asked the secretary to talk about it."

Lu Zaoqiu still just listened.

"The charity fund that Zhong Guanbai didn't make before can be established next year."

After Lu Yingru finished speaking, there was silence on both sides of the phone, as if the call had been cut off.

"Early autumn," Lu Yingru picked up another report, and said after a long time, "He, father..."

Breathing.

Only the sound of breathing.

"There are indeed mental problems."

Lu Zaoqiu lowered his eyes, looking at Zhong Guanbai who was ignorant of the outside world.

He is a fool.

A fool does not know the world as it is, and thinks the world is as good as he is.

"However, the police still need to find out whether they were unconscious when killing or hurting others." Lu Yingru couldn't wait for Lu Zaoqiu's response, so he could only say, "...Zaoqiu, I'll die first."

Originally, if everything went according to plan, she could say to Lu Zaoqiu: This year, he is finally gone, do you want to go home for the New Year?

But now it's gone, she can't ask this question.

Shortly after the call ended, another mobile phone in the ward also rang.That was Zhong Guanbai's cell phone, and anyone with the number basically knew that something happened to him, so that cell phone hadn't rang for a long time.Now ringing, the caller is not hard to deduce.

Sure enough, it was Wen Yuean.

I dare not accept it, and I dare not refuse it.

Lu Zaoqiu still picked up the phone: "Mr. Wen."

"It's early autumn." Wen Yuean asked, "Is Abai here?"

Lu Zaoqiu replied in a low voice: "...Yes."

On weekdays, Lu Zaoqiu answered Wen Yuean's call, and after answering "in", he would pass the phone to Zhong Guanbai, but this time there was no Zhong Guanbai's voice, Wen Yuean asked: "Why didn't Ah Bai come to answer the phone? It was said that during Chinese New Year, I would personally dig plum wine from the yard to drink, so I didn’t let Senior Brother drink it, and kept it for him.”

A person like Lu Zaoqiu never lied, and Wen Yuean wouldn't mention it if he didn't ask, but Wen Yuean wouldn't make up a story if asked.Now even if he is rude, he has no choice but to keep silent.

Wen Yuean shouted again: "Early autumn?"

On the other side of the phone, He Yulou had no choice but to explain the reason: "Yue'an, Zhong Guanbai is injured and cannot answer your call."

"Senior Brother," Wen Yuean said, "If I don't make this call, how long will you keep from hiding it from me?"

Wen Yue's heart is careful, a few days ago Zhong Guanbai would call at every turn, and it was difficult not to call. When did it take so long for no news?

Now I can't hide it, Wen Yue'an knew that something happened, so she wanted to ask again.He Yulou took the phone from Wen Yuean's hand, forbidding him to ask any more questions, and only said: "After a year. Zhong Guan will come after Baibai."

After the reunion, He Yulou had never seen such a color. Wen Yuean watched him not speak, and He Yulou let go of his breath again, and said: "The plum wine buried in the yard, the dried osmanthus flowers harvested in autumn, and the new tea in spring, Zhongguan Bai is the best food and drink, so why not come here? There are still two swans, he always wants to take a look."

It was a long time after the phone call that suddenly ended without an end, that He Yulou went out of the courtyard alone to call Lu Zaoqiu again, saying that Wen Yuean's heart was getting worse and worse after a checkup a few days ago, if he knew the details, I'm afraid the situation will be worse.

After hearing this, Lu Zaoqiu didn't know how to answer.After staying in the hospital for a long time, I heard too many blessings and hopes, but my eyes saw more reality, and finally I couldn't say anything nice, so I could only become more silent.

On the day of the new year, Li Yichun brought A Ji and several older children from the special education school to the hospital.Li Yichun was carrying a paper bag, which was full of window grilles cut by children, a piece of red, with birds and fish, full of happiness and longevity.

Aji said that everyone gave these to Brother Ah Bai, and another boy felt that Lu Zaoqiu didn't have any, which was a bit pitiful, so he made his own claim and added: Teacher Lu can also get two of them.

There was another girl who boldly asked Lu Zaoqiu if she knew how to cut window grilles, and if she would teach them. They also brought uncut red paper.

Lu Zaoqiu doesn't know how to cut window grilles.

Before being with Zhong Guanbai, he didn't know much about New Year's customs.Zhong Guanbai likes to celebrate festivals, he celebrates all kinds of festivals, posting Spring Festival couplets, eating rice dumplings, eating moon cakes, buying roses, preparing gifts, looking for every opportunity to go out and have fun, and looking for every reason to fall in love.

Lu Zaoqiu looked at the red paper that the girl took out from the bag, nodded and said, "Please teach me."

In the afternoon, a few people sat together and cut the window grilles. Lu Zaoqiu mastered the trick after cutting a flower and a blessing. From the third picture, he could cut the word "Zhong".

The girl who taught Lu Zaoqiu to cut window grilles saw it and said to A Ji, "Ms. Lu just cut your surname!" Then she said, "Ms. Lu, do you want to give this one to A Ji?"

Aji couldn't see what the window grilles looked like, so he asked curiously, "Is it for me?"

Li Yichun patted Aji's head, and said, "It was for Brother Abai."

Lu Zaoqiu put away that "clock", and cut another one for A Ji, and another one for all the children, each of which is a piano, a triangle, a vertical, a front, a side... the whole The body, or row of keys.

An afternoon passed quickly, it was almost evening, and it got dark early in winter, Li Yichun wanted to take the children back to school.

Before leaving, every child went to Zhong Guanbai's bed and shook his hand. When A Ji went to shake his hand, he silently said her New Year's wish in advance: When the New Year's bell rings, brother A Bai will wake up .

Before the arrival of New Year's Eve, Lu Zaoqiu performed a New Year's concert for three consecutive nights. He went to the National Center for the Performing Arts every evening, and returned at night after ten o'clock.

On New Year's Eve, nothing happened, Lu Zaoqiu sat in front of Zhong Guanbai's hospital bed for a long time.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, Lu Zaoqiu walked over, opened the window, and stretched out his hand, the snowflakes fell on his palm, and the melted snow flowed down the scars on his fingers.

He withdrew his hand, walked back to the hospital bed, and like a child doing bad things, lightly icy Zhong Guanbai's face with his hand, and just took it away.

For several hours Lu Zaoqiu did nothing, just sat and looked down at Zhong Guanbai.

There was a faint countdown sound somewhere.

Ten, nine, eight, seven—

Maybe everyone is really counting down, so even the ward with very good sound insulation can vaguely hear it.The new year is coming, whether you want to know it or not, you have to know it.it's here.

Six, five, four—

three--

two--

one--

In the very, very far night sky, blurred fireworks appeared, blocked by the heavy snow. They were fireworks outside Beijing.

Zhong Guanbai was still sleeping.

Lu Zaoqiu stood up slowly, went out, and built a snowman in the snow outside.

When he came back, he walked to Zhong Guanbai's side, his frozen red hand stretched out to his pale face, this time he was not willing to ice him.

This night should keep the old age.

Lu Zaoqiu doesn't know how ordinary people keep the New Year's Eve. He has been making snowmen this year.Go out, make a snowman, and then carefully carry the snowman into the ward and put it on the window sill outside.

When it was dawn, there were many little snowmen and two snow geese standing on the windowsill.

Lu Zaoqiu lay down next to Zhong Guanbai and fell asleep. When he woke up, the sunlight outside had begun to become dazzling, illuminating the snowman on the window sill that hadn't melted in time.

Lu Zaoqiu's eyes passed those little snowmen one by one, and when he came to a certain snowman, his eyes stopped.

The little snowman's hand was wrapped with a little white bandage.

Next to it, there is a light blue five-petal flower on the head of another shorter little snowman.