fingers of musicians

Nice, Côte d'Azur International Airport.

Zhong Guanbai looked back and forth, and parked the car on the side of the road near the airport.

On the way, many tourists who just came out of the airport were dressed in cool and casual clothes, walked with ease, and talked leisurely.The hot air at the end of summer mixed with the smell of plants, blowing Zhong Guanbai's white T-shirt against his body, showing the beautiful outline of his abdominal muscles.

A brown-haired man in a flowered shirt passed him, he looked like a Spaniard, and whistled at him as he walked.

Zhong Guanbai raised his eyebrows and ignored him. He sent a message to Lu Zaoqiu while walking towards the arrival hall of the airport: "Chief Lu, I'm walking towards the exit. Has your plane landed yet?"

He was sending a message, but he was squeezed by a few bearded foreign men dressed in black and carrying a big bag.Those people spoke a language that Zhong Guanbai didn't understand, and they were also walking towards the arrival hall, and they quickly walked in front of him.

Zhong Guanbai shook his arms, cursed in a low voice, and typed smoothly to complain to Lu Zaoqiu: "There are a few tourists wearing padded jackets. Chief Lu, don't wear too much when you come out, it's hot."

"Yeah. Just got out of the cabin." Lu Zaoqiu's message.

Zhong Guanbai couldn't wait to press the shortcut key to make a call, "Chairman Lu, I'm walking towards you, do you have any luggage to pick up? Shall I go into the arrival hall to carry your luggage for you?"

"No." Lu Zaoqiu said, "You wait for me where you are."

Zhong Guanbai said: "No, I have to go to your side."

Only one week, Zhong Guanbai scratched his chest with longing, which made his heart go weak.Lu Zaoqiu is too busy and doesn't have much time for videos every day. He wanted to ask what happened to the cube with the violin hanging on it several times, but at the other end of the video, Lu Zaoqiu's expression was always gentle and tired, and his heart ached. , I can’t ask anything.

Lance asked him that day: "Helen, do you want to buy a pair for Baby Menelaus? I can ask my collector friend for you..."

Zhong Guanbai said with a bit of self-mockery: "No, Menelaus already has one."

Lance had a look of envy on his face, "Oh, maybe he's planning to surprise you."

Zhong Guanbai thought of the cube that had been randomly placed behind the old piano score and had not been carefully cared for, "No, probably not."

Lance looked at the clock for a long time, and sighed exaggeratedly, with sympathy in his emerald eyes, "Helen, you have the present and even the future of Baby Menelaus, what more do you want? "

Zhong Guanbai was silent for a while, then laughed again, "Yes, what else do you want?"

Although he never thought that the restrained and indifferent Lu Zaoqiu might have liked other people, like a junior high school student in love, buying something that only belongs to couples.

Lance observed Zhong Guanbai's expression, "Then you still want to propose to Baby Menelaus?"

Zhong Guanbai stared at the violin and bow inside the transparent cube, and said, "Why not?"

Regardless of the story behind that cube, it was Lu Zaoqiu.

That was Lu Zaoqiu.

What could be more important than that?

After that, Lance called and said that he could find a friend to order a violin ring for him, but the construction period would take about a month.Zhong Guanbai thought, Liqiu will be Lu Zaoqiu's birthday in more than a month, so it is suitable for a marriage proposal.

When he thought of proposing, he started to walk briskly, wishing he could run to meet Lu Zaoqiu and give him a hug.

He said nastyly to the phone: "Chief Lu, I miss you so much."

Lu Zaoqiu: "Yes."

Zhong Guanbai pressed the phone tightly to his ear, as if he could get closer to Lu Zaoqiu, "I think you miss me too."

Lu Zaoqiu said with a smile in his voice, "Yes."

Zhong Guanbai deliberately asked: "Miss me?"

Lu Zaoqiu said, "I'm at the exit."

Zhong Guanbai continued to ask: "Do you want to?"

Lu Zaoqiu: "I saw you, you stand across the road and don't move."

He looked at Zhong Guanbai in the distance, and touched his pocket, which contained a small box.

Zhong Guanbai was still asking on the other end of the phone: "Do you want to?"

Lu Zaoqiu smiled lowly.

Zhong Guanbai: "Then I will start reciting poems."

Zhong Guanbai: "You are—"

"Okay." Lu Zaoqiu stopped him from reading the poem, but the smile in his voice couldn't be hidden, "Stop, I'll go over."

Zhong Guanbai grinned, "Chief Lu, where are you? Why didn't I see you?"

Lu Zaoqiu said helplessly: "You've gone too far, turn around—"

"Lu..." Zhong Guanbai turned around, with a happy smile still on the corner of his mouth.

"...First..." He shouted the remaining two words, but his voice was so soft that only he could hear, "...Xi."

Time seemed to be elongated, and a man in black slowly raised his gun.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at a patrolling policeman at the exit of the airport.

"boom!"

The policeman was shot in the head, his skull was instantly shattered, blood and brains splashed all over the ground, and his heavy body hit the ground with a "boom", leaving only half of his head on the ground.

"gun!"

Gunshots, screams, shouts, hurried footsteps.

"That man has a gun!"

"Shoot!"

The crowd scattered and fled.

But it was too late, someone was shooting around with machine guns, and the rumbling sound of gunfire was like the sound of death.Large swaths of civilians fell to the ground like harvested wheat.

Bloody.

Those who were not injured, those whose faces were scratched by shrapnel, those whose arms were smashed, and those whose stomachs were bleeding, all ran towards the perimeter like crazy.

"Run!"

Zhong Guanbai heard the burst of drinking burst into his ears.

He was against the flow of people, being pushed and shoved and unable to move forward.It was a mess, he couldn't find Lu Zaoqiu at all.The loud gunshots were hitting his eardrums, making him unable to stop what Lu Zaoqiu on the other end of the phone said to him.

"Get out!" He was pushed.

"Do you want to die?" Someone pushed him aside and ran to the outside.

"Ah!" A little boy fell down at Zhong Guanbai's feet, Zhong Guanbai picked him up.

The little boy raised his head and glanced at Zhong Guanbai, "Bang!" There was a gunshot behind him, he lowered his head and shook off Zhong Guanbai's hand, and quickly ran away.

"boom!"

The little bloody sneakers landed at Zhong Guan Bai's feet.

"Put down your guns! You are surrounded!" A dozen policemen rushed out from the airport, raised their guns and shot dead a terrorist who was aiming at another policeman.

Two gunmen who fired from the perimeter were killed.

The scene seemed to be under control.

Quiet all around.

Zhong Guanbai felt that he couldn't hear anything, as if he was dead and couldn't breathe.

"Lu Zaoqiu, where are you?!" Zhong Guanbai asked while clutching the phone tightly, the devastation in front of him, the corpses of many civilians on the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air, he said almost desperately, "I can't find you..."

There was no answer on the phone.

There are so many people in front of me, but there is no Lu Zaoqiu.

"I can't find you..."

He suddenly felt embraced by a warm body.

That body smelled of dust and gunpowder after a long journey.

"Go." A deep voice came from his ear.

Zhong Guanbai turned his head.

It was Lu Zaoqiu.

It seemed that from this moment, the air entered his lungs again, and he came alive again.

"Bam—!"

Zhong Guanbai's expression of the rest of his life after the catastrophe was frozen on his face, and his face was reddened by the light of the fire, making him completely unrecognizable.

Huge explosion.

The eardrum was almost shattered.

For a moment, the picture seemed to freeze.

Bombs exploded from the waists of the remaining terrorists, hot smoke and dust spewed from the shattered buildings, and the smell of sulfur filled the face.

The bodies of those police officers were instantly engulfed by hot smoke.

The ground shook violently, and the scorching air, the pressure that seemed to crush the bones came from behind.

Before Zhong Guanbai could move in time, Lu Zaoqiu had already protected him.His head was supported by Lu Zaoqiu's fingers and smashed to the ground.

For a moment he seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.

"Tick-"

Hot and sticky blood ran down Lu Zaoqiu's face and hit Zhong Guanbai's face.

Zhong Guanbai's fingertips trembled, and he raised his arm with difficulty to touch Lu Zaoqiu's face.

Lu Zaoqiu's cold lips brushed against his trembling fingertips.

"close……"

"pat-"

"pat-"

More and more blood fell on Zhong Guanbai's face like rain.

Zhong Guanbai frantically covered Lu Zaoqiu's wound with his hands, but he couldn't find anything.

"Don't..." Lu Zaoqiu's eyes were still as gentle as usual, but his voice was only breathless, as if it would stop at any time, "Don't touch it."

"Where is it?!" Zhong Guanbai was so anxious that tears fell.

"That's...other people's blood. You idiot." Lu Zaoqiu looked at Zhong Guanbai's face reluctantly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Sirens.

The ambulance siren blew.

The exterior of the airport's arrival hall is fenced off.

Ambulances were parked all around, and stretchers kept carrying people out of the isolation zone.

Several police officers were clearing the scene.

A shriveled broken box with finger marks on it, as if it had been pinched tightly, it was so dirty that the color could not be seen, but there seemed to be a faint metallic luster in the broken corners.

A uniformed policeman caught a glimpse of the luster from the corner of his eye, let out a "huh", walked over, and picked up the box.He dusted off the box, opened it, and inside were two rings.

The extremely delicate violin and piano keyboard simplified patterns are engraved on the ring circle, and cursive characters are written in the middle of the two patterns.

He picked up one of them.

"Lu?"

Picked up another one.

"Zhong?"

Chapter12【《ThemeofSSS-PianoArrangeVer.》-KeySoundsLabel】

Under the awning of the flower shop, a woman wearing a suspender floral dress trimmed a few flower branches, then tied a bunch of flowers together and put them in the bucket at the door of the shop.Thin sweat oozes from the woman's wheat-colored skin, and when the arms are raised, you can see the strong muscle lines on the back, with the unique beauty of women who love sports and sunshine, like those fresh bouquets with water droplets Same, it shows the power of life.

No one would have thought that dozens of hours ago, just less than ten kilometers away from this peaceful and beautiful flower shop, dozens of lives were lost in an instant, and the isolation zone was almost dead.

The exit from the airport becomes the entrance to hell.

Zhong Guanbai stood in front of the flower shop, his arm was scratched, his white T-shirt was dirty, he looked very embarrassed.

"Sir, do you need help?" The woman in front of the flower shop looked up with surprise in her eyes, "I seem to have seen you somewhere?" But her surprise quickly turned into worry, "Need me to call a taxi for you Are you going to the hospital? Actually, the hospital is not far from here, if you still have the strength to walk there..."

Zhong Guanbai lowered his head, his eyes were dimmed, and he hardly had the strength to distinguish between the woman's words and her identity, "Thank you, no need. I just came out of the hospital. I want to buy a bouquet of roses."

The woman's expression was even more surprised, "Who said Asians are conservative? There is such a romantic person. A wounded man ran out of the hospital just to buy a bouquet of roses. Is there anything more romantic than this?"

"Romantic? No, I'm just..." Zhong Guanbai's mouth twitched, but he couldn't make a smiley expression, "Waiting is very painful. So, do something."

Waiting for more than ten hours, like a file, flattened his hope bit by bit, revealing the fear buried in his bones.

"Ah..." The woman seemed to understand something, and the smile on her face turned into a faint sympathy.

Zhong Guanbai twitched the corners of his mouth, bent down to pick flowers.

"Mom, my God, Mom!" A little girl screamed from the flower shop.

The woman at the door of the flower shop gave Zhong Guanbai an apologetic smile, and hurried into the shop, "What happened?"

"They have guns! Ah!" The screams continued in the store, "Mom..."

Zhong Guanbai heard gunshots coming from the TV in the flower shop, but he just stood there numbly, moving his hands back and forth in the bucket containing the bouquet.The thorns of the rose slid across the fingers without feeling pain.

The woman who walked into the store patted the little girl on the back and comforted, "Everything will be fine, Elisa, baby, don't look, everything will be fine."

Zhong Guanbai picked up a bouquet of tightly closed orange roses from the bucket and walked into the flower shop.

"How much is this bouquet?" he asked.

The woman stared at the TV nervously, without turning her head, Zhong Guanbai's eyes also fell on the TV screen.

The video on the TV was shot by a mobile phone in the distance, shaking violently, the fleeing people fell to the ground one by one, and an oriental man in a white shirt was holding a mobile phone in the crowd, his lips were tightly pressed, as if he was looking for something.

Shrapnel flew, the man covered his arm, the phone fell to the ground, and the blood soaked from the sleeve of his shirt, which was clearly visible even in such a long-distance shot.

"Mom! It's the gentleman who gave me flowers!" Elisa said with her eyes wide open, terrified, "That gentleman is in danger! They have guns, and they're going to hurt that gentleman!"

Zhong Guanbai's face was pale, and he felt his chest was squeezed hard, and even his heart ached.

The picture on the screen was broken and turned into the face of the news anchor.

"After the shooting was brought under control, the remaining terrorists ignited their suicide bombs and there was an explosion at the scene... As of 32:29 p.m. today, the death toll has reached 21 people... [-] people were seriously injured... [-] of them were foreigners. tourists..."

It is impossible to see how the bomb exploded in the camera. A burst of flames directly blasted the terrorists carrying the bomb and the people around them into dust. Buildings and vehicles were turned into fragments and powder. The huge energy impact All the people around were thrown to the ground.

After the explosion, there was a deathly silence in the video. After a long time, in the scene of ruins and corpses shrouded in thick smoke, there was the sound of sobbing in the background.

Zhong Guanbai seemed to see Lu Zaoqiu's back in the corner of the camera.

That body... Lu Zaoqiu had always been thin in his heart, but at that time Lu Zaoqiu supported his arms, giving him a completely safe space.

That is the only living place in the dead land.

The woman turned her head suddenly: "I remember, it's yours..."

"...Love." Zhong Guanbai stared at the TV screen and said.

The woman saw the unbloomed roses in Zhong Guanbai's hands.On the train that day, this man also held a bouquet of roses in his hand, and the blooming flowers were like blooming love.Maybe this time, when the roses bloom, his lover will wake up?

Elisa secretly glanced at Zhong Guanbai, broke away from the woman's hand, and ran to a corner of the flower shop.

"Sir. Here." Elisa ran over and tugged at the hem of Zhong Guanbai's dirty T-shirt.

She holds a bouquet of flowers with five petals and green leaves in her hands.

The light blue petals are as bright as her eyes, like a pure sky.

"Sir, please take this bouquet. A lady should give this bouquet to a wounded gentleman. Because, my mother told me, it's native to China and it's a very strong flower." ” said Elisa.

She stuffed the flower into Zhong Guanbai's hand, "Sir, please remember, it is very strong, it will not die. No matter what happens."

L'Archet Hospital.

Zhong Guanbai walked to the door of the ward with the flowers in his arms.

The nurse on the night shift just changed, and the lady nurse who finished the room check stopped him, "Sir, are you Mr. Lu's friend?"

"I'm the emergency contact on Mr. Lu's passport." Zhong Guanbai took out Lu Zaoqiu and his own passport, and showed his name to the nurse.

"Zhong..." The nurse saw the pinyin on the passport and nodded, "Mr. Zhong, an hour ago, the police who cleaned up the scene of the terrorist attack called to ask if there was a wounded person named Lu or Zhong in our hospital. I think "," the nurse handed an envelope to Zhong Guanbai, "This should be something that you or Mr. Lu lost at the scene."

"Thank you." Zhong Guanbai took the envelope, opened it, and found a damaged box and two rings inside.

Lu Zaoqiu plans to propose to him?

His eyes were pricked by the violin and piano keyboard pattern in the ring circle, and it hurt.

"Please confirm, if it belongs to you or Mr. Lu, then please sign here to confirm." The nurse said.

Zhong Guanbai took the pen, signed to confirm receipt of the item, and said again: "Thank you."

"Is he awake?" Zhong Guanbai asked.

The nurse said: "Not yet, but I believe the doctor has told you that he should wake up within 24 hours. If he can wake up, there should be no problem. You can go in and wait for him, if When he wakes up, you can ring the bell, and a nurse will come, and the nurse on duty will also check the room every two hours. Of course, you should also pay attention to rest. "

"if……"

What if you don't wake up?

Zhong Guanbai didn't dare to ask, he could only slowly nodded his head, turned around and walked into the ward to see Lu Zaoqiu.

Lu Zaoqiu was lying on the hospital bed with water hanging from his hands, his face was as pale as the gauze on his head.

A few hours ago, the doctor had pushed Lu Zaoqiu to do a series of examinations, and there was no fracture. Zhong Guanbai repeatedly asked if there was any problem with the finger. The doctor said that it was just a scratch and a bump, and did not hurt the bone. Wait for the wound to heal. It will not affect the force of the fingers afterwards.

Lu Zaoqiu's injury was mainly caused by craniocerebral damage, which was not serious among the dozen or so injured who were sent in with extremely unstable vital signs such as ruptured internal organs. Suffering is not counted.

Zhong Guanbai sat by the bed, carefully touched Lu Zaoqiu's lips with his fingers, "President Lu, when you wake up, I will propose to you. Use the ring you bought, the rose I bought... You almost got ahead of me."

He kissed Lu Zaoqiu on the lips.

No need to wait for special days, special items.All the specialness is just to make this day different from other days, and this day, blood and fire, life and death, and returning from the Jedi are enough.

The nurse came to check the room twice more, but Lu Zaoqiu still didn't wake up.

Zhong Guanbai dipped a cotton swab in water distressedly, and applied it on Lu Zaoqiu's slightly chapped lips.

Although there is only waiting, waiting is a torment. Time seems to stand still. Zhong Guanbai kept looking at his watch. In the silent ward, the ticking of the pointer seemed to become extremely slow, as if his heart had already beat a few times. Hundreds of times, you can hear the second hand "tick".

Under the light of the ward, the orange rosebuds opened slightly.

The light blue bouquet floats in the water, like the only hope in the pale ward.

Lu Zaoqiu's fingers moved.

Zhong Guanbai couldn't wait to press the emergency call bell, "Wake up... Chief Lu..."

He had pressed the bell by mistake several times. The nurse wanted to blame him, but she couldn't bear it. After checking each time, she could only sigh and tell Zhong Guanbai: "He hasn't woken up yet."

Before the nurse came, Zhong Guanbai stared closely at Lu Zaoqiu's eyes, not daring to miss the slightest change.

Lu Zaoqiu's eyelashes fluttered, his eyes opened slightly, and then closed immediately as if he couldn't adapt to the light.Zhong Guanbai turned off all the lights in the ward, leaving only a small bedside lamp.

Zhong Guanbai touched Lu Zaoqiu's fingers like a fragile object, "Chairman Lu, are you awake?" He felt Lu Zaoqiu's fingers move again, it was not his illusion, "Awoke ……woke up……"

Lu Zaoqiu opened his eyes.

Zhong Guanbai's face was reflected in those pupils like the deep sea.

Lu Zaoqiu frowned lightly, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

"Chairman Lu, Chief Lu, great, the doctor and nurse will be here soon, what do you want," Zhong Guanbai said to Lu Zaoqiu almost incoherently, "We are in the hospital now, you are fine, and I am It's okay, we, we..."

Zhong Guanbai spoke excitedly, his lips parted and closed, and his eyes were filled with the ecstasy of the real aftermath, with tears in his eyes.

Lu Zaoqiu's already pale face became even more bloodless, and the brows that were originally frowned were flattened, but there was no sign of joy on his face, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

"Lu Zaoqiu, we're safe." Zhong Guanbai pulled the corners of his mouth, and finally revealed an almost exaggerated smile that made the corners of his lips hurt from grinning.

"Are you too tired..." Zhong Guanbai opened and closed his lips.

Lu Zaoqiu raised his hand and pushed Zhong Guanbai.

The force was so light that it almost seemed like a stroking.

"President Lu?" Zhong Guanbai took Lu Zaoqiu's hand suspiciously, "Do you want to touch me? I'm not hurt..."

Lu Zaoqiu pushed Zhong Guanbai again, the expression on his face was almost terrifying.

"What's wrong..." Zhong Guanbai felt it, it was the rejection of a weak and injured person, he said in surprise, "Are you in pain, why haven't the nurses come over yet, I'll call them—"

"Zhong... Guan... Bai..." Lu Zaoqiu's voice was so weak that it seemed he was holding on to his breath, but his tone was unquestionable, "You... go out."

"Why..." Zhong Guanbai stood aside, like a lost child.

"Get out." Lu Zaoqiu repeated again.

"The patient is emotionally unstable, Mr. Zhong, please leave the ward first." The nurse who had just arrived at the ward persuaded Zhong Guanbai to leave the ward, and she closed the door of the ward, "There is a doctor in the ward now, don't worry, what's the matter?" I'll let you know when the doctor comes out." After speaking, she entered the ward again.

Zhong Guanbai leaned against the wall, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally couldn't hold on and sat down on the ground.

A little light came through, and the door of the ward was opened from the inside.

Zhong Guanbai suddenly stood up from the ground, his eyes darkened, and the doctor immediately supported him, "Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Guanbai immediately went to see Lu Zaoqiu from the door.

Lu Zaoqiu was lying on the bed with his head turned to the window, Zhong Guanbai could only see the back of his head wrapped in gauze.

"The patient doesn't want you to go in." The doctor sensed Zhong Guanbai's movement and stopped him immediately.He glanced at the nurse, who immediately closed the door of the ward.

Zhong Guanbai stared at the doctor, "Is something wrong with him?"

The doctor said: "I know, you are his partner. Please be mentally prepared."

Zhong Guanbai shook his body, "...you tell me."

The doctor said a series of French medical terminology, but Zhong Guanbai didn't react immediately, "What?"

"Wait a minute." A majestic female voice came from behind them, with a standard Parisian accent.

The doctor stopped and looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

Zhong Guanbai also turned his head.

It was a tall and thin oriental woman. She wore cool-toned lipstick, a white shirt on her upper body, and black wide-leg pants on her lower body. After wearing stiletto heels, she was almost as tall as Zhong Guanbai.

"There are two emergency contacts in Lu Zaoqiu's passport." The woman took out her ID, "The first one is me. So, dear doctor, I have the right to know his injury."

"And," she glanced at Zhong Guanbai, "it seems that this gentleman's French is not good enough to communicate with the doctor about the patient's injury."

The doctor glanced at Zhong Guanbai, Zhong Guanbai didn't care about the woman's accusation, and just nodded.

The doctor looked at the two of them and repeated what he had just said.

Zhong Guanbai seemed to understand, but he couldn't believe the meaning of those words added together.

"Do you understand?" The woman glanced at Zhong Guanbai, the worry, anxiety, and heartache flashed in her eyes, and finally returned to ice-cold.

Zhong Guanbai was still standing there, turning into a lifeless statue.

The woman's cold-toned lips parted slightly, as if giving charity, and said to Zhong Guanbai in Chinese:

"Sudden deafness, the cause is unknown."

Chapter13 ["Albumblattin Walzerform, S.166"-Franz Liszt; "Moon River"-Ernesto Cortazar]

The doctor set a time for further examination tomorrow morning and was about to leave.

Lu Zaoqiu's craniocerebral injury is not serious, and should not directly cause auditory nerve damage. The doctor judged that the possible cause of the sudden deafness is the enlargement of the vestibular aqueduct. If the vestibular aqueduct is enlarged, the possibility of healing is extremely low. The specifics will have to wait Doctors can only judge after HRCT is done.

Zhong Guanbai couldn't accept this result at all, "No, he is a violinist. If you have heard him play the violin, you will know that he can't..." Zhong Guanbai stared into the doctor's eyes and said, "He can't lose his hearing."

"We don't know the result yet, don't we?" The doctor said seriously, "You should maintain a stable mood, otherwise it will bring more pressure to the patient."

Zhong Guanbai lowered his head: "You are right."

The doctor nodded again to the woman with a cold and reserved face, and left.

"It's really weak." The woman looked at Zhong Guanbai and said.Her voice was soft, like good manners in a hospital corridor, but the words she said were extremely mean.

"...Sister Yingru, I'll go in and accompany Zaoqiu." Zhong Guanbai said in a low voice.

"I can't afford to be your sister." Lu Yingru held the doorknob with her hand, "He won't want to see you."

"He needs me." Zhong Guanbai said.

"Zhong Guanbai, you never knew about early autumn." Lu Yingru said.

She is Lu Zaoqiu's older sister, and when she is expressionless, she has a five-point resemblance to Lu Zaoqiu, and her face alone is somewhat intimidating, with a certain inviolable majesty.

Zhong Guanbai tried his best to maintain respect for Lu Yingru: "Sister Yingru, please step aside."

"You don't know anything about the pride and inferiority of early autumn." Lu Yingru looked at Zhong Guanbai for a moment, "I don't know why you are willing to be with early autumn again, if it's because of the violin——now he may lose The ability to play the violin."

Zhong Guanbai's eyebrows moved, and he frowned: "What are you talking about? What do you mean...and willing?"

Lu Yingru was silent for a while: "Seven years ago, I did not agree with early autumn to have finger surgery. The risk was too great, and the effect was minimal. I scolded him at the time: 'If you like him, go make friends with him and chase him. , what is a man doing a useless operation where he can't see? But cowardly.' You know what he said to me?"

"...What are you talking about?" Zhong Guanbai was at a loss.

"He told me—"

"He 'already chased'."

"When he said this, his face was ugly. You tell me now, you don't know anything?"

"Sister Yingru...what are you talking about?" The blood vessels on Zhong Guanbai's forehead twitched.

Lu Yingru looked into Zhong Guanbai's eyes, as if distinguishing the truth from his words: "During your first tour, Zaoqiu was with you...you don't know?"

Zhong Guanbai froze in place, something flashed across his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Zaoqiu didn't tell me these things. He only told his doctor. I only found out about this when I went to talk to his doctor about the operation..." Lu Yingru is a decent person, and he can't speak too bluntly. Before you...before, he didn't even know that he was...ED. Because of this, he was rejected by you, and his inferiority complex can be imagined. Then you were with him because you heard him play the violin, that's all he had confidence and pride.”

Lu Yingru's tone was calm, but what he said was like a knife, and the clock was closed.

"Zhong Guanbai, have you forgotten all these things along with the piano score of the recital?"

Suddenly the faint sound of the piano appeared in his ears, as if it came from far away, it seemed to be a waltz.

"You—" Zhong Guanbai felt nailed into the air, "This is impossible..."

That's... fake, right?

On his first tour, he's actually only dated one person...

He stared fixedly at the ground, a vague figure appeared in front of his eyes, a silver mask.

Everything gradually became clear.

seven years ago.

Paris, the Seine.

Zhong Guanbai sat on a bench at the Pont des Arts and drank a bottle of aperitif.

He looked at the Louvre opposite, and suddenly thought of the scene of Leslie Cheung smoking a cigarette standing on the Pont des Arts in "Across the World".A street artist painted a portrait of Leslie Cheung, Leslie Cheung asked: "Do you know who I am?"

The street painter smiled, not knowing.

Leslie Cheung turned and left, took two steps, turned around and said, "I'm a great thief, read the newspaper tomorrow."

Zhong Guanbai stood up, holding an empty wine bottle and leaning against the railing of the bridge: "This place in Paris is full of unrestrained love for youth."

It was already night, and there were many young people on the banks of the Seine, chatting and drinking.

A handsome French youth with flowery arms glanced at Zhong Guanbai, and Zhong Guanbai inadvertently lifted up the hem of his shirt, revealing a perfect mermaid line on top of the low-waisted jeans.

The French youth walked towards him with great interest and asked in English, "Alone?"

At that time, Zhong Guanbai's French was still very average, so he pretended to be casual in English and said: "Of course not."

The French youth was disappointed, and Zhong Guanbai answered frivolously: "There is still you."

The French youth laughed: "Come with me?"

Zhong Guanbai raised his eyebrows: "Where do you want to take me?"

The French youth said: "How about going to an interesting place to dance?" After speaking, he wrapped his arms around Zhong Guanbai's waist.

They walked two steps, Zhong Guanbai suddenly saw a few people walking towards him, they were all members of the band who were on tour together, and there was also a pianist Tao Xuan who was more familiar with him.This is a bit embarrassing, Zhong Guanbai said to the French youth: "Wait for me for a while, that's my colleague." He didn't want to be known that he was a student who came to tour.

The French young man let go of his hand tactfully.

"It's not Zhong Pao..." Tao Xuan was about to joke casually, but he changed his mind because of the people around him, "Zhong Guanbai."

Zhong Guanbai laughed and scolded as he walked over: "Your sister, it's all Parisian fashion, do you know that?"

He was about to talk about driving around, when he noticed that standing next to Tao Xuan was the unsmiling first violinist of the orchestra, Lu Zaoqiu.

Lu Zaoqiu was serious and indifferent, Zhong Guanbai didn't know him well, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he immediately said, "I'll take a night cruise on the Seine River, you guys have fun, I'm leaving first."

Tao Xuan said: "Would you like to come with us? Chief Lu speaks French like his mother tongue. It is a rare opportunity to ask him to be a tour guide."

Zhong Guanbai glanced at the French youth who was waiting for him, and then at Lu Zaoqiu who was expressionless: "No, I still have friends waiting for me."

Tao Xuan followed up with a glance at the Frenchman, and immediately smiled knowingly, "Then what, there will be a performance tomorrow night, so pay attention to 'Night Tour'."

"All right, all right, I'll be fine." Zhong Guanbai said casually and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Lu Zaoqiu said calmly.

Probably because Lu Zaoqiu seldom asked other people's affairs, when he opened his mouth, others were taken aback.

"Me?" Zhong Guanbai pointed at himself, his eyes widened, not sure why Chief Lu was suddenly interested in his whereabouts.

Lu Zaoqiu: "Yes."

Zhong Guanbai didn't know how to answer, he couldn't tell Chief Lu, who was frigid at first glance, that he was going to dance, go clubbing and drink, maybe he would do something else, right?

"There is a performance tomorrow, I want to confirm the safety of the performance members." Lu Zaoqiu said.

Zhong Guanbai shrugged and looked at the French youth, but found that he didn't even ask the other person's name, so he could only shout: "Honey, where are we going?"

"There's a masked dance tonight at the 'Amour' bar," said the French youth.

Zhong Guanbai said to Lu Zaoqiu: "That's it."

Lu Zaoqiu: "Yes."

For some reason, he always felt that Lu Zaoqiu's face was a bit ugly.But Chief Lu never smiled anyway, Zhong Guanbai didn't think too much, and left after saying hello.

Amour bar.

Zhong Guanbai bought two feather masks, put one on himself, and handed one to the French youth.

The black feathers stick around his eyes, showing a particularly coquettish and charming taste in the feasting and feasting.

After he went in, he drank some wine, and the French youth also drank a lot. The two twisted around on the dance floor for a long time. When they came down, the French youth was very excited, and sat directly on Zhong Guanbai's lap.

Zhong Guanbai suddenly realized that this person must not be a strong man, right?On such occasions, he usually sits on other people's laps. Even if he trains his legs in the gym, it is for the sake of looking good, not for others.

Two zeros can't make friends with benefits, let's be friends, French young people are a bit boring.

Thinking of this, he immediately calmed down, threw the French youth aside, and went to the bar to drink alone.

There was a soft sound on the bar.

A glass of mineral water appeared in front of Zhong Guanbai.

Zhong Guanbai tilted his head lazily, and stood beside him was a tall man wearing a silver mask. The mask covered most of his face, with only the outline of his lips and chin exposed. He looked like he was of Asian descent.

Zhong Guanbai raised the corners of his mouth and asked in his not-so-fluent French, "For me?"

The man nodded.

Zhong Guanbai put two fingers on the mouth of the cup, but raised his eyes and looked at the man, "Then I invite you to dance?" After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand towards the man.

The man did not pass his hand, but like Zhong Guanbai, he also extended his hand, bent slightly, and made an inviting gesture.

It appears to be number one.

Or the kind that came centuries ago.

Zhong Guanbai laughed, drank the mineral water the man invited, licked his lips, and then put his hand on the man's palm. As soon as the man took his hand, he turned his back and led the man to the band in the bar.

"Hey, brother." Zhong Guanbai said to the keyboard player of the band, "Waltz, is there any?"

The keyboard player was happy, and it was the first time someone came to their bar to order a waltz: "Which one?"

Zhong Guanbai held the strange man with his right hand, raised his left hand, and randomly poured out a piece of Liszt's "A Page of the Waltz in A Major Album" on the keyboard.

Zhong Guanbai was playing the piano, and felt his right hand was held tighter by the man. He raised his head and found that the man was looking at him with scorching eyes, which was very interesting. He smiled at the man, and continued to press the black and white keyboard with his left hand. Draw a stunning arc on it.

The piece is not difficult, he played the main melody with only one hand, and the keyboard player understood it immediately.The keyboard player put his hand on his forehead, raised his hand to Zhong Guanbai, and then started a complete waltz.

This is not a Gay bar. The man wearing the black feather mask and the man wearing the silver mask stand opposite each other in the middle of the dance floor, which is very eye-catching.Immediately someone whistled.

Zhong Guanbai raised his head slightly, and said to the man in the silver mask, "Who does the female step?"

The man didn't speak, and only put his hand gently on Zhong Guanbai's back, but he didn't really stick it on it, he just hung his palm in the air, restraining himself too much.

For this old-fashioned behavior, Zhong Guanbai was very surprised: "Hey, you are not dancing."

He put the man's hand generously on his waist, and when the man's hand touched his own