fingers of musicians

Zhong Guanbai played the last note, and the second half of his continuation of "Ode to the Autumn Wind" also stopped.

All sounds are silent.

I don't know how long it took, but still no one spoke, no one left, not even applause.Everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano with the traces of time, unable to get out.

Zhong Guanbai looked up at Lu Zaoqiu who was standing in the private room on the second floor, and had a terrible illusion, as if the two of them had also lived the life of He Yulou and Wen Yuean once, as if they had been separated for many years. , the whole body was instantly filled with longing and fear, and he dared not look away.

Zhong Guanbai stood up, said "thank you" to everyone, and then returned to the backstage, heading for the box on the second floor.

He Yinxu immediately stood up and stood facing Zhong Guanbai's back for a long time, as if paying attention. He didn't catch up until Zhong Guanbai had gone backstage.

The anchor of the live broadcast realized this. She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said to the camera: "We can see that the two pianists have left the stage together. The competition should be over here. This is a A game without judges also means that everyone is a judge. I believe that at this moment, everyone has a conclusion in their hearts."

"Guan—Teacher Zhong." He Yinxu followed Zhong Guanbai for a long time, until he reached the stairs before calling out.

Zhong Guanbai walked upstairs without stopping, and replied, "Yes."

"Teacher Zhong won." He Yinxu said.

Did you win...

Originally, Zhong Guanbai had read the memoir, but he didn't understand what the game meant until he finished playing it.

He Yulou has won for so many years, and Wen Yuean has been calling him a senior for so many years, but in the end he only lost once. In this match, He Yulou probably wanted to win, but Wen Yuean probably wanted to lose.

"If I win, it can't be regarded as my victory." Zhong Guanbai said.

It is the scars of those years that finally made this song.

He Yinxu understood, "There is a story behind this "Ode to the Autumn Wind", isn't it?" He asked while keeping a distance of two steps from Zhong Guanbai.

Zhong Guanbai asked back: "Didn't your father tell you who composed this piece?"

He Yinxu looked at Zhong Guanbai's back: "I know, my father did it."

Zhong Guanbai: "Then why don't you ask him?"

He Yinxu: "He never told me these things."

Passing the corner of the stairs, Zhong Guanbai caught a glimpse of He Yinxu's look a little lonely.

"There is a story." Zhong Guanbai felt that the child was quite pitiful, "but I shouldn't tell you." He thought, there must be a reason why He Yulou didn't tell He Yinxu this story.

"Then, does anyone else know this story?" He Yinxu asked.

Zhong Guanbai said casually, "Ask your mother."

He Yinxu said, "I haven't."

Zhong Guanbai looked back and found that the child didn't seem to be sad, so he felt relieved: "Oh, if you don't have it, then you don't have it, and neither do I."

"Other people I meet will apologize to me at this time." He Yinxu said, like a legal requirement.Actually I don't know why. "

"I didn't understand before." Zhong Guanbai thought of Tang Xiaoli's words, "Later, a friend told me that human beings are like this. If you have something that others don't have, you will overflow with sympathy, regardless of whether others need it or not. Necessary. Oh, but you don't listen to him, he's talking all this because he's a bad man, you don't learn from him."

Tang Xiaoli, who was sitting at home, rubbed his nose: "Zhong Guanbai is scolding me."

Qin Zhao brought him a coat: "The weather is turning cold, don't wear so little."

Tang Xiaoli rejected the straight man's coat with a big wave of his hand: "No, I know, Zhong Guanbai is definitely scolding me."

After Zhong Guanbai finished speaking, he quickened his pace, he really missed Lu Zaoqiu so much.

He Yinxu thought for a while, and said, "I know. I'm not sad, because I never had one, so I don't know what it's like to have a mother... When I was a child, I saw others have one, so I asked my father for it, but my father said , even if it wasn’t, I didn’t dare to ask again afterwards.”

When they reached the second floor, He Yinxu said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Zhong, these seem too personal and bother you all the way."

Zhong Guanbai turned around, nodded, and agreed, "Yes."

"Sorry." He Yinxu's ears turned slightly red.

The two walked to the door of the box on the second floor, and the doors of both boxes were open.The moment Zhong Guanbai saw Lu Zaoqiu, he felt as if he had returned home. He had a sense of security that didn't need any reason, as if Lu Zaoqiu was the habitat of his soul.

Zhong Guanbai stepped forward and hugged Lu Zaoqiu's back.

Lu Zaoqiu lowered his head and kissed Zhong Guanbai.

"Is this a reward?" Zhong Guanbai asked.

"Yeah." Lu Zaoqiu's eyes were full of tenderness, and there was also a kind of respect and pride in the tenderness. This kind of respect and pride would only appear when he looked at Zhong Guanbai, especially when Zhong Guanbai was playing the piano. He still can't hear some of the notes, "well played."

"That's not enough, I need something else." Zhong Guanbai pulled off his bow tie, revealing a bit of his beautiful collarbone, then stuffed the tie into Lu Zaoqiu's trousers pocket, and casually touched the important part through the pocket. Bundle.

Helpless, Lu Zaoqiu immediately grabbed Zhong Guanbai's hand and took it out of his pocket.

"Cough." Ji Wentai just saw this scene, and said with a straight face, "What are you two trying to do in front of us old people?"

Lu Zaoqiu said: "Maintain family harmony."

Ji Wentai said unhappily: "In Lu Zaoqiu's eyes, Zhong Guanbai is synonymous with family, right?"

Lu Zaoqiu didn't answer, but he looked at Zhong Guanbai and said: Yes.

Zhong Guanbai asked, "Where's the teacher?"

Lu Zaoqiu said, "Mr. Wen is next door."

Zhong Guanbai turned around and found that He Yinxu was standing at the door of the second box without going in.

"Mr. Zhong," He Yinxu said to Zhong Guanbai, "My father is usually very dignified. I didn't know he would cry."

Zhong Guanbai called the child over: "Don't stare at others when they cry."

He Yinxu stood aside and said softly: "The other gentleman in the room just said a few words to my father, not in Mandarin, but in a very soft southern dialect, very slowly Slow, I don't know that dialect, but my father does. The gentleman said: "I remember a boy riding a bamboo horse, and turned into a pulsatilla." My father's eyes turned red when he heard it."

After hearing this, Ji Wentai sighed, "Old Wen..."

In fact, Zhong Guanbai has been a little bit unable to get out. After playing this piece, he seems to have found an outlet to release part of the depression and sadness in his heart, but now, hearing these words is still uncomfortable.

"Teacher, they can't finish talking for a while, so I'll go out for a walk first." Zhong Guanbai said.

Lu Zaoqiu accompanied him to the lounge to change out of his costume.

Speaking of going for a walk, it doesn't mean that he can walk freely on the road, but Zhong Guanbai is driving around on the main road. It is already evening at this time, and there is still a traffic jam while driving.

Zhong Guanbai parked the car aside and looked around the window: "Chairman Lu, let's go to the vegetable market."

Lu Zaoqiu saw three large red characters not far away: vegetable market.

"Chairman Lu, have you... been to the vegetable market?" Zhong Guanbai suddenly thought that they had been together in the past few years, neither of them had cooked, and Lu Zaoqiu even used the water dispenser to boil water.

Lu Zaoqiu said calmly and frankly: "No."

Zhong Guanbai leaned over to unbuckle Lu Zaoqiu's seat belt, and kissed Lu Zaoqiu on the lips, "Then let me introduce you?"

Lu Zaoqiu smiled: "Okay."

Zhong Guanbai hadn't been to the vegetable market for many years.It was time for the vegetable market to close, and it was Mid-Autumn Festival again. He thought that there should be few people here, but he didn't expect that such a huge vegetable market would be so lively.

In different areas, the melons and fruits look bright and lovely, there are water droplets on the vegetable leaves, the tofu soaked in the water is white and soft, the seafood is neatly arranged, and a lot of kelp is bundled together and hung On the side, all kinds of mushrooms seem to have just grown out, and even the salted fish hanging in a row with their mouths open look cute...

Those products are piled high, and some stall owners are almost buried in the pile of vegetables below the shoulders. When customers ask for something, the stall owner finds it out, weighs it, collects the money, and then hands the bag to the customer.

All the faces that come and go are smiling faces.

Zhong Guanbai stood at the entrance of the vegetable market, seeing these trivial and ordinary scenes, he suddenly felt something that was pressing on his heart loosen.

"Chief Lu, I used to think these things were vulgar, but now that you are standing next to me, I feel that these things have a sense of vitality. They are a kind of happiness that is within reach of everyone, which makes me feel real. " Zhong Guanbai said, "...It also makes me believe that the catastrophe of those years has really passed."

After speaking, he took Lu Zaoqiu's hand, and rubbed his fingers on the bandage on Lu Zaoqiu's palm.

Lu Zaoqiu was led by Zhong Guanbai to different booths. He didn't speak, but his eyes had a gentle smile, which kept falling on Zhong Guanbai's side face.

Walking to a stall selling seafood, Zhong Guanbai saw several large crabs in a bucket, with green backs and white backgrounds, and a pair of small black eyes sticking out to look at him, claws scratching the side of the bucket. .

Zhong Guanbai asked: "Hey, boss, how much is this crab?"

The stall owner is a girl in her twenties, who seems to be closing the stall, and is counting the money: "81 catties, there are only a few left, 75 if you buy it together." Before she finished counting, she raised her head, "Do you want it? Hey—you are, you are that—”

The girl looked at Zhong Guanbai, then at Lu Zaoqiu, the two tall and handsome men were wearing suits, they were particularly conspicuous in this vegetable market.

"If yes," Zhong Guanbai blinked his eyes twice and asked curiously, "Can I get a discount?"

The girl blinked twice: "Yes. Can I sign it?"

Zhong Guanbai: "How much discount can I get?"

Girl: "How many can you sign?"

Lu Zaoqiu squeezed Zhong Guanbai's hand, and taught, "Don't bargain when others work so late."

The girl looked at Lu Zaoqiu, then at Zhong Guanbai, and smiled from ear to ear: "It's all right, it's just time to sell out and go home."

Zhong Guanbai glanced at Lu Zaoqiu, and said to the girl, "...Buy at the original price."

Lu Zaoqiu paid the money, Zhong Guanbai carried six big crabs, and signed the girl's name before leaving.

After walking for a while, Zhong Guanbai pretended to be wronged and said, "Chief Lu, you have deprived me of the fun of bargaining."

Lu Zaoqiu didn't understand: "Where's the fun?"

Zhong Guanbai explained carefully: "Look, I showed my charm to the stall owner, so I bought more things with less money, which not only saved money but also proved my charm."

Lu Zaoqiu frowned slightly: "Why don't you show me your charm, and I'll pay for things, so you can save money and prove your charm."

Zhong Guanbai looked at Lu Zaoqiu, Lu Zaoqiu looked very serious.

Zhong Guanbai's heart seemed to be rubbed suddenly, he leaned over slowly, gasped and whispered in Lu Zaoqiu's ear: "How about this, Lu Zaoqiu...you show me your charm...I'm here for you Do anything."

Chapter43【"Airon the GString"-JohannSebastianBach】

"You don't have to do anything for me." Lu Zaoqiu said.

Zhong Guanbai pulled Lu Zaoqiu forward, while seductively saying: "Then, you can do anything to me, how about it?"

Lu Zaoqiu stared straight ahead, with a calm expression on his face: "I could have done anything to you."

Zhong Guanbai looked at Lu Zaoqiu's side face for a while: Oh.

Lu Zaoqiu felt Zhong Guanbai's wonderful eyes, still looking forward, but a smile leaked from the corner of his eyes: "I said, right?"

"That's right." Zhong Guanbai said courteously.The corners of his mouth were about to go up to the top of his head, and he couldn't close them no matter what.

The two walked through a few rows of stalls, Zhong Guanbai looked eastward and westward, and suddenly saw a stall not far away with rice, flour and beans of various colors, and then looked at Lu Zaoqiu's unearthly face, and immediately felt A little wicked.

"Chief Lu, this way." Zhong Guanbai said.

He untied the thin bandage on Lu Zaoqiu's hand, and then took Lu Zaoqiu's hand.One hand led the other, and the two hands slowly inserted into a pile of mung beans together.

Dry, cool puffs are rolled over the skin's surface one by one, enveloping both hands.

Zhong Guanbai showed an intoxicated expression on his face, and looked at Lu Zaoqiu with great anticipation.

The stall owner looked at the two big men who looked like no one else: "..."

At this time, a young woman came with a pair of twins.The two children watched Zhong Guanbai and Lu Zaoqiu curiously for a while, then followed their example and inserted one hand into the millet and the other into the soybean.

Not long after, another grandma came with her granddaughter. The little girl watched them for a while, and then happily inserted her little hand into the rice.

The stall owner watched dumbfoundedly as his stall was crowded with children who had been taken out by their parents, as if all the children from the whole vegetable market had come here, and——

Two clearly grown men.

Lu Zaoqiu took out his hand, Zhong Guanbai asked expectantly, "How is it?"

Lu Zaoqiu: "You like this."

Zhong Guanbai nodded, pulled out his hand reluctantly, and asked, "Do you like it or not?"

Lu Zaoqiu looked at Zhong Guanbai's expectant face, and replied: "I like it." It's not that I like the feeling of putting my hands in the beans, but I like watching you do what you like.

Zhong Guanbai imagined the scene of him squatting at home with Lu Zaoqiu and playing with beans, and said enthusiastically, "Chief Lu, let's put a box of beans at home."

So Lu Zaoqiu had an extra box of mung beans in his hand.

Lu Zaoqiu glanced at his watch: "Go back, pick up Mr. Wen."

The two walked to the non-staple food store at the entrance of the vegetable market. Zhong Guanbai picked out a box of ice cream from the freezer and said that he would give it to the child of the He family who "has no mother, no pain, and lost the piano".

Lu Zaoqiu stood behind Zhong Guanbai and said calmly, "You like him."

At this time, Guan Bai was about to close the freezer door. When he heard the words closing the door, he immediately took a few more boxes of ice cream out of it, and said to himself in a voice that Lu Zaoqiu could definitely hear: "Buy more for Chief Lu. A few boxes... well, he's the best."

After taking it, he turned around and said courteously, "Chief Lu, what else do you want to eat?"

Lu Zaoqiu was amused and helpless: "The car refrigerator can't fit anymore."

"Then, this is a big box to eat on the way." Zhong Guanbai deliberately maintained a serious expression.

Lu Zaoqiu never ate in the car, and he didn't like it, and Zhong Guanbai only dared to drink with him, but today he suddenly became daring for some reason.

When they put away their things, Zhong Guanbai was still holding a box of ice cream in his hand, and continued to maintain a serious tone: "Chairman Lu, come and drive, I want ice cream."

It wasn't until Lu Zaoqiu drove the car onto the main road that he realized what Zhong Guanbai wanted to do.

The co-pilot's seat was adjusted to the final limit position, Zhong Guanbai knelt on the ground in front of the car seat, unzipped Lu Zaoqiu's trousers, and used his mouth.

"hiss--"

The mouth filled with ice cream covered the warm body parts.

The tongue licked lightly, the ice cream melted little by little, and the lips sucked every melting sweetness.

"Zhong, Guan, Bai..." Lu Zaoqiu supported the steering wheel with one hand and continued to drive, lifted Zhong Guanbai's chin with the other hand, and gently wiped off the white cream froth at the corner of his mouth with his thumb, "This is how you eat ice cream of?"

The tip of Zhong Guanbai's tongue twitched on Lu Zaoqiu's fingers, and his moist and full lips left sweet kisses on the fingertips: "There's still a lot left, I want to finish it."

"Don't eat like this." Lu Zaoqiu said.

Zhong Guanbai wiped Lu Zaoqiu's body clean, zipped it up, then hugged Lu Zaoqiu's waist, and lay on his lap: "Zaoqiu... I said, I won't do anything you don't like. But," he slightly raised his eyes to look at the backing vehicles and lights outside the window, and felt that Lu Zaoqiu's body reassured him, "I miss you very much, even though I'm already sitting next to you, I still feel that the distance is too far away, and I want to get closer no matter what. One step. It might be disgusting for someone next to you if they could see what's inside the car, but I don't, I just can't help it, can't wait to do these things to you, ever since I looked up at you in the theater and thought, I can't wait for a moment. You are so nice, touching and kissing will make me feel that I am really standing in a world worthy of longing, not a bloody hell... Early autumn, at this time, sex seems to be no longer a simple desire , which is the opposite of death."

Lu Zaoqiu touched Zhong Guanbai's head for a while, and then slowly said: "Guan Bai, I'm sorry... I knew it was hard work when I listened to your piano, but I still underestimated the hard work."

Zhong Guanbai was lying on Lu Zaoqiu's lap, and the hands around his waist tore apart the shirt that was bound by the trousers bit by bit, and then put his hand into the shirt, sticking it directly to Lu Zaoqiu without any obstacles. On the skin of the back in early autumn.Zhong Guanbai's fingers holding the ice cream box were icy cold, but Lu Zaoqiu didn't say a word, the continuous heat came from his back, warming his hands.

"The perception of this hard work is your talent, and it is also the marked price of this talent." Lu Zaoqiu looked at the road ahead, and gently stroked Zhong Guanbai's body with one hand, from the roots of his hair to his back, "But you You know, there is not darkness ahead of you. There may be a cemetery, but there are many great souls buried in the same pain, and it is worth the price you pay to pursue."

A red light, the car stopped.

Lu Zaoqiu lifted Zhong Guanbai's chin, leaned down and gave him a deep kiss: "And I will be with you."

Lu Zaoqiu has long understood that that kind of talent and price is different from others.

For Lu Zaoqiu, that kind of talent may be a kind of almost crazy obsession, thus creating his pair of hands that can pull any piece of music perfectly. finger.

Because he had chased after him like this before, looking at the back of a pianist, he saw the whole world.

Pain and happiness.

Zhong Guanbai grabbed Lu Zaoqiu's hand, kissed it, then leaned on Lu Zaoqiu's lap, and hugged his back tightly, like a tired child seeking support.

When the green light came on, the car drove forward steadily, and a white moon hung in the sky, clear and clear, illuminating the road ahead.