fingers of musicians

Lu Zaoqiu suddenly turned around to look at Zhong Guanbai, who was still lying beside him with his eyes closed, too weak to get up.

"Mr. Lu?" It turned out that there was a nurse in the room.

Lu Zaoqiu sat up and asked hesitantly, "Who has touched the snowman on the windowsill?"

The nurse smiled and said, "It's me."

Lu Zaoqiu looked at her straight. He rarely looked at others like this, because it seemed that he didn't have a sense of boundaries. Now he looked at her like this, obviously because he didn't believe it.

The nurse continued: "Mr. Zhong woke up two hours ago, and Dr. Liu came to see him. At first, Mr. Zhong couldn't speak. Then he saw the snowman on the window sill and kept staring at it. After a long time, he forced himself to speak, like a child. I also begged Dr. Liu to dress up a snowman. How could Dr. Liu have time to do this for him? At that time, Sister Li and I were beside me. Sister Li was the first to take it. She went to buy flowers for him in the snow, and I went to find a bandage. .”

Lu Zaoqiu looked at Zhong Guanbai, who was no different from before, and could almost imagine Zhong Guanbai's constant torture, his heart turned into a puddle of jam, sour and sweet, so sweet that it turned bitter, so he lowered his voice Geng Qing: "Then he is now?"

"Mr. Zhong has been in a coma for a long time and is too weak." The nurse explained, "So he woke up for a while and fell asleep again."

Lu Zaoqiu nodded and said, "Thank you."

After finishing talking, I went to wash and tidy up, and went out to thank the other doctors and nurses one by one. I said it many times, and when I came back, I sat by Zhong Guanbai's bedside like the night before, watching him.

The clock turned half a circle, the sunlight coming in from the window was deflected by a corner, and it was dark again.On a sunny night after the snow, the sky was deep and quiet, and a few sparse planetesimals were moving.time flies.

Lu Zaoqiu just looked at Zhong Guanbai like this, keeping him awake.

"... Lu... early autumn."

Zhong Guan's white fingers moved, and his forearm moved a little, to touch Lu Zaoqiu's hand.

Lu Zaoqiu looked at him, his eyelashes cast a gentle shadow.

"...Lu Zaoqiu."

Rubbing hands between each other's fingers.

"……Why are not you talking."

The index finger was lightly poking the back of the opponent's hand.

"...Lu Zaoqiu."

Weak fingers hooked the opponent's fingers.

"……say."

Lu Zaoqiu did not speak.

Since that day, since Zhong Guanbai woke up, Lu Zaoqiu has not spoken to him, not a single word.

After a few days, Zhong Guanbai started to drink water, Lu Zaoqiu put the straw in the cup, carefully held Zhong Guanbai's head to feed him.After Zhong Guanbai finished his drink, he looked at Lu Zaoqiu eagerly, and said, "Chairman Lu, why don't you talk to me."

Lu Zaoqiu put away the cup, Zhong Guanbai was afraid that he would just leave, so he quickly grabbed his clothes and said, "...I didn't drink enough."

Lu Zaoqiu went to pour another glass of water and feed him.

Zhong Guanbai was full of water, but Lu Zaoqiu still didn't say a word to him.

Slowly, Zhong Guanbai was able to eat liquid food. Lu Zaoqiu moved some hospital beds and sat beside him to feed Zhong Guanbai.

Later, he was able to eat a little bit of solid food, and later, Zhong Guanbai was able to eat with a plate by himself, and even played games with the game console sent by classmate Xiao He. Lu Zaoqiu still didn't speak.Lu Zaoqiu would ask the doctors and nurses about the situation in each period, would say thank you to those who came to visit Zhong Guanbai, and would go outside the ward to answer the phone, but he never spoke to Zhong Guanbai.

Zhong Guanbai took his mobile phone and typed, telling Tang Xiaoli what happened to him: Chief Lu ignored me.

Tang Xiaoli replied: What do you mean I ignored you?I don't believe it, you really don't know what to do. [pig head]

Zhong Guanbai didn't understand why Tang Xiaoli suddenly changed: Really!He won't talk to me!

Tang Xiaoli: Have you not brushed your teeth since you woke up? [baring teeth]

Zhong Guanbai: ...

Zhong Guanbai: ...Fart.

Zhong Guanbai: He even kissed me.

……

Zhong Guanbai: It’s been a long time.

Zhong Guanbai: Really.

On a certain day when Lu Zaoqiu was going to the college to attend classes, Tang Xiaoli came. As soon as he entered the door, he turned on the TV screen in the ward without saying a word, connected his mobile phone to Bluetooth, and played the video.The video picture and sound are synthesized together in post-production.The picture is a clip of the monitoring screen of the recording studio, the sound is the recording of the concerto, and the melody of the first piano has been superimposed into it.

Before the video started playing, Zhong Guanbai was still joking with Tang Xiaoli. Suddenly, when the timpani and double bass were played, his smile and words froze.

Zhong Guanbai watched the frame-by-frame changes of the video, watched Lu Zaoqiu pick up the violin and raised the bow, then put it down again, watched Lu Zaoqiu sit in front of a piano, watched Lu Zaoqiu conducting, and then looked at Lu Zaoqiu alone Sitting alone in front of another piano, with no one around but those black chairs and the music stand.

The name of the concerto was displayed on the cover of the score on the music stand. Zhong Guanbai vaguely recalled that he had thought of using this title a long time ago.

The name is what he wants it to be, and the music is what he wants it to be.

Both the solo violin and the second piano are so restrained, the emotions are leaked from the restraint inadvertently, and the listener doesn't even know which note hits his heart.But the first piano is so unfettered, every place is full of emotions.When Tang Xiaoli listened to the recording later, he wondered why Qin Zhao mistook the player who played the piano, because that was not Lu Zaoqiu's way of playing, and unlike Lu Zaoqiu's way of expression, it was indeed Zhong Guanbai.

If you love someone for too many years, you will become that person.

This is not a love story, this is a simple fact that cannot be disputed.

After everything returned to silence, Zhong Guanbai sat on the bed with no expression on his face and could not speak. After a long time, he asked, "When did this happen?"

Tang Xiaoli gave Zhong Guanbai a photo.Not many people developed photos like they did in the past, so Tang Xiaoli went to develop that one on purpose.The shooting was not very good. It was taken with a mobile phone through the car window. There was a faint mist inside the window, and there was heavy snow outside the window. In the distance, there was a figure in a black coat, with a few faint patches on his head and shoulders. The visible snow, and in the distance, there are patches of red lanterns and thousands of lights, which melt together with the night snow.

"Years ago." Tang Xiaoli said, "I guess he hasn't told you yet. He said that you should rest in peace and recuperate, and asked us not to talk to you about work. The movie is being filmed, and he has finished all the required soundtracks."

Zhong Guanbai pinched the photo and touched the back in the middle.

"He spent the New Year alone." Zhong Guanbai said.

Tang Xiaoli sat on the chair and crossed his legs alluringly: "You still blame people for ignoring you."

"I don't blame him." Zhong Guanbai said, "I just can't figure it out. I'm afraid he won't be happy."

"He must be so happy that he can't speak." Tang Xiaoli lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being discovered by Lu Zaoqiu, who was not in the ward at all, "You know, you probably won't believe it if you tell us. You don't believe it. The day you woke up was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Chief Lu sent red envelopes to all his friends. Can you believe it? Lu Zaoqiu, send red envelopes to everyone." Tang Xiaoli said again heavily, with an extreme feeling Unbelievable and pretending to repeat it with vague disgust, "Send out that kind of cheap red envelopes, Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the ward opened. Lu Zaoqiu stood at the door, watching him finish his last "good luck".

Tang Xiaoli unconsciously retracted Erlang's legs, sat upright, coughed, stood up, and said, "Chief Lu, I have something else to do. It seems that there is a scene with Qin Zhao today. It seems that, um, that's right. I'm going to visit a class, let's go first, goodbye."

Lu Zaoqiu let the door open, Tang Xiaoli gave Zhong Guanbai a wink, and went out.

There was still a video on the TV screen, and the bluetooth was automatically disconnected after Tang Xiaoli walked a long way with his mobile phone.

Zhong Guanbai watched Lu Zaoqiu turn off the TV, bit his lip for a long time, and waved for a long time before saying, "Lu Zaoqiu, come here."

Lu Zaoqiu went over, sat beside him, looked at him, and didn't speak.

"Come up." Zhong Guanbai went to pull Lu Zaoqiu's hand, and at the same time moved a little away from the hospital bed, "It won't touch the wound, there are many layers of gauze, and it's almost healed."

Zhong Guanbai begged for a long time before Lu Zaoqiu lay on his side and embraced Zhong Guanbai from behind.

The hospital bed was not wide enough, the two of them were tightly pressed together, Lu Zaoqiu's chin rested on Zhong Guanbai's neck, and his lips gently kissed behind his ear.

"When I can get out of bed, let's go see the teacher together. The teacher made osmanthus cakes. I heard that there are also small glutinous rice balls and red bean fillings. Mr. He said that if I don't go, Xiao He will eat them all by himself. Already." Zhong Guan Baiwo suggested in Lu Zaoqiu's arms.

Lu Zaoqiu did not speak.

Zhong Guanbai only felt the regular faint breathing sound around his neck, and after a while, he got another kiss behind his ear.

"Bring the goose back again, the weather is getting warmer. I'm afraid that if I don't go for a long time, the goose won't recognize me anymore and call someone else's father."

Another kiss.

"Let's go and see Ying Ru, shall we?"

a kiss.

"When the movie is finished, all the soundtracks will not be changed again. Let's go to France for a while and take the geese with us. There is a lake and flower fields over there...why don't we rent out the previous house? ?You can see the sea, you carry me to the seaside, and I will read poems to you."

Still a kiss.

"Also, I have to invite Qin Zhao and the others to dinner. I have agreed before, what to eat... the hairy crabs in Yangcheng Lake, the hosta fish in Dongting Lake, it seems that it is not the season to eat fish and crabs. Yes, in early autumn, the doctor said that I can eat crabmeal dumplings now?"

Lu Zaoqiu smiled lowly, and went out to buy crabmeat dumplings.

Zhong Guanbai was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling like crying.

He groped for the mobile phone by the bedside, found Lu Yingru's number, looked at it for a long time, drank another glass of water, then dialed the phone and asked, "Sister Yingru, how are you doing now?"

Lu Yingru's voice was as usual, cold and concise, all the busyness and unbearable pressure and emotions of ordinary people were buried under two words: "It's okay."

These days, Zhong Guanbai has seen the whole picture of the matter in the past news, or in other words, the whole picture that everyone thinks, a relative truth.As for the result and the end, I don't know if it hasn't come yet, or if it was suppressed by someone, anyway, he couldn't find it.Like many big events, when they broke out, there was a bang, as if there was only one piece of news left in the whole world. As for the follow-up, it was like the smoke and dust after the fireworks salute, and it didn't know where it went.

Maybe every corner of the whole land is scattered with those smoke and dust, but they are too small, submerged in the ever-changing scenery, and become a brick of the prosperous age.

"Then, what about Mr. Lu?" Zhong Guanbai thought for a while, and used that unfamiliar and polite address.

"The verdict is not that fast." Lu Yingru said, "The high probability is a mental hospital."

"Have you ever visited him?" Zhong Guanbai asked.

"No." Lu Yingru said.

Zhong Guanbai had nothing to say, so Lu Yingru asked: "How is your recovery?" The doctor actually reported the situation, and she asked this question just to hear Zhong Guanbai's own feelings.

"Healed pretty quickly." Zhong Guanbai somehow touched the photo Tang Xiaoli gave him, and suddenly changed his mind, "Actually, it's not so fast. It made everyone wait for a long time."

"En." Lu Yingru responded, with a faint smile in his voice, "I still have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

"Wait a minute—" Zhong Guanbai kept touching the photo, as if he wanted to wipe off the snow from the figure's head and shoulders one by one, and even wanted to embrace the figure in his arms, "Sister Ying Ru, Do you know, early autumn doesn't talk...don't talk to me, do you know why...has he ever had a time like this before..."

Lu Yingru patiently listened to Zhong Guanbai's muttering for a long time before saying, "Yes."

Zhong Guanbai is still recovering from his injuries. She didn't want to tell him at first, but after thinking about it for a while, she still said it out: "The state in early autumn was a bit like when he was depressed before. He was afraid of relapse, so he has been seeing a doctor recently."