Affectionate for a long time

K University has a retreat forest. The retreat forest is located in the southeast corner of K University, and few people set foot in it.The Jingxiu forest is a bamboo forest that existed long before K University, because there is a small pavilion named "Jingxiu" in the bamboo forest, it was named "Jingxiu forest."

Not long after school started, Shen Tang was called to England again.The control over there was much stricter than here, Zhuang Moli became a little impatient thinking that he would not see him for another month, but this was not something he could control.He discovered the Jingxiu Forest by accident. He rode a bicycle along the Haoyue Lake in the center of the campus, walked down the southeast fork and walked down a deserted path to the Jingxiu Forest.

It was early summer when I discovered it, and the sun was just right that day, and I was inevitably sweaty all the way here, but when I arrived in this forest, the tranquility and shade climbed up the soles of my feet.The sharp and dense bamboo leaves cover the sky and the sun, and there are a few lucky spots left from the sky, and the place illuminated must be full of vitality, or there are a few clusters of unknown flowers, or a cluster of small hats the size of a thumb mushrooms.

On this day, he rode to this place alone again, and there was no class in the afternoon. Reading in the meditation pavilion in the forest was much better than in the library.

Park your car on the side of the road at will, and don't worry about someone riding away inadvertently.Holding only "White Night Journey", he walked slowly towards the pavilion.

This forest has not changed much, no, it should be said that even if there is a change, it cannot be seen, the dense bamboo forest is the same everywhere.Zhuang Moli suddenly stopped while walking, Lin Zi's voice was a bit wrong today.Instead of the chaotic chirping of birds, it was replaced by a melodious piece of music.

He listened as he walked, and judging from the tone, it should be a violin... Judging from the repertoire, it turned out to be like Chrysler's "Joy of Love"...

"Joy of Love" is Chrysler's famous song!Zhuang Moli kept speeding up his pace, he didn't believe it, he had Chrysler's exclusive CD.He is too familiar with this piece. Although it is quite famous, few violinists choose it for recitals, because it is almost difficult to grasp the jumping, three-degree double tone and the romantic meaning it wants to express.The three-stage performance slowly pushes the song to a climax, and at the end it is still unfinished.

How could someone play it so vividly in this non-conservatory of science university!

Pushing aside the bamboo leaves in front of him and standing outside the meditation pavilion, Zhuang Moli's steps suddenly stopped.

A boy in a white shirt and dark khaki trousers was facing away from him, his slender and well-proportioned body was swaying to the music.On his shoulder is a reddish-brown xylophone, and the melodious and lingering music is constantly streaming down the strings.

He couldn't help but walked forward, but the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.Looking at the broken dead branches under his feet, Zhuang Moli felt guilty, "Student, I'm sorry." He raised his voice.

The boy turned his head slowly, and Zhuang Moli met his amber eyes with obvious anger.

"Sorry to bother you." Zhuang Moli apologized again, and was about to turn around and leave.Suddenly, there was a voice like jewels colliding with each other from behind, "Stop!"

"Student, is there anything else?"

"What's your name?" he asked.

It's just interrupting the song, I won't seek revenge!Zhuang Moli thought so, but still reported his name, "Zhuang Moli."

"come over."

Why!I complained like this in my heart, but my body turned around and walked towards him very honestly and uselessly. After all, I was still at fault.Zhuang Moli didn't see the boy's face until he walked three steps away from him.The facial features are still Asian, but the skin color is typical European and American white.Just looking at it, the tightly knit eyebrows revealed a sense of arrogance.The collar of his shirt was undone with three buttons, revealing his thin white collarbone and fair chest.The sleeves are rolled up to the elbow, lazy but elegant.

"What's the matter?"

"Can you read music?"

"know a little."

"A little?" The boy lowered his eyes, looking thoughtful.He stuffed the violin and bow directly into Zhuang Moli's arms, and turned around to search for something in his backpack.After a while, he straightened up, took a score and put it in front of him, "Read it."

It is a handwritten manuscript without the title of the song.The smooth notes jumped out on the paper, and Zhuang Moli unconsciously read them out according to the notes.

After reading a few sentences, the boy suddenly withdrew the manuscript, folded his arms and looked at him leisurely, his amber eyes gleamed with an unknown light, "Hmph, is this a little better?" Before he could reply, the boy said again, "Just right, I'm in need of an assistant who can read notation, please help me."

you help me?what is this?Zhuang Moli heard his domineering tone, he was obviously the one asking for help, but he didn't have the slightest attitude of asking for help, instead he ordered his subordinates like a superior leader.

"You interrupted my song, so you have to help me find inspiration. You know how difficult "Joy of Love" is to grasp?" The boy seemed to see his displeasure, and added this specious explanation.

Looking at the empty retreat forest, Zhuang Moli nodded slightly, remembering the melodious song just now.This time it was his fault, the retreat forest was very quiet, and he probably didn't expect anyone to disturb him, so he practiced this difficult repertoire.

The boy seemed satisfied with his answer, and his face softened a lot.He moved the schoolbag away, deliberately vacating a clean place for him.Zhuang Moli sat down unceremoniously, and looked at the sheet music that the boy handed him again just now.Never heard of them, or even heard of them.

The boy made an agreement with him that he would play in the order of the manuscript, and if there was any discrepancy with the score, he would record it with a pencil.

The scores are of different styles, sometimes soothing and sometimes exciting.The more Zhuang Moli listened to it, the more frightened he became. Judging from the manuscript, these all seemed to be original.

He raised his head that had been lowered all the time, and seeing the smooth and elegant movements and relaxed manner of the boy playing the piano, he couldn't help but greatly changed his image. A talented person can bear some minor flaws.

The whole afternoon, the boy didn't stop much.When they stopped in the middle, they just concentrated on revising the manuscript according to his marks, and the two of them basically didn't speak.Zhuang Moli looked at his concentrated movements and the flying pen tip, and suddenly remembered Shen Tang when he was concentrating on painting, his eyes gradually softened.

Xiao Na felt that his gaze was getting hotter and hotter. When he raised his head, he met Zhuang Moli's eyes.The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then looked away in embarrassment.

"Hey, what...my manuscript is almost changed..."

"Okay, then I'll go first." It's useless to stay longer, Zhuang Moli picked up the one that was in his hand, turned and left the meditation pavilion.

"Zhuang Moli!"

Almost out of the forest, the man's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.When he turned his head, the boy was standing in the booth looking at him, "Is there anything else?" He asked.

"Shauna! My name."