Treading snow to find mud

What Chen Yi took Tang Yao to was the second floor of the antique shop next to the school, where he stayed now.

Tang Yao lived in a remote place, which gave him the feeling of a paradise. Chen Yi drove all the way to the city center, and the traffic jam became more serious as he got to the city center. Chen Yi dared not Slightly lowering his eyes, he looked at Tang Yao's hand on his knee.

The fingers of those hands are still slender and beautiful, and they are still strong, but on the phalanges of the fingers, there are clearly fine and fine scars. These scars are very familiar to Chen Yi, and after three years, the scars have only faded a little, most of them have faded away. It's still there, and it's obviously hard to get rid of it.

Chen Yi couldn't help raising his eyes slightly again, Tang Yao's side face was still as quiet as he remembered, it hadn't changed at all, the three years had little effect on him, and it was not even different from how thin he was when he left , it seems that the severe injury still left a lot of traces. When he left, Tang Yao's drug addiction was not even cleared. He couldn't accompany him to the end. Chen Yi could only use Today's piano instead.

It took Chen Yi two years to learn the art of violin making. In fact, he came back a year ago, but because the violin he made for Tang Yao hadn't been completed, he could only continue to endure until today. Come see Tang Yao.

After about an hour, finally arrived at the destination, Chen Yi parked the car at the entrance of the alley, and said to Tang Yao, "I'll put your piano in the car, come with me."

"Okay." After Tang Yao got out of the car, Chen Yi grabbed his hand again.

But this is a matter of course, he couldn't see the unfamiliar place, and someone else would come to pull him, besides, Chen Yi's way of pulling his hand was the same as that of other people, there was no difference.

The sounds of traffic, people, and noise gradually disappeared. Tang Yao felt that they seemed to have entered a deep alley, and in one of the deep alleys, Chen Yi stopped and pushed open a door.

Tang Yao followed Chen Yi into the door, and he smelled a very pleasant scent of lavender, and at the same time, there seemed to be a smell of wood. Chen Yi reminded him at the stairs: "There are stairs ahead, walk carefully."

"Yes." Tang Yao nodded and followed Chen Yi upstairs.

The stairs made a "creak, creak" sound under the trampling of two people, which seemed to have a feeling of being ancient and far away from the hustle and bustle.

Going upstairs, Chen Yi let go of Tang Yao and turned on the light first, then went to pull Tang Yao, and said to Tang Yao: "You sit here, I'll bring you the piano."

"it is good."

In fact, Tang Yao also guessed a little bit. At the beginning, Chen Yi left to make pianos. He reappeared in front of him after three years. Adding guesses, and now, Chen Yi said this, he once again felt that Chen Yi's behavior style was really straightforward, and it was actually really easy to understand him.

Chen Yi brought the first violin, put it in front of Tang Yao and said, "I have made three violins in total, and each one is slightly different. This one is made after your grandmother's violin."

Tang Yao didn't expect there to be three, so he couldn't help asking, "Let me choose?"

"Well, pick the one you find most comfortable." Chen Yi replied

"That's not bad." Tang Yao said, and put his hands on the strings.

With the sound of "Zheng", the strings moved, and after a few strokes, a piece of "Mountain and Flowing Water" flowed with the movements of Tang Yao's fingertips, instantly filling the whole room full of woody fragrance.

Seeing Tang Yao playing up, Chen Yi also sat down, and simply brewed tea beside him.

High mountains and flowing water, Boya Ziqi, Chen Yi listened to it, and at the same time remembered that anecdote that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Regardless of his unusual feelings for Tang Yao, can he become Tang Yao's Zhong Ziqi in this life?

And after three years, Chen Yi became more and more sure of one thing, that is, he would never change Tang Yao until his death.