night sky train

After coming out of the practice room, Wei Yi turned out of the school gate and walked towards the second concert hall of Paineland Conservatory of Music on the street outside the school.

Soon, a man walked up quickly and followed behind Wei Yi, "Mr. Evans, aren't you going home?"

Wei Yi glanced at him and said, "I want to go to a concert."

The driver who took him home these days was watching him a little too closely.In the past, the driver just took him home and did not restrict his actions, but now he follows him wherever he goes, and even if he stays outside for a long time, he is gently reminded that it is time to go home.

Wei Yi thought for a while and asked, "What's the matter?"

But the driver said, "It's all right, sir, if you want to go to the concert, I'll wait for you at the door."

A concert lasted more than an hour, and Wei Yi was too embarrassed to make him wait outside, so he took out a ticket from his bag and handed it over, saying: "The professor gave me an extra ticket, if you don't mind, We can listen together."

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we got home.Evans' home is located on a hillside far away from the city center, and the villa has a vast area of ​​surrounding gardens and lawns.The mansion was brightly lit at night, and the street lamps in the garden were also on.

As soon as Wei Yi entered the door, Ben Ruo greeted him, "William, why is it so late today?"

"I went to the concert."

"Let's eat." Ben took the backpack for him, "If you don't go home, Chris won't even bother to come down to eat."

"...Is that so?" Wei Yi looked up upstairs, and Chris's study was behind.His uncle is usually busy with work in the company, and even after returning home, he stays alone in the study, bedroom or gym. Except for the necessary time to eat together every day, Wei Yi seems transparent in front of him.

But Wei Yi could understand Ben's efforts to repair the relationship between the two of them, so he said, "I'm going to change clothes and come down to eat."

Wei Yi lived on the south side of the third floor, which was also the room he used to live in.During the days when he left the UK, Ben still cleaned his room regularly every day. When Wei Yi returned here five years ago, he found that everything seemed so familiar, even the family photo album on the desk. No relocation.

Wei Yi took off his coat and changed into home clothes.He went to the window and opened it for ventilation. The night outside the window was brilliant. His room was facing the garden downstairs, and he could see the rolling hills in the distance and the scattered city lights scattered among them.

The flowers in the garden were in full bloom, and when Wei Yi lowered his head, he saw a small circle of flower beds in the center of the garden, with bright yellow golden branches and jade leaves blooming softly under the street lamps.

Wei Yi watched quietly for a while, then turned and left the room, and went downstairs.

Only Wei Yi and Chris were at the dinner table.When the two were together in the same space, Wei Yi tried to avoid talking to Chris.When he first arrived home five years ago, he still wanted to get close to Chris, but after experiencing several endings of being pissed off and quarreling, Wei Yi finally chose to give up communicating.

The two ate dinner in silence. Ben specially made Wei Yi's favorite Chinese tomato stewed beef. Wei Yi was concentrating on eating when he suddenly heard Chris say, "Did you go to the concert tonight?"

Wei Yi stopped his chopsticks, but the meat in his mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, so he could only nod with puffed cheeks, "Mmm."

Chris didn't look at him, he still cut the steak slowly and said, "I didn't meet any strange people."

Wei Yi asked with a question mark: "What kind of strange person?"

"Nothing." Chris asked inexplicably, and didn't mean to explain.But the more Wei Yi thought about it, the more he couldn't understand, because Chris rarely took the initiative to talk to him.

"What happened?" Wei Yi asked, "Why are there strange people?"

Chris was very cold: "I said nothing."

Wei Yi knew that if he asked any more questions, the little patience Chris had with him would be exhausted immediately, so he had no choice but to stop talking and concentrate on eating.

After a quiet dinner, Chris wiped his mouth with a napkin, and casually said to Wei Yi: "Go to the company in a few days and sign the ownership transfer contract of the William Library."

Wei Yi was stunned.

The William Library is a private library designed by Wei Yi's grandfather.Wei Yi's grandfather is a well-known architect. As early as when Helen was pregnant with Wei Yi, the old man designed this library with his own hands. He named it "William" and gave it to his beloved. grandson.

It's a pity that the old man passed away early, leaving Weiyi only this architectural masterpiece that has amazed countless designers.

Later, when something happened at home, Wei Yi transferred almost all the inheritance left to him by his parents, grandparents, and grandfather, together with the library, to Chris's name.

His idea was very simple. His father was in debt, but the task of repaying the debt fell to his uncle. He didn't understand anything, so he could only use all the money in his body to supplement his uncle, hoping to help him.

Wei Yi didn't expect his uncle to still keep this library.

"The library... I have transferred the ownership to you." Wei Yi said, "It is already your property, Chris."

"If you are asked to sign, you will sign." Chris said coldly, "There are also all the shares, real estate, and gold reserves. Joanna will let you sign the contract and take it back."

Wei Yi hesitated and said: "Didn't you use these to pay off the debt? How did you..."

Chris had a sarcastic look on his face, "They asked you to pay back the money, but you really want to pay back the money honestly? You really deserve to be the child born to your parents, and you are really innocent and innocent."

Wei Yi kept a blank face and said nothing.Benben was packing up the dinner plate, but he couldn't help but say a little reproachfully: "Chris, William just wanted to help you."

Chris put down the knife and fork with a cold face, got up and left the table.

Ben came over to comfort him and said, "William, Chris just doesn't speak well, so don't take it to heart."

Wei Yi forced a smile, "It's okay, I know."

Three days later, the show at Pansy Hall officially began.

In the dressing room, Wei Yi was wearing a black suit. The suit fit him very well, outlining his narrow waistline just right.The fluffy light brown hair was pressed with hairspray to make it look more smooth and shiny.He obediently stood in front of the mirror, letting the makeup artist tie a bow tie on himself, and straighten the collar of his shirt.

"Put on some lipstick?" the makeup artist unscrewed a tube of red lip gloss and asked him with a smile.

Wei Yi was puzzled: "Why do you wear lipstick?"

The makeup artist stuck out her tongue: "I want to paint."

Wei Yi didn't care about these, nodded: "Whatever."

The light red lip glaze was applied on Wei Yi's lips, the makeup artist looked at it and said, "Okay, let's go for the show."

Wei Yi nodded, and left the dressing room with the band members.

"You're so selfish!" Another makeup artist came over and said excitedly, "The way he puts on lipstick is too sexy, my God."

"Hmph, I've wanted to put lipstick on him for a long time, how about it, the effect is good."

"No, no, strange things are beginning to appear in my mind."

"Stop!"

Pansy Hall is the most famous concert hall of the Paineland Conservatory of Music. Tonight, the Lancheng Symphony Orchestra, one of the best in the world, will perform on stage, together with William Evans, recognized as the best pianist of the Paineland Conservatory of Music. With cooperation, the hall will soon be full of seats.

In the spotlight, everyone takes their place.Wei Yi was surrounded by the orchestra in a half-ring shape in front of the middle, with a familiar grand piano in front of him, and crowds in front of him and behind him.

He is too familiar with this scene.During the four years of studying in Paineland, he participated in large and small performances, ranging from daily performances among students in the college to large-scale concerts. His tutor, Professor Kleinman, never gave him a chance to take a breather, not to remind him Hurrying to let him practice the piano is just to take him to the performance.Wei Yi felt a little lazy or unwilling to rehearse, and the serious old man blew his beard and stared, jumping up and down to scold him.

"If you only want to rely on your talent and don't want to sweat, you will always be a mediocre genius!"

"Practice! Practice! Give me serious practice!"

Wei Yi did not dare to disobey this irascible teacher at all, so he had to practice piano diligently, at least eight hours a day, sometimes even ten hours.

Under the stormy whipping of his mentor, Wei Yi grew up at an astonishing speed in four years.If Dalia taught him aura, sensibility and freedom, then Kleiman abruptly cut off the messy branches and leaves that he had grown loosely for many years, straightened all his crooked branches, and wanted him to grow straight into a tree. Leafy tree.

Now Wei Yi has completely put lights, crowds and cameras out of his body. In repeated drills and actual combat, the stage is no longer the stage, and the stage has become a part of the piano bench under him.

That's just where he sits, it could be anywhere.

As the baton was raised, the orchestra beside him played the orchestra. Wei Yi silently counted the beats in his heart, looked straight at the score, touched the cool and smooth keys with his fingers, and pressed the first note in the melodious symphony.

After the concert, a man in charge rushed backstage in a suit, "Is William Evans there?"

Wei Yi just sat down to drink water when he heard the words and stood up.People from the Lancheng Symphony Orchestra were also crowded in the background. He was not tall, so he had to stand on tiptoe and say, "I'm here."

"Let's go, let's go to the lobby, don't take off your makeup yet." The person in charge said, "There are a bunch of people outside waiting to interview you and take pictures of you. And everyone in the orchestra, let's go out together!"

One band member couldn't help complaining: "I've taken tens of thousands of photos, bro, can't I just let this beautiful cutie do an interview?"

"It's not a gentleman to let a beauty face long guns and short guns alone." Another person smiled and pushed him, "Let's go."

A group of people walked out noisily, Wei Yi lagging behind.He stopped the person in charge and said, "I want to go to the bathroom first, is that okay?"

"Of course, we're in the lobby on the first floor, just come down when the time comes."

Wei Yi left the backstage and turned around the long corridor to find the bathroom. Unexpectedly, there was a notice posted on the door of the men's bathroom on the second floor, saying that this room is under maintenance, please move to other floors.

Wei Yi had no choice but to go downstairs.There were too many reporters in the lobby on the first floor, so he found the relatively inconspicuous side ladder and quickly slipped down. Fearing that he would be caught and unable to go to the bathroom, his figure flashed and quickly turned into the corridor.

Fortunately, the bathroom on the first floor was working normally, Wei Yi washed his hands, opened the door and went out.

Going out of the bathroom, turn left is the safety exit, and turn right leads to the hall.Wei Yi walked through the long corridor to the right, the hall on the first floor was noisy, and the room was brightly lit.

Among the crowd who came and went in suits or evening gowns, a tall man was wearing a slim and simple black shirt and gray slacks, with one hand in his trousers pocket, and the other casually throwing a paper cup taken from an automatic water dispenser into the garbage can.

Wei Yi is still walking forward step by step, the corridor seems to be infinitely elongated, all the voices recede, the picture is blurred, and the brain speed slows down.

The man looked at him, then smiled, turned and walked towards him.

Wei Yi panted slowly.He still thought he was dreaming, so he didn't dare to look away or breathe hard to break the dream. His body and brain were separated on the spot, and his legs were still moving forward unconsciously, but his nerves had drifted to an unknown direction.

There are still two meters away from the exit of the corridor.The man has long legs and big strides, and he walked up to him in a few steps.

After taking the last step, Wei Yi will completely leave the corridor and enter the hall. Everyone will see him, and all the reporters in the hall will turn their attention to the protagonist of tonight.

From the corner of his eye, he even caught a glimpse of the stairs in the center, the reception desk, the windows, a corner of the main entrance of the hall, and the back of the Lancheng Symphony Orchestra who was being interviewed.

In the distance of the last step, he was pushed back by a hand.

"Little pianist." Chen Jifeng put his arm around his waist, and smiled softly, "I've got it."