[Titanic] Surprise in the bubble

"Where are you taking me?" We entered first class.Jack obviously didn't like this place, and he immediately said as soon as he entered the door: "I don't want to go to that kind of noble banquet anymore."

"Don't worry, I don't want to see those people now... come with me." I pulled him into a glass door opposite to the direction of the restaurant, and then closed the curtains.

The inside of this house is almost as bright as the outside, because its windows are particularly large and set at a high place, so that people outside cannot easily see inside.

"Isn't this... a place to sing poetry?"

"Well. I just passed by when I was going to the restaurant last night, and I saw a piano here." I dragged him to the piano, and it was placed next to the podium, near the corner, not too conspicuous .

I sat in front of that piano with great interest, lifted the cover, looked at the black and white keys, and pressed them one by one with one hand on them.

Immediately, the piano made a series of regular sounds, and the crisp sound quality carried a different mood in this small, empty classroom.

I saw Jack was surprised that my fingers could walk on it skillfully, and then he simply put an elbow on the top of the piano, raised one eyebrow, quite disapproving, "It seems that you can do this ?”

"Of course." I grinned my teeth triumphantly, then lowered my head, and solemnly put my fingers on the keys.Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes.

The piano keys under my hands seem to be like this, presented in my own mind in the dark, every key is so familiar, and sitting here, when I play the first musical note, I feel like smelling it again. When I got there, I sat in the small classroom, smelling the sun.

In a different world, only this thing can bring me the same feeling.My hands on the piano became smoother and more involved, and the stepping under my feet and the cooperation of my hands were intimate, and the ironing in my heart made me feel peaceful and peaceful from the bottom of my heart.

Strings of musical notes that directly surfaced at the fingertips were connected by the staves into a golden silk, floating around me, like lively little children holding hands. elf.

The sea breeze passed over my head gently, and I was just like in the past, looking for the happy time of childhood in this music, and... the loneliness and regret of growing up.

Before I knew it, I opened my eyes for the first time while playing.I am sitting in this room with wooden floors and white walls, an old brown-red piano and dark curtains.

I looked to the side, there were empty seats, no audience came to listen to the performance, just like before, with me, except for the sunlight, there were only slightly floating curtains.

A feeling of disappointment suddenly surged in my heart, but when I listened carefully, I gradually opened my perspective again.Because I heard a sound, accompanied by a slight rhythmic tapping, it was the sound of thin fingernails touching the surface of the piano.

I almost forgot that there was such a person by my side.

I froze for a while, looking at Jack who was close to me.His blond hair was fluffy with a few small tails on his head, covering his ears on both sides. On his palm-sized white cheeks, there was a warm smile like a spring breeze.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes were slender and curly, thick and fell on the eyelids, looking as cute as a small fan.

He shook his head gently, leaning against the piano, in this dim little room, there seemed to be some translucent light covering his body like cicada wings, taking advantage of his crystal clear skin like crystal, The soft light flickers, making people feel comfortable for no reason.

I looked at him quietly, quietly, not daring to vent my anger, and not daring to call out, just looking at his obedient appearance like that, with the hope in my heart that time could stop at this moment.

I don't even know when I laughed, but on the piano cover, the brown-red piano lacquer reflects my distorted face, but I can still see that I smile so much like him, even now , when I realized it, I still couldn't restrain myself.

I thought, this is an experience I have never had before. Does such a scene really only appear in such a beautiful and legendary dream?

Suddenly, the movements of my subordinates stopped for a moment, because an indescribable sadness suddenly surged in my heart.

"Why don't you play it?" Jack opened his eyes and looked at me strangely.

I pursed my lips, not knowing how to answer him.I just glanced at him, and looked at him for a while, until he was stunned by me, then I lowered my head again and looked at the floor.

On the floor, there is a spot illuminated by the sun, which is dazzlingly bright. Around that spot, the sun is gradually weakened layer by layer. At the place under our two feet, I can only see the upper half of Jack’s body. Shadows, but can't see my own.

"Does it sound good?" I asked suddenly.

He was obviously confused by my question, but he still answered honestly: "Well, it sounds very good!"

Then I laughed again, I think I must be very contradictory, because I suddenly have a feeling that I like this place...

I suddenly began to wish that I was here, not a stranger.I really hope that everything here is real.

I saw those white hands randomly placed, and then I leaned over and held one of them. Before he could react in time, I pulled him from the side of the piano to my own. Next to me, I sat down on the piano bench, arm to arm, shoulder to shoulder.

"you--"

"—Hush!" I pressed my lips with the other hand, then gently lay on his ear and leaned on his shoulder, "I want to play something else for you."

I could feel his body stiffen, but I still felt happy.And playfully held his hands in mine, rubbed them for a while, and put them on the back of my hand.

I think Jack must be on the verge of being stupid, he must not know why I did this, just like a psycho, or... the kind of innocent little girl?

This kind of metaphor made me feel a little funny, but I still maintained a happy mood, because no matter what the reason was, Jack didn't resist, let me fiddle with it, and didn't make a sound.

I raised my head, glanced at him happily, and then gently, with our two hands, pressed the first key...then the second, and the third... ....

I closed my eyes again, quietly feeling the sudden sense of happiness and tranquility, as well as the temperature of his palm on the back of my hand, which was so nostalgic.

It's incredible, even I don't believe it.It turned out to be like this, let this blond-haired young man walk into my heart wishfully...