Gu Nianruochu

Wei Siyuan only had one class on Monday morning, and Yin Xu came over to take him to school as usual in the morning. He wanted to apply for a master's degree in music conducting, and now he was going to start preparing his portfolio for interviews, so he has been sorting out recently. I am also creating new songs for my previous works.

Yin Xu’s jet lag has long been reversed, but if he drives Wei Siyuan to school in 5 minutes, Wei Siyuan can also save 15 minutes to have a simple breakfast with him, so he can beat the wake-up call every day with full anticipation. Qi succeeded in getting up early.

Yin Xu left Wei Siyuan at the school gate and told him that he couldn't pick him up due to rehearsal at noon, but he wanted to come and have dinner with him in the evening.

Wei Siyuan didn't say whether it's okay, anyway, the result won't be much different if he refuses or not, and he doesn't have to say such cruel words to deliberately embarrass the other party, so he got out of the car with his schoolbag on his back when he found out. He walked into the teaching building without looking back.

Before the class, the professor specially asked Wei Siyuan to come to his office after class. He didn't know what it was and thought it was related to the work he was creating, so he didn't ask much. After class, he packed up the things on the desktop and went Professor's office.

"Come on, sit down, you don't need to stand." The professor is a white-haired old man, and Wei Siyuan can't tell whether he is 60 or 70 years old. They seem to age very quickly after reaching a certain age, and their faces are full of wrinkles. His hair was white and ravaged by the traces of time.

Wei Siyuan sat on the chair opposite him, holding his schoolbag in front of him, waiting for the other party to tell him what he wanted to say.

"That's right, the New York Philharmonic Orchestra contacted us. They have a Saturday afternoon concert (Saturday Matinee) recently, and they want to invite you to be the conductor, and they use your piece of music." The professor helped the falling Reading Glasses, picked out one of the hundreds of emails in his e-mail box, showed it to Wei Siyuan and said, "I'm very happy that your song was selected, but you can decide whether you want to go or not, I know you I am very busy recently and may not be able to spare time to prepare, but if you can have more performance experience, it will certainly be good for your profession.”

"I'm sorry, professor, but I want to know how my piece was selected by them, because," Wei Siyuan paused, a little confused, "I've only performed this piece in school, and it hasn't been published yet."

"I don't know exactly how this decision was made. There are many reasons. Your friend who is a violinist is also one of the invited artists. He has learned about your music and made some efforts for you. In addition, we The school's evening party is open to the public, and some of them may come to see it and be impressed with you." The professor smiled kindly, "In short, this is a very good opportunity, you think about it yourself, just give me an answer before this Friday .”

Wei Siyuan understood what the professor meant, and then came out of the office with his schoolbag on his back. In the corridor, he ran into a classmate from the composition class, the same classmate who asked Yin Xu for his autograph before. Wei Siyuan greeted her, and then went to go outside.

The sky was a bit dark, and the rain clouds in the distance were low and low, and the thick water mist surrounded the high-rise buildings in the distance, almost hiding half of the buildings.

"Congratulations, Wei Siyuan, I heard that your piece has been selected by the New York Philharmonic."

"Well, yes, thank you." Wei Siyuan nodded dully, and smiled nonchalantly at the students next to him. Many people he knew or didn't recognize congratulated him one after another. It seemed that the news of his being selected had become a Biggest news this morning.

But Wei Siyuan himself has no real sense of this at all, and he even has a vague sense of loss, not the kind of honor to be favored by authority, but a sense of guilt that he feels that he has got something that he doesn't deserve.

The classmates saw that his reaction was flat, and he didn't have the kind of vanity that makes him arrogant when he has a small achievement. They also praised him for his indifference to fame and fortune, and said to him: "I heard that your song was recommended by Yin Xu. .”

"Really." Wei Siyuan glanced at her inexplicably.

"Yeah, that's what everyone said, because he was also invited, so he must want to share the stage with you. It's different to have a strong follower, so when it comes to dating, you still need to find an excellent partner, so It's so romantic to make each other successful."

Wei Siyuan was silent for a few seconds, "I'm not with him."

The classmate actually praised him from the bottom of his heart, but Wei Siyuan heard this sentence with a different meaning. The more he thought about it, the more awkward he felt, recalling that after he was found by Yin Xu, he had to drive for the 10-minute walk to school Give yourself away, take him to eat at a very expensive restaurant, send the 10,000+ violin back to him, and book a theater for an ordinary date with him, and now even he has to secretly give him the opportunity to perform Arrange yourself.

Thinking of this, Wei Siyuan couldn't help loathing himself, he was like a little lover who was taken care of by Yin Xu, or the kind of useless trash who just used a relationship to raise his status.

What's more, he and Yin Xu are nothing.

"But Yin Xu has already made public his feelings for you, I thought you guys already..."

Wei Siyuan interrupted the other party and repeated, "I'm not with him."

Unknowingly, his face became solemn, and his eyes darkened, scaring the chattering classmates next to him, so he hurriedly said goodbye to him and walked away by himself.

Wei Siyuan took a car to a Chinese supermarket a little far away from where he lived to buy a lot of meat and vegetables. Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and the Lunar New Year will soon be here. Several Chinese classmates asked him if they want to eat hot pot together. He is used to living by himself. I didn't want to agree, but in order to avoid spending too much time alone with Yin Xu, I still agreed and suggested that I could go to his house.

Yin Xu was not happy when he heard the news, but he was afraid that Wei Siyuan would not bring him with him, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous even if he was unhappy. He just hoped that those people would hurry up and leave after eating, and let him stay with Wei Siyuan for a longer time alone. .

When Wei Siyuan got home, he sorted the meat he bought and put it in the freezer, then kept the vegetables fresh, and thawed a pack of small yellow croakers in the freezer, fried them later and ate half of the egg rolls.

When Yin Xu came, he happened to wrap the thawed small yellow croaker in flour, and when he came in, he was carrying a bottle of red wine in his hand, his slightly messy hair was still stained with the rain from the outside. When he saw Wei Siyuan, he smiled happily at him, "Siyuan, you received good news today, let's celebrate tonight." After finishing speaking, he carefully looked at his face, "What's wrong with you?"

Standing in front of him, Wei Siyuan's originally calm face suddenly became a little annoyed, and asked him, "You recommended my song?"

"Yeah, what did I do wrong?" The smile on Yin Xu's face slowly faded, and he looked at Wei Siyuan uneasily, "I just want to make you happy, and I hope your works can be known to more people."

"Do I need to rely on you? Wouldn't I work hard to get what I want?" Wei Siyuan blurted out, with obvious anger, his eyes were cold and gloomy, like a deep pool that the sun cannot shine on, " I have nothing to do with you, am I so worthless that I need you to come forward to get a chance?"

Yin Xu's eye circles turned red in almost a second, and he stared at Wei Siyuan tightly, as if he was pissed off. He didn't expect Wei Siyuan to think about it this way. He obviously just wanted to make Wei Siyuan happier, but Wei Siyuan's The first reaction was to look at him with suspicion.

The head in his chest was set on fire, and it was burning fiercely. He couldn't help but raised his voice and shouted back, "Their music director has already taken a fancy to you to conduct, Beethoven's Eighth Symphony, I just thought 'since the opportunity is so rare, wouldn't it be better to bring my own songs' so I suggested to them, if you don't believe me, you can ask yourself." Then he took out the phone and stuffed it into Wei Siyuan's flour-stained face hand, "Go and ask now!"

Wei Siyuan was silent for a few seconds, went out to the balcony to make a phone call, and came back a few minutes later with a complicated expression. He seemed to have figured out what was going on and calmed down. Returning it to Yin Xu, Yin Xu sullenly refused to look at him until he took the phone back.

The two stood a short distance away from each other, silent for a while, the atmosphere became very oppressive, Wei Siyuan had the illusion that he was about to cry Yin Xu, and then he heard him grit his teeth, and said in a firm tone, "Your If the music is not good enough, what good is it for me to recommend you? The New York Philharmonic is not a grocery store owned by my family. How can I force them to use you? If you don’t like to use your music, don’t use it. Why do you have to use this reason to distance yourself from me? Do you think I recommend you because you are worthless? That’s how you see yourself? You study so hard to receive a scholarship, and create your own works so hard, do you still think Do you need to rely on me to get a chance?"

Wei Siyuan stopped talking, as if his throat was blocked, and he himself got angry first, and he blamed Yin Xu by mistake. Now he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only look at it with wide eyes. Yin Xu.

Yin Xu turned around and sat down on the sofa, as if he was angry at him for treating him unfairly, but also as if he was wronged by a child who did something wrong, "Anyway, in your eyes, I don't like you, it's wrong to like you It's also wrong, admiring you is also looking down on you."

Wei Siyuan walked beside him and whispered to him, "I'm sorry."

What Yin Xu wanted was not these words at all. He knew that Wei Siyuan's uneasiness and distrust stemmed from his various selfish and willful behaviors in the past. Tell him to yourself "I don't need him" and push him away when you get the chance.

So he was the one who wanted to apologize, never Wei Siyuan.

Yin Xu still lowered his head, his tone was very depressed, "I don't want you to apologize to me."

"Aren't you angry?" Wei Siyuan poked his flour-stained face with his flour-stained fingers, and wiped a white mark.

"Do I dare to be angry with you? You scolded me wrong, so I can feel aggrieved. Anyway, I won't be praised, and I will be scolded as soon as I get home. I..." He suddenly couldn't continue, he never Wei Siyuan felt a faint sense of loneliness. He didn't understand why he just wanted to love Wei Siyuan, but in the end it turned into distress, "It's all my fault. I didn't even like you well enough. Don't apologize to me."

Wei Siyuan also wiped the other side of his face with flour. Hearing what he said, he felt a little astringent. He was very close to Yin Xu, so he sat down with a gentle pull, and was wrapped in his arms. Struggling thoughts.

"Then what do you want?"

As soon as Yin Xu heard Wei Siyuan's words, his heart pounded, and he pressed his face to his neck, and said sullenly, "I want you to stay with me only from tomorrow until the Chinese New Year, and not with others. Pass."

"You..." Wei Siyuan knew he was in the wrong, and felt a little helpless, "Okay, I'll call my classmates later and tell them not to come over tomorrow. Let me go first."

"Hold for 1 minutes."

"No, I'm going to cook, let go. Do you want to eat?"