When I came out I picked up a nemesis

After returning to the room, Xie Ruiyan opened the curtains, picked up the violin, and leaned on the bow, feeling strange and familiar.

It’s just that I haven’t touched the piano for more than a month, and I already miss that when I pick it up, it’s like playing all the songs I like, and all the unpleasantness in my heart is left behind. The touch is more real.

This violin does not look more than four digits, but Xie Ruiyan does not hold any prejudice against musical instruments, even a cheap violin is more beautiful and moving than himself.

Xie Ruiyan doesn't need a good violin, he just needs it to be suitable for him. After he synchronizes with the violin, his fingers are the key to the beautiful melody.

Xie Ruiyan put the score on the music stand, adjusted the violin, stepped back to a distance of [-] centimeters, carefully watched the semi-finished score and played the melody, and then put down the violin to modify.

1-3-6-3，6-6-5-3，6-5-3-2-1…

When the sky outside the window is completely bright, a song has just formed.

Can't say it's perfect, but at least it's written.

For half a year, Xie Ruiyan thought that he would never be able to write any more melodies. This "Serenade" that came with dreams in the early hours of the morning could come to an end smoothly, thanks to Han Qiao who told him that he must keep in touch with his host family and also Relax your mind, eat well, and pay attention to life itself.

This is also the first time since Xie Ruiyan was 14 years old that he did not rely on alcohol and wrote a complete song in a non-excited state-the first song after returning to China was born in Han Qiao's home.

Although he was regarded as a cat or a dog in Han Qiao's hilarity, Xie Ruiyan never forgot to discuss the matter and thank Han Qiao who encouraged him to contact Uta.

As for the way of thanking - Xie Ruiyan was going to make insinuations, leaving Han Qiao the chance to name the violin piece.

Less than a week later, a dining bell traveled across the ocean and arrived at Han Qiao's home. It was the one that the hostess Uta had been using for many years.

Uta attached a piece of paper under the dining bell, which was written in Chinese.

"I ordered the dinner bell at home, please don't worry, give it to your friend! Your friend, Jo, has special preferences and attaches great importance to you. I think he likes this gift. Looking forward to the future, If you come to Austria again, my children and I would also like to visit China."

Xie Ruiyan replied to Emma immediately, and when she received the meal bell, she expressed her shock and admiration for Uta's Chinese learning.

Afterwards, Xie Ruiyan gave the dinner bell to Han Qiao, told about interesting things that happened when he was boarding, and tried to pick out the content that had not been posted in the forum.

He didn't want Han Qiao to know that he was the one who said good-bye to Han Qiao for two months, the one who acted like a baby, and the one who ran away after shouting that he was trash.

Too shameful, too useless to speak.

Han Qiao looked at the dining bell of the fantasy unicorn girl fan, and liked it very much, but declined: "This is too expensive, and it is a dining bell that you like very much, so why don't you give it to me."

"You hold your hand out, palm up."

Han Qiao did as he was told.

Xie Ruiyan raised the dining bell and placed it on Han Qiao's palm.

"Uta said it was for you. I never take people's favors, and I hope Mr. Han will not—"

"Don't be ungrateful, I know, I'll accept it." Han Qiao smiled, and put the new dinner bell and the transparent one at home side by side, "You and Ms. Uta have a good relationship, and even across the ocean can't stop your heart." Close to the heart, am I right?"

"What a nasty statement." Xie Ruiyan slightly turned his head away, lowered his eyes and said, "But you are really good at it."

"What can you do?"

Xie Ruiyan's lips trembled twice, and he said the words completely: "Do whatever you want."

Han Qiao smiled more cheerfully, with bright sunlight shining in his eyes.

Xie Ruiyan has only been at his house for a month, not only has he come out of the state of being a dog, but his mouth has also become sweeter.

Han Qiao thought to himself, is this the legendary saying that to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first?

Han Qiao asked: "In your mind, am I such a good person?"

"Yes." After Xie Ruiyan uttered the compliment, the following words became smoother, and it was not as difficult as he imagined, "In my mind, you are a template for a boss. Is there anything you can't do? ?”

Regarding the inexplicable admiration of his former rival, Mr. Han spread his hands: "In fact, my professional skills are more inclined to CTO than CEO. It is right to get into the research institute and work hard. There are so many workplace skills that I don't know."

Xie Ruiyan: "For example?"

Han Qiao's smile was like a spring breeze, and he said proudly: "I don't know how to drink, I get drunk with just one drop."

Xie Ruiyan: "?"

Where is the point of pride?

The evil wine table culture belongs to the traditional dross, but learning it is another matter. Xie Ruiyan said in surprise: "You don't know how to drink, how is it possible that others don't persuade you to drink?"

"If I really can't escape it, I will drink some, and then I will be helped back to the room by Zhuang Zhu in a drunken state. But most of the time, I will say that I have a cold and just finished taking cephalosporin. Everyone knows it is an excuse, but they can sell me face."

Xie Ruiyan pinched the bridge of his nose, as if he had figured something out: "So that's how it is."

Han Qiao laughed: "It's your tone, as if you never pour a thousand cups."

Xie Ruiyan sat up straight and imitated spreading his hands: "Almost."

Han Qiao: "Children, bragging can wet the bed, and drinking too much wine can make you bald."

Xie Ruiyan heard this, and hurried to touch the top of his head. In Han Qiao's smile showing eight teeth, he realized that he had been tricked.

"Why are you so worried?" Han Qiao smiled for a while, and went to rua Xie Ruiyan's head, "You have so much hair, you have thick hair, and you don't have the baldness gene."

Xie Ruiyan pouted and looked at the storage cabinet in the living room: "Do you have any wine?"

Han Qiao: "No, I really don't want to drink it. Do I want to drink Bundaberg Sparkling Juice? I personally recommend the blood orange flavor."

"I've drank it, it's good." Xie Ruiyan found that Han Qiao likes this sweet and bitter taste, "Can I buy wine and drink it?"

"Okay, as long as your drunken fist doesn't hit me in the face, and you don't smash things when you're drunk."

Han Qiao thought of the pots and pans smashed by the drunk Liu Ling before, like a typhoon passing through the kitchen, and wanted to make friends with that guy for a long time.

"I really won't get drunk." Xie Ruiyan saw Han Qiao's troubled face, so he said, "I can write you a letter of guarantee."

Unexpectedly, Han Qiao did prepare such a thing.

"I have a ready-made pdf file template on my tablet. I used it for Liu Ling before. For convenience, just sign your initials."

XRY, the three letters are completed in one stroke, the font is elegant and handsome, very handsome.

Xie Ruiyan signed the pledge with a good attitude, while emphasizing: "I will not get drunk."

No one can guarantee that he will not be drunk, but Xie Rui's tone is too serious, so Han Qiao can only follow his words: "Okay, you will not be drunk."

"By the way, I have a question." Xie Ruiyan thought about it for a long time, and finally put the matter of naming the song on the table, and asked tactfully, "If you have a child, he has a lively personality, playing... The steps are very light, what will you call him?"

Mr. Han, who has a bit of DINK spirit on this point, said: "I will not have children. I don't have that kind of worldly desire/desire. This is not in my life plan, and I have never thought about naming it."

Xie Ruiyan expressed helplessness: "I mean if."

Mr. Han seemed very stubborn and domineering when he was stubborn: "If there is no if, I say that if there is no child, there will be no child. I only like cats."

"Okay, okay, it's enough to have a cat." Xie Ruiyan compromised and changed the object, "Suppose you have a cat with a lively personality and brisk steps, what would it be called?"

After hearing this, Han Qiao didn't feel any repulsion. He drew a circle on the dining table with his fingers and thought of a name in an instant.

"Then I'll call him jiojio. If you say light on your feet, then I think cat's claws are supreme."

Xie Ruiyan quickly wrote it down on paper.

"Why do you even remember this?"

Xie Ruiyan categorically denied it: "I can't write with a pen, so I just scratch."

Han Qiao looked at the butt of the 0.5 gel fountain pen that Xie Ruiyan had just unpacked, and fell into deep thought.

Since Xie Ruiyan came to his house, he has no restrictions on basic necessities of life.

There are no delicacies from mountains and seas, so I can only eat takeaways and home-cooked dishes made by him.

No deluxe waterbed, just sleeping on the floor next to the cat climbing frame.

There is no more than 100 million violins, and I can't sleep well in the morning, so I have to buy a 300 yuan sleep aid.

As an energetic young man, he couldn't go out and have a normal 16P party, and the quality of life dropped again and again.

I heard that Xie Ruiyan used to use Montblanc limited-edition fountain pens, and the brands that were almost the same were Pelikan and Sheaffer, and it was never a pity to replace them with new ones; If you hold it in your hand and don't let go, if you can't write, you have to stroke it twice.

Life is not easy, Mr. Han sighed.

He doesn't have that kind of worldly desire, but Xie Ruiyan can't live without it.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.Xiao Xie is always suffering, I hope he can go home soon.