Travels

"Do you want to play that song?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Of course she knows what "that song" refers to. Mendelssohn's "Venice Boat Song", an allegro in F-sharp key, it is said that when the music master traveled to Italy, he felt the sadness sung by the boatmen on the canal The tune thus made in the minor key.The accompaniment of the left hand is like the undulations of the water, and the melody of the right hand is the small oars on the boat, accompanied by the long breath of the pedal. The whole piece is soothing and melancholy.

The young love is pure and passionate, without too many worries, and always wants to share everything about himself with another person.Yu Qing's song score was very quick to recognize, and it didn't take long for her to teach her superficial skills, although occasionally she felt a little complicated because she was caught up in only half a month because of her kung fu over the past few years. But overall she is happy.The inflated goodwill hidden in her heart that she didn't even know drowned out all the normal feelings from the perspective of self-interest, leaving only the expectation of another person that is higher and higher day by day. This expectation contains so much that she can't wait to Cut a big hole in the chest, let Yu Qingge go straight in, and share everything she has.

As a matter of course, when Yu Qingge had the ability to try more advanced pieces, she couldn't wait to take out the score that she had treasured for a long time, and sent an invitation to that person.It happened that the melody part of the boat song was a bit simple and the rhythm was slow, and Yu Qingge didn't have much difficulty playing it. Only the vibrato part of a bar was practiced for a long time, and it was finally taken down without a doubt.

When they were still together, they would practice that song several times whenever they had the chance. The three pages of thin paper didn't last long, and they were quickly pushed back to the bottom of the box, because those notes had all been recorded by the two of them. in mind.Other than that, if there is anything else that has been engraved, it is probably the joy of being together, so that when she thinks back to the scene of that year after a long time, she will always feel that the place around her is empty and lonely.

This piece of music means so much to her. Even after the breakup, she would play it once or twice from time to time. Every time she watched the black and white keys fall alternately, it always reminded her of such a beautiful relationship. .Isn't it like a piano?She is the black key, and Yu Qingge is the white key, how can they play alone without each other?Later, she slowly figured it out during the long alternation of day and night. There are many songs in the world that can only be played by keys of one color. The boat song she likes so much is just one of thousands of choices. It may not be possible to become Yu Qingge's favorite.

Her mood was a bit complicated, she wished she couldn't be silly in this fashion, and asked instead - which song is that?It is also to let the person who is always invincible with her taste the bitterness of embarrassment.But doesn't this just show that she still has a grudge?What's more, she is not young anymore, and it is too inappropriate to do such a naive and naive thing.The only thing she could do was to keep her mouth shut, put her left hand on the keyboard, and played the prelude silently.

She didn't take off her gloves. For some reason, she didn't want to expose the pinholes on the back of her hands to so many people's gaze. Some can't keep up with the rhythm, and there is no need to think about how many sarcasms from someone's fans will come after this episode is broadcast.But this is not without benefits, at least it can be shown to Yu Qingge, she sneered at these nostalgic feelings, maybe she once cherished the time when the two of them played the piano shoulder to shoulder, but by now it has been completely out of the dream Walked out of it, no longer tightly entangled by the illusion of the past.

The back of her hand, which was bruised and swollen because of hanging on the water for two days, collapsed too tightly in the constant back and forth playing, and she felt a slight pain. She wanted to slow down the rhythm a little bit, but the melody of the right hand was controlled by another person. , and they are no longer in the same state of tacit understanding as before.She held her breath and tried to keep up with the melody on the right.

However, why do you have to mention these things in front of students?Changing tricks to give her a good impression?It was the same before, overtly and secretly helped her out a lot.What exactly is Yu Qingge trying to prove to her?Or just do it purely for the effect of the show?

Amidst the disharmonious sound of the piano, she turned her head to look at Yu Qingge's focused and nostalgic side face, feeling a little dazed for a moment. .

Are you trying to tell me that you haven't forgotten what happened back then?But what does that mean?It doesn't make any sense anymore.

There were thousands of words rolling in his throat, but he couldn't utter them for a long time. More than twenty eyes closely surrounded him from all directions, but he couldn't keep the smirk on his face.She couldn't play any more, so she stopped abruptly.

The melody on the right hand rang again for a while, Yu Qingge seemed to be in a trance, and was stunned for two or three seconds before realizing that she had stopped playing it.

"...I've almost forgotten it, so I won't make a fool of myself. I'd rather let Director Yu play it all over again. It's really uncomfortable for me to ruin such a beautiful piece."

She didn't look at the people next to her, and didn't care about the regretful sentences coming from around her, she stood up and retreated into the crowd.The piano bench that was still crowded just now was half empty, making the backs of the people sitting still on it look very lonely.

Yu Qingge didn't speak, the eyes on his expressionless face were extraordinarily cold.She raised her left hand, touched it at the position where another person was holding her just now, and straightened her back. After a while, the beautiful and beautiful Venetian boat song sounded like a small river. .

Xia Wanmu stared at the rising and falling hands on the piano for a while, feeling empty in her heart, only felt that every chord played seemed to remind her that her existence was superfluous.

"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

She explained in a low voice to the girls around, and squeezed out from the wall of people.The melancholy sound of the piano was still sounding silently, and it was not interrupted because of her departure.

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The face in the mirror was haggard after recovering from illness, and the faint eye circles could not be covered by skin care products. Xia Wanmu leaned down and washed his left hand over and over again, staring at the rushing water, fascinated.

It's been too long to linger here, and if she doesn't go out, someone should come looking for her. Just as she turned off the faucet, a person walked in from the side door, and without going in, she just stood there and watched silently.

Who else could have such an awkward personality?She didn't even bother to turn her head, she tore off the paper hanging on the wall and wiped her hands leisurely.If not long ago, she still had any expectations for such a private meeting, and was so nervous that she didn't know how to move her hands and feet, but now she is calm, and she is deeply bored from the inside out.Yu Qingge may be frightened by her indifference, or she simply has nothing to say, in short, until she carefully wiped off the last drop of water, put on gloves and smoothed every wrinkle on it, in the quiet bathroom Not a sound could be heard.

After many years, the patience to tolerate this person has been exhausted, and what is left now is only the disgust of this hesitant behavior. She turned around with her hands behind her back, and asked in an unfriendly tone:

"what's up?"

Yu Qingge stared at her face for a while, then his eyes slid down his shoulders, wishing he could turn a corner and go behind her: "What's wrong with your hand?"

She smiled and walked over indifferently.

"Weren't you there that day? You just accidentally crushed a cup."

"That's the right hand, what happened to your left hand?"

Endless.Xia Wanmu frowned, and there was a little impatience in her voice.

"What's wrong?"

The person opposite looked up at her with a serious and stubborn expression on his face.

"When you play the piano, your movements are very small, and you frown every time you raise your hand. What's wrong?"

She was a little dumbfounded, she really didn't know where this person had the time to notice these details, he was obviously following the melody very attentively.

"Wouldn't it be irritating to make a lot of mistakes with slippery gloves?"

She turned her head away and looked at herself in the mirror, bored all over her face.

"Then why don't you take off the gloves?"

The relentless questioning made her annoyed, and the remaining resentment from eight years ago raised her head at this moment.Heartbroken by this extremely ironic scene, she gritted her teeth, and the volume rose uncontrollably.

"What's your business? You used to cherish words like gold, but now you talk more?"

"Your girlfriend is not me, why do you care so much? What does it matter to you what I am now? Do you need to come here to pretend to be courteous?"

The sharp words pierced into the hearts of both of them at the same time, she saw Yu Qingge's pursed white lips and the unbelievable pain in her eyes, her throat was dry, and regret slowly crept into her heart.But the sentences that are not necessarily all angry words are like water poured out, and it is too late to take them back.