Cannon fodder dressed as a disabled marshal

On the clean and pure white envelope was a line of handsome handwriting that pierced through the back of the paper.

——【Mr. Shen Qiran Received】

Shen Qiran knew Shao Xing's handwriting, so the first time he saw it, he could tell that it was a personal letter from Shao Xing.He picked it up immediately, sat down at the table and opened the envelope.

He wrote two pages yesterday, and the other party returned two pages. Shen Qiran roughly estimated that the number of words written by the other party was not less than what he wrote, and even a little more.

The content of the letter is as follows -

Qiran:

Zhanxin is well.

Time really flies, and nearly half a month has passed since we last met.Mother and the others miss you very much, and asked me to ask the exact time when you ended the exchange, and look forward to your return as soon as possible to reunite with everyone.

After all, the Merdale Conservatory of Music is one of the top schools in the empire, and the learning atmosphere is naturally strong.It is indeed beneficial to hear what you have learned about the exchange. When I was studying at Moria College, I did not participate in such an exchange program. Now that I think about it, it is a pity.

The "Aurora Nebula" that you entrusted No. 1 to take for me is really beautiful, and I like it very much.This kind of strange scenery is rare, but I also like the ordinary starry sky night scene. You said that the stars in the night sky last night were very beautiful, but it is a pity that I could not see the pictures you took.

The weather in Wangdu is not as good as yours. There was a heavy rain last night, and many flowers and plants in the courtyard were damaged. Aunt Mei wanted to replace a batch of new flowers and plants. She asked me for my opinion. I'm not very proficient, so I want to ask what you mean, what kind of flowers and plants do you like?Buy the plants now, and when you come back, you can see the new courtyard scenery.

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Shen Qiran originally thought that Shao Xing's letters would be serious in wording, straight and rigid like official documents, but he didn't expect to be kind and easy-going, like gossip.He couldn't help but imagine what Shao Xing looked like when he wrote this letter—was he writing the letter with a stern expression as usual, as if he was correcting an official document; or was he relaxed and casual, writing in one go?

Thinking of this, Shen Qiran couldn't help curling up the corners of her mouth and chuckling.

He suddenly felt that the task of writing a letter every day no longer seemed to cause him such a headache.

***

The development of the matter was so unexpected, but it continued within reason - Shen Qiran and Shao Xing, just like this, you wrote letters to each other.

Every night, Shen Qiran would hand over the written letter to No. 1, and the next morning, he could always find the reply letter from Shao Xing in his pocket.

In fact, Shen Qiran was very curious about how No. 1 managed to complete the transfer of letters across two galaxies. He guessed that the military had some kind of special transmission channel. Neither Shao Xing nor No. 1 elaborated, so it must have involved confidentiality. He was naturally too embarrassed to ask.

But such a powerful function is actually used in the correspondence between him and Shao Xing, no matter how you think about it, it is a bit suspected of using it for private use.While Shen Qiran felt ashamed, he also had a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

At the same time, Shen Qiran and Xia Shuyun's ensemble practice also started.

The piece they chose was an original piece by Xia Shuyun, on which Shen Qiran made some adaptations.Shen Qiran played the piano and Xia Shuyun played the violin. The two of them pondered together for two days before finalizing the draft. After that, they took the time to practice and worked hard to get in touch.

During the practice, the two still made some fine-tuning to the score. Shen Qiran found that Xia Shuyun's understanding was really strong, and he was very pleasantly surprised by several changes.

"You are really talented." He couldn't help admiring, "When did you start learning music?"

Now when Xia Shuyun faced Shen Qiran, he was no longer as cautious as he was at the beginning. Every time Shen Qiran had any doubts, he knew everything, and obviously talked a lot more.

"The formal study was after entering the Merdale Conservatory of Music, but the interest in music should have started from birth." He smiled, his good-looking eyebrows curled up, and he was as handsome and beautiful as a little prince, "Welfare Institute My mother told me that when I was still a baby, whenever I heard music, I would dance with excitement and babble along with the rhythm."

Shen Qiran was startled, his attention was completely attracted by another point of information.

"The orphanage?" He hesitated, "Did you...?"

"Yeah." Xia Shuyun nodded, with no unnatural expression on her face, "I am an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. I was originally from the Tucker planet, and that planet is at the junction of the Lyra galaxy and the Kemi galaxy. It’s not very peaceful, there was an infestation of insects more than ten years ago.” He paused slightly, his voice became softer, “At that time... many people died.”

Thinking of the "History of Imperial War" that I read on the starship, there seemed to be a battle that took place near the planet Tucker, and Shen Qiran's heart suddenly became heavy.

"Sorry to remind you of something unpleasant."

Xia Shuyun shook her head, and even smiled: "I was too young at that time, and I didn't remember anything. In fact, I didn't think I had suffered much. The mothers in the orphanage were very kind to me, and later I got With the help of kind people, I can come to such a good place to study music, and I feel that God has treated me very favorably.”

It is difficult for Shen Qiran to laugh like the other party, thinking that the other party lost his relatives when he was young, and came to the Merdale Conservatory of Music alone to study, but he encountered so many things in the academy, and even now he is resisted and rejected by the whole academy , his mood is very complicated.

"Don't show such an expression." The smile on Xia Shuyun's face slowly disappeared, looking a little at a loss, "I didn't say this to make you pity me, don't be like this, Qiran."

"I'm not pitying you, I'm just..." Shen Qiran could hardly continue, it was hard for him to describe his feelings, he just felt that things should not be like this, he felt that Xia Shuyun was innocent, but those people committed suicide Too coincidental, even a while ago, he also asked No. 1 to investigate this matter because of suspicion of Xia Shuyun.

Even if he is willing to cooperate with the other party, he may be no different from those who believe in rumors. This realization makes Shen Qiran feel sad and sad.

Xia Shuyun looked at him quietly, then suddenly spoke.

"Do you also want to know if the deaths of those people have anything to do with me?"

Shen Qiran didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to bring up this sensitive topic, so he couldn't help being stunned.Xia Shuyun blinked lightly, then looked out of the window, the setting sun was slowly falling from the western sky, like a bloody ship sinking into the black ocean.

"Actually... I don't know either." His voice was so calm that it was numb, but his eyes were full of confusion and pain.

"I didn't intend to harm anyone, but people around me always had accidents. Everyone said that it was because of my problem, that my spiritual power aroused their negative emotions of depression, although... Although I have experienced Numerous checks have shown that my mental power is normal, but over time, I also doubt myself, and even want to give up music - because I am afraid of using my mental power, and I am even more afraid of the music I play with my mental power More innocent people will be hurt."

The music in this world is almost inseparable from spiritual power.

If those things were caused by him, he would have to give up the things he loved for more than ten years; but if those things had nothing to do with him, he didn't understand why all the people who committed suicide were relatives and friends who had contact with him.He wants to know the truth more than anyone else, and he suffers more than anyone else, but he has no right to talk about this pain, because he is the one being judged, and he is a condemned sinner.

Shen Qiran didn't know what to say, any words of comfort would be futile at this moment, after a long time, he said softly.

"You don't need to give up music, even if you don't have mental power, you can still play music."

Xia Shuyun's eyes suddenly had a slight brilliance, he retracted his gaze, smiled and said, "Yes."

He put the violin in his hand on his shoulder, and gently pulled it to play a rhythm. Shen Qiran immediately recognized that it was Mr. R's "Serenade".

"When I was most desperate, I heard this song." Xia Shuyun murmured, with pious gratitude and obsession in her tone, "For the first time, I knew that attractive music can be expressed in this way. "

"I even think that the direction that everyone has been pursuing may be wrong. We have gone too extreme on the road of using spiritual power to guide the audience's emotions, and forcibly instilling music into the audience. What is the difference between this and drugging people? "The boy became more and more excited as he spoke, completely changed from the depression just now, his eyes shot out a dazzling light, "They think that music is the expression of emotions, the release of emotions, and spiritual power is the only way to transmit perfect music. It actually completely distorts the nature of music, they don't know what real music is!"

Although Shen Qiran also felt that the music in this world was a bit extreme, his research on spiritual power was not as thorough as that of the aborigines, and his understanding was not as deep. Therefore, he did not dare to make a conclusion about which of the two forms of music is better, after all. Art is a very free thing, there is nothing first in writing, and the same goes for music.

"These two forms actually have their own strengths." Shen Qiran said, "We can't biasedly think that one is definitely better than the other..."

"No." Xia Shuyun seemed to be immersed in his own world, he murmured, "I always feel that if I continue to pursue spiritual music blindly, something will happen sooner or later..."

He stopped talking suddenly, as if he suddenly woke up, he said to Shen Qiran apologetically.

"Sorry, I, I was too excited just now... Actually, I just said this, I just hope you don't be afraid of me anymore." As if worried about being rejected, he quickly added in a low voice, "Don't be afraid of me, I promise That kind of thing will never happen again, and I will never play a piece that uses spiritual power again."

Shen Qiran smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, I wasn't afraid of you at all."

Xia Shuyun was very moved, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hold that hand, but he didn't have the courage after all, so his hand just fell on the piano in front of Shen Qiran, playing a monotonous and long piano sound.

"I will never play music that uses mental power again." The young man stared at the white keys and muttered to himself.

"...never again."

***

A week later, the classroom ensemble quiz was very successful.

The diligent practice was not in vain. Shen Qiran and Xia Shuyun cooperated tacitly. The two ensemble performances were completed, and there was no sound in the classroom. It was Ou Rui and Aowen who applauded first, and the others started to applaud as if they had just woken up from a dream.

The reason why everyone reacted this way was not because they were fascinated by listening to it, but because they had never heard of this non-spiritual ensemble form, and they didn't react for a while.

"Very good performance." The teacher also applauded and praised, "Some students have boldly tried this form before, but the coordination and rhythm are far worse than the two of you."

Just like avant-garde drama, the college is an ivory tower independent of the commercial society. Naturally, there are many students and teachers full of ideals who are constantly trying to innovate and strive to expand the boundaries and possibilities of music. Playing without spiritual power is one of them. Kind of, so although the teacher was surprised, it wasn't particularly surprising.

"This is Xia Shuyun's original song." Shen Qiran said to the teacher, "I only adapted it a little bit."

"Really?" The teacher looked at the shy boy in surprise, and his praise was beyond words, "This song is very good, student Xia Shuyun, you can continue to try this in the future, there should be very good songs Achievement."

Having not received affirmation from the teacher for a long time, Xia Shuyun's face flushed slightly with joy, and some people immediately became unhappy.

"Tch, he can only try this kind of non-spiritual music." The speaker obviously had a prejudice against Xia Shuyun, and his voice was eccentric, "It's just relying on niche music to attract people's attention, what's so great about it."

Shen Qiran frowned, and the teacher also said seriously: "Non-spiritual music is a direction worth exploring. Some students have talents in this area. It is not a bad idea to devote themselves to it. This is also a good way out."

But when her eyes turned to Shen Qiran, she changed her rhetoric.

"Of course, for a long time, spiritual music is still the current mainstream, and it is also the best way to maximize the value and potential of music. For most of us, it is best to concentrate on studying spiritual music choose."

Seeing the encouragement and expectation implied in the teacher's gaze, Shen Qiran smiled politely, noncommittal.It is not so easy to create a good song with a beautiful melody, but with the help of spiritual power, no matter how ordinary the melody is, it can still move and fascinate countless people. Comparing the two, the benefit of the latter is naturally higher , that's why the teacher persuaded him to put more energy into spiritual music, which is understandable.After the performance, Shen Qiran and Xia Shuyun returned to their seats.Xia Shuyun hesitated to speak, as if she had made a lot of determination, she asked Shen Qiran in a low voice.

"Do you agree with what the teacher said?"

Shen Qiran looked at him: "Huh?"

"Will you put more energy on spiritual music in the future?"

In fact, Shen Qiran has no prejudice against spiritual music, but he has only been here for a year, and he is not proficient in understanding and using spiritual power. Even if he wants to create some high-level spiritual music, he is powerless.However, if he can make money, he may cater to the mainstream in the future. After all, his life is at stake, and he has to save enough money as soon as possible to run away.

Shen Qiran's silence made Xia Shuyun think that he had acquiesced, and his gaze suddenly became a little sad.

"Actually, in my opinion, if the non-spiritual music is good enough, the audience will be wider, and the influence will not be inferior to the spiritual music." He gave an example, "For example, Mr. R's "Serenade", which is not outdated now, and continues to be popular. Someone sang and spread it.”

Shen Qiran let out an "oh" and couldn't help laughing: "Really?"

Xia Shuyun thought that Shen Qiran's attitude had "loosened", and immediately stated the facts to make sense: "From the perspective of communication, not everyone has the conditions to listen to live performances. When I was young, I could only listen to recorded music, because There is only one old player in the orphanage, and the music played by that kind of equipment has no energy to speak of. If they can occasionally hear a nice rhythm, the children in the orphanage can enjoy it and be happy all day long. This There are actually many such situations in the empire, but most of these people are at the bottom of society and cannot let the upper class hear their appeals, but for these people, the meaning of non-spiritual music is far greater than spiritual power. Music, the potential and market contained here are also unlimited.”

The more Shen Qiran listened, the more surprised he became. Maybe when Xia Shuyun first chose to play non-spiritual music, it was just to avoid his physique that "may bring disaster", but now, he has obviously thought deeply and far on this road, and has no intention of playing it. Determined to keep going.

"You're right." Shen Qiran nodded earnestly, and encouraged, "Although this road is not mainstream, it still has a good prospect. I will try it, and don't give up easily."

"Yeah!" The boy finally smiled, it was a kind of joy to find like-minded people.

"When I graduate, I also want to go to Wangdu." He couldn't help sharing more of his thoughts, "I heard that Mr. R is from Wangdu, if possible, I want to go to him after graduation , and study and learn non-spiritual music with him." He turned his gaze to Shen Qiran, and said a little nervously, "Of course, Qiran, you are also in the capital, and I want to find you when the time comes...is that okay?"

Shen Qiran nodded with a smile: "Yes."

***

After this successful and pleasant cooperation, Shen Qiran and Xia Shuyun obviously got to know each other a lot better.

Xia Shuyun is a third-year student, and her graduation performance will be held in two months.According to the tradition of the Merdale Conservatory of Music, every graduate has to give a graduation performance in the auditorium, and perform at least three pieces on stage. Xia Shuyun had planned to give up performing before, but now that he has found a new direction, he Three original non-spiritual pieces of music were submitted.

Although the repertoire has been submitted, the piece has not been fully completed. When Xia Shuyun is revising the score, she will come to ask Shen Qiran for his opinion from time to time. Shen Qiran is also willing to discuss with him. The two will sometimes meet to practice in the piano room together.

The two got close, Ou Rui and Ao Wen, as the closest people to Shen Qiran, naturally noticed it.Ou Rui was a little worried about the rumors at first, but he was relieved when he thought that Shen Qiran was protected by a secret sentinel sent by the marshal, and nothing would happen.

But Owen didn't think so.

"Don't you think Xia Shuyun has gotten too close to Qi Ran recently?" He frowned and asked Ou Rui.

"It's a little bit. Isn't this also for the purpose of revising the music?" Shen Qiran is Mr. R. Owen doesn't know about this, but Ou Rui is one of the insiders, so Xia Shuyun came to Shen Qiran to discuss the non-spiritual force music. , he quite understands.

"It's fine for him to be interested in making that kind of niche non-spiritual songs all by himself. What's the matter with pulling Brother Qiran to do it all day long?" Owen muttered softly, obviously very dissatisfied with this.

One evening, Shen Qiran and Xia Shuyun finished piano practice together. When they came out, they happened to meet Ou Rui and Ao Wen who had finished elective courses, and the four of them walked towards the dormitory together.Halfway through, Shen Qiran suddenly yelled "Oops" and said to Ou Rui and the others.

"I have something to go outside the school, you go back first."

"Is there something urgent?" Xia Shuyun asked concerned, "Do you want me to go with you?"

"Haha, no, I'm just going to do some shopping. I'm afraid it will be closed if I get there late, so let's go first!"

Shen Qiran quickly ran to the school gate, Ou Rui and Owen looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

"It must be to buy envelopes and letter paper. I said last time that he should stock up more at once, otherwise, how could he?" Ou Rui said cheerfully.Shen Qiran would write letters to Shao Xing in the dormitory every night, which he and Owen both knew.

"Envelope and letter paper?" Xia Shuyun heard about this for the first time. It sounded like Shen Qiran still wrote letters often, so she couldn't help being very curious, "Does Qiran have a regular pen pal?"

"It's not just a pen pal, it's him..." Ou Rui suddenly closed his mouth.

In order to conceal his identity, Shen Qiran didn't even wear a wedding ring when he came to the Merdale Conservatory of Music, just because he was afraid that others would associate him with his real identity.Ou Rui was just glad that he kept his mouth shut in time and did not reveal Shen Qiran's married status, but the person next to him suddenly spoke.

"It's his husband." Owen said.

"Husband?" Xia Shuyun was stunned for a moment, "Qi Ran...does he have a boyfriend?"

"It's not a boyfriend, but a husband, the kind who got married and got a certificate." Ignoring Ou Rui's desperate winks, Ao Wen glanced at Xia Shuyun, "Brother Qiran was married a long time ago, and the husband's The relationship is very good, after coming here, the two of them write letters to each other every day, it's very sweet." As if to prove his words, he turned to Ou Rui again, "Right?"

Ou Rui was quite confused at first, and didn't understand why Owen suddenly mentioned Shen Qiran's married status, but the other party had already said this, and Ou Rui understood it no matter how slow he was, he looked at Xia Qiran helplessly. Shu Yun glanced and nodded.

"Yeah, Qi Ran has a husband, but he doesn't like showing affection very much, and he doesn't usually mention it, so you don't know."

"As his friends, we are very happy to see Brother Qiran and his lover happy and sweet." Aowen looked at Xia Shuyun with the usual expression but sharp eyes. "You are the same, classmate Xia Shuyun ?”

Xia Shuyun moved her lips, and it took a long time before she forced a smile.

"Of course." He whispered, "Of course I'm happy for him too."

Their dormitories were not in the same area, and the three of them separated soon at the intersection. Xia Shuyun was walking back alone, when he passed under a plane tree, his body suddenly trembled violently, thanks to the timely support of the plane tree The tree didn't fall out of balance.

--you are lying.

He was short of breath, his face was pale, and while he was covering his painful head, he was trembling to get the medicine bottle in his pocket.

- You are not happy to see that person has a happy and sweet lover.

"Shut up." Big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead, his heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something, he could hardly breathe, and could only scream in pain.

"To shut up!"

——Don't lie to yourself, only I know you best, because you are me, and I am you.

Finally holding the medicine bottle, he leaned his back against the big tree with difficulty, unscrewed the bottle cap eagerly with trembling hands, and poured all the pills inside into his mouth.

——You can ignore me, but you can't deceive your own heart.You like him, don't you?

The potion took effect quickly, and the voice lingering in his head finally subsided.With his chest heaving violently, he leaned against the big tree and slowly slid to the ground.

The evening wind carried a bleak coolness, and the deep twilight gradually devoured the last ray of light. The young man buried his head in his knees and sat under the tree for a long, long time.

The author has something to say: Ah, I really didn't expect that the comments section of the last chapter would be filled with pain masks... What have you all gone through!pity.jpg

Conclusion: Shao is always the devil. (Mr. Shao: It's none of my business!)

Thank you little angel Sheng Yuanjin for throwing thunder!