[Yu Huang] The Pontoon Bridge of Dreams

(Dream of the Floating Bridge Episode / Yu Duisheng congratulations)

I hope that in this world, all the most beautiful, most brilliant, and most worthwhile harvesting things can belong to you.

Yu Wenzhou, I wish you a happy birthday^^

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The timeline is many years after the main text of "Boarding Bridge", and the two have become real composers and violinists respectively.If there is a discrepancy with the settings updated in the future, it will follow the text.It's just a birthday ^^

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Haishan asked me when I would return

The "Song of the Earth" in the earphones did not know how many times it looped to the end of the sixth movement, and the weakening melody could not be heard clearly even amid the roar of the plane landing. Huang Shaotian sat up straight from the seat, took off the earphones and pulled them away. With a little excitement, he stared at the vertical rows of lights on the landing strip. After so many years, although he was no longer the conservatory student who would reflexively become sleepy when he listened to Mahler, but so For many years, the habit of listening to Mahler on the road has not changed, and it has been maintained until now.It even made Yu Wenzhou develop the same habit.It’s just that on Yu Wenzhou’s usual player, the content was prepared by Huang Shaotian, and the content is much richer. In addition to the songs of Yu Wenzhou’s favorite composers, there are also some songs that Huang Shaotian himself recorded at home before. Important, the important thing is that before starting to play, he will have it every time, Freetalk before playing.

The finished products recorded by the recording equipment at home are naturally not very good in terms of effect, but Yu Wenzhou has always kept those repertoires carefully, and he has saved a lot of them over the years.The repertoire ranges from huge concertos to simple and relaxing pieces. When the two of them are busy living in different countries and time zones for work, Huang Shaotian's easy-going voice in the earphones always makes him feel happy in the music. Unfamiliar regions will also feel a little familiar warmth.

"Ahem, what I'm going to record today is Paganini Capriccio No. . Do it all over again! What are you not happy about? Hahahaha, then let’s start here.”

"The song this time is Chrysler's "Joy of Love". Although I think the other song "Sorrow of Love" is better, I think I am a winner in life in this respect. Why are you so sad? It’s real, this piece is given to Mr. Yu Wenzhou who is standing by the piano with a baton and looks like he’s going to come over and hit me on the head at any time, but ah, I said, what are you doing with a baton, a composer? What’s the matter with your laugh? It’s fine if you don’t play the accompaniment for me. Wait, don’t hit me! Can’t I just start recording now!”

"Mr. Yu Wenzhou, the music director, went downstairs to buy groceries today. While he's away, I can say something that I don't usually say... It's almost Qixi Festival, but the orchestra's holiday is coming to an end. It's a pity that we can't spend together. But we can It’s good to have a birthday together, even though I said that... But I still don’t want to end the holiday. So in order to express my dissatisfaction with this place, I’ll come to "Erquan Yingyue" today, Yu Wenzhou, after you Besides, I look like an erhu player, be careful next time I go to your lecture to make trouble!"

He babbled a lot of such gossip, and every time he would follow the never-so-reliable freetalk, followed by the precise and perfect performance that was unusually inconsistent with his usual temperament, either relaxed and agile or solemn, and No matter what style of work, he can feel Yu Wenzhou's gentle gaze when he plays.Maybe sometimes when the atmosphere is right, he will raise his eyes and look away, and smile at him.He is used to listening to Yu Wenzhou like this. From college until now, even if Yu Wenzhou was unable to attend some of his performances in person due to work reasons, he also knew that in another place in the world, that person would definitely watch Looking at himself, with his usual eyes for so many years, gentle, tolerant, full of love, with a little relief and pride.

He wanted to use all the beautiful words in the world to describe his lover, but he still felt that it was not enough.

And now that he has finally finished a busy period of work, he can take a long vacation. As soon as the orchestra's vacation arrangements came out, he booked a plane ticket as soon as possible, and then called Yu Wenzhou to tell him about his vacation arrangements and asked him about his plans. Can the time be spared.

It is the Spring Festival holiday in China, but Yu Wenzhou has not been able to spend years in China because he is going to attend a seminar abroad. They talked on the phone before boarding the plane. Huang Shaotian felt sorry for him. Yu Wenzhou just smiled and said: "You are not at home for the New Year I’m a little bored by myself, so I’ll make up for it together when I’m on vacation.”

In the end, their flight will arrive at the city where they live on the same day, and what makes Huang Shaotian happiest about this vacation is that it happens to coincide with Yu Wenzhou's birthday on February 2th.When I was still a student, we could celebrate each other’s birthdays together every year. At the beginning, we would bring in those roommates who were always obsessed with each other. Later, after working, we couldn’t miss each other’s time, and the time we got together gradually gradually increased. Fewer, but Huang Shaotian would still often receive birthday celebration audio from his classmates on his birthday.Although they are no longer what they used to be, they are diligently fulfilling their indispensable responsibilities in different bands with different seats, but their taste in choosing birthday gifts has never improved. , I don’t know how many versions of "Chat Polka" have been saved in the computer, and Yu Wenzhou has been receiving all kinds of high-quality professional articles from those bad friends from time to time for so many years after they confirmed their relationship. earplugs.

When Huang Shaotian came out of the airport, it was not yet 10 o'clock in the evening. He remembered that Yu Wenzhou's flight was later than his.He was carrying the piano case and dragging a suitcase, and he didn't hesitate too long between waiting for Yu Wenzhou to go back together at the airport and going back first by himself, so he called a car and reported his address first, and went back first.

In the past, when he came back, Yu Wenzhou was either at home before or would come back earlier than him. The number of times he got home first was not many.Standing at the bottom of the unit building, he looked up, and the light reserved for him that he could see in the past was now dimmed, but thinking that when Yu Wenzhou got home later, he would see the lights turned on at home, he felt Kind of happy.

He simply packed his luggage first, and then opened the windows to ventilate the house. It seemed a little deserted in the huge house that hadn't lived in it for a while.The wall behind the desk in the study room is used as a photo wall. The photos they used to take together, and the postcards they sent back from all over the world are pasted on it. There are more and more photos from left to right. The age of the people in the photos is also the same. Luckily, in the photo, they are always two together, and the smile on their faces and eyes has never changed.

Huang Shaotian stretched out his hand to touch those photos with a little emotion, but those feelings completely collapsed before he could give a specific name——damn, no one cleaned the photos for a long time, and his hands were covered with ashes.

When Yu Wenzhou dragged a light box downstairs to his house, he looked up first. Huang Shaotian had already returned. At this time, there were not many houses with lights on in the community. Looking at the brightness, he thought that this guy was not I haven't been home for a long time and I'm so excited, I turned on all the lights in all the rooms at once, right?

The amount of time the two of them have been able to get together over the years is naturally not the same as the days and nights they spent together when they were students. At the beginning, they were not too busy. He could still go to see every performance of Huang Shaotian. After getting busier and busier, Huang Shaotian couldn't always go to the scene as before. At first, Huang Shaotian felt quite regretful, but this feeling of regret did not last for more than a minute. He hooked Yu Wenzhou's shoulder from behind and pressed it against his ear He muttered half-jokingly: "But it doesn't matter if you don't go to the scene. You haven't heard any of the songs I practiced. Every time I listen to you, it's the exclusive VIP treatment for the first scene. You don't need to talk to other people at all. Let’s listen together at the scene. Although the effect in the concert hall is better, is it better than the effect of me playing the violin next to you? Of course not! And you see, if you go to see it, you will only see me alone, so it’s not worth it?"

He knew that Huang Shaotian was consoling himself and him, but he couldn't help but want to make a joke. At that time, he held Huang Shaotian's hand from behind and replied with a smile: "You misunderstood me, Shaotian... …Every time I go to see a performance, I always watch the conductor. The conductor of your regiment is a world-class master, so there are not many opportunities to experience the master conductor at close range..."

Later, the conversation ended in a half-true slapstick and a sincere kiss, and they didn't talk about it again after that. Since they both knew what they were doing until now, they all had their own paths to go. And the goal that must be achieved no matter what, then even if we can't walk together on a certain section of this road, as long as the direction is correct, we will definitely meet again at some time in the future.

In the past, during the holidays, there would often be some romantic adjustments. There were also clichéd red wine and rose candlelight dinners, and there were vacations where they went to the sea and climbed mountains together during the holidays. Although they would be happy to have these, they were nothing icing on the cake. Nor are they those who value these formal things so much.As time went by, even these things were gradually omitted. Up to now, there are few habits that have been preserved. One is that he will write a song to Huang Shaotian every year. This has been going on since college, and it has been uninterrupted for so many years. He wrote him a variety of songs, including the impassioned allegro that Huang Shaotian was best at at the beginning, and the tender adagio lyric that he could easily control later, and Frank, who paid tribute to his favorite composer. Violin variations, and the endless movement that needs to be refurbished every few years...

On the songs written for Huang Shaotian, Yu Wenzhou has always maintained the habit of writing manuscripts in his student days, scribbling and drawing casually, and when he is in a good mood, he will randomly give him a doodle. These handwritten scores are carefully held by Huang Shaotian. Put it away, one time when they were on vacation, they sat together in the piano room to pack their things. Huang Shaotian took the thick stack of music scores and said to him: "Hey Wenzhou, you see that you have written so many pieces for me. Is it possible that in the future, after we all hang up, someone later will write your biography, and at that time, someone will definitely come to research and say who Master Yu Wenzhou wrote these songs for, and then they will definitely be shocked when the research comes out. Big jump, in the end I will occupy several independent chapters in your biography... Ouch, I suddenly feel solemn and solemn when I think about it this way? I have to keep these well..."

Yu Wenzhou didn't answer his question that didn't make sense. Since it's a posthumous matter, how could it be their turn to think about it?He only smiled and asked: "Shaotian, do you think that the weight in my life is not enough now...Do you even have to book the chapters of the biography in advance?"

Huang Shaotian put down the sheet music, and leaned on him like this, looking straight into his eyes with some narrow smiles, and replied very frankly: "Yes, it's not enough, don't you think?"

And another habit is undoubtedly Huang Shaotian's Freetalk that he would babble for a while before each recording. Now he is playing "Homesickness" recorded by Huang Shaotian in his earphones. This song was not recorded together when they were on vacation. Huang Shaotian said: "I will be able to return to China next week. Hey, although I am not too homesick, I still want to play a homesick song in response to the occasion. I can play double-tones very well. According to our conductor, I am simply The two-tone chord that has reached the great harmony of life! You will know it when you hear it!"

Then after a burst of rustling sounds, the lingering and melodious sound of the violin gurgled out from the earphones.As for whether he wants to go home or not, it doesn't really matter whether he says it or not, it's all obvious between phrases in the song.

Yu Wenzhou walked to the door of the house, took off the earphones and took out the keys from his pocket, but before he could find the one for the door, the door opened from the inside, Huang Shaotian stood inside and looked at him with a smile.

"Aren't you tired for dinner tonight? I just cooked some instant noodles. Do you want me to give you another serving? Hey, why did you forget that there are two tomatoes in the refrigerator when you left? I just looked at them and they seemed to be going bad... ..." Huang Shaotian took the box from his hand as he spoke, "Can your seminar be even more foolish? If you don't open early or late, you have to rush to the New Year's Eve, didn't you eat dumplings? Wait until tomorrow we go out Buy materials and do it yourself?"

This posture doesn't look like they have been separated for a long time, but rather like he went on a business trip yesterday and came back today.Yu Wenzhou laughed: "Are you tired? I think you're quite excited...?"

"Can you be unhappy? We haven't seen each other for a long time, and finally I came back earlier than you. Hey, tell me, when you came back just now, did you feel very heartwarming and touched when you saw the lights on in the house?"

"I was wondering if you turned on all the lights... Now it seems that I really can't understand you any more." Yu Wenzhou took off his coat and put it on the sofa, stroking Huang Shaotian with his cold fingers just after returning from outside. From the neck protruding from the collar of the shirt, he took advantage of the situation to hug him, and the two of them touched their foreheads. Yu Wenzhou continued, "But I thought you would give me a long-lost hug..."

Huang Shaotian laughed, how can you guess everything right every time, can you leave some mystery?

He leaned over to kiss him first, and when they parted, he asked back: "Isn't it okay not to give you a long-lost reunion hug, but a long-lost reunion kiss?"

Yu Wenzhou warmed his hands over his body, and replied approvingly: "Well, it couldn't be better."

The temperature has dropped in the past two days, and the sound of wind blowing outside can be heard through the glass, but the heating inside is sufficient, so it doesn't feel cold at all.Yu Wenzhou went to draw the curtains, turned around and saw Huang Shaotian leaning over to touch the phone on the bedside table, he walked over and handed the phone to him, Huang Shaotian took it and pressed the screen to turn on, he was happy when he saw the lock screen, pointing to The screen put the phone in front of Yu Wenzhou, and asked him: "Hey, who is this, Master Yu? He is so handsome! Do you recognize such a handsome man?"

The desktop was a photo of Huang Shaotian rehearsing in the concert hall, and Yu Wenzhou downloaded it from the Internet.Because it was taken by a professional photographer, the selected angle and light are very suitable. The bright ceiling light above the orchestra pit shines on the young violinist, making the color of the violin in his hand look even older , probably due to the choice of a large aperture, the other members of the orchestra behind Huang Shaotian in the screen are blurred into a blurred background, only him is clear.

There were many photos in this group at the time, and the one Yu Wenzhou chose as the desktop was neither when Huang Shaotian was enjoying the music with his eyes closed while performing, nor was he politely shaking hands with the conductor after the performance.The one he chose was taken before he started playing. Huang Shaotian held the piano and bow in his left hand, and with his free right hand, he pulled the black tie on the collar of his shirt very rudely.There was even a hint of "I'm going to fight you" in his expression, which made him come alive.

When he went to see Huang Shaotian's performance for the first time, they didn't know each other at that time, he hurried over, sat in the audience near the left side of the orchestra pit, and watched him deal with that guy with the same posture and expression. Poor tie, like a child.But as soon as the performance officially starts, he will seem to be a different person immediately, serious and serious, and 100% devoted.

This familiar little action will remind Yu Wenzhou of them at that time. Those times that seem a little green now are beautiful and short, but they are enough for them to reminisce and recall repeatedly in the years to come.And these years he naturally knew that Huang Shaotian had been working hard to become better, and he had indeed done it.But he also knew that, in some respects, this person had never changed.

It has always been the same as before, as long as you have the purest love for music, you will have the motivation to go to a higher place.

But Huang Shaotian was very dissatisfied with his desktop at that time. In his words, "There are so many pictures of me handsome, and there are so many handsome moves when I play the violin. Why did you choose this one! What are you? It’s funny and why are you laughing, it’s really uncomfortable being pressed by the shoulder rest, you’ll know next time you try it!”

But in view of Yu Wenzhou's policy of "protesting is not valid", Huang Shaotian can only accept this fact in the end, and now he can look at this photo very frankly and proudly ask such a handsome man who is it.

Yu Wenzhou took his hand, pulled it up and kissed his fingertips lightly, then raised his eyes and smiled back and asked, "Do you think I recognize you, huh?"

The warmth from the fingertips led Huang Shaotian's hand all the way up. He stroked Yu Wenzhou's eye sockets and asked him, "Hey Wenzhou, tell me what kind of music you've been writing since you stayed up late recently? You used to be like this all the time, and the more energetic you become at night." Although I can also understand that the brain circuit of your composing group is different from ours, but you make up for it during the day, look at your dark circles and don’t know that you think you are an underground party..."

Having said that, Huang Shaotian remembered something again. His palm was pressed against Yu Wenzhou's cheek, and Yu Wenzhou sat quietly opposite him without moving. In one class, the conductor quoted many cases of contemporary composers. He spoke sharply, and some of the previous works made him criticize them for nothing. The only thing I could see was probably the format conversion of ove. You are right, you said how poisonous this person is! Finally, I saw the symphony you released last year in it. At that time, I thought that if he said this was not good, I would definitely get up and debate with him, obviously the melody and format They are all so great, okay! Fortunately, here is a positive case, he said that this work is the best new work he has heard in recent years, and it is very well written."

"At the time I was sitting down there, I thought, of course he wrote it well. He is the most talented and hardworking composer I have ever seen, how could it be bad. He has many other works as well. Super outstanding, many of them are very good..." Huang Shaotian said, looking at Yu Wenzhou sincerely and eagerly, he said that these are not because he loves Yu Wenzhou, not because he likes Yu Wenzhou, so he thinks every one of his works is good .The person on the other side smiled and clasped fingers with him, and instead of answering the conversation, he chose to wait for him to continue, "There were many musicians from other orchestras who came to the master class, and everyone was not familiar with them before... But Professor After playing a movement of that symphony, everyone in the classroom applauded for this work. Their expressions... When you hear a beautiful work and are shocked by it, you must have the same expression Very familiar."

"Yu Wenzhou, at that time, I felt very proud."

Proud of his excellent works, proud of his unceasing efforts and progress for so many years, and proud of being able to walk side by side with such an outstanding person all the way to this point, and will continue to go on.

To be honest, the few romantic cells of the two of them are probably all used in music, but life is getting more and more dull in comparison.Some couples probably need red wine and flowers to spice up their lives, or need a honeymoon vacation to maintain their love. Although he has never stated it, Huang Shaotian always feels that if he can always open his eyes in the morning light and see each other, and share three meals a day in a plain way , Life goes on like this, he thinks it is romantic enough.

Yu Wenzhou laughed after hearing his words, what could be a more supreme compliment than making the person he likes proud of him.He held Huang Shaotian's hand tightly, and replied, "I'll tell you something too... On this flight back to China, a passenger sitting next to me borrowed my mobile phone to check the time. He saw my desktop and asked I said, do you like this violinist? I replied yes. Then he said that he also likes your performance very much, and he went to listen to every one of your European tours last year."

"I only went to one tour during that time. Compared with this, I seem to be very incompetent as a music fan. Besides, I didn't like your performance since you started playing the piano..." Yu Wenzhou I laughed while talking, I liked playing the piano from the very beginning, how is that possible?Not to mention that they didn't even know each other at that time, even the most talented musicians started from killing chickens and walked to the concert hall step by step.And according to Huang Shaotian's vivid imitation in the later period, his lethality back then was definitely among the best among the piano boys in the same period.

"Look, you now have fans all over the world who love you, who will write you letters, go to every one of your concerts, probably download every recording of yours, and maybe even Arguing with people online about whether this version of you is the best rendition... and I probably can't do any of those things."

Huang Shaotian looked at him with raised eyebrows, does he need to do this?No need at all.But he knew that Yu Wenzhou had more important things to say next, so he didn't interrupt.

"At that time, I thought, although there are so many people who like you..." Yu Wenzhou blinked at him, with a sly smile on his lips, "But, I must be the one who likes you the most."

The warm air in the room and the orange bedside lamp made the bedroom look very warm. Yu Wenzhou pulled Huang Shaotian closer, and the two of them touched their foreheads intimately. The scope of control is over, Yu Wenzhou, you... you know what? I originally planned to take the time to confess to you after I finished saying those words. You are simply a person with "Romance in F Major" as background music! But are you completely defecting to the rhythm of the Romantic school?"

"What did you want to say?" Yu Wenzhou asked back.

Huang Shaotian raised his hand and pressed the screen to glance at the time. Although there was such a small episode, there was still time.

They were so close, they breathed and heard each other.The light behind him was faintly projected, leaving only a vague outline, and the world shrunk to only the two of them at this moment, he replied: "I want to say, you are my pride and my favorite, The most admired composer... Of course, the person I love the most."

Those straightforward and sincere words came out between his lips and teeth. For a moment, Yu Wenzhou seemed to feel the vast world of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas that he once felt from the songs they listened to together. The wind from the past blows through and leads to the future. A long and rough road, with love and a firm heart may not ensure that the road is full of flowers, but it can make people move forward.

He also thought about what new identities they could have for each other besides lovers and partners.Now he thinks, maybe they are still the starting point and the end point of each other, and they set off hand in hand to walk their own paths, but no matter how far they go, they are never far away from each other, and they can always stop at any time.

In fact, all the encounters in life, whether in life or in music, are nothing more than a few types. If you encounter more and listen to more, you will inevitably feel tired one day.But the heaviness and depression of life cannot be easily expressed, and I am afraid that because it is so boring, there will always be such a person and such a feeling in this world, which will always teach people to be happy and fresh as time goes by.

This man, he thought he had found, and had found for a long time.

Yu Wenzhou stretched out his hand to hug him, and replied softly, "It's my honor."

The time has passed the last second of the day lightly, and another page will be turned on the calendar.This moment is no different from every other moment, there is a cold wind howling outside the window, but there is the person he loves most in front of him.So before Yu Wenzhou kissed him, Huang Shaotian completely finished the lines he had prepared tonight.

"Wenzhou, happy birthday."

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