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Qian Yi didn't answer, but smiled slightly.

His fingers were still beating, and the flowing music was as beautiful as a love poem.At that moment, everything around was blurred by the music, leaving only Qian Yi and his piano.

Suddenly, Wei Ling felt a little embarrassed - he thought that the impression he made on Qian Yi that day was quite bad.

At least it's not such a beautiful and gentle feeling.

Wei Lingsu bought the piano.The owner of the piano room was very surprised, and cautiously reminded: "Are you sure? It's not a Steinway."

Wei Ling smiled miserably at him: "It sounds better than Steinway."

It was a Saturday afternoon when the piano was delivered. Hearing the noise, Wei Lingsu ran down the stairs full of expectations. The piano package was standing in the living room, and several people were orderly unpacking the wooden box.

Wei Lingsu's pace slowed down, he didn't see the person he was looking for.

Immediately after he noticed the problem, he stopped on the stairs and asked, "Are you planning to install it in the living room? This piano is going to be placed in the piano room on the second floor."

The staff who were loading and unloading paused, and one of them stepped forward and bowed: "Are you sure it is on the second floor? Someone told us to put it on the first floor when we entered the door."

The staff took out the handover slip to Wei Lingsu, and his mother, Mrs. Wei's name was impressively signed at the bottom of the receipt.

Wei Lingsu immediately lost interest in arguing: "Forget it, she said just put one layer on it."

Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by another person: "I'm sorry, I want to ask, do you know where Mr. Wei Lingsu is?"

Wei Lingsu stopped in his tracks: "What do you need from me?"

"You are Mr. Wei?" The man was surprised. He glanced up and down several times before he took out an envelope from his pocket. "This is from the piano shop who asked me to hand it over to you."

"Who? Is your boss?"

The man shook his head blankly.

Wei Lingsu accepted the envelope with doubts.

The envelope was very plain, ivory white, without any decorations, a green fern was pressed under the wax paint on the back, and the tender green leaves curled shyly around the edges.

The envelope was not signed, and there were four notes drawn on the lower right corner. Wei Lingsu glanced at it, and suddenly, his heart beat violently.

Those four notes happened to be the beginning of that piece of music.This envelope should be given to him by Qian Yi.

Wei Lingsu's expression softened a lot. His fingertips touched the edge of the paper, just about to open the envelope, when he suddenly retracted his fingers and carefully smoothed the raised edge of the paper.

For some reason, he didn't want to tear up the envelope at will.He should get a sharp knife and take it apart as cleanly as possible.

Wei Lingsu was holding the letter and was about to go upstairs when a voice came from behind him, "What are you holding?"

Before he could turn around, the sound of high heels approached, and the envelope in his hand was swished away. Wei Lingsu turned around, and Mrs. Wei looked at him suspiciously while pinching the envelope: "Love letter?"

"No. It's my friend..."

Mrs. Wei immediately interrupted him: "Which friend are you? What's your name? Yao Qingyu? Sun Ling?" She said the names of the first and second in the grade, but these two people had no intersection other than Wei Ling suing the same class. .

"Neither." Wei Lingsu tried his best to keep his voice steady, "Please return the envelope to me."

Mrs. Wei frowned deeply, and suddenly raised her hand. Before Wei Lingsu could say "no", the envelope had already been torn open with a slam.

A crack was torn from the side of the envelope. Madam Wei did not care about Wei Lingsu's shocked eyes, and pulled out the letter paper with a frown.She glanced at it, held up the letter paper and asked, "What is this?"

Wei Lingsu exhausted all his strength to try to pull out the letter paper, but Mrs. Wei raised the letter paper even higher: "What's the matter with you child? Answer first."

"I didn't open the envelope when you took it." Wei Lingsu suppressed his anger, "At least I have to read it before I can answer."

Mrs. Wei slapped the envelope on him with her backhand, as if dissatisfied with his tone.

Wei Lingsu took off the letter paper and smoothed the crumpled letter paper by his mother.

The paper is a hand-painted piano score. The handwriting of the notation is soft and correct at the beginning, the climax of the music is as fast as flying, and it is soothing and smooth at the end. The notationist should be a free and easy person.

The piece is unnamed, and there is no signature on the sheet music.But Wei Lingsu recognized it just by scanning the beginning, it was the song that Qian Yi improvised for him that day at the piano shop.

That day, he casually said something nice, never thought that Qian Yi would sort out the score and send it to his home along with the piano.

But at the same time, he was a little sad. Mrs. Wei moved too much when she tore open the envelope, and a huge hole was torn into the score, like an ugly scar.

"Who gave it to you?" Madam Wei still stared at him.She has always been like this, she will never let Wei Lingsu go unless she gets the answer she wants.

"People from the piano room." Wei Lingfu said vaguely, "When I went to buy a piano, I heard them playing this piece of music. I thought it sounded good, so I asked the owner of the piano room for the score."

Mrs. Wei glanced at the people in the hall. The person who delivered the envelope just now looked up and smiled guiltyly.

Not finding any flaws for the time being, her gaze slowly turned to Wei Lingsu: "What's the use of a good song, it's all pop trash. If you have time to practice more classical music, that's what has been accumulated for hundreds of years, cultivates sentiment, Hard stuff that can win prizes."

Wei Lingsu didn't want to argue with her, so she responded in a low voice, and ran back upstairs holding the envelope in one breath.

The torn sheet music was spread out on the table, and he stared at the ugly big slit, feeling sad for a while, before carefully turning over the sheet music, pulling away every curl at the slit, and carefully gluing the slit from the back. live.

After gluing it, Wei Lingsu turned the score back to the front. Although it was barely glued, he tried his best to align it, but it was torn after all, and the handwriting at the crack was still crooked, which looked particularly distorted.

Wei Lingsu sighed softly.

At the same time, Mrs. Wei picked up the first-floor phone and dialed to the company's main station: "Help me transfer to Secretary Liu."

Secretary Liu quickly picked up the phone, and Mrs. Wei said, "Secretary Liu, you bought the violin with me that day, right? It's been hard work. I called to ask you something—"

In the hall, the piano had just assembled its legs, and several people were quietly erecting the piano. She suddenly covered the receiver and asked the staff, "This piano is not a Steinway?"

The staff who installed the piano were stunned: "No?"

Mrs. Wei re-aligned the receiver, questioning both the staff and Secretary Liu: "Why isn't the newly bought piano a Steinway?"

This "defective product" that "doesn't fit his living room" was packaged and sent back to the piano store. The next day a new Steinway was delivered to the piano room. The owner of the piano room came to the door in person and apologized one after another. The relevant store staff will be severely punished, and this matter will be considered as a thing of the past.

Wei Lingsu stood at the side, feeling uneasy when he heard it. The clerk in question was Qian Yi who played the piano for him?

But Mrs. Wei was sitting on the sofa, and Wei Lingsu couldn't say much. When the owner of the piano room was about to leave, Wei Lingsu followed up with the excuse of walking the dog, and asked him how he planned to punish Qian Yi.

"Qian Yi?" The owner of the piano room frowned and thought about it for a long time before realizing it, "He, he has already been fired."

Wei Ling was startled: "Just because it's not Steinway?"

"That's not enough." The owner of the piano room said, "It's thanks to Mrs. Wei, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have known that the person was underage—"

"Thanks to whom?" Wei Lingsu's mind was buzzing. The voice of the owner of the piano room seemed to be pulled far away. The owner smiled and answered his question again.

"Mrs. Wei."

Wei Ling complained very guilty.When others gave him the music scores he wrote by himself, he actually indirectly caused others to lose their jobs. This matter was like a fishbone stuck in his heart, and he couldn't pick it out, let alone swallow it.

He must find an opportunity to apologize.

Wei Lingsu took a Friday afternoon, and he texted Secretary Liu to tell him that he had to do a group homework this week, and that he would have dinner with his classmates before going home, so he wouldn't need to pick him up.

When receiving Secretary Liu's reply, Wei Lingsu happened to take a taxi. The taxi driver glanced at the address that was almost outside the Fourth Ring Road, and muttered, "What a place, I have to go back with an empty car."

The location of the Keats Welfare Institute is indeed very remote, dozens of kilometers away from the city center, surrounded by various factories, almost no cars on the road, let alone people.

The taxi stopped at the gate of the orphanage, Wei Lingsu got off, and the gloomy old house came into view.

If it was his mother, she might have a smile on her face when she came to this kind of place, but her eyebrows would be raised unnaturally, but Wei Lingsu was different.

When he came here for the first time, he felt that this place was like a haunted house, or a suspense movie scene, exciting and interesting.

There is no doorbell here, just an old-fashioned door knocker. Wei Lingsu raised his hand and knocked on the iron gate.

"Brother Yingdeng!" The door creaked open, Qingming swallow flew out, did not take a few steps, but stopped in the middle of the courtyard, frowning at Wei Lingsu, "Why are you?"

The person who came to answer the door turned out to be the person who hated him the most, Wei Lingsu bit the bullet and asked, "Is Qian Yi there?"

Qingming folded her arms: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Normally, Wei Lingsu would have turned around with a sneer and left long ago, but today he came to apologize, for Qian Yi's sake, Wei Lingsu said sincerely, "Please, I really have something to do with him."

There was a moment of relief on Qingming's face, and then he immediately sullenly said, "He's not here, and this is not where you should be, so go away." He was about to turn around and leave.

Wei Lingsu shouted at his back: "Then when will he come back?"

Qingming ignored him and went straight back.Wei Ling was annoyed when he suddenly heard a soft voice beside him: "Are you looking for brother Yingdeng?"

When the sound came out suddenly, Wei Lingsu was almost taken aback, and when he turned around, it turned out to be Lixia.Seeing him caressing his chest in shock, Li Xia smiled lightly: "You are so interesting, you can also be scared."

"It's too desolate here." Wei Ling told himself an excuse.

"That's true." Li Xia said, "Brother Yingdeng won't come back until night, it's not safe here, you can come in and wait."

He stood on tiptoe, stretched his arm through the thin fence and pulled the door bolt, and after Wei Lingsu entered the door, he turned around and bolted the iron door.

Wei Lingsu looked around curiously: "Is the principal not here? The teacher is not here?"

Li Xia shook his head as he led him inside: "Except for inspections, they don't come often. Usually it's just us."

As soon as he entered, Wei Lingsu felt that the place seemed more dilapidated than the last time he visited.The floor of the lobby was broken into several pieces, and half of the green wall was mottled. It was obvious that his father's company donated a lot of money at that time, but the environment here didn't seem to improve at all.

"Brother Yingdeng has gone to work." Li Xia said, "You can wait for him wherever you want. Today is my duty, I have to cook, so I won't accompany you."

Wei Lingsu glanced at the stairs, he didn't really want to stay here, what if he met Qingming?

He grabbed Lixia: "I'll go to the kitchen with you."

There was a small bench in front of the stove in the kitchen, Li Xia stepped on it, heated up the leftovers in the refrigerator, and cooked a big pot of noodles.

Wei Lingsu watched him busy, and asked curiously, "Did you do all this? Do you take turns to be on duty?"

"No." Lixia stir-fried skillfully, "Brother Yingdeng made these in the morning, we just reheated the dishes. He works very hard, and he can only get up at five o'clock every morning to pick up the delivered dishes , and cook for us."

Wei Ling felt even more guilty: "...that was really hard work."

"Before he came, our life was even more difficult." Li Xia whispered, "In the past two years, when Brother Yingdeng came, we have someone to take care of, someone to care about, someone to buy new clothes, so we all like it. Welcome Brother Deng."

Wei Lingsu suddenly remembered the day when he met Qian Yi, the child stepped on the snow and hugged Qian Yi in his arms.After a long while of ecstasy, he keenly grasped the words in Li Xia's words: "Did Qian Yi come here in the past two years?"

Li Xia suddenly turned around, looked at him seriously, and then returned to a gentle look: "Yes! Brother Yingdeng is different from us. We grew up in the courtyard. He came here when he was 12 years old. I heard from the dean that , His original family seems to be very happy."

"Then why...?"

"I don't know, there may have been accidents." Li Xia's voice was small and soft, "However, thanks to those accidents, we were able to meet Brother Yingdeng."

It's summer, Wei Ling complained that his back felt chilly when he heard these words.

"...I'm sorry, I shouldn't think so. In fact, I hope Brother Yingdeng will live a happy life."

Wei Lingsu didn't know what to say, and felt that it was inappropriate to say anything, so he just responded casually.

Li Xia lowered his head, almost mumbling: "It would be great if everyone could live happily."

Wei Lingsu raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stroked Lixia's soft hair.

At six o'clock, dinner is on time.Wei Lingsu was also hungry, so Li Xia naturally invited him to stay for dinner.Qingming was the first to go downstairs, and when he saw Wei Lingsu, he guessed what was going on. He protested almost violently, but seeing Lixia's insistence, he went back upstairs in a fit of anger.

"Don't pay attention to him." Li Xia put down the bowls and chopsticks in front of Wei Lingsu, "He will come down naturally when he's hungry. Who can stand being hungry?"

Other children came to the cafeteria one after another, and Wei Lingsu sat among a group of six or seven-year-old children, feeling extremely restrained.

He tasted a piece of meat in a dull mood, and the salty taste exploded in his mouth, it was really delicious.

He raised his eyes, and happened to meet Lixia's gaze, who smiled at him: "It's delicious! This is the bacon that Yingdeng brother dried. It was dried last winter, when you came."

Wei Lingsu nodded, unexpectedly, this opened up the chatterbox of other children, all of them scrambling to introduce to him how delicious Brother Yingdeng's cooking is.

Wei Lingsu smiled: "You really like him."

The kid closest to him immediately asked, "What about you? What about you?"

"Me?" Wei Lingsu paused, then suddenly smiled, "I'm just normal."

The child cut loudly: "Liar."

After the meal, all the children were like little hamsters lined up, washing the dishes one by one in an orderly manner. Wei Lingsu also followed the Romans, and was at the end of the line to wash the dishes carefully—this was the first time he could wash the dishes by himself. Still, it's pretty interesting.

It was almost eight o'clock, and Qian Yi hadn't come back yet, but Wei Lingsu didn't dare to wait any longer, his mother usually got home at 09:30, so he had to hurry back.

Li Xia kept sending him outside the gate, watching him get into the taxi, before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, Wei Lingsu immediately lowered the window.

Li Xia: "If you are free, you can try to come on Monday. Monday is free, sometimes he will come back earlier."

...But he has tutoring on Monday night.

Wei Ling complained with a wry smile, but complied anyway.

When I got home, it happened to be nine o'clock.Before entering the gate, Wei Lingsu looked up at the fifth floor, it was pitch black.

That was the floor where his mother lived, and the lights hadn't been turned on, which meant she hadn't come home yet.

Wei Lingsu heaved a sigh of relief, and he opened the door lightly. As soon as the door was opened, he heard a sharp voice from the living room: "Where did you go?"

It was his mother's voice.

Wei Lingsu shuffled in, only to see Mrs. Wei sitting on the sofa with the dog in her arms, and asked again: "Where did you go?"

"Go to the coffee shop near the school." Wei Ling replied, "Group work."

"with whom?"

Wei Ling mentioned two names, and they had a good relationship with him, and he also said hello in advance, so it should be fine.

With a bang, the freshman roster at the time of admission was thrown on the marble coffee table, with the contact information of all students and parents on it.

Madam Wei raised her chin almost proudly: "Call."

She stared at Wei Lingsu and dialed the number on the roster.

"Du...beep..." After two busy tones, the phone was picked up, and a familiar voice called out on the other end.

Mrs. Wei winked: "Ask."

Wei Lingsu had no choice but to bite the bullet: "Haining, I came back late today, and my mother was a little worried. She asked me to ask you if we are doing group homework together tonight."

Inside and outside the words, the hints he gave were sufficient, and he also greeted Haining in advance, so there should be no problem.

Wei Lingsu tried his best to reassure himself, but unexpectedly, there was endless silence on the other end of the phone.

"Vue." After a long wait, Haining finally spoke, "...your mother found the head teacher, and called everyone in the class through the teacher. You...you should tell the truth."

The phone clicked and hung up, leaving an endless busy tone.

"I'll ask you again now." Madam Wei said leisurely, "Where did you go?"

Wei Lingsu's hand holding the microphone was almost trembling - she had known it for a long time.Not only did she know, but she also moved in the class teacher and harassed all his classmates.

"Vu." Madam Wei's tone suddenly softened, "Mom knows you are kind-hearted, and mother has always told you to make more friends. But vu, you also need to know that people are different. You are very different from those children in the orphanage."

Madam Wei stopped, as if waiting for his answer.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mrs. Wei's voice became cold again: "No contact with them is allowed in the future. It's dirty inside, and there are many infectious diseases. From today, I will pick you up in person."

She paused, and added two words: "Every day."

But at that moment, Wei Lingsu only had one thought left.

The more they refused to let me go, the more I decided to go.

Wei Lingsu made up his mind, but Mrs. Wei's determination was not small. She really came to pick up Wei Lingsu from the next day, no matter how busy she was.

Wei Lingsu tried to deliberately ask the teacher for advice, hid himself, and pretended to be sick. In the end, he was caught by his mother and had to report in the car. Not only did he study, he even had to report what he said to anyone.

From summer to autumn, Wei Lingsu was promoted to the second year of junior high school.

The school he attends is a well-known private high school in the country, covering kindergarten to high school. After graduating from high school, he can choose to enter the group's overseas universities, or enter other world famous schools.

On the day of returning to school, Wei Lingsu heard a deafening horn when he got out of the car: "Stop and go, don't get stuck on the side of the road. Stop and go..."

It turned out that the public high school next door, which had been built for several years, was finally completed, and this year was the first year of school.

Different from the solemn and silent private schools, there are people saying goodbye at the gate of the public high school, full of joy and excitement, and a horn has been found from nowhere, constantly urging the parked vehicles to hurry up.

"This is really absurd." An English sentence came from the side, and a girl wearing an exquisite private middle school uniform just got out of the car and rolled her eyes in disgust, "Some people will suffer from it later."

After school started, there were no major conflicts between the two schools, but minor frictions continued.For example, every day at ten o'clock in the morning, the private high school has just started the second class, and the loudspeaker in the public high school shouts on time, "The second set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students starts now!"

On the fourth Friday of every month, private high schools hold a family day, and student representatives from public high schools will always come to protest that they are too loud and affect the normal class order...etc.

After the principals of the two sides communicated, the situation did not improve, and the conflicts between the students became more and more intense, and even those who were angry could quarrel through the fence between the two schools.

The last Saturday in October was tense and chaotic for Wei Lingsu.The overseas mathematical modeling competition is coming soon, and their group's simulation competition is not ideal, and they are gathering in the empty classroom to replay.

While we were discussing, there was a sudden burst of passionate music: "The one who is coming is the representative team of Class One, Senior One..."

Sun Ling who was sitting next to him broke his pen with a snap.

Wei Lingsu stood up and closed the window, the noise was mostly cut off, as if shouting into their ears through a stuffy hood.

He sat down and reorganized his thoughts: "In this simulation competition, I still lost in the division of labor, and the modeling and coding were mixed..."

"Golden autumn and October, they are striding vigorously and swaying their youth wantonly. This is the representative team of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High..."

Wei Lingsu frowned: "The algorithm used in the mock competition is more difficult, everyone should not lose confidence—"

"Come on, come on! These are the athletes of our Grade [-] and [-] classes..."

"I can't take it anymore!" There was a shout from the corridor, it should be the same as Wei Lingsu, a student who stayed to prepare for the national competition, "I'm going to the opposite high school to protest! They don't have any right to disturb the people on Saturday! Do they have any rights?" People are with me!"

There was a burst of boiling in the corridor, and Sun Ling immediately stood up: "I'll go."

"Don't." Wei Ling persuaded, "Shall we focus on the review first? If you really can't stand it, we can find a coffee shop outside the campus."

"They are the ones who disturb the people, so why should we make concessions to them?" Sun Ling persisted, "Besides, I am the vice-chairman of the eighth grade student union. If I don't come forward in this matter, who will come forward?"

Sun Ling insisted on his own opinion, and quickly joined the mighty team in the corridor. Wei Lingsu was worried that something would happen to her, so he had to follow.

A dozen or so people were stopped by security guards as soon as they reached the door. Sun Ling was full of arrogance and immediately quarreled with them. Wei Lingsu was busy trying to smooth things over: "We are students from the school next door. We are not here to provoke, we just want to communicate with the school. There is a problem with the radio volume, why don't you call and ask for instructions?"

Wei Lingsu was innocent, and spoke in an orderly manner. Compared with the people around him who were making troubles, he seemed to be radiating a holy light. The security guard immediately accepted his suggestion and was holding the phone to ask for instructions. Sun Ling took the opportunity to rush in.

She ran amok all the way and went straight to the rostrum. If this matter is still within the students, it will be fine, but if it involves the teacher, it will become more fermented. Wei Lingsu stopped her: "Let's talk to the student representative first, and then talk to the teacher if it doesn't work."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the students next to him and asked where the person in charge was. The first two were frightened by Sun Ling's aura and fled. The third one heard that they were looking for the chairman of the student union, and pointed casually: "The most people are over there."

"...Which side?" Wei Lingfu didn't see clearly, but was confirming, and cheered enthusiastically from one end of the playground.

It was a pole-vaulting venue, amidst the crowds, suddenly a nimble figure appeared, stood upside down and drew an arc on the blue sky, just like that passing shadow, Wei Lingsu recognized it as Qian Yi at a glance.

At the highest point, Qian Yi skimmed through the sun, her muscles stretched into a beautiful shape, and her loose school uniform slipped off, revealing her strong and powerful abdominal muscles.The impact on him at that moment was so profound that it was even elongated into a frame-by-frame slow-motion effect.

God, he seems to be stepping on the sun.

When it landed, there was a burst of cheers.

The people around were boiling, and the boys on the playground were cheering. Even Wei Ling told them that they had forgotten the purpose of coming here and were stunned on the spot.

However, at the next moment, Wei Lingsu suddenly clenched his fists.

On the periphery of the crowd, a girl held a bottle of mineral water piously, with a pink heart-shaped note on the bottle, and looked anxiously in Qian Yi's direction.