In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

Simple and clean chords sounded, and the quiet and melancholy sound of the piano sounded.The young man closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, his hands snuggled up to the keys intimately. Compared with the song he played last time, this song obviously didn't have so many complicated orgasmic skills, it was just simple column chords matched Bass surrounds the room quietly.

Like the first ray of sunlight in the morning shining through the window into the room, the chords of the right hand have changed slightly and become a little brighter.The dark-haired young man lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a quiet shadow under his eyes.

As if he was remembering something, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.The detective agency is still very quiet today, and no one can bear to destroy such a beautiful piano sound.

The bass in the left hand gradually turns into a clear arpeggio like flowing water, like a yellow warbler singing on a twig.The young man's fingers danced softly on the keys, each strength was very even, the timbre of the music was richer, his fingers danced like dexterous elves, and his emotions became fuller.Even someone like Atsushi Nakajima who doesn't know any music can't help shaking his head.

Then, the timbre gradually returned to the original simplicity, the left hand still played the low-pitched arpeggio, and the right hand used the elegant ring fingers to gently clasp the clear and quiet notes like crystal particles.The young man slightly opened his eyes, the black pupils were like pure obsidian.Although it is a melody that goes back and forth, it contains a resonance effect that is enough to touch people's hearts.

After continuous repetition, the last chord is gently struck, returning to silence.Akutagawa opened his eyes, raised his hands, and sighed softly.

Although the piece was not his favorite, it was his sister's favorite.Calm and soft, mixed with a trace of very light and very light sadness, but it can heal people's hearts.

Although there is a piano, the life without teachers, his sister, and those talented musicians is not what he wants anyway.

He stood up and gently lowered the piano cover.Although the members of the detective agency did not give him the same hostile eyes as they did at first, he still felt that he was out of place.He can temporarily forget everything except when playing the piano, and once the piano is over, he has to return to reality.

"I'm going out for a while." He looked at the crowd with a calm expression.

"What to do?"

"shopping."

"What, we'll buy it for you."

"No, you can't buy what I want." Akutagawa said calmly, his eyes neither sad nor happy, "And, I'm not imprisoned here, am I?"

"Atsushi, you go with him." Kunikida Doppo said, Nakajima Atsushi was startled, and saw the other party winking at him.Although the white-haired boy knew intellectually that this Akutagawa was different from the original Akutagawa, he was really reluctant to walk side by side on the street with Akutagawa.

But there is no way, if the current Akutagawa is hijacked by the enemy, it will be very troublesome. Although he hates the original Akutagawa, he does not want the other party to get lost in a world that does not belong to him.

Akutagawa didn't have too many emotional fluctuations on his face, and he calmly accepted the request that might be both surveillance and protection.For him it was just a place to play the piano.

All he cares about is music, his teachers, his sister and fellow musicians.

……

When the two came back in the evening, Atsushi Nakajima looked helpless, while the young man was holding a long box carefully for fear of being bumped.

"What has it taken you so long to buy?" Kunikida Doppo didn't understand, for an idealist like him, this was a serious waste of time.

"Buy a violin." Akutagawa replied. He opened the case, and a violin that looked like a Parisian noble lady lay quietly inside. The embroidery, as well as the four slender strings, stretch gracefully on the body of the piano.His fingers flicked across the bow, and a very shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"So you wasted all day just buying a violin?"

Kunikida Doppo asked in disbelief, Nakajima Atsushi explained: "Because Akutagawa has to try every violin in person, no matter which piano store he goes to."

He is also a person who has followed so many places. Although he does not have a lot of exercise, but listening to Akutagawa talking to himself and reciting those musical terms that he can't understand at all, he always likes to ask him what do you think? Does this violin have a higher tone than that violin?

Forgive his ears, he can't hear any difference at all, but the other party can hear it immediately.

"No matter what musical instrument you buy, you need to try it yourself. Every piano, every violin, and every musical instrument has its own soul." The young man said seriously. He took the violin and sat down by the piano.

"I discovered by accident before that the other me has this ability." Akutagawa said, the black clothes on his body stretched out two long cloth blades like a spiritual life.It was Rashomon. Atsushi Nakajima's pupils shrank slightly, and his arms reflexively enlarged to become the arms of a tiger. Then he saw the two Rashomons wrapped around the bow and the violin rest very naturally, and placed a Standard playing posture.

"Don't you want to..."

Akutagawa closed his eyes, trying to picture in his mind the appearance of his sister accompanying him.He raised his hands and placed them on the black and white keys again.

It was still the song from this morning, and the light and transparent sound of the piano sounded.The fingers are kept at [-] degrees perpendicular to each key, but they are not stiff at all, but extremely soft.Then, the implicit elegance of the violin was added, and the soft and melancholy sound of the piano was perfectly integrated with the crystal-like tone of the piano, like a pair of lovers waltzing on the wet grass after the rain, getting close and separated, and getting closer , and far away, like an elegant gentleman leading a lady to draw soft circles one after another under the sky.

Akutagawa is born emotionally restrained, and he doesn't have much language expression skills, but fortunately, music has given him the best breakthrough for his inner emotions.Eight chords, one voice always follows the other, imitating and intertwining each other, although it is a monotonous repetition, it is full of love and longing that cannot be expressed in words.

Until the end, the timbre of the violin and the timbre of the piano are completely integrated, just like the parts of this piece of music, they are completely integrated, life and death are inseparable.

This is the love of relatives that is more pure than love. Akutagawa closed his eyes. He never left his sister. For a long time, his sister was the only motivation for him to live.He hasn't played with his younger sister for a long time, and the younger sister has also gone to study with her teacher. The siblings sometimes only see each other once a year, but fortunately they can often communicate through letters and phone calls.

Silver, I miss you so much.

Akutagawa closed his eyes, and sketched the image of the most beautiful girl in his mind. He just sat quietly on the piano bench like that, completely lost in his own thoughts.

如果能回去，请和我一起合奏一曲卡农，我最亲爱的妹妹。作者有话要说：卡农是可以单曲循环一整天的音乐照例推荐隔壁《我只爱纸片人》感谢在2020-03-2923:37:38~2020-04-0118:28:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~感谢投出地雷的小天使：瑶花玲、42409868、我于万物之中1个；感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：拾居、此帐号已不存在5瓶；我于万物之中、凤珏2瓶；江喧和1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！