Overtone

They stared at each other for a long time.

The night fell at this time, and customers passed by one after another, playing and entering the bar.And they still stood there, it seemed that only each other was left in their eyes.

In fact, Qi Ye knew in his heart that from the moment he saw Xiao Cheng, he couldn't look away anymore.

After a moment of silence, Qi Ye opened his mouth. He looked at the violin Xiao Cheng was carrying, and asked, "Professor Xiao, did you just come from school?"

"Well," Xiao Cheng said, "Come and have a look."

There was no object in this sentence, and Qi Ye suddenly felt that something in his heart was touched again.

They pushed the door one after the other and entered the bar. Xiao Chen was checking the number of glasses with the boss upstairs, and there was only another bartender who had just come for an internship.

"What would you like to drink?" Qi Ye pushed the wine list forward with the guitar on his back, "I invite you."

Xiao Cheng smiled, didn't say anything, and let Qi Ye treat the guests.

After looking at the wine list, he ordered a glass of vodka.

No fancy additions, just wine, and ice, nothing else.

"So strong." Qi Ye looked at Xiao Cheng: "What if I'm drunk?"

Xiao Cheng took the vodka that had become foggy due to the ice cubes, and smiled: "This wine is not strong."

Qi Ye listened to the music, it may be so for Xiao Cheng, but for him, he may not be able to get out of the bar door with one bite.

In fact, this was just a joke. He knew that Xiao Cheng had a good capacity for alcohol. Compared to those colorful cocktails, this kind of mellow taste, with a simple and wild tone, was the most authentic style.

"Hey, Professor Xiao, you're here." When Xiao Chen went downstairs, he happened to see Xiao Cheng walking towards the orchestra pit. "Brother Qi didn't tell me in advance, otherwise I'll reserve a seat for you."

"You're such an afterthought." Qi Ye waved the receipt, "Why don't you take this order?"

Xiao Chen looked at him speechlessly: "Brother, this is not within the scope of my business."

Xiao Cheng just smiled, as a greeting.

And Qi Ye didn't say anything more after arguing with him. After all, tonight is special, and Professor Xiao is here.

Xiao Cheng sat on the booth closest to the orchestra pit, with a white violin case beside him, watching Qi Ye who was not far away set up the guitar and simply plucked the strings, just like the night when they first met.

It may be because of the weekdays, the guests in the booths around did not order songs, so Qi Ye looked at him holding the guitar: "Professor Xiao, order a song."

Xiao Cheng smiled: "You decide."

Qi Ye looked at him, and after looking at each other for a few seconds, he also smiled: "Okay, Brother Qi is covering you, you can sing whatever you want."

He bowed his head and plucked the strings, as if he was preparing for something, or he was doing some mental construction. After a few seconds, an ethereal and pleasant melody poured out from the guitar: "I would like to become a star/Guardian Buzzing under the sea/It's my dreamit's magic..."

Prelude, interlude, chorus.

Qi Ye added several overtones to this piece, which sounds like a sky full of stars under the starry sky.

Sensing Xiao Cheng's gaze, Qi Ye looked up and smiled.Then he lowered his head again and sang drunkenly, just like "Confession Night" that night.

His voice is still full of magnetic smoky voice. Someone commented on his vicissitudes of life a long time ago, but now, it is no longer the smell of wandering for a long time, just like wolves facing the rising sun on the plain , firm and persistent.

"Will our love/Like the stars guard the sea/Never leave..."

A crisp strum.

After the song ended, Qi Ye met Xiao Cheng's eyes.

They looked at each other for a long time.

And the Christmas lights outside the window were on at this time, and happened to come in, hitting them warmly and softly.

Christmas is really a wonderful season, Qi Ye thought.

"What else do you want to listen to?" Qi Ye stretched out his hand to open the sheet music on the shelf, and said with a smile, "Brother Qi is nothing to worry about, just order whatever you want."

Xiao Cheng just laughed when he heard that, he looked at him with vodka, and didn't notice the tenderness in his eyes that was already overflowing.

On this day, the biggest snowfall since the beginning of winter fell at night.

In the end, there were only two young people left in the bar, one sang slowly and the other listened quietly.

And outside the subway window not far away, there were already snowflakes, and the ice beads hit the popping bar lights, as if they wanted to leave some memory, but they melted in an instant and became invisible trace.

The next day, when Qi Ye woke up, it was almost noon.

He stretched out his hand to open the heavy curtains, and lit another cigarette casually.The world outside the window was covered in silver. Qi Ye leaned against the bookshelf and looked at the lesson plans that had already been written densely.

Today's guitar lesson was temporarily rescheduled by Xiao Jing, and it was scheduled for the afternoon.From Qi Ye's point of view, it's pretty good, the days when you don't have to rush to the rush hour are always happy.

It wasn't until the last sparks fell from the smoke that Qi Ye straightened up, randomly stuffed a quick-frozen Mexican taco into his bag, and walked out the door with his guitar on his back.

Actually, Qi Ye still prefers summer.

In winter, which is always inseparable from rain and snow, it seems that it is inconvenient to do anything. You have to pay attention to the slippery and cold potholes when you go out, so as not to fall into a big fall, and you can play the canopy marshal directly.

Not to mention, Qi Ye is quite afraid of losing his appearance. After all, he still eats art, so it's always right to be careful.

With such a cautious attitude, he didn't have much free time to go to Xiao Jing's place.

"Ms. Qi, this is hot black tea, please take your time." Xiao Jing poured him a cup of English Darjeeling.

Qi Ye patted the snowdrops on his body and smiled, "Thank you, Teacher Xiao."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room with a cup in hand, Qi Ye suddenly noticed a few books.They were neatly placed at the bottom of the coffee table. Although only half of the cover was exposed, he still recognized it as a popular guitar self-study book on the market.

"When I returned to China, I wanted to learn guitar." Xiao Jing walked over, "So I bought some books and planned to learn by myself."

"These books are really good, and they have been reprinted in several editions." Qi Ye said, "I bought the first edition when I was in high school, and it was very useful."

"However, it's still not as good as having a teacher to teach you." Xiao Jing said, "I want to learn more, so I asked you, Teacher Qi."

Hearing this, Qi Ye was suddenly a little puzzled.

Because in terms of artistic attainments or musical literacy, Xiao Jing doesn't need to learn another musical instrument at all, and looking at the schedule of concerts lined up in the entrance, even if it is interest, it is not worth the effort at all.

Thinking of this, Qi Ye suddenly asked, "Then why does Mr. Xiao want to learn guitar?"

In fact, this problem is enduring no matter what the occasion for beginners.From childhood to adulthood, everyone may have experienced it, and in the end they may also practice a universal formula-like answer: "interest dictates."

But Xiao Jing's answer surprised him. It can be said that there may not be another reason like her in the world——

"For my brother," she said.

Maybe seeing Qi Ye's slightly surprised look, she added, "Because he seems to like someone."

"Huh?" Qi Ye was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"I have been abroad since I was a child, and I spend very little time with him. Basically, we get together more and leave less." Xiao Jing seemed to be recalling, "So from a very early age, I wanted to make up for it, no matter in which aspect .”

"Recently, when I went to see him, I always saw a lot of magazines about guitars on the desk." Xiao Jing's voice was very soft, "He is not an emotional character, but looking at his usual appearance, he is just It is speculated that I have found my beloved. So I want to learn, maybe I can help..."

Xiao Jing paused, even Qi Ye felt her heart skip a beat.

Immediately afterwards, she heard her say softly, "Maybe that girl also likes guitars."

The author says:

Sister, help him!

The lyrics are quoted in the article: "I would like to become a star / guard the buzzing of the bottom of the sea / It's my dreamit's magic..." Will our love / guard the sea like a star / never leave..." - "Star Sea" Huang Xiaoyun